Month: March 2006
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DietBlog: I’m basically the same as I was two weeks ago. I’m trying very hard to see the positive in that.
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Random Knitting Pattern: Felted Fortune Cookies! I’m really just bookmarking this so I can remember it for the next Tapestry Craft newsletter. (Link courtesy of not martha.)
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Max has a great post about funny school mascot names. I think the Cornjerkers might be my favorite school nickname in history. I’m just sad they’re not from Indiana!
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Is anyone else really excited to see if Wal goes during tonight’s Biggest Loser? No? Just me then? (They’d be fools not to vote him out.) I’m officially barracking for Kristy and Ruth to win it, though I think Kristy has a much bigger chance.
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How to Play Piano. EXCELLENT. The Snook and I have discussed getting him a keyboard for his birthday this year since he used to play piano when he was younger. I’ve always wished I could play myself… so I just may give this tutorial a go!
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Huh? How did I not know that the World Pooh-Sticks Championship was on this weekend? I’ve won a few rounds of pooh-sticks myself, actually. (Oh my God. Those pictures are from when we were living in London. Look how fat I was! Or rather, don’t.)
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You know how when you’re around somebody who’s really sick, you kinda start to feel sick yourself? Leanne’s got a vicious cold and I could feel my head start to ache just looking at her. Poor thing! We sent her ass home.
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This Ask MetaFilter thread has given me lots of good ideas for additions to my running playlist.
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Rogue Nervousness: I’ve been knitting like a fiend all week and I’ve finished the body up to the arm holes. I’m a little nervous. It looks so small! I know my measurements were good and that it’s just that the cables are pulling in a lot, but it’s weird to knit something for myself that…
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Trail NoteNot to make this all “RunningBlog” or anything, but you will not believe what I did today. I ran two laps around Centennial Park – that’s 7.6km – WITH MY HUSBAND. Yes, the Snook actually ran. Those of you who don’t know him do not understand the magnitude of my surprise. I have known…