I feel so...unsyatisfied...
Okay, this is going to be a quickie (and I know that only Chris will get the reference in the title, but I'm okay with that). I'm still knitting diligently on Christmas stuff, but the yarn I was using for the wrap is just fugly (I'm thinking I'll do a swap after Christmas -- as we all know, one person's fug is another person's hawt). I did start a little hat for the Beckster and should be finishing that up tonight -- it's the Tassel-top Earflap hat from
Yarns to Dye For (support your locals -- Amazon link is for convenience). I'm using the leftovers from the Cheater Socks and it's just incredibly cute. Looks like the temperature's finally going to drop a bit over the weekend, so she may actually get to wear it a time or two before she outgrows it. Now I've jsut got to figure out something else to knit for the person who was going to get the wrap and I'll be all set. Maybe I'll start the clogs while I work that out...
NaBloPoWhat?
Well, lately I'm just sucking at the "post every day" thing, aren't I? I'm beginning to panic about Christmas, so I'm spending nearly all my free time knitting. I feel like I should cast on for everything instead of working through one at a time like I'm doing now, even though I know that just means nothing will get done instead of only some things getting done. I'm just finished another scarf, and then cast on a wrap, and I still have four pairs (is the plural of pair "pair" or "pairs"?) of socks to knit -- I've cast one on tonight. And a pair of clogs, and some coasters, and at least one more scarf, and maybe some gauntlets if there's time. (HAHahahahahaha...if there's time! At least I can still make jokes.) I'm thinking about implementing
Stephanie's spreadsheet system, but I think the key is that someone else does the spreadsheet for her and if I do it myself, I'm just going to be using knitting time to make a spreadsheet.
Becky FixI haven't taken any pictures lately...don't know why, it just hasn't happened. BUT...Miss Jene at daycare took a whole roll and I got them put on a CD. So here's what Becky does all day while her daddy and I put bread on the table:
And Mondays are for weighing in:Current weight: 178.5
Target weight: 140
Pounds to lose: 38.5
Bah, humbug!
First Monday weigh inStarting weight: 180
Last week's weight: 180
Current weight: 177
Goal weight: 140
Pounds to go: 37
Knitting stuffSo, last night I ripped out the (gift) sock I had started (it was too big) and cast on again and then missed a stitch, which f'ed up my rib pattern, plus I hate the needles because they're 8" instead og 6" because I broke one of my 6" bamboos the other day. So I picked up the scarf I had cast on and realized that I was hopelessly off on the second repeat of the lace pattern. I ripped the whole thing out before I realized that I had just transposed one row incorrectly on to the cards I use to keep track of lace rows* and really only needed to rip back a couple of rows. At that point I decided no one's getting Christmas presents this year. Not even purchased ones.
This morning I cast the scarf back on and have made pretty good progress, and I decided to go ahead and start the sock on 4 dpns (instead of 5). And I loaded up my backpack with books and magazines that have the rest of the patterns I need to finish my Christmas knitting. What can I say? I'm a sucker for presents, and I figure if I don't give any, I won't get any.
Becky updateNo pictures today (sorry -- mornings have been a bit rushed...I'll try to get some tomorrow). We think there might be a tooth soon, as she had been eating solids pretty well and now all of a sudden doesn't want to know about it. So we're going to give it a few more days and see what happens there. Otherwise, she's her sweet giggly googly self.
Memememememe!
Firstly, I just want to say thanks to everyone for your encouragement and kind words about the whole weight loss thing, both online and off. It means a lot to know I have that kind of support. Now, for today's post I'm doing a meme. I've tried to avoid doing these, at least for NaBloPoMo because it sort of seems like cheating, but
Scout's missing her mom, and I sort of know how she feels because my own mom is many miles away, but at least I can still call her when I need to. So anyway, because I can't even imagine what it would be like to not be able to just pick up the phone and call my mom, here's Scout's meme:
1. How and when did you learn how to knit/crochet? Who taught you?When I was about 15, or maybe 16, I was going through a bunch of my mom's Family Circle magazines from the late 70s/early 80s and saw a pattern for a sweater that I Had. To. Have. It was a lace tunic done in white mohair with a huge cowl neck (I was a sucker for a cowl neck). Because it was the late eighties and I was 15 (or 16), it had to be done in black. My mother, bless her, took me to the local craft store -- I don't think we had an LYS, and my mom hadn't knitted for at least 14 years so probably wouldn't have known about it even if we did -- and we got some acrylic mohair (it actually was pretty nice, not plastic-y like Red Heart) and circular needles, because my mom knows I'm a big doofus and would probably have put somebody's eye out with straights. She pulled out her old "Learn to Knit, Crochet, and Tat" book (the big green one, not the little one, and I think it was actually her mom's, because the copyright is 1958 in this edition -- I still have it) and taught me to cast on, and knit, and purl, and yarn over, and knit 2 together, and bind off, all for this totally inappropriate beginner project, but I didn't want to knit something else to learn, I wanted to knit
that. The point was not to learn to knit, but to have
that sweater. I did the back first (because that's what the pattern said to do), and somehow ended up with about four extra iterations of the lace pattern across, which equaled about an extra foot in width. The front came out perfectly, though, and I took in the extra width in the back by making pleats in the shoulder seams, because I was 15 (or 16) and not about to reknit it. The only real problem with the thing was that the cuffs -- it didn't have sleeves, just really long cuffs -- weren't attached properly and so it wasn't terribly comfortable to wear because they were too tight and had no give at all. But I really loved the sweater, and thought it was really cool that I could make stuff that way. I'm sure I knit a few other things after I finished that sweater, but I honestly can't remember what, and I know I don't have any of them anymore. That is also when I found the pattern for the infamous paisley-sweater-that-is-not-to-be-mentioned on the back of the Vogue Knitting magazine I bought and knit the back (the first time). I tried to pick up knitting again when I was in the Air Force, and bought yarn and needles for a sweater out of that same Vogue magazine but got a rash from working with the yarn, which I hated because it was too scratchy, anyhow. I didn't know about the guard hair allergy yet. Finally, I moved up to New Jersey and started working in NYC. I decided I wanted to do something constructive during my commute, so I knitted myself a scarf. And then I knitted a bunch more stuff. And now I feel like I'm a pretty damn good knitter. Hence the Christmas presents, which I really need to get moving on.
2. How has this craft impacted your life? (besides financially!)
Hmmmm....well, it's made me feel less like a lump when I watch TV, which I really like to do (I also read, a lot, so I do't feel too bad about this). I think it's probably increased my confidence -- dude, I can make clothing out of
string! It has also given me a love of all things fiber-y, and I've now expanded my repetoire to include spinning and weaving and dyeing, and I've tried felting, crochet, kumihimo and lots of other really cool stuff that I probably wouldn't have if I didn't already know how cool knitting is.
3. Pick at least one person to talk about who you have met through the knit-world and why you are thankful to have met them. Feel free to get all mushy.
See, this is the tough one. This is the one that gave me blogger's block the other day and why I didn't post for two days. While I have met lots of really cool people through the knit-world, I haven't stayed in touch with any of them. I'm one of those people who just doesn't stay in touch with people. So when I read this and though about posting it I realized I don't have a good answer for this one. There were the women I hung out with at Lion Brand as we put kits together for the teaching tent at the first (and only) Knit Out I ever went to. Then I met Melanie Falick at the Knit Out and had a great time manning the Interweave booth with her. Then there was the group I used to meet at Housing Works in SoHo when I worked there, but then I didn't work there anymore so I stopped meeting them. I would love to go to a stitch'n'bitch and meet some people, but right now I work too late four nights a week and the other night is Friday, and while there is a SnB at
The Point on Friday nights, that's the one weeknight I get to see the baby and I'm not willing to give that up. Plus, it gives Chris a little break from putting her to bed. And I don't want earlier hours, because then Becky would be in daycare longer every day and that's not cool. So anyhow, that's that. This is not to say I don't know any knitters, just not any that I met because of knitting, if you see what I mean. Maybe someday there will be a Saturday morning SnB near my house...maybe someday I'll even start one.
Blogger's Block
I think I have you it. You may have noticed that despite NaBloPoMo, I have not posted in 2 days. And really, I have no desire to be posting now. Nothing to write about (even though I finished a scarf after I made a funny mistake with the lace and have started a new one and broke a DPN and didn't go into the LYS today even though I was walking right by, which is really weird for me). Oh, how about this: What the hell is with the people standing in line for a PS3? You know they're going to make as many as we'll buy, right? So it's sort of, well, insane to stand in line for something that's going to continue to be in stock after the first round sells out. I mean, it's not like concert tickets, where there are a finite number of seats available and once they're gone, they're gone. If you buy all the PS3s
Sony will make more.
So here's the thing
I wrote a post yesterday but didn't have a chance to put the pictures in. It's saved as a draft. Because of the big nasty virus that attacked my computer, I still have not had a chance to put the pictures in. I will likely do this during the train ride home. So I am going to allow the time stamp to continue to say yesterday, even though it won't get posted until later tonight or tomorrow, because I really feel like since I did write it yesterday it should count. [Erica: Bite me in advance.] It includes a Becky Fix, some knitting stuff, and a little Tuesdays are for Teaching content. Plus a link to the absolute most luscious sock pattern in the world. Prepare yourselves.
Oh. Oh my.
I must knit
these socks. I must knit them now. I don't have any plain sock yarn, and I really think these need to be pretty plain. So I must buy some (more) yarn. I must have them. I love them. Excuse me while I search for yarn.
I have searched. Raise your hand if this surprises you: I am going to order some
Lisa Souza Hand Dyed Merino Heathered Sock yarn, probably in the black/purple colorway (I've emailed the lady herself to ask if she thinks it's too dark for these -- hard to tell on blacks because of the way they play with light) but possibly in the Mulberry or Bronze colorways if that doesn't work out. These will possibly be the Ultimate Socks. I am very excited. I think these will be my reward for Christmas knitting instead of the Wanderlust Hoodie. Then again, I might start them as soon as I have the yarn.
Becky Fix:You are not going to believe this, but we have our first refrigerator art from Miss Rebecca Jayne.
She did all the painting herself! This was a daycare project -- they've got a new lady in the infant room who does a lot of developmental stuff with them, so this is pretty cool. They're doing triangles today.
And now some pictures of the artiste:
Knitting:A decent shot of the Cheater Socks:
I'm almost done with the lacey scarf -- I think probably either Thursday night or Friday morning on the train. The other scarf is not working out as planned -- a very stiff hand on sixes, and if I move up to sevens it's going to be way too wide (and subsequently, too short). So it may become a So-Called Scarf.
This is today's lesson (because Tuesdays are for teaching): If you've got a few (or a bunch -- it happens) rows into something and you feel like something is wrong, it probably is. Check your gauge, check your hand (hand is how something feels...usually either stiff or drapey or somewhere in between), check your color pooling. If you can't figure out what it is that's giving you that niggling feeling, take it to someone else (even someone who doesn't know anything about knitting) -- sometimes all it takes is fresh eyes to spot a problem. And if you have to rip it out, remember that this is one of the
benefits of knitting -- you can (almost) always reuse your materials to create something new and wonderful.
Mondays are for weighing in
I have finally decided that I need to be thin again. Not skinny, but nice and fit. I need to not have to struggle to get the buttons on my fat pants closed. I need to be able to go through my closet and not say about all but a few things, "this will look great when I lose a few pounds." I need to look in the mirror and only see one chin looking back at me. I need to feel pretty again.
I want to say right here and now that Chris makes me feel pretty and sexy and beautiful all the time. This has nothing to do with him. This is about me, about the way I feel when I can't get into my clothes, or when I look in the mirror and see rolls of fat on my face (or the rest of me). I had a year to use pregnancy and breastfeeding as an excuse, but both of those things are done now, so it's time to start getting serious.
I've started going to the gym, and have been doing pretty well (last week was a wash, but I was sick enough that I really feel I was justified in not going). I'm going to post my weight weekly, and will throw in other notes about my diet and exercise. I'm not trying to "diet" as such, but am trying to eat healthier. I tried a personal trainer at the gym and really like her, so I'm going to buy some sessions. I'm going to try to get to the gym every day -- Monday, Wednesday and Friday will be nice long cardio sessions and Tuesday and Thursday will be for light weight training.
I have new shoes (purple pumas) and a new gym bag that I love, and I get to take the ferry on the days I go to the gym before work. If I go all week, I get to take the ferry home on Friday (the ferry is so much nicer than the PATH. Even the walk
to the ferry is nicer.). And, for every ten pounds I lose, I get to have one of those yummy coconut bar things from Seattle Roasters. Once I hit my target weight, I get to knit my SKB with the luscious Alpaca with a Twist I bought for it.
Current weight: 180
Target weight: 140 (I know that still sounds heavy, but I can fit into a size 7 at 140, and that's plenty skinny for me.)
Pounds to lose: 40
A real post, with content and everything
Okay, sorry about last night's post. But really, turning on the computer and typing eight words was all I could manage with my head full of snot and my brain full of antihistimines. Confidential to Erica: Bite me. Today I finally managed to get the pictures ready for uploading. I'll be taking some knitting pictures later this evening, so hopefully those will be going up tomorrow.
Becky Fix:It's been way too long, so here are some fresh pics full of poppety goodness. We just went for her six month well visit, and she's 19 lbs. and 30 inches! She's still right on her growth curves, and just the cutest thing ever. She's been (mostly) sleeping through the night, and super easy the past few days which has been nice with Chris and me both sick. Without further ado, here she is:
Knitting? What Knitting?Yes, there has been some knitting. But I didn't get anything done at the retreat due to a combination of booze and illness (more illness than booze -- I can knit drunk, but not miserable), and haven't done much since. I did cast on for this scarf:
and have done 4 repeats. I estimate that I will need to do 12 more repeats to make it long enough for its intended recipient (that's one repeat inthe picture). Hopefully that will leave me enough leftover yarn for either gauntlets or a hat. I've also cast on for another scarf, and I am seeing my plans for using scarves as my walking projects dissolve around me. See, I'm doing all of these really cool, interesting scarves from Oddball Knitting and I'm afraid they're too intersting for me to knit without looking at the pattern. I have hopes for the Herringbone scarf -- it's only a four row repeat, and I think I might be able to see the pattern in the knitting once I get it going. After one repeat, not so much. The lacey one in the picture is definitely to complex for me to follow without the pattern. I always have a harder time following lace than other stitch patterns.
Speaking of Christmas knitting, I'm having a dilemma about some things I've knit for the Dallas branch(es) of my family. See, I was doing all those hats out of that yummy alpaca, and I'm just worried that they won't get enough weather to really appreciate the hats. But I don't know what else to make for them if I don't do the hats. Suggestions are welcome -- encouraged, even.
All right, I'm off to cast on for another pair of socks (they're a gift! A gift, I tell you! Though I did just get my shipment of
STR, which includes a skein of X-Mas Rocks that I intend to make up into socks for myself to wear this Christmas...). Wish me luck -- the other pattern I was going to use for this particular pair of socks just didn't work out for me. I'm going to try the
Snicket Socks from MagKnits this time around.
The anti-post
This is all for today. Cough.
Sick Bay
Is apparently now located in my living room. Chris and I both have heads full of disgusting snot (perhaps we're turning into Feoral demons?) and are working on harmonizing our coughing. Big fun. I'm going back to bed now. But I kept my posting streak going...aren't you proud? Tomorrow, pictures of the googenheimer.
a Double order of sleep with a side of sleep, please
I need so much sleep. Becky, if you're reading this, please sleep for Mommy when we get home from your checkup tomorrow. See, I don't sleep well away from home. I don't sleep well around (relative) strangers. I don't sleep well away from Chris. Most importantly, I don't wake up well, and often not at all (if you doubt this, ask Chris about the picnic the Saturday of the weekend we first met). All of this means that I haven't had real sleep since Sunday night (and Saturday was kind of a bust, too). Tonight -- last night? -- I stayed up all night because apparently there's a tradition at the company retreat that at least one person gets fired every year for missing meetings. I am terrified that if I go to sleep -- really go to sleep, not the little catnaps I've had -- I'm not going to wake up in time for the meetings (all of you who think you can wake me up, or that I should just get a wakeup call, see above re: first weekend I met my husband). So I remain awake. I was so terrified last night that I kept waking up every fifteen minutes. To detail the problem for those of you still not seeing the big picture (can you tell I've been having this conversation a lot?):
- I have trouble falling asleep. In a bed not my own, I typically stay awake until 2 or 3 am, even if I go to bed at 9:30 or 10.
- I have trouble waking up. This is to the point where I have perfectly coherent conversations (and or screaming matches) with people and still don't get up...and have no recollection that this ever took place. This happens evenif there are alarms and wake up calls and people pounding on the door.
- I am terrified that I will fall asleep too late and wake up too late and miss the meetings and get fired.
The end result of this has been that despite my best efforts, I have not been able o sleep more than 30 minutes at a time. This is not very restful. Oh, and by the way, I'm sick. Fun. Really, I just want to pass out for about three days.
Morning person
I am so not a morning person. I mean, I am actively Not A Morning Person. I am so not a morning person that I can't think of anything else to write about this early. So, yeah, um, that's it for today.
That salsa's made where?
I'm headed to my company retreat today, and I'm going to gloss over how I feel about spending three days away from my family and focus on where we're going. It's a dude ranch. I may not have mentioned it previously, but I moved up here to the dirty Jerz after spending a few years in Dude Ranch Central (aka Dallas -- and yes, I've been to JR's house). We're not headed back there, but are instead going to a dude ranch that I'm sure will give us the authentic flavor of the Old West...in New York. Seriously. And we don't even get to do the "cattle drive." I'll be keeping my eye out for Curly's gold, though.
So much fun
I think I'm still recovering from the fun of last night. Not to mention the beer of last night. Some of the beer was grape. Some (okay, three) of us liked it. Most did not. There was other beer for them. And wine. And food. And fabulous company with funny, funny stories (not the one about the granola wrapper -- that one's just lame). And then this morning there was good coffee brewed to the perfect strength and bagels with cream cheese and bacon (yes, the bacon was on the bagel with the cream cheese). And people saw my morning face and took pity instead of laughing at me. It was kind of them. I'm going to go to bed now to try and recover a little more.
Gracie-ing my blog
Did you see that? A real live person commented! Not that previous commenters weren't real live people, but I know all of them in person -- they often make comments to me in real life, too, so it's not as exciting (but it's a little exciting -- please don't stop! And when I say "they" I mostly mean Erica, though Robynn did give me my first comment way back when). Hi, Gracie and all you other intarwubs folks -- welcome! Please, feel free to comment on anything you want. Mi comments es su comments.
I do want to say something about Seaport Yarns here. It's not as important to someone like Gracie, who is now a thousand miles away and unlikely to want to return any of her yarns, but if you live in NYC and you're used to the "normal" yarn store return policy, this may come as a surprise to you. It did to me. Seaport Yarns runs monthly sales: 10% off all Cherry Tree Hill, 15% of all yarns with silk content, that sort of thing.
If you purchase yarn on sale, you may not return it, even if you have your receipt, even for store credit. I'm not talking about yarn that's in the clearance room -- that I understand. This was yarn that was in the monthly sale. My jaw was on the floor when she told me this. I still pop over to Seaport for notions and needles, but I buy most of my yarn from The Point or Close Knit now (or online from indies like
Lisa Souza,
Yarn Pirate,
Woolarina,
Blue Moon Fiber Arts). Seaport does have a great selection, but you know what? I want to know that if I buy a yarn that I hate from the moment I start to cast it on (which was the case), I can return it. I was lucky I had only bought one ball for swatching -- I might've been stuck with a whole sweater's worth of this crap! So anyhow, caveat emptor at Seaport Yarns -- make sure you love any yarn you buy on sale, because it's yours to keep.
Do I really sound like that?
Stole this from
Chris, and holy crap -- it's dead on!
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Work with me, people!
No, seriously. You may (or may not) remember a few weeks ago I mentioned the fab company I work for,
Tutor.com. Go, check us out. I'll wait. You're back? Good. Okay, here's the deal: My job is customer support for the
Tutor.com Direct product (the one that students connect to directly, as opposed to going through a library). I love my job. And I love that my little division is growing. But I don't love being overwhelmed with stuff to do, which increases exponentially as we try to grow the business even more. So, we're looking for another person to join our team. That person could be you. Check out
the ad. Yes, fine, I'll wait.
Things you should know: We're in NYC, down by the Seaport. The people are great. My (our) boss is great, both as a really cool guy to hang around and as a boss. The bennies are great. You really do need to have some good phone sales experience. You will be working directly with me. If you're interested, go ahead and drop me a line at lyona at tutor dot com (make the obvious substitutions) and let me know how I can get in touch with you. If you're not interested but know someone who is, please pass this along. Oh, yeah: a bunch of us knit, plus, there's a yarn store close enough to go to at lunch.
Socktober-YESt!
Well, almost. I finished the heel and wove the ends in on Sock2 this morning. I think I could've finished last night, but I decided to sleep instead. Considering how I slept, I might as well have stayed up and finished the socks, but that's neither here nor there. Here's a crappy picture of them, because all I have at work is my camera phone:
I am wearing them right now and they are super comfortable. Definitely house socks -- the stripey part (or "cheater yarn" as Chris calls it*) is 100% Alpaca and the solid green is 90% Alpaca, 10% Angora. My toes love it.
SP9I am such a rotten spoilee, and I have such a fabulous spoiler. She should flog me with a skein of Red Heart. Instead, she sent me this fabulous package, which I got on Saturday and should have thanked her for long before now:
The yarn is a luscious blend of merino and Tencel from
Ellen's Half Pint Farm in beautiful purples and blues. Later on Saturday I was at my
LYS (Well, one of the four stores I consider a LYS. It's my favorite one of the two by my house.) to get something for
my spoilee and I found some alpaca/angora blend in the absolute perfect color for the toes/heels/cuffs (because y'all know how I love the contrasty bits).
The book in the swag picture is a great little project diary -- I think I'm going to use it for designs that I'm submitting for publication. And the cards are a very handy deck of tips and tricks for new parents, which are definitely useful these days at Chez Knot. Finally, the greeting card is an adorable little girl with a dozen shopping bags who just looks so happy -- I'm going to put it up at work.
Becky FixWe've entered Becky in the BabyGap contest -- hey, free clothes and $5,000 in scholarship money, why not? This is the picture I submitted:
That's her daddy she's smiling at like that.This is the picture I didn't submit, even though I love it:
This is her Halloween costume, which she wore for all of 5 minutes, but really, how can you not have a first Halloween costume? That would just be Wrong.
Knitting So, Laura, now that the Socks are done, what are you casting on next?
Christmas gifts! I do have a gift sock to start tonight on the train home (no, Chris, no cheater yarn* in this one), but I may just work on the Manly Muffler and see if I can get that off the needles. Even though it's got a bit of a pattern and is thus not as boring as 800 miles of plain stocking stitch would be, it's still starting to be a bit boring. And by "is starting to be a bit boring" I mean "is so boring I want to stick a dpn in my right eye." I would love to be done with it so I can move on to the next boring scarf. Which at least won't be boring for awhile. Oh, plus when I finish the Manly Muffler I'm going to post the pattern under Lauriginals so you can all want to poke yourselves in the eye, too! Fun for everyone! Seriously, it really is a great walking/subtitled movie watching pattern -- it's got enough going on that it's not 800 miles of stocking stitch, but is repetitive enough that you rarely have to look down at what you're doing.
*Cheater socks/yarn
I'm sitting on the couch knitting last night when this conversation takes place:
Chris: Do you have to change yarns every row?
Me: No, why? Oh, you mean because of the color changes? No, the yarn does that.
Lifts the working yarn to show himSilenceChris: So it's like cheating. Those are cheater socks.
Me:
confused, because I'm concentrating on the socks and have totally forgotten about the yarn conversation from 30 seconds ago, so I think he's talking about the Turkish heels, which I do kind of feel like are cheater heels, but how would he know that? He wouldn't know a gusset from a garter stitch. Finally it dawns on me that he means because of the self-striping yarn. No, no, honey -- they're not cheater socks. Lots of people do it this way. They dye the yarn just so it'll do that. In fact, people pay extra for yarn that does that.
Chris: Yeah,
cheaters pay extra.
FinallyBecause I'm insane, and I don't think
Rabbitch should have a corner on insanity in knitting blogs, I've followed her lead and joined
NaBloPoMo, the blogger's answer to
NaNoWriMo (which I also want to do someday when I don't have a six month old and a crazy job and 46 gajillion Christmas presents to knit and a house that hasn't been really clean for over a year). I'm pledging to post every day during the month of November. See if I make it!
Seriously, I feel like I don't post enough, and I love hearing from people that I don't hear from or see very often (hi, Aunt Doris and Aunt Kathleen and Robynn and Ab!) and knowing that y'all enjoy reading the blog (and also thinking that maybe some of you out there are people who just stumbled across me and enjoy my wackiness). So I'm going to try this and see if I can get into a good posting rhythm. Try not to get sick of me. I am going to impose a one meme or fewer per week rule, and maybe institute some special Topic Days (like maybe Teaching Tuesdays, wherein I post some knitterly tidbits for Avy and Erica because I'm forever thinking of things to tell them and then forgetting). I think it'll be fun. And insane.
