Phil!

Me: Noooo! Phil from The Amazing Race was in Sydney today signing books and I missed it!
Snook: He wrote a book?
Me: Yeah. It looks like some kind of self-help thing.
Snook: Skivvies for Fun and Profit?
Me: BWA HA HA!

Note to Americans: Down here “skivvies” refer to turtlenecks, not underpants. That confused me for a long time.

Wool Arrival!

Breaking Wool News: Because I love my w-g readers more than our normal customers, you guys are the first to know. Our big winter shipment of Noro and Debbie Bliss just arrived! We’re now stocked with Kureyon, Silk Garden, Iro, Kochoran, Blossom, and a new one called “Aurora.” We’ve also got Debbie Bliss Cashmerino Chunky (along with the Baby Cashmerino), Louisa Harding Sari Ribbon, more Eki Riva Superbaby Alpaca, Natal, and Casual, and a few other surprises as well. Crap, I should get to work putting these up on the site

Helen in Creative Knitting

Congrats to Helen for the capelet pattern she had published in the most recent Creative Knitting! I picked up a copy last Friday. I was most amused to read the article about “creative vandalism,” which cited the influence of the American group “Knitta” and interviewed an anonymous artist from a Sydney group. The Sydney artist sounded verrrry familiar as s/he described putting toys in random spots around town. Hmm, I wonder who that could be? *COUGH, COUGH*

STRESS!

STRESS!

  • I called Mom this morning to find out that she’s in the process of buying their tickets to Sydney. She, Joe, and my little brother Joey get here on Good Friday. That’s a week from this Friday! We have to clean the whole house, do the laundry, get groceries, work out where everybody’s sleeping, plan activities, ACK! (But I’m excited. This is the first time anyone from my immediate family’s visited me Down Under.)
  • Dr. Amy Jones has developed a bald patch under her right arm. I’m a little freaked out about it. She could have ringworm; she could just be stressed; she could just be stupid and overgrooming. Or maybe Nurgul put a curse on her. At any rate, she’s got an appointment at the V-E-T for Sunday.
  • I’ve had a crappy couple of weeks now, diet-wise. I do all right through the week but lately I’ve been falling apart on the weekends. Plus the weather has just started to feel like Fall, and with the end of Daylight Savings I’m finding it (as expected) reeeeally difficult to exercise after work. I don’t expect to have a loss tonight.

And yet I’m strangely optimistic about everything. I think it’s because it’s so sunny outside. Is there anything prettier than a bright Fall morning?

The Final Countdown

The Final Countdown. I’m almost disappointed I’m missing Indiana’s historic Daylight-Savings switch. I wonder if the old people are freaking out? I can just imagine them lining up at the IGA right now for jugs of water and batteries. (I worked at a podunk grocery store for four years. Every time anything remotely problematic was predicted, old people would turn up to stockpile like it was World War III.) Ooh, I hope Moire posts some sort of recap!

Happy anniversary to the cute boy from my office who I’d been crushing on for weeks and who kissed me on the dance floor at the dodgiest club in London… and who six years later kisses me when I wake up in the morning and I’m cross and my hair’s all crazy and I have kitten-breath. I never thought I’d find someone who’d accept all my faults, play along with all my hare-brained schemes, and inspire me so much to become a better person. Thank you, Snookums.

Happy anniversary!