Cobblestone? Baby, it's done. Cast-off. An official FO. Past knit. So why no photos? Umm, that last stitch was a bitch. A friend from knit night made one for her fiance and cast off four times because it wouldn't fit over her honey's head. After the second attempt, everyone came up with ways to make it work: a stretchier bind-off, maybe keeping the final rows in garter, get a new recipient (that was mine), but the inimitable Tricia came to the rescue for bind-off four. I decided to put a split ring marker through the final stitch and try it on the Flyer when I made his. The ceremonial "trying-on-of-the-sweater" went a little something like this.
The Flyer pulls into the drive-way. I eagerly greet him at the door. "Are you wearing a t-shirt?" I query. "Umm, no," he replies. "Oh well, take off your shirt," says the knitter. "Ooh, are the girls home?" he ponders. "Yes, but I want you to try on the sweater," I say kind of confused. "Oh," he says rather dejectedly.
Only later, after carefully helping him on and off with the sweater, do I put two-and-two together. I guess I should be slightly more careful about asking my husband to strip when he walks through the door.
Yet another conversation, this one between Lola and me last Thursday during the vice-presidential debate. Completely as an aside, when did the threshold for "winning" become so low as "not making an ass out of oneself by singing show tunes" because i must have missed that memo. Sorry . . . here's the conversation begun by moi.
Lola: (does not say hello) Okay, do you kind of sort of find Joe Biden sexy?
Me: Umm, yeah . . . always have, always will. He's married to an English teacher with a great name. But, Palin is starting (said with a "g") to remind me of someone.
Lola: Well, Tina Fey, but you were going to say someone else. Please don't say Mom.
Me: Fine, but she does and you know it. Click
See, our conversations are super, long drawn out all the time. Sometimes, yes, but every once and a while, they are brief and to the point.
The school year swing is so hard for me. I will sit down at night and realize that this is a two-person blog while I try desperately to remember when I last posted. Hell, I don't even know what letter we are on in ABC Along and Project Spectrum has been all but forgotten. However, a few days (probably weeks) ago, we received comments about passing on the "Six Random Facts."
So, even though it's late, here you are, Cici . . . and they are all about food because I am hungry:
1. My favorite sandwich is peanut butter and mayo. If I am feeling particularly adventurous, I might add a thin slice of cheddar cheese.
2. I once made Lola mac-n-cheese when we were kids but added tons of bar-b-q sauce calling it Texas Mac-n-Cheese and insisted she (and the Other Sister and the Bro) eat it since Mom left me in charge.
3. While making fish sticks, I forgot to put them on a pan with sides. Consequently, the grease spilled over and caused a slight oven fire. I, being scared, ran out of the house without my siblings . . . but grabbed the cat. Thank goodness for Lois "saving" them.
4. Once, while making cookies, I stupidly preheated the oven but didn't check to see if my mother was hiding the pretzels in a Tupperware container from the Bro. She was . . . and I had tons of cleanup to do before I could bake the cookies. Honestly, she never hid anything in there before so why think she had started.
5. When making a cake, I need two boxes as I eat too much of the batter to make one cake. My mother once sat and watched to see what was wrong with my cake.
6. I'm no better at cakes from scratch as witnessed by my angel food. I misread the directions and beat the flour into the most perfect egg whites instead of folding. Mom measured it at 5/8s of an inch (but still tasty).
Thanks for the shout out, Jeanne . . . we think you're pretty damn swell, too! From a time crunched teacher, I'm taking the easy way out. Consider yourselves ALL tagged! Share the love and nominate some folks or simply take a trip down memory lane and list your most random facts. Just tell us where to look!