Thursday, March 17, 2005



Looks like the Dire Event of yesterday more than likely will come to nothing, which is good, 'cause it would have meant me not working for anywhere from a couple of days to a couple of months -- without pay. This would have been disastrous. Worse than disastrous.

I actually don't have a word for how bad it would have been.

Anyhow, it looks like all is ok and we can retain the status quo of eating pasta and knitting up all of this yarn that's come in the mail. (And the several hundred balls in my stash.)

Shit. I didn't even think. I could have knitted a home were we evicted!

All jollity aside (briefly), thank you for the words of encouragement I received in email.

The rest of you who didn't write to me are all just bitches. All of you. Clearly you're jealous of me and my astonishingly glamorous lifestyle.

The pain of your rejection has been alleviated by the discovery that we have a new knitter where I work. She has asked me where to get needles, and although I'm not donating any of my Addis to the cause, I have quite a lot (no, I will not tell you how many) spare sets of needles.

She said she wanted larger ones, so to avoid her knitting hats and wristers on 10mm needles and being horribly disappointed in them, I have hauled out a set each of 6mm, 6.5mm, 7mm and 7.5mm. I have no idea how the set of 7.5s got three needles in it.

I'm also donating three balls of Paton's Beehive Shetland Chunky to the cause and a big ball of ACKrylic that she admired the colour of the other day.

She loves green and she said she wants to knit some dishcloths too but I don't think I have the ass to actually give her some of that green cotton.

Or do I?

Gayle has left a comment asking for an interview, so here are your questions. I'll try to be kind, especially seeing I'm hoping we can hang for a day and do some knitting or shopping or something one day after you've moved to Bellingham.

1. What is the most challenging project you have ever knit (and completed)?

2. What was the item you found most disappointing?

3. What do you want to be when you grow up?

4. What exactly is Natural Housing and how did you get interested in it?

5. Do you want some green cotton?

Erin has also been brave enough to request an interview. Here are your questions:

1. Which one of you is the dork, you or Carma?

2. How long have you been knitting?

3. How big a yarn stash do you have?

4. Would you like some green cotton?

5. How do you feel about novelty yarns? (In general, I'm not sending any out. Well maybe.)

Thanks everyone for putting up with my angst. Back to the usual madness tomorrow.

Give her the cotton...unless you believe that if you give it away, it'll come back 10-fold.

Oh and how about you interview me.
Even though you called me a bitch, I grant you the honor of interviewing me. Don't waste a question asking about that cotton though - you know the answer.
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When I read your post yesterday I wished you well (in my heart, not in print) even though I was not privy to exactly what the problem was. Seems my well wishes did the trick hmmm? You're welcome. And take back the part about being a bitch or next time you won't get my well wishes and then where will you be hmmm?

If I had known that your questions would have been tame and sane, I might have asked to be interviewed, but seeing as my husband, daughter, mother, father, mother-in-law, sisters-in-law, neices, former coworkers, and former boss all read my blog, I couldn't risk being asked any questions that might um-bare-ass me in "public". Somehow I just didn't think "The Rabbitch" was capable of asking questions that I would actually be able to answer.
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Rejoicing the benign conclusion to the Dire Event! Or in other words... “phew”. I didn’t comment because I’ve been lazy and not reading. So not only am I a bitch, but I’m a slack bitch, too.

Seriously, I’m glad the matter resolved itself favourably.
Hey bitch interview me. See? That's what you get for calling me names now you have to think up five questions and NO I don't want any green cotton. Do you want some white cotton?

I had my biggest laugh EVER from a blog entry when I read about wearing a sack of dead puppies. I've told everyone who would listen and now refer to the front porch as "the pups".

Glad to hear the worst did not come to pass! Anything I can do to help??
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