Sadly, there is very little, if any, knitting content in this post, Lola. My only bit of knitting this week was working up a swatch for my sock pal's socks. I'm taking this seriously - I am swatching. Not having worked that much with STR, I really don't know what my normal gauge should be, so I am knitting the humble swatch. Nona would be so proud . . . except it's nothing special. I started out with my Addi 1s (mistake) so I switched to the Addi 0s (much better). Now, all I have to do is pick a pattern that I like and I am off. But first . . .
The title (and the next photo) says it all. Never mind that I really like this Alice Cooper song. Never mind that I listened to a really interesting interview on "Fresh Air with Terry Gross" with Alice. Never mind that he sounds like a throughly enjoyable dude. The fact is that the end of the year truly sucks the life out of me. I calculated the number of hours it will take me to grade all the work that I have and right now or 460 papers/letter/quizzes from 115 students, I am looking at 30 plus hours. What is any self-respecting girl to do? Okay, what would I do? I realize that "self-respecting" shit probably threw you off for a second.
Here's an idea: let's go shopping, Flyer. Not any shopping - book shopping. Let's go to the Scholastic Book Warehouse Sale and buy books for my nephews and nieces and me and my students and you (if you're good). So, that's what we did earlier today. Lola, I think I bought Gus about fifteen books and double that amount for Beaner and her brother. K and M are getting several tomes as well as my students for next year with several new additions to my library. Scholastic even sells a graphic novel of Beowulf!
After book shopping, we headed over to the Mall at Steamtown. If you watch The Office, and I know you do, Lola, you will regonize the name from several episodes, most recently the one in which Micheal takes the ladies to Victoria's Secret. Imagine our surprise to find Angela Kinsey and Brian Baumgartner signing autographs for Office fans today! The line stretched all the way back to Lake Scranton (okay, not quite that far - that would be four miles away), so we didn't wait for a chance to say, "Love the show . . . it's even better than the Brits," because I have grading to do. Instead, I snapped a photo from afar and headed home with my Dunder Mifflin shirt in tow.
I promise to knit this week . . . the end of the school year can't come fast enough! Cheers and congrats to Betty and Veronica for their induction into the National Honor Society and for being in the top ten percent of their class. You do yo' mamma proud!
PS - How do you like the lovely "hand modeling" job with the acrylics? I spent two hours taking them off. Never again will I try to stop biting my hang nails this way; I don't see how Mom can stand them. And don't you think that Pam, Angela, Mindy, and the gals should start a knitting night? Just a thought!