. . . but Hannah and I both think this is incredibly awesome. NOT the pain. Just the fact that it happened.
And, I was not going to blog today, but I just got my Ravelry invitation. This must be what it feels like to be accepted into the sorority, or the country club. Do we get special parking privileges or have dances or something? Anyway, I’ll be known as knitcrusher there; may be a day or two before I get all systems launched, but I’m looking forward to it.
And, finally, thanks to Briton playing the “Scarlet Pimpernel” cast album on our way home from Nashville, I’ve been in a total Terrence Mann mood of late. His reprise of “Where’s the Girl?” on “Pimpernel”? Sex on a record. Briton says I’m missing the point of the song. I understand the point of the song, thank you very much. Briton is missing the point of the delivery.
Kim said,
August 10, 2007 at 12:05 am
One time my dad and grandfather cut off the head of a huge water moccosin snake that was in our backyard, and that thing took forever to die… I remember it had obviously just eaten something because there was a huge lump about halfway down its body. This is pretty gross to admit, but curiosity got the best of me and I used a shovel to push the lump back out of the snake and there it was: a huge, half-digested frog. Yech!
Jennifer said,
August 10, 2007 at 12:54 am
Knitcrusher… check. I’m craftylilly!
Bridget said,
August 10, 2007 at 8:58 am
OK, the whole snake story thing is right up my alley – thanks!
Knitcrusher, huh? Gee, I wonder where that comes from …
melanie said,
August 10, 2007 at 9:12 am
Ravelry! I’m teabird. Be prepared fo be enchanted by Ravelry. Briar rose hedges may grow around you. You may never blink again.
Carrie K said,
August 10, 2007 at 11:02 pm
Oh man, what’re the odds? That poor guy.
Knitcrusher? Found you!
Rox said,
August 11, 2007 at 9:09 am
Knitcrusher – fabulous!!