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Unlike many things that I love in this world, YARN is GLUTEN-FREE! Oh the joy!
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HOW DO KNITTING NEEDLES DISAPPEAR?!?
I cannot find ANY of my circular sock needles. It’s annoying. I mean, yes, my apartment is a huge mess and yes, my knitting stash/junk could use a good organizational overhaul…but still! I should have some idea where my knitting needles are, dontcha think? Irritating. So I did what any knitter would do in such a situation: with full knowledge that they must be in my apartment somewhere but without the time to go searching right now, I went and bought a new pair. :O) And I think I decided that I like Crystal Palace circs best. It’s the swiveling joint and lightness and bamboo-ey yumness. I like Crystal Palace best for magic loop. I have made that decision. So there.
I went water-skiing this weekend. It was AWESOME! I was kind of nervous and figured I wouldn’t even try–I hurt my back about 3.5 weeks ago and it’s still pretty bad. But once we were on the boat I absolutely couldn’t NOT try. I mean, really. I used to love to ski. It’s been…oh, 10 years (at LEAST) since I’ve skied. I’ve had 2 knee surgeries, my back is out and I weigh more than I have in 5 years: all definite signs that I would chicken out or not be able to get up. It seems that skiing is alot like riding a bike. Once you know the technique you can do it 10 years later, even without practice! It was cool. Really cool.
I’m so happy.
I mean, way back. People used to tear their clothes and cut their hair when they received bad news. I assume it would have to have been fairly devastating news for people to chop their hair off.
I was running around clicking on other people's blog-reading lists and found this quiz HERE: