I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be. ~ Douglas Adams (1952 – 2001)
The Felted Bag From Hell is settled into its new home:
I’m making progress on the Summer of Scraps blanket. I have a feeling the finished blanket will either be gorgeous, or it will look like a gaggle of clowns threw up:
Another blanket has come off the needles:
A Gem of a Blanket
What: A Gem of a Blanket
Yarn: 3.5 skeins of Red Heart Soft in the color Gem
Needles: size 11
Pattern: Diagonal Baby Blanket
Date started: 6/24/07
Date finished: 8/21/07
Size: 33″ x 35″, 48″ diagonal
Lesson Learned: None. A quick, easy, enjoyable knit.
Destination: Warm The World
Samantha’s favorite toy is a tennis ball. She was playing with one last night and when I walked down the hall I discovered that she’d stashed it in a safe place:
I don’t know why I’m so fascinated by vanity license plates, but here are two more I’ve seen this week:
Say there’s a book written about your life. Who would you want to narrate the audio version?
Katharine Hepburn. Yes, I know she’s dead, but having her reading the audio version of a book about me is about as likely a a book being written about me!
Take the letters from your favorite kind of nut and write a sentence. (Example: Perhaps every avenue needs understanding today.)
Stupid question. Next!
If you could go back in time and spend one week in another decade, which decade would you choose?
I’m a bit of a bonnethead, so I’d pick the 1860’s.
Name a song that brings back memories for you.
The Boys of Summer. I love this song and have from the moment I first heard it: I was riding up a ski lift on a sunny, Saturday morning. I was listening to Casey Kasem‘s American Top 40 on my Walkman and the second the song started it mesmerized me. It still does
Do you prefer to wash your hands in cold water or warm water?
It was a gorgeous day for a drive. I saw Jordan:
I was almost home when a field of wildflowers caught my eye:
Since the great catastrophe of the felted bag, I’ve been licking my wounds with a variety of activities. Knitting on A Gem of a Blanket:
I’ve also been cleaning up a murder scene:
Making fun of Kishka, the lazy eater:
And taking pictures of Samantha:
I’m surfacing from the vortex that is ravelry to actually post about a new project. (If you’re waiting to get in, be patient. It’s well worth the wait.)
Here’s A Gem of a Blanket:
I don’t have a Saturday Sky picture, but I do have a picture of Friday’s sky:
Samantha is not the most snuggly dog, so when she does something like this, I could just sing with happiness:
My favorite thing about summer: