Archive for August, 2008
Home Again…
…and happy to be here. Let me sum up the past few weeks:
Weeks away: 3States driven through: 10 (11 if you count my trip to W.O.O.L.)
Miles driven: 4,465
Tomatoes in garden when we got back: 20 million
Number of tomatoes that are red: 3
Pounds of zucchini and yellow squash waiting for our arrival: 10 billion
Pounds of squash taken away by friends and family: 3 Amount of cucumbers waiting for our arrival: Unknown Amount of cucumbers taken by friends and family: ALL OF THEM. (dammit)
In case you all forgot (that was kind of sarcastic, I mean, how could you forget? I haven’t been able to shut up about it), we drove to Wyoming and back over the course of the past few weeks. I still haven’t uploaded all of the pictures and I’m working on it, when I have them up I’ll let you know so those who are interested can check them out. :o)
We arrived home last Tuesday, I had one day of somewhat normal crammed in between WY and W.O.O.L. I
left for Lake George on Thursday morning and arrived at Wiawaka in the mid afternoon – after completely forgetting to stop to get water to share (doh!). Tina and Harriet greeted me at my arrival and I settled in for three days of spinning and relaxation. (btw, that’s the extent of my linkage, other than Jess, Risa, SeeKay and Kim I can’t remember who all was there and the blogs thereof, I’m sorry, my memory is shot…feel free to yell at me in the comments if I’ve forgotten you!)
I thought I would spend my time there balancing my attention between spinning and knitting however, I ended up doing more spinning than anything else. It’s easier to do when talking, not as hard to lose your place than when you’re knitting. ;o) I managed to finish up the Fruit Salad roving purchased from The Loopy Ewe, washed it (thanks to Diane’s magical bucket and her foresight to pack Eucalan), thwacked it, dried it and am now halfway through a pair of socks:
I also tackled one of my Grafton batts:
I decided to go with the ‘rip and ball’ approach:
and ended up with 100ish yards:
Not sure what I’m going to do with it, but I’ll marinate it for a while and see what it wants to be.
Want more W.O.O.L. pictures? Here you go:

Ten Things…
…I didn’t like about school. That is the topic for this week’s ‘Ten on Tuesday’. Now, I haven’t done this yet because there hasn’t been a topic that interested me but I like this one. This one I’ll do…
1. The fact that school commenced before 10 am. Seriously, I would have been happy to start later and stay later just so I could get a few more hours of sweet, sweet sleep.
2. The ‘Dean of Students’. He a was an alcoholic nightmare when I went there and continued to be one when my daughter attended. One highlight of his career was when RR’s cousin’s kid peed in his desk drawer – you’d think he’d know better than to leave two teenage boys alone in his office… ;op
3. The Guidance Counselor who told me to quit school when she heard I was preggers in my Junior year.
4. Algebra.
5. The English teacher who forced me to read Stephen King to get my diploma. Refused to give me an alternate. I still can’t swim to a raft in a lake with no angst, thanks Mrs. S.
6. The English teacher who failed me because I didn’t have my term paper typed and handed in on time. Because of you I did not walk with my class to receive my diploma since my school does not believe in handing a student a blank piece of paper. Pardon me for having a six month old, no typewriter and no childcare so I could use one at school. I have a feeling that you’re roasting right now and that gives me a bit of satisfaction…
7. Preppies. (sorry Carole…)
8. Parking permits.
9. Snooty bitches – we had tons of them. With big hair. Our high school is partially responsible for the hole in the ozone layer from overuse of Aqua Net from 1984 to 1989.
10. The fact that my class decided they were going to be the first ‘non-smoking’ class of my school and since the non-smokers outnumbered the smokers, the non-smokers won the vote. This meant that I would not receive the coveted smoking pass when I reached Sophomore year and had to skulk about until I found I was carrying Dobby and quit smoking. ;o)
Okay, snarky fit is over, regular blogging will commence tomorrow with a post about W.O.O.L. ;o)



































