<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051</id><updated>2011-11-30T22:05:51.682-04:00</updated><category term='just rambling'/><category term='wwkip day'/><category term='contest answers...'/><category term='obsessive?'/><category term='Spring Fling'/><category term='&quot;ask me a ?&quot;'/><category term='cats and knitters'/><category term='Fall Felted Bag Exchange'/><category term='grumpy'/><category term='Knitters Treat Exchange'/><category term='scavenger hunt'/><category term='KAL'/><category term='Miss Me&apos;s Contest'/><category term='loving socks'/><category term='français'/><category term='peace and happiness'/><category term='SP11'/><category term='friday night knitting'/><category term='UFOs'/><category term='Winter Wonderland'/><category term='on the bus'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='march break'/><category term='finished objects'/><category term='swap'/><category term='moments of blondeness'/><category term='Spring Felted Bag Exchange'/><category term='Sock It To Me'/><category term='Virtual Vacation'/><category term='yarn stash'/><category term='contest answers... just rambling'/><title type='text'>Knit Me to the End of Time</title><subtitle type='html'>knitting ramblings, ravellings and (mis)adventures</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>332</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-1678732333225824992</id><published>2011-11-30T20:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T20:30:48.860-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finished objects'/><title type='text'>Ode to a Monster</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rUs1HvAXw9Y/TtbE3b2KBpI/AAAAAAAABPk/-OUtpH2hL9k/s1600/Sam%2527s+Hat+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rUs1HvAXw9Y/TtbE3b2KBpI/AAAAAAAABPk/-OUtpH2hL9k/s320/Sam%2527s+Hat+001.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Everyone needs a favorite monster, right?&amp;nbsp; Well, as far as I can tell, Older Son's favorite monster is none other than &lt;a href="http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/09/cookie-monster.html"&gt;Cookie Monster&lt;/a&gt;!&amp;nbsp; Despite the fact that we live in a camouflage and ball cap kind of area, my Older Son decided about 3 years ago that he just wasn't a ball cap kind of guy and he has been wearing "beanie" style hats ever since...&amp;nbsp; There have been a few of them.&amp;nbsp; There was the &lt;a href="http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2007/10/sp-11-contest-number-4.html"&gt;Archery Beanie.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; Then there was the black beanie with the white skull...&amp;nbsp; Then there were 2 white beanies with black skulls...&amp;nbsp; The second white beanie wasn't all that old when suddenly I realized that I hadn't seen it for a while and Older Son started to ask for a Cookie-esque hat.&amp;nbsp; It was only once I had made the new hat that I was told what had happened to the last hat.&amp;nbsp; He had given it away - to a GIRL!!!&amp;nbsp; I was &lt;em&gt;seriously&lt;/em&gt; not impressed.&lt;br /&gt;I was telling the other knitters about this at my last monthly knit night.&amp;nbsp; One of the older and clearly wiser knitters pointed something out to me:&amp;nbsp; that I had been paid quite a compliment!&amp;nbsp; A hand knit hat wouldn't likely be the first choice for a keepsake for most teenage boys.&amp;nbsp; She also very rightly pointed out that the influx of hat requests from his friends is also a compliment.&amp;nbsp; Sometime it is very useful to have a different perspective on things.&amp;nbsp; Thanks, Joan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wU53a8GBvjw/TtbFo7oAm2I/AAAAAAAABPs/JJe8rMjL9Bs/s1600/Sam%2527s+Hat+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wU53a8GBvjw/TtbFo7oAm2I/AAAAAAAABPs/JJe8rMjL9Bs/s320/Sam%2527s+Hat+002.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My "go to" hat pattern has become this &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/rileys-skully-hat"&gt;one&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I have never made it as written and have never used the original skull, but I have used the basic hat part MANY times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-1678732333225824992?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/1678732333225824992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=1678732333225824992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/1678732333225824992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/1678732333225824992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2011/11/ode-to-monster.html' title='Ode to a Monster'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rUs1HvAXw9Y/TtbE3b2KBpI/AAAAAAAABPk/-OUtpH2hL9k/s72-c/Sam%2527s+Hat+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-3360251105544050571</id><published>2011-11-27T20:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T20:30:13.245-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finished objects'/><title type='text'>(Almost) Instant Gratification</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hrYm1_r04qA/TtLTZOV-psI/AAAAAAAABPc/9sUw1DVH7p8/s1600/Ottawa+Trip+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hrYm1_r04qA/TtLTZOV-psI/AAAAAAAABPc/9sUw1DVH7p8/s320/Ottawa+Trip+004.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;With everything going on at work these days, and sometimes feeling overwhelmed at home, too - it isn't easy being a wife, mother and employee all at the same time - I felt the need to accomplish &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt; recently.&amp;nbsp; Start to finish.&amp;nbsp; Period.&amp;nbsp; Where did I turn?&amp;nbsp; To my knitting, of course!&amp;nbsp; Specifically, a baby sweater.&amp;nbsp; It had no intended recipient, I just needed something that I could start and complete and be satisfied with the product.&amp;nbsp; Isn't it cute???&lt;br /&gt;I took it to my knitting group for "Show'n'Tell" at our last meeting.&amp;nbsp; The next day I received an e-mail from one of our beginner knitters asking if I would sell it.&amp;nbsp; Her great-niece had just had a baby girl.&amp;nbsp; SOLD!!!&amp;nbsp; She was pleased to be able to give a handknit sweater.&amp;nbsp; I was pleased that the sweater had found itself a good home.&amp;nbsp; Handknitting won't make you rich, but if you can cover the cost of your yarn, it is all good.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;The yarn is &lt;a href="http://us.knitsmc.com/yarns/baby-wool"&gt;SMC Baby Wool&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;in Light Pink.&amp;nbsp; The pattern is&lt;a href="http://us.knitsmc.com/patterns/baby-bolero"&gt; Bolero A&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; It is a nice washable wool - although dry flat - that is a good price point, with great colours.&amp;nbsp; I really enjoyed knitting this little sweater.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-3360251105544050571?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/3360251105544050571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=3360251105544050571' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/3360251105544050571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/3360251105544050571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2011/11/almost-instant-gratification.html' title='(Almost) Instant Gratification'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hrYm1_r04qA/TtLTZOV-psI/AAAAAAAABPc/9sUw1DVH7p8/s72-c/Ottawa+Trip+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-6596268244992332493</id><published>2011-11-23T12:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T12:16:01.965-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>But I Remember Being Pregnant...</title><content type='html'>Although I remember being pregnant with Younger Son, based on this photo, it appears that he is the result of cloning.&amp;nbsp; He looks just like Mr. Me!!!&amp;nbsp; (Who you can see in the mirror...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m-9Ojj_z4EY/Ts0b6krZ-eI/AAAAAAAABPU/AFLMSxVPCEY/s1600/IMG00181-20111122-1649.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m-9Ojj_z4EY/Ts0b6krZ-eI/AAAAAAAABPU/AFLMSxVPCEY/s320/IMG00181-20111122-1649.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-6596268244992332493?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/6596268244992332493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=6596268244992332493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/6596268244992332493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/6596268244992332493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2011/11/but-i-remember-being-pregnant.html' title='But I Remember Being Pregnant...'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-m-9Ojj_z4EY/Ts0b6krZ-eI/AAAAAAAABPU/AFLMSxVPCEY/s72-c/IMG00181-20111122-1649.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-522522148658595411</id><published>2011-11-22T21:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T21:06:18.960-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>Something To Look Forward To</title><content type='html'>Things have been kind of wearing me down for a while.&amp;nbsp; Anyone who might happen to still bother to read me probably already knows this.&amp;nbsp; I am still looking for a way to find a better balance and perspective in my life.&amp;nbsp; But until I manage that - which after a particularly brutal day at work, seems further away than ever - I'm really trying to enjoy the small things in life.&amp;nbsp; To all the Americans out there, happy &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thanksgiving_(United_States)"&gt;Thanksgiving&lt;/a&gt; on Thursday.&amp;nbsp; Despite economic woes, us North Americans really are lucky to live where we do.&amp;nbsp; And just because I care so much about the North American economy, &lt;a href="http://www.augustamaine.gov/"&gt;Augusta, Maine&lt;/a&gt; - look out!!!&amp;nbsp; We are coming &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Black_Friday_(shopping)"&gt;Black Friday&lt;/a&gt; shopping again.&amp;nbsp; Fifth year.&amp;nbsp; Our lists have gotten shorter as the kids have gotten older, but we enjoy getting away all the same - and maybe more.&amp;nbsp; We may miss &lt;a href="http://www.orientaljade.com/"&gt;Oriental Jade&lt;/a&gt; this year, but &lt;a href="http://www.olivegarden.com/"&gt;Olive Garden&lt;/a&gt;, we will be there.&amp;nbsp; Now - what should I pack for a knitting project?&amp;nbsp; Perhaps my father-in-laws Christmas socks...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-522522148658595411?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/522522148658595411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=522522148658595411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/522522148658595411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/522522148658595411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2011/11/something-to-look-forward-to.html' title='Something To Look Forward To'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-3068231033649551062</id><published>2011-11-12T23:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T23:15:08.595-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>Parking Lot Rules?</title><content type='html'>Having learned to drive as an adult, my experience with driver education isn't really all that old.&amp;nbsp; Despite being in my late(ish) forties, I have only been driving for approximately 15 years.&amp;nbsp; As a rather nervous adult student, I paid very close attention to what they told me...&amp;nbsp; And I honestly don't remember there being a series of "parking lot rules".&lt;br /&gt;Thursday evening after work, I headed over to the grocery store to pick up a few things - actually quite a few things.&amp;nbsp; Living in the country, I am often surprised at how much less expensive it is to buy some things in the city.&amp;nbsp; Every so often, I take advantage of this and drive to work so I can run errands afterwards.&amp;nbsp; I pull into the parking lot and start scanning the lot for a spot to park.&amp;nbsp; I don't mind walking a bit.&amp;nbsp; I don't need to be right at the door.&amp;nbsp; I spotted a couple of spots side by side.&amp;nbsp; I pulled into one of the just as the woman in the facing spot was backing out.&amp;nbsp; I looked quickly and drove through.&amp;nbsp; Imagine my surprise when some "lady" puts down her window and says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're not supposed to enter the spot from behind!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reply:&amp;nbsp; Is that a rule?&lt;br /&gt;Her response:&amp;nbsp; Yes - it is!!!&lt;br /&gt;My reply:&amp;nbsp; Is that written down?&lt;br /&gt;Her response:&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seriously!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following which she drove away...&amp;nbsp; Now, if I had seen her waiting for the spot, I wouldn't have pulled through - no big deal.&amp;nbsp; I've had the same thing happen to me &lt;strong&gt;many&lt;/strong&gt; times, and while it can be irksome, I just move along and find another spot.&amp;nbsp; Over the past couple of days, I have been watching people more carefully in parking lots to try to determine whether I was really doing something that just isn't done.&amp;nbsp; Having witnessed many drive throughs, I've got to say that it appears to be common practice.&amp;nbsp; I'm pretty sure that they told me in drivers education that this was perfectly acceptable, and could actually be the safest thing to do, but I am still questioning myself.&amp;nbsp; So - tell me, are there parking lot rules that I just don't know about?&amp;nbsp; Have risked bad parking lot karma?&amp;nbsp; While I know that I don't always succeed, I do at least try to be polite and considerate.&lt;br /&gt;I found the whole thing to be rather shocking and off putting.&amp;nbsp; I consoled myself with the &lt;a href="http://www.vogueknitting.com/magazine/holiday_2011_fashion_preview.aspx"&gt;Holiday issue of Vogue Knitting&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-3068231033649551062?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/3068231033649551062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=3068231033649551062' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/3068231033649551062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/3068231033649551062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2011/11/parking-lot-rules.html' title='Parking Lot Rules?'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-3886760177062835266</id><published>2011-10-31T20:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T20:22:54.095-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace and happiness'/><title type='text'>Some Days Are Just Better Than Others...</title><content type='html'>Hello to anybody out there who might still be watching for updates from me.&amp;nbsp; Okay - so the wheels aren't &lt;em&gt;exactly&lt;/em&gt; back on, but some days are better than others.&lt;br /&gt;As an example - &lt;a href="http://www.theglobeandmail.com/news/politics/tories-to-slash-jobs-at-atlantic-agency/article2207248/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; summarizes a recent bad day...&amp;nbsp; Yes, this is my employer.&amp;nbsp; No, I was&amp;nbsp;not one of the people who received "a letter", so I guess that while it was a bad day overall at the office, it was worse for some than it was for me.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I know that in this economy, I should really just be grateful to have a good job.&amp;nbsp; I'm still working on the whole big picture thing...&lt;br /&gt;Now today would not count as being a particularly special or unusual day in any way, shape or form - with one exception.&amp;nbsp; I am back doing what is my "real" job after almost 4 years of assignments.&amp;nbsp; This means that I am back dealing with clients.&amp;nbsp; I had a client visit today.&amp;nbsp; A client I had never met before.&amp;nbsp; Imagine my delight when one of the client staff was &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/viking-hat"&gt;wearing a hand knit Viking hat, complete with braids&lt;/a&gt;!!!&amp;nbsp; He looked fabulous!&amp;nbsp; It made my day.&amp;nbsp; Engineers are clearly way more fun than their reputation might lead one to believe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-3886760177062835266?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/3886760177062835266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=3886760177062835266' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/3886760177062835266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/3886760177062835266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2011/10/some-days-are-just-better-than-others.html' title='Some Days Are Just Better Than Others...'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-4800069818394187546</id><published>2011-05-16T19:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T19:57:55.093-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace and happiness'/><title type='text'>And Then The Wheels Came Off...</title><content type='html'>No - not literally, figuratively.&amp;nbsp; I'm pretty sure that part of what put me off course was the &lt;a href="http://www.timeanddate.com/holidays/canada/easter-monday"&gt;Easter Weekend&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; We had company.&amp;nbsp; That shouldn't have been a big deal, but sometimes when you have your whole family demanding something of you all at the same time, well, it is just overwhelming.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Having grown up in a &lt;a href="http://www.presbyterian.ca/"&gt;Presbyterian &lt;/a&gt;household, we didn't bother too much with things like &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lent"&gt;Lent&lt;/a&gt;, and the whole "fish on Fridays" thing was just an excuse to enjoy some good fish.&amp;nbsp; Or so I thought.&amp;nbsp; Mr. Me grew up Anglican, although his mother was raised &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Catholic_Church"&gt;Roman Catholic&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; This may sound stupid, but for me that results in &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRESSURE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&amp;nbsp; I have to give up something that I enjoy...&amp;nbsp; I have to follow special rules for meals...&amp;nbsp; This should not have been a big deal, but it was.&lt;br /&gt;And then Younger Son turned 11...&amp;nbsp; First off, how the heck did that happen?&amp;nbsp; Add in a sleepover party with a gang of 10 and 11 year old boys, my mother-in-law, two homemade birthday cakes (one for the party and one for the real birthday), obnoxious and much too forward 10 and 11 year girls calling incessantly on the Sunday morning because they knew that the boys were here for a sleepover, helping my niece move, having to buy all of the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Easter_Bunny"&gt;Easter Bunny&lt;/a&gt; stuff and the birthday presents, and well, I am afraid that I may have temporarily lost my mind!&lt;br /&gt;So - here is a question:&amp;nbsp; I know that I am not the only working Mom/wife out there.&amp;nbsp; Why am I so stressed?&amp;nbsp; Or are the rest of you just better at hiding it?&amp;nbsp; Help!&amp;nbsp; I need some coping tips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In keeping with my previous theme of Peace and Happiness, I should add something positive shouldn't I?&amp;nbsp; I'm taking a &lt;a href="http://thewoolworks.blogspot.com/p/workshops.html"&gt;drop spindle class on Sunday morning&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.thewoolworks.com/welcome.htm"&gt;Londonwul&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I can't wait!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-4800069818394187546?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/4800069818394187546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=4800069818394187546' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/4800069818394187546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/4800069818394187546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2011/05/and-then-wheels-came-off.html' title='And Then The Wheels Came Off...'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-1073577971822346096</id><published>2011-04-21T19:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T19:19:27.607-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace and happiness'/><title type='text'>In Search of Peace and Happiness - Day 16</title><content type='html'>I took today as a vacation day.&amp;nbsp; That means that including today, I have 5 days off in a row!&amp;nbsp; Yippee!!!&amp;nbsp; I'm feeling very much the need to recharge a bit.&amp;nbsp; Today was spent doing some housework, some cooking, a little cross stitch and some knitting.&amp;nbsp; All in all, a very peaceful kind of day.&amp;nbsp; I&lt;em&gt; like&lt;/em&gt; being at home.&lt;br /&gt;One of Mr. Me's friends has a wife that I have never gotten along with.&amp;nbsp; I could come up with a number of reasons as to why, with me being able to find fault on both sides, but I think that the crux of it is that our life views are very different.&amp;nbsp; She simply must have a large group of people around her at all times and have plans made months in advance.&amp;nbsp; For me, that causes stress.&amp;nbsp; I like nothing more than hanging out at home and puttering around, either alone, with family or with friends.&amp;nbsp; For her, that would be an indicator of failure in her life.&amp;nbsp; For me, the peace of my home is a sign of success.&lt;br /&gt;I should also say that I am happy today because I finally found my camera!&amp;nbsp; Now to get those batteries charged and upload some photos...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-1073577971822346096?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/1073577971822346096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=1073577971822346096' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/1073577971822346096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/1073577971822346096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2011/04/in-search-of-peace-and-happiness-day-16.html' title='In Search of Peace and Happiness - Day 16'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-2185161322854094948</id><published>2011-04-21T19:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T19:12:25.418-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace and happiness'/><title type='text'>In Search of Peace and Happiness - Day 15</title><content type='html'>Yes, I am late yet again...&amp;nbsp; But I went knitting yesterday evening, and didn't make it out at lunchtime to blog either.&amp;nbsp; I spent my lunchtime running errands.&amp;nbsp; My key errand yesterday was picking up outrageous quantities of cat litter...&amp;nbsp; The catboys will only use one kind, and it is both difficult to find and expensive, so for the sake of being able to use a discount coupon worth $20, I bought 90 pounds of cat litter.&amp;nbsp; Given that the roads weren't great yesterday evening for the ride home, I was grateful to have the extra weight in the back of the car since I have already taken off my winter tires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday it really was the knitting that brought me happiness, although having dinner with my niece beforehand and bringing her home for approximately 1.5 weeks to stay with us makes me happy, too.&amp;nbsp; You can't choose your family, but I would have chosen my older sister and her family anyways.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-2185161322854094948?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/2185161322854094948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=2185161322854094948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/2185161322854094948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/2185161322854094948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2011/04/in-search-of-peace-and-happiness-day-15.html' title='In Search of Peace and Happiness - Day 15'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-7931367903004393360</id><published>2011-04-19T19:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T19:33:44.873-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace and happiness'/><title type='text'>In Search of Peace and Happiness - Day 14</title><content type='html'>Do you ever feel like you're stuck in a rut?&amp;nbsp; That would be me these days, which probably at least in part explains why I'm trying to figure out the things that actually bring me little bits of happiness and peace.&amp;nbsp; Many days, it is easier to find the things that have annoyed me or just niggled at me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has occurred to me that part of the reason I feel like I am in a rut is that I cannot count!&amp;nbsp; This could be a bad thing for a qualified accountant, no?&amp;nbsp; I did Day 8 twice!!!&amp;nbsp; We are now back on track.&amp;nbsp; Today really is Day 14.&amp;nbsp; If I was superstitious, I could try claiming that it was an effort to avoid Day 13, which was really yesterday, but that would be a lie.&amp;nbsp; I have no issues with numbers.&amp;nbsp; Days of the week?&amp;nbsp; Well that is another story, but considering that I have been finding Mondays and Tuesdays difficult, I may have to revisit my longstanding dislike of Thursday.&amp;nbsp; Maybe Thursday isn't so bad after all and was just misunderstood in my youth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was an odd and solitary day at the office.&amp;nbsp; There were very few people around as the vast majority of the staff on the floor where my office is located were away at a meeting.&amp;nbsp; I live in an odd limbo kind of world anyways.&amp;nbsp; My office is physically located in one city, but I report to a different branch in a different city.&amp;nbsp; Back in the summer following "The Big Un-Invite"&amp;nbsp;(I'll tell the story some other time), I was removed from all e-mail distribution lists that relate to the city where my office physically is...&amp;nbsp; That means that until I found another living and breathing person this morning, I had the odd feeling that maybe I wasn't supposed to be at work today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I am not sure that I am the most social person, I do find it disconcerting when no one is around to even say "Hi" to.&amp;nbsp; Tomorrow will be much that same at the office, but considering that it is the third Wednesday of the month, I am happy in anticipation of going knitting tomorrow night.&amp;nbsp; I haven't been able to go in months and I have really very much missed it.&amp;nbsp; We are a very eclectic bunch of ladies, but we always have so much fun.&amp;nbsp; Now - if only the weather forecast was better and I didn't have to be anxious about - wait for it - up to 15 cm (6 inches) of snow and ice pellets...&amp;nbsp; Hey - Winter, you have overstayed your welcome!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-7931367903004393360?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/7931367903004393360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=7931367903004393360' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/7931367903004393360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/7931367903004393360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2011/04/in-search-of-peace-and-happiness-day-14.html' title='In Search of Peace and Happiness - Day 14'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-4618488467189354367</id><published>2011-04-18T19:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T19:33:55.306-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace and happiness'/><title type='text'>In Search of Peace and Happiness - Day 12</title><content type='html'>Quirky things make me happy!&amp;nbsp; Why?&amp;nbsp; Because they often tell an interesting and charming tale of someone else's creativity.&amp;nbsp; Today, I noticed that one of my nieces had posted something on her sister's Facebook wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ev6Z6Cnk6U8/Tay7wo5uBlI/AAAAAAAABPQ/jrIjjPtYo1c/s1600/Knitting-clock-2-thumb-502x750.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ev6Z6Cnk6U8/Tay7wo5uBlI/AAAAAAAABPQ/jrIjjPtYo1c/s320/Knitting-clock-2-thumb-502x750.jpg" width="214" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;How cool is that?&amp;nbsp; A Knitting Clock!&amp;nbsp; I really hope that they won't mind that I used their photo...&amp;nbsp; Check out the details &lt;a href="http://www.ohdeedoh.com/ohdeedoh/the-knitting-clock-133625"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-4618488467189354367?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/4618488467189354367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=4618488467189354367' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/4618488467189354367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/4618488467189354367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2011/04/in-search-of-peace-and-happiness-day-12.html' title='In Search of Peace and Happiness - Day 12'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ev6Z6Cnk6U8/Tay7wo5uBlI/AAAAAAAABPQ/jrIjjPtYo1c/s72-c/Knitting-clock-2-thumb-502x750.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-2738265400850368637</id><published>2011-04-18T19:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T19:27:52.492-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace and happiness'/><title type='text'>In Search of Peace and Happiness - Day 11</title><content type='html'>Sunday's blog post is brought you a day late because weekends are too short!&amp;nbsp; If any of the political parties would like to put a four day work week into their platform, it would pretty well guarantee them my vote.&amp;nbsp; I know it isn't going to happen, but just saying...&lt;br /&gt;Like many people, I am a creature of habit.&amp;nbsp; One of my habits on a Sunday afternoon is to take a nap.&amp;nbsp; I missed my nap last weekend and discovered that I really &lt;em&gt;missed&lt;/em&gt; it!&amp;nbsp; Yesterday was a very rainy and windy day which meant it was perfect for napping.&amp;nbsp; My Sunday afternoon naps make me happy, and they bring me peace.&amp;nbsp; It is just a little bit of pampering for myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-2738265400850368637?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/2738265400850368637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=2738265400850368637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/2738265400850368637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/2738265400850368637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2011/04/in-search-of-peace-and-happiness-day-11.html' title='In Search of Peace and Happiness - Day 11'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-6674947624886692240</id><published>2011-04-16T18:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T18:47:15.081-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace and happiness'/><title type='text'>In Search of Peace and Happiness - Day 10</title><content type='html'>Saturday is one of the days when &lt;a href="http://knittingpatterncentral.com/new_patterns.php"&gt;Knitting Pattern Central&lt;/a&gt; is updated with new patterns.&amp;nbsp; While it always makes me happy to see new knitting patterns, one of the things that I find particularly appealing about this site is the generosity that is inherent in what is shared.&amp;nbsp; Some wonderfully talented and creative people are prepared to grant us access to their wonderful work &lt;em&gt;for free&lt;/em&gt; - work which they could easily sell.&amp;nbsp; Knowing that there are people out there who are driven by the joy of sharing their work makes me happy.&amp;nbsp; Although, I can also see the other side of the coin - we all need to make a living and put food on the table - seeing a bit of balance is nice, too.&amp;nbsp; And yes, I will admit it, sometimes having a positive experience with a free pattern makes me much more inclined to &lt;em&gt;pay&lt;/em&gt; for a pattern from the same designer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-6674947624886692240?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/6674947624886692240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=6674947624886692240' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/6674947624886692240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/6674947624886692240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2011/04/in-search-of-peace-and-happiness-day-10.html' title='In Search of Peace and Happiness - Day 10'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-5418122639779950668</id><published>2011-04-16T09:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-16T09:10:29.299-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace and happiness'/><title type='text'>In Serach of Peace and Happiness - Day 9</title><content type='html'>Yes, once again I am a little late...&amp;nbsp; But even though yesterday was Friday, it took until the very end of the day for me to come up with something.&lt;br /&gt;Last night when I got into bed, our newest family member came up to join me.&amp;nbsp; About a month ago, we became the owners of a second cat.&amp;nbsp; I'd post a picture, but my camera is still MIA and the firewalls on my work e-mail won't let me access the photo from the shelter...&amp;nbsp; His name is &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Caesar_(title)"&gt;Caesar&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; Why?&amp;nbsp; Because Younger Son chose him on March 15th - &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ides_of_March"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beware the ides of March...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/em&gt;Yes, a BIG name for a little cat, but he is definitely up for the challenge.&lt;br /&gt;We've had Tiger for about 4.5 years now, and we love him, but he is not a cuddly cat.&amp;nbsp; He doesn't purr or express any sort of affection for his slaves.&amp;nbsp; Caesar is kind of the anti-Tiger...&amp;nbsp; He purrs at the time and will cuddle up with his people just because &lt;em&gt;he likes us&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Last night, lying in bed, with a cat under the covers next to me purring, I could imagine anywhere safer or more peaceful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-5418122639779950668?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/5418122639779950668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=5418122639779950668' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/5418122639779950668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/5418122639779950668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2011/04/in-serach-of-peace-and-happiness-day-9.html' title='In Serach of Peace and Happiness - Day 9'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-2508994158154603479</id><published>2011-04-15T13:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T13:26:26.685-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace and happiness'/><title type='text'>In Search of Peace and Happiness - Day 8</title><content type='html'>Yes, I am both a day late and a dollar short...&amp;nbsp; I have nothing for yesterday.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;My day started with a drive into the city for what I thought was a breakfast meeting happening yesterday.&amp;nbsp; I had missed it.&amp;nbsp; It was Wednesday.&amp;nbsp; Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;That was followed by another hour and three quarters of driving back in the other direction.&amp;nbsp; I did have good company, since in an effort to be responsible with taxpayer dollars, we carpooled.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately, my travelling companion has been having a rather tumultuous time these days, so it was a drive filled with laughter&amp;nbsp; like it would normally be.&amp;nbsp; I'm really hoping that everything settles down for her soon.&lt;br /&gt;And then there was all the road kill...&amp;nbsp; Spring brings so many things out of the woods, and I don't know if they are still groggy from the cold, but too many creatures seem to end up dead on the side of the road at this time of year.&lt;br /&gt;My day ended with the drive home, which was another hour and a quarter home.&amp;nbsp; I felt like I spent the whole day sitting down in a moving vehicle.&amp;nbsp; Blech...&lt;br /&gt;I suppose that I should be happy that it stopped raining yesterday around midday and has stayed sunny every since.&amp;nbsp; I'll ignore that it is chilly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-2508994158154603479?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/2508994158154603479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=2508994158154603479' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/2508994158154603479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/2508994158154603479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2011/04/in-search-of-peace-and-happiness-day-8_15.html' title='In Search of Peace and Happiness - Day 8'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-7261415850280794543</id><published>2011-04-13T21:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T21:01:46.677-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace and happiness'/><title type='text'>In Search of Peace and Happiness - Day 8</title><content type='html'>One of the interesting things about doing this 30 days of peace and happiness blogging is that I'm starting to make some connections about how I feel about things in relation to my environment.&amp;nbsp; Much like Monday and yesterday, today has been a kind of ho-hum day.&amp;nbsp; If I think about why, I'm suspicious that it may have something to do with our overcast April weather.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps I'm having to acknowledge that the sunshine, warmth and light makes me happy?&amp;nbsp; That could explain why I've been feeling pessimistic, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;The office that I work in normally doesn't really have any sort of lunch room.&amp;nbsp; Sure, we have a kitchenette with a microwave, a kettle, fridge and dishwasher, but it isn't really somewhere where you can really go and eat.&amp;nbsp; As a result, I often do the very unhealthy thing of eating at my desk.&amp;nbsp; When I blog at lunchtime, I leave the office to access WiFi. I only really "lunch out" a couple of times a month - at most.&amp;nbsp; Today I had lunch with a colleague who I don't normally lunch with.&amp;nbsp; We met to talk about knitting machines.&amp;nbsp; I have two (which I don't use) and she is thinking about getting one.&amp;nbsp; It was fun and interesting conversation.&amp;nbsp; We talked about other things, too, and at the end of it, I felt quite happy.&amp;nbsp; She is always someone whom I have liked and respected, but to have an out of the ordinary conversation with someone about a variety of things - some of which you had no idea you had in common - was a very fun and charming experience!&amp;nbsp; And to think that I would probably tell you that I don't like surprises!&amp;nbsp; Maybe I do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-7261415850280794543?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/7261415850280794543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=7261415850280794543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/7261415850280794543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/7261415850280794543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2011/04/in-search-of-peace-and-happiness-day-8.html' title='In Search of Peace and Happiness - Day 8'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-926594133388257827</id><published>2011-04-12T19:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T19:21:45.648-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace and happiness'/><title type='text'>In Search of Peace and Happiness - Day 7</title><content type='html'>I think that I may have realized why I started this "search" &lt;a href="http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2011/04/in-search-of-peace-and-happiness-day-1.html"&gt;last Wednesday&lt;/a&gt;, and not last Monday.&amp;nbsp; I'm realizing that Monday and Tuesday can be kind of steep, and maybe a little hard on the head and the body...&amp;nbsp; Since Mr. Me has business in &lt;a href="http://halifaxinfo.com/"&gt;Halifax&lt;/a&gt; this week, I have been driving to work.&amp;nbsp; Driving does not make me happy.&amp;nbsp; I much prefer travelling on my regular commuter bus.&amp;nbsp; Driving results in car maintenance.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It doesn't make me happy to pay for car maintenance either.&amp;nbsp; Today's maintenance included 2 new all season tires.&amp;nbsp; At least I'm safe?&amp;nbsp; Or more importantly, my kids are safe when they are in the car with me.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is the &lt;a href="http://www.cupwire.ca/articles/45775"&gt;English language debate&lt;/a&gt; amongst our "national" leaders and possible contenders for the post of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prime_Minister_of_Canada"&gt;Prime Minister of Canada&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&amp;nbsp; Believe it or not, I am planning on watching.&amp;nbsp; I'm not entirely sure what this election is about!&amp;nbsp; As far as I can tell, there aren't any really pressing issues.&amp;nbsp; However, it does make me happy to know that I live in a democracy, where it is my right to have a say in the governance of my country.&amp;nbsp; I may even do my taxes while I watch...&amp;nbsp; Bureaucratic multitasking - here I come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-926594133388257827?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/926594133388257827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=926594133388257827' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/926594133388257827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/926594133388257827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2011/04/in-search-of-peace-and-happiness-day-7.html' title='In Search of Peace and Happiness - Day 7'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-3521012210699540913</id><published>2011-04-11T20:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T20:23:35.395-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace and happiness'/><title type='text'>In Search of Peace and Happiness - Day 6</title><content type='html'>Today is Monday.&amp;nbsp; Monday waited until the end to make me happy...&amp;nbsp; I was really having to think hard on the way home tonight to figure out what had made me happy.&amp;nbsp; Having to get up at 5:15am certainly didn't do it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to the dentist to have my brand new&lt;a href="http://wikisites.mcgill.ca/Dentalpedia/index.php/Bite_Plates"&gt; bite plate&lt;/a&gt; fitted didn't really make the "happy" list - although I do like going to the dentist and I understand that the &lt;a href="http://wikisites.mcgill.ca/Dentalpedia/index.php/Bite_Plates"&gt;bite plate&lt;/a&gt; may make me much happier than I could ever imagine in the end.&amp;nbsp; Considering the cost of the thing, I am definitely grateful to have decent dental coverage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even purchasing cheap milk was only a "meh" kind of thing today.&amp;nbsp; With two growing boys, dairy is a LARGE portion of my grocery bill.&amp;nbsp; I would much rather pay $6.17 for 4 litres than the usual $7.02 that I usually pay.&amp;nbsp; For any Americans, 4 litres is roughly a gallon, which is why my last stop before the border crossing is usually for 4 gallons of "half price" US milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last thing that I did today was stop and pick up the mail.&amp;nbsp; Today the mail made me very happy, and will likely keep me laughing for a while.&amp;nbsp; I found the Xrisville Road Show hiding in my mail box!&amp;nbsp; Xrisville describes itself as "a humor magazine of no fixed boundaries".&amp;nbsp; Feel free to check them out on &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user.xrisville"&gt;YouTube&lt;/a&gt; or at their &lt;a href="http://xrisville/bandcamp.com"&gt;"band camp"&lt;/a&gt; site.&amp;nbsp; In many ways, I believe that Xrisville is a peek into the psychedelic and probably mega cool brain of its creator, Christopher (Xris) Bland.&amp;nbsp; We went to high school and college together, but I didn't know him then, although I was certainly familiar with his humour and writing in college.&amp;nbsp; We only met through mutual friends later.&amp;nbsp; While it may not be everyone's cup of tea, it makes me smile.&amp;nbsp; Oh - and I got extra copies for sharing!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-3521012210699540913?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/3521012210699540913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=3521012210699540913' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/3521012210699540913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/3521012210699540913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2011/04/in-search-of-peace-and-happiness-day-6.html' title='In Search of Peace and Happiness - Day 6'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-2176725334115260409</id><published>2011-04-10T20:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T20:08:07.420-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace and happiness'/><title type='text'>In Search of Peace and Happiness - Day 5</title><content type='html'>Anyone who is a Mom, knows that the laundry is never done.&amp;nbsp; Just when you think that it is, &lt;em&gt;someone &lt;/em&gt;decides to actually check under their bed and discovers a &lt;strong&gt;massive&lt;/strong&gt; pile of stinky laundry that they &lt;strong&gt;swore &lt;/strong&gt;wasn't there yesterday.&amp;nbsp; How 5 days worth of clothing magically appears, I don't know.&amp;nbsp; I consider laundry a necessary evil - with one exception.&amp;nbsp; I enjoy ironing!&amp;nbsp; Weird?&amp;nbsp; Maybe...&amp;nbsp; And while ironing doesn't make me happy, it does bring a sense of peace and accomplishment.&amp;nbsp; You start off with the pile (or three) of rumpled things and end up with stacks and hangers of &lt;em&gt;smooth&lt;/em&gt; things.&amp;nbsp; Part of the trick is that ironing time is my thinking time.&amp;nbsp; Given the age of our house, there is no true laundry room, or family room, and because of this, iron in my bedroom.&amp;nbsp; There is no television, so I listen to the radio.&amp;nbsp; I know that public radio isn't everyone's cup of tea, but I've got to say, I &lt;strong&gt;LURVE ME&lt;/strong&gt; some &lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/radio/"&gt;CBC Radio One&lt;/a&gt; on a Sunday!&amp;nbsp; Interesting topics to challenge my mind - and my family leaves the house looking presentable to boot!&lt;br /&gt;Now - since my&amp;nbsp; home manicure is dry, I think that perhaps it is time to knit, or maybe cross stitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-2176725334115260409?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/2176725334115260409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=2176725334115260409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/2176725334115260409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/2176725334115260409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2011/04/in-search-of-peace-and-happiness-day-5.html' title='In Search of Peace and Happiness - Day 5'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-8809779066761103717</id><published>2011-04-09T19:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T19:34:11.355-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace and happiness'/><title type='text'>In Search of Peace and Happiness - Day 4</title><content type='html'>Today in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_Brunswick"&gt;New Brunswick&lt;/a&gt; has been a beautiful spring day.&amp;nbsp; It was warm enough - and sunny enough - for me to hang my laundry on the line to dry and to have a beer outside with Mr. Me.&amp;nbsp; More specifically, a nice bottle of &lt;a href="http://www.keiths.ca/index.html"&gt;Alexander Keith's IPA&lt;/a&gt;...&amp;nbsp; Being able to do either of these activities makes me happy, but doing both on the same day?&amp;nbsp; Priceless!&amp;nbsp; After what seems like an eternity of winter, it is nice that is finally warm enough that the laundry won't freeze solid (nothing like standing up your jeans in the corner) and even though there is still snow on the ground, it is warn enough in the sun to sit outside in just a sweater and be comfortable.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Having grown up in a suburban area, listening to the sounds of nature that spring brings to my dooryard while I consume the above mentioned beer brings me peace.&amp;nbsp; It makes me realize how very lucky I am to live in such a beautiful place, surrounded by nature and lots of space.&lt;br /&gt;On a different, and much sadder note, the passing of &lt;a href="http://www.mintofh.com/Obituaries/61243/"&gt;Alex LeBlanc&lt;/a&gt; has made me appreciate my children - even when they are annoying - just a little bit more.&amp;nbsp; My boys didn't know him, but he lived just one village over and they did have many mutual friends.&amp;nbsp; I can't even imagine the grief that his family must be bearing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-8809779066761103717?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/8809779066761103717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=8809779066761103717' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/8809779066761103717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/8809779066761103717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2011/04/in-search-of-peace-and-happiness-day-4.html' title='In Search of Peace and Happiness - Day 4'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-3673918775005747640</id><published>2011-04-08T16:59:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T17:12:52.648-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace and happiness'/><title type='text'>In Search of Peace and Happiness - Day 3</title><content type='html'>The boys received their report cards this week. Today was parent-teacher interviews. The fact that my boys are bright and do well in school makes me happy, but I've got to say that I really don't like parent-teacher interviews for the most part and are detrimental to any feelings of peace that I might have! However, since I needed to be around "the village" this afternoon, it did mean a day working from home. While I wouldn't want to work from home every single day, doing it sometimes - especially on a sunny Friday - does make me happy. The nice warm sunshine is making the buds on the trees and bushes swell, so leaves and flowers cannot be far behind. Knowing that spring is very much here, despite the remaining snow on the ground, also makes me happy. I had the best of intentions of taking and posting pictures of my lilac bushes, which will soon smell lovely, only to discover that my camera has been borrowed and not returned... I have yet to find the culprit - or the camera - so that will have to wait. Happy Friday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-3673918775005747640?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/3673918775005747640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=3673918775005747640' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/3673918775005747640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/3673918775005747640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2011/04/in-search-of-peace-and-happiness-day-3.html' title='In Search of Peace and Happiness - Day 3'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-5420721443104370738</id><published>2011-04-07T12:47:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T12:56:48.658-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace and happiness'/><title type='text'>In Search of Peace and Happiness - Day 2</title><content type='html'>One of the benefits of trying to find some small thing that makes me happy everyday, is that I am having to think about what makes me happy and why - and try not to take the small things for granted. Colour makes me happy! Now this shouldn't have been any great revelation, but I realized this morning that I am finding myself smiling everytime I walk by a window with a display spring clothing or other spring goods. I am loving how all of the gorgeous pinks, purples and greens make me feel. They make me feel bright and optimistic. Perhaps the winter blacks, greys and navies need to move to the back of the closet - unless I have a &lt;em&gt;very serious&lt;/em&gt; business meeting - for a little while. I am going to have to either start carrying my camera with me, or get better with my web cam, if I am going to keep this up. I would have loved to have posted photos of the windows of some of the local stores made me smile this morning. With the colours in the shops, spring flowers &lt;strong&gt;cannot&lt;/strong&gt; be far behind. Happy spring day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-5420721443104370738?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/5420721443104370738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=5420721443104370738' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/5420721443104370738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/5420721443104370738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2011/04/in-search-of-peace-and-happiness-day-2.html' title='In Search of Peace and Happiness - Day 2'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-5928221424967817177</id><published>2011-04-06T12:54:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T13:09:30.608-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peace and happiness'/><title type='text'>In Search of Peace and Happiness - Day 1</title><content type='html'>This topic might well need a warning, so here goes: As I have been in the depths of the late winter or early spring doldrums, I have been finding myself seeing the cup as being half empty all of the time. What's worse, most of the time, it looks like someone else has consumed the missing half from my cup! I can tell by their smeared lip prints &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on my cup...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;In a little experiment with myself, I am going to try to find the bright side of things for the next 30 days, and post about the little things that DO make me happy in what seems to be an increasingly annoying world. So, here we go... &lt;strong&gt;Day 1&lt;/strong&gt; - Today I am happy for&lt;a href="http://www.fred-ezone.ca/"&gt; Fred-ezone &lt;/a&gt;wifi access at &lt;a href="http://www1.gnb.ca/0003/library.asp?Code=YF"&gt;the public library&lt;/a&gt;. I can't get onto a wireless network from my office, so this has meant that I have had to leave my office to blog. Being at the library always makes me happy - although I seem to forget that when I'm not here - but the short walk in the sunshine to be able to come and blog has made me happy, too. What little - perhaps unexpected - thing has made you happy today? And yes, in true half empty fashion, you are allowed to find happiness in others' sometimes deserved misfortune - it's called&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Karma_in_Hinduism"&gt; karma&lt;/a&gt;... I'll take it wherever I can find it right now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-5928221424967817177?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/5928221424967817177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=5928221424967817177' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/5928221424967817177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/5928221424967817177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2011/04/in-search-of-peace-and-happiness-day-1.html' title='In Search of Peace and Happiness - Day 1'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-4565992435261577169</id><published>2011-03-15T21:24:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T21:34:40.044-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loving socks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finished objects'/><title type='text'>Why, Yes - I DO Still Knit!</title><content type='html'>Let's not examine how long it has been since I posted any finished objects, 'kay? I really do still knit! Perhaps I should pull out the camera a bit more often, just to prove it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These socks were given to the recipient today. It was her birthday on Sunday, but since that isn't a work day, I had intended to give them to her yesterday, but that foolish time change thing has my poor little brain more than a little bit muddled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I present Trish's birthday Jaywalkers! The yarn is &lt;a href="http://www.redheart.com/"&gt;Red Heart&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.redheart.com/finder/yarn?filters=tid:57"&gt;Heart and Sole&lt;/a&gt;, in &lt;a href="http://www.redheart.com/yarn/heart-sole/green-envy"&gt;Green Envy&lt;/a&gt;. I saw the colour, and I just *knew* what it wanted to be.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584468380150899602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8xv9PudxXb4/TYAEZ2pLo5I/AAAAAAAABOg/nYYsZOsGAWs/s400/107.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Trish's reaction, I believe we have yet another successful sock adoption.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-4565992435261577169?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/4565992435261577169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=4565992435261577169' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/4565992435261577169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/4565992435261577169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2011/03/why-yes-i-do-still-knit.html' title='Why, Yes - I DO Still Knit!'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8xv9PudxXb4/TYAEZ2pLo5I/AAAAAAAABOg/nYYsZOsGAWs/s72-c/107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-1636692162440978584</id><published>2011-02-09T19:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T20:00:13.123-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yarn stash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>Wool Share</title><content type='html'>Do you ever just happen across something that is really interesting or intriguing?  Back in December I came across a link somewhere (I don't even remember where) for the &lt;a href="http://www.stoddart.ca/"&gt;Stoddard Family Farm &lt;/a&gt;in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Little_Britain,_Ontario"&gt;Little Britain, Ontario&lt;/a&gt; - not to be confused with&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/comedy/littlebritain/"&gt; Little Britain &lt;/a&gt;(*warning - &lt;strong&gt;do not&lt;/strong&gt; click on the preceding link if you are offended by politically incorrect humour).  Considering that Mr. Me and I live on part of the land that was original granted to his family when they came from &lt;a href="http://www.donegal.ie/"&gt;Donegal, Ireland &lt;/a&gt;in 1820, I found the story of the farm quite charming, and in an era when I think most of us are trying to be at least a little bit more responsible with our planet, I really like what they are doing.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was closer so that I could purchase &lt;a href="http://stoddart.myshopify.com/"&gt;meat and egg shares &lt;/a&gt;- but they would spoil in the shipping.  However, one of the many beauties of wool is that it doesn't spoil.  Yes, I bought &lt;a href="http://www.stoddart.ca/wool/"&gt;a wool share&lt;/a&gt;!  My first skein arrived last week.  The colourway is called "Fire".  I am away on business again and don't have either the yarn or the camera with me, but I will try to post a picture of it later.  I'm not a huge fan of orange, but the colour truly does remind me of a campfire - and I&lt;em&gt; love&lt;/em&gt; a good campfire...  Now - what shall I make?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  Once I sort that out and make it, can you all head over to Facebook and "Like" it for me?  There could be another&lt;a href="http://www.stoddart.ca/wool/"&gt; wool share &lt;/a&gt;in it for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-1636692162440978584?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/1636692162440978584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=1636692162440978584' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/1636692162440978584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/1636692162440978584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2011/02/wool-share.html' title='Wool Share'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-2951710438570904958</id><published>2011-01-17T21:23:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T21:42:56.263-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yarn stash'/><title type='text'>Is It Breeding?</title><content type='html'>I only asked for one thing for Christmas this year.  I asked for a laptop.  I had become very tired of having to fight off the boys (all three of them) for computer time.  Mr. Me got me a lovely&lt;a href="http://www.sonystyle.ca/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/CategoryDisplay?catalogId=100803&amp;amp;storeId=20153&amp;amp;langId=200&amp;amp;identifier=S_NB_W"&gt; little pink Sony VAIO&lt;/a&gt;.  I don't know the model, but it is a very cute little computer so I can take her anywhere - and I love her!&lt;br /&gt;Over the Christmas holidays I decided that I would start to actually catalogue my stash on &lt;a href="https://www.ravelry.com/account/login"&gt;Ravelry&lt;/a&gt;.  Even though we all know that sock yarn isn't really stash, I decided that I would start with it anyways...  I don't have photos of all of the yarn - since I haven't upgraded to&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/upgrade/"&gt; Flickr Pro &lt;/a&gt;yet - but spend some time patiently sorting and cataloguing one storage tote of sock yarn.&lt;br /&gt;It was a very interesting experience!  I'm not done yet, but have determined that I &lt;em&gt;easily&lt;/em&gt; have enough sock yarn for 50 pairs...  I could probably have entered the 52 Pair Plunge and new had to buy a skein of yarn.  When did I buy it all?  I don't even recognize some of it!!!  If it wasn't a ludicrous idea, I would suspect some other knitter of storing their yarn in my stash...  Some of it is that unfamiliar!  Maybe the sock yarn is breeding?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-2951710438570904958?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/2951710438570904958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=2951710438570904958' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/2951710438570904958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/2951710438570904958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2011/01/is-it-breeding.html' title='Is It Breeding?'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-8467211837460633923</id><published>2010-12-28T15:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T15:53:23.424-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>Forgive Me Readers...</title><content type='html'>Forgive me readers for I have not blogged.  It has been more than 10 months since I have blogged.  I have missed it.  I have missed the outlet and the interaction that blogging gives me.  Much of it has been because of the new position that I accepted last February.  It has been very interesting, but also very draining.  Truth be told, for many people it would also fall into the category of extremely boring...  Not many people are passionate about &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Internal_control"&gt;internal control&lt;/a&gt; and the implementation of the &lt;a href="http://www.tbs-sct.gc.ca/pol/doc-eng.aspx?id=15258&amp;amp;section=text"&gt;Policy on Internal Control.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from work, I have been knitting (but I have not been good about documenting my work), raising the sons, trying to keep the sons and Mr. Me in line and all of the other things that day to day life requires.  Tiger?  He is still in charge, although I still struggle to do his bidding.&lt;br /&gt;As the current position nears an end, I hope very much to get back into both blogging and blog reading.  I've missed you all.  I hope that everyone of you has had a satisfying 2010 and that 2011 will bring you all good things - or baring that, opportunities for growth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-8467211837460633923?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/8467211837460633923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=8467211837460633923' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/8467211837460633923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/8467211837460633923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2010/12/forgive-me-readers.html' title='Forgive Me Readers...'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-4019329976314876565</id><published>2010-02-19T22:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T22:45:20.682-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;ask me a ?&quot;'/><title type='text'>Rumours of My Death...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Rumors of my death have been greatly exaggerated."  &lt;a href="http://www.twainquotes.com/Death.html"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Mark Twain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Although my fellow (and much more famous) Canadian, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gordon_Lightfoot"&gt;Gordon &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lightfoot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, could also be created with the quote given his recent &lt;a href="http://www.ecanadanow.com/entertainment/2010/02/19/canadas-gordon-lightfoot-not-dead/"&gt;non-death experience&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;So, what's my excuse for &lt;a href="http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2010/01/three-and-ask-me-question-contest.html"&gt;launching a contest &lt;/a&gt;and then falling off the fall of the planet for about 3 weeks?  Well, I applied for a different job...  I never, ever, in a million years, thought that I would be offered the position!  I haven't officially started it yet, but I'm doing double duty these days.  What with travelling much more frequently than I have in years, blogging (either reading or writing) has fallen way to the bottom of the "to do" list.  Keeping my head from exploding from all of the information that I'm trying to cram into it seems to be my priority right now.&lt;br /&gt;I will say that I was not overwhelmed with entries this time, and yes, I do still have to formally compile them, but I believe that based upon the rules, I have 3 contestants.  What does this mean?  Everyone will be a winner!!!  There is a possible 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;, I believe, who may just get a runner up and thanks for participating prize.  Since I was away, I even did a little prize shopping for the winners.  I need to take photos of this part of the prizes...  And then I need to figure out how to replicate them!&lt;br /&gt;So thanks to those of you who participated, and yes, I do still owe you some answers.  I think that I have &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;everyone's&lt;/span&gt; e-mail address, so over the next couple of days, prize discussions will be entered into.  Stay tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-4019329976314876565?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/4019329976314876565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=4019329976314876565' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/4019329976314876565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/4019329976314876565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2010/02/rumours-of-my-death.html' title='Rumours of My Death...'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-5452363738721585085</id><published>2010-01-27T19:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T20:12:25.076-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;ask me a ?&quot;'/><title type='text'>Ask Me a ? - An Answer</title><content type='html'>This contest might not be too hard to keep track of if it doesn't pick up significantly!  So far, I have 3 questions, which I'm going to try to answer in the same order that they were asked.&lt;br /&gt;Here is &lt;a href="http://3redgurlz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sharon's&lt;/a&gt; question: &lt;em&gt;If I were to take a vacation to Halifax - how far are you from there?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll start by telling you a little bit about &lt;a href="http://3redgurlz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sharon&lt;/a&gt; - she was a downstream swap partner of mine!  I had a great time shopping for her and her 2 beautiful daughters, too.  As a single working Mom to 2 growing girls, she hasn't been blogging recently.  I miss reading her posts, but &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;completely&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; get that life sometimes gets in the way of doing fun things.  Like me, &lt;a href="http://3redgurlz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sharon&lt;/a&gt; is Canadian and is a federal civil servant...&lt;br /&gt;So - who's planning a trip to &lt;a href="http://www.halifaxinfo.com/"&gt;Halifax&lt;/a&gt;?  Anyone???  When are you coming??? &lt;br /&gt;By car, I am approximately 4 hours away from &lt;a href="http://www.halifaxinfo.com/"&gt;Halifax&lt;/a&gt;.  That is much shorter than what it was when I first moved to &lt;a href="http://www.thecanadianencyclopedia.com/index.cfm?PgNm=TCE&amp;amp;Params=A1ARTA0005113"&gt;the Maritimes&lt;/a&gt;.  At that time, it was probably almost double that long.  Way back then, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Trans-Canada_Highway"&gt;the Trans Canada Highway&lt;/a&gt;, was a two lane highway through &lt;a href="http://www.thecanadianencyclopedia.com/index.cfm?PgNm=TCE&amp;amp;Params=A1ARTA0005113"&gt;the Maritime provinces&lt;/a&gt;.  It is now a four lane divided highway the whole way from &lt;a href="http://www.fredericton.ca/en/index.asp"&gt;Fredericton&lt;/a&gt; to &lt;a href="http://www.halifaxinfo.com/"&gt;Halifax&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If you let me know when you're coming, I could even come down to &lt;a href="http://www.halifaxinfo.com/"&gt;Halifax&lt;/a&gt; to meet you.  I went to school at &lt;a href="http://www.dal.ca/"&gt;Dalhousie University&lt;/a&gt;, and still know the city pretty well.  We could go to Tangled Skeins - I can't find a website and &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; hope that they're still around...  Catch &lt;a href="http://www.halifax.ca/metrotransit/ferries.html"&gt;the ferry&lt;/a&gt; across the harbour...  Go shopping at &lt;a href="http://www.theloophalifax.ca/"&gt;The Loop&lt;/a&gt;...  Wander along &lt;a href="http://www.halifaxkiosk.com/halifax-tour/The-Waterfront.php"&gt;the waterfront &lt;/a&gt;or up &lt;a href="http://www.tourcanada.com/citadel.htm"&gt;Citadel Hill&lt;/a&gt;...  Maybe check out &lt;a href="http://www.pointpleasantpark.ca/en/home/default.aspx"&gt;Point Pleasant Park&lt;/a&gt;?  Eventually heading to the &lt;a href="http://www.hydrostonemarket.ca/"&gt;Hydrostone Market&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.lkyarns.com/"&gt;LK Yarns &lt;/a&gt;and maybe a bite to eat at &lt;a href="http://www.hydrostonemarket.ca/Foodpages/juliens.html"&gt;one of the restaurants&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;What's that?  You want to come to &lt;a href="http://new-brunswick.net/"&gt;New Brunswick&lt;/a&gt;?  Hmmm...  That is going to take a little more planning since we want to do fibre stuff, right?  I'll get thinking about this and give this question a 2 part answer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-5452363738721585085?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/5452363738721585085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=5452363738721585085' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/5452363738721585085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/5452363738721585085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2010/01/ask-me-an-answer.html' title='Ask Me a ? - An Answer'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-1076740621288111213</id><published>2010-01-25T14:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T14:56:12.940-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;ask me a ?&quot;'/><title type='text'>"Ask Me a ?" - The Devil is in the Details</title><content type='html'>I'm getting some questions...  There seems to be a theme to them:  travel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up in the middle of the night thinking about what I had forgotten: the contest closing date and time.  Since I like to give people lots of time to think about things, the contest will be open until midnight February 7th, which will give a full 2 weeks.  That's midnight Atlantic time...  Although if I wake up on the morning of the 8th and find an entry there, I probably won't quibble.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-1076740621288111213?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/1076740621288111213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=1076740621288111213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/1076740621288111213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/1076740621288111213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2010/01/ask-me-the-devil-is-in-details.html' title='&quot;Ask Me a ?&quot; - The Devil is in the Details'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-5162316555977603946</id><published>2010-01-24T10:59:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T11:29:46.852-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='&quot;ask me a ?&quot;'/><title type='text'>Three - and the "Ask Me a Question" Contest</title><content type='html'>Today marks my third blogiversary!  I don't seem to blog as much as I used to, but that might have something to do with the fact that I've pretty well given up on swaps.  I didn't start blogging so that I could swap, but it just seemed to be part of the natural evolution of my life as a blogger.  Don't get me wrong, I have had some great and excellent swapping adventures but I've also had a couple of not so great swapping adventures and it seemed to make me feel insecure.  I mean, what if my upstream pal didn't like me and wasn't into it because they were disappointed in having me as their downstream pal?  Worse still, what if my downstream pal &lt;em&gt;hated&lt;/em&gt; the package that I had prepared when it arrived?  And I never ever felt like I had pulled together a great package no matter how much time, effort and - let's face it - money I had invested.  Oh - the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;angst&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of it all!  At least swapping provided lots of inspiration for blog posts? &lt;br /&gt;When I think about why I first started blogging, I think that the reasons that I have continued to blog are pretty well the same.  While I like (love?) getting comments from others about either my opinions or my work, I think that I still blog primarily for myself.  Perhaps it is a means of validating my own feelings and opinions and means of distancing from whatever I've made so that I can see things in a different light.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't do anything special last year for my second blogiversary, but this year, I think that it is time to have a bit of a celebration again.  I think that I feel a contest coming on...  Here is what I want you to do for me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ask me a question&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - something you want to know about me or to have my opinion on.  Please try to avoid anything that may be controversial since ideally I would like to be able to blog the answers.  If it isn't appropriate for blogging, but I'm still inclined to answer, make sure that I have your e-mail.  You'll get an entry for your question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post about this on your blog, and you've got another entry.  Make sure that you let me know that you've done this.  For people that come to this via your referral, you're in like Flynn with yet another entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea how many prizes I'm awarding this time, although I know that there will be at least two...  I have two extra copies of the first &lt;a href="http://store.vogueknitting.com/c-8-debbie-bliss-magazine.aspx"&gt;Debbie Bliss&lt;/a&gt; magazine that will definitely be up for grabs.  Who know what else the stash will cough up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-5162316555977603946?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/5162316555977603946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=5162316555977603946' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/5162316555977603946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/5162316555977603946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2010/01/three-and-ask-me-question-contest.html' title='Three - and the &quot;Ask Me a Question&quot; Contest'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-4562525444583151668</id><published>2010-01-24T10:36:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T10:59:16.384-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finished objects'/><title type='text'>Winter Wear</title><content type='html'>Yup - the thermometer and all the white stuff on the ground confirms that it is indeed WINTER! Now I don't think that I would want to live somewhere where there weren't really four seasons, I do find that Winter always seems to stick around far longer than it really needs too... Mr. Me and Older Son enjoy skiing, but for someone like myself who is perhaps a little accident prone, hurtling down a hill at any sort of speed does not seem like the smartest idea ever. I tried it once. I didn't even make it to the top of the bunny hill... I'm telling you, it just isn't natural!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So - what do I recommend to help oneself get through the long and cold days of Winter? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Handknit&lt;/span&gt; Winter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Woolies&lt;/span&gt;, of course! Let's start with my newest hat. I'm calling it my Violet Hat in honour of the colourway of the yarn. It's original name is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Asminah's&lt;/span&gt; Hat and you can find the pattern &lt;a href="http://www.kodymayknits.com/2006_11_15_archive.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. I'd agree with &lt;a href="http://www.kodymayknits.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kody&lt;/span&gt; May &lt;/a&gt;that the hat is hard to photograph, but it was a nice fun and easy knit. I did modify the crochet edging a bit. My final round is reverse single crochet, since I like the kind of picot look that it creates. One ball of yarn... Almost nothing left. We'll call that an efficient use of yarn.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430315858666894178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/S1xbgJ4Cs2I/AAAAAAAABOA/OW8hD562eXk/s400/No+Braces+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Right - so that is my head taken care of... Let's move on to the neck. I've &lt;a href="http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/11/normal-service.html"&gt;talked about it&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/11/dont-judge-book-by-its-cover.html"&gt;it has been done for a while&lt;/a&gt;, but I've only just gotten around to gets pictures of it - my &lt;a href="http://mimknits.com/wordpress/?p=332"&gt;Flutter Scarf&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;a href="http://www.malabrigoyarn.com/component/option,com_wrapper/Itemid,34/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Malabrigo&lt;/span&gt; Lace&lt;/a&gt; in Cactus Flower, which I don't see in the colour selection but is a great shade of pink... Yum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/S1xbFabeLeI/AAAAAAAABNw/RKaAtOyjxkE/s1600-h/No+Braces+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430315399253994978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/S1xbFabeLeI/AAAAAAAABNw/RKaAtOyjxkE/s400/No+Braces+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430315613643274018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/S1xbR5F29yI/AAAAAAAABN4/G9Uu386h5AE/s400/No+Braces+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And since I can't leave anything alone it seems and like sparkly stuff, I added some beads to the cast off edges. I love, love, love this scarf. Hope that it looks as good on me as it does on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;newel&lt;/span&gt; post!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-4562525444583151668?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/4562525444583151668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=4562525444583151668' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/4562525444583151668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/4562525444583151668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2010/01/winter-wear.html' title='Winter Wear'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/S1xbgJ4Cs2I/AAAAAAAABOA/OW8hD562eXk/s72-c/No+Braces+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-3352824690470890286</id><published>2010-01-19T21:28:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T21:33:41.712-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>Last Thursday Older Son's braces came off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Before:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428628238257918354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/S1Zcnt8EkZI/AAAAAAAABNg/fT-UKOHnScY/s400/No+Braces+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428628421331368034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/S1ZcyX8LuGI/AAAAAAAABNo/VMJUrvI50aU/s400/No+Braces+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Isn't he handsome?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-3352824690470890286?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/3352824690470890286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=3352824690470890286' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/3352824690470890286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/3352824690470890286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2010/01/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/S1Zcnt8EkZI/AAAAAAAABNg/fT-UKOHnScY/s72-c/No+Braces+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-1540017485862652060</id><published>2010-01-18T20:43:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T20:52:10.459-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>We're All Getting Older...</title><content type='html'>Well, this blog turns 3 on the 24th of this month...&lt;br /&gt;And Older Son turns 14 on the 29th of this month...&lt;br /&gt;But they're both still younger than my niece, Princess Knitsalot, who turned 21 on the 14th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428246402548793570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/S1UBV9E2gOI/AAAAAAAABNY/Kx4E0h2Xxyw/s400/No+Braces+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How's that for a hideous picture of me?  It is a toss up as to which is more heinous - me or the wallpaper!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The cake was a team effort.  Older Son and I made it together.  He is in charge of icing and other decorating.  He will make someone a good husband someday!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-1540017485862652060?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/1540017485862652060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=1540017485862652060' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/1540017485862652060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/1540017485862652060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2010/01/were-all-getting-older.html' title='We&apos;re All Getting Older...'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/S1UBV9E2gOI/AAAAAAAABNY/Kx4E0h2Xxyw/s72-c/No+Braces+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-3782649334202728597</id><published>2010-01-08T19:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T20:04:08.810-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>Instant Gratification</title><content type='html'>More and more we live in a world of instant gratification. Everyone wants everything &lt;em&gt;now!&lt;/em&gt; Whether I like it or not, I find myself sometimes falling into this exact same trap.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I received an e-mail from our friends at &lt;a href="http://www.knitpicks.com/knitting.cfm"&gt;Knitpicks&lt;/a&gt; about their &lt;a href="http://www.knitpicks.com/patterns/Independent_Designer_Knitting_Patterns__L300229.html?intmedid=Right3:IDP"&gt;indie down loadable patterns&lt;/a&gt;.  There are some very tempting patterns over there...  Now the pattern part fulfills the need for instant gratification, but would someone &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;please&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; figure out how to download the yarn, too?  Otherwise, I'm still going to have to wait for the yarn to arrive...  I find that somehow very unfulfilling.  I wonder how far away we really are from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Star_Trek"&gt;Star Trek&lt;/a&gt; style &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Transporter_(Star_Trek)"&gt;transporters&lt;/a&gt; - that could work, too. &lt;br /&gt;In the interests of trying to curb the trend towards the need for instant gratification, I have decided to allow this post, my 300th to pass as a regular post.  I think that I may do something to celebrate my 3rd blogiversary at the end of the month instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh - and HAPPY NEW YEAR!  May 2010 be filled with exquisite fibres and items always knit perfectly to "gauge".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-3782649334202728597?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/3782649334202728597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=3782649334202728597' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/3782649334202728597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/3782649334202728597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2010/01/instant-gratification.html' title='Instant Gratification'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-651125976405959890</id><published>2009-12-28T15:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T15:55:41.641-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Winter Wonderland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Let It Snow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SzkMeEddnVI/AAAAAAAABNQ/_W87kjOC6ic/s1600-h/Christmas+2009+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420377337250028882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SzkMeEddnVI/AAAAAAAABNQ/_W87kjOC6ic/s400/Christmas+2009+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This gentleman greeted me in the yarn when I got home from work on Wednesday last week.  It was a perfect snowman day last Wednesday...  Unfortunately it has stayed warm so Mr. Snowman has deteriorated, but the picture commemorates his brief existence nicely.&lt;br /&gt;Next post marks 300 for me.  Perhaps I should do something special?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-651125976405959890?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/651125976405959890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=651125976405959890' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/651125976405959890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/651125976405959890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/12/let-it-snow.html' title='Let It Snow!'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SzkMeEddnVI/AAAAAAAABNQ/_W87kjOC6ic/s72-c/Christmas+2009+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-3901003315575083315</id><published>2009-12-09T16:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T09:38:27.049-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the bus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contest answers...'/><title type='text'>Have You Ever Got a Whale in the Mail?</title><content type='html'>I know that that sounds both unlikely and rather like a possible title for a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dr._Seuss"&gt;Dr. Seuss &lt;/a&gt;book, but that is exactly what I got in the mail on Monday! Not an &lt;a href="http://www.orca-live.net/"&gt;Orca&lt;/a&gt; like &lt;a href="http://www.seaworld.com/sitepage.aspx?PageID=375"&gt;Shamu&lt;/a&gt; or a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sperm_Whale"&gt;White Sperm Whale &lt;/a&gt;like &lt;a href="http://books.google.ca/books?id=cyrMu-gkGQQC&amp;amp;dq=moby+dick&amp;amp;printsec=frontcover&amp;amp;source=bn&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;ei=__UgS4TtE5HClAf5-8mHCg&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=book_result&amp;amp;ct=result&amp;amp;resnum=4&amp;amp;ved=0CBgQ6AEwAw#v=onepage&amp;amp;q=&amp;amp;f=false"&gt;Moby Dick&lt;/a&gt;, but a way cute little purple whale swimming in a sea of flowers. He is the sweetest little bag - perfect for knitting notions - from &lt;a href="http://piddleloop.com/"&gt;Piddleloop&lt;/a&gt;. I won him in &lt;a href="http://chanknits.wordpress.com/"&gt;Chan's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://chanknits.wordpress.com/2009/10/26/check-your-tickets/"&gt;Blessings&lt;/a&gt; contest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(I borrowed the photo from the &lt;a href="http://piddleloop.com/"&gt;Piddleloop&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://piddleloop.com/blog/entry/giving-again/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;.  I hope they don't mind.  &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/piddleee"&gt;Their Etsy shop is here&lt;/a&gt;...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413596152051345490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SyD1BJBxKFI/AAAAAAAABNI/pUhc8FynN0U/s400/mrwhale.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://chanknits.wordpress.com/"&gt;Chan&lt;/a&gt; is always a good read. Her fur girls are adorable but what I enjoy most is that her life is very real. Perhaps I just have issues, but some overachieving bloggers make me feel (clearly not intentional - like I said, my issues) inadequate.  Don't get me wrong - &lt;a href="http://chanknits.wordpress.com/"&gt;Chan's&lt;/a&gt; life is busy - but it is balanced...  I like that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-3901003315575083315?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/3901003315575083315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=3901003315575083315' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/3901003315575083315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/3901003315575083315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/12/have-you-ever-got-whale-in-mail.html' title='Have You Ever Got a Whale in the Mail?'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SyD1BJBxKFI/AAAAAAAABNI/pUhc8FynN0U/s72-c/mrwhale.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-347422270583553974</id><published>2009-11-30T20:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T20:57:50.260-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>Black Friday Post Mortem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a name="lyrics8"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The Shopper in the Mall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shopper in the mall &lt;em&gt;at 4am&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;The shopper in the mall &lt;em&gt;at 4 am&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Hi, ho the derry-o,&lt;br /&gt;The shopper in the mall at &lt;em&gt;4 am&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shopper takes a cart,&lt;br /&gt;The shopper takes a cart,&lt;br /&gt;Hi, ho the derry-o,&lt;br /&gt;The shopper takes a cart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The cart holds a &lt;a href="http://www.dickssportinggoods.com/product/index.jsp?productId=2204049&amp;amp;cp=2367438.2367454.2791768.2791770.2806307"&gt;&lt;em&gt;turqouise hooded sweatshirt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;The cart holds a &lt;a href="http://www.dickssportinggoods.com/product/index.jsp?productId=2204049&amp;amp;cp=2367438.2367454.2791768.2791770.2806307"&gt;&lt;em&gt;turqouise hooded sweatshirt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Hi, ho the derry-o,&lt;br /&gt;The cart holds a &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dickssportinggoods.com/product/index.jsp?productId=2204049&amp;amp;cp=2367438.2367454.2791768.2791770.2806307"&gt;turqouise hooded sweatshirt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;em&gt;sweatshirt&lt;/em&gt; needs &lt;em&gt;2 Gap t-shirts&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;em&gt;sweatshirt&lt;/em&gt; needs &lt;em&gt;2 Gap t-shirts&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Hi, ho the derry-o,&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;em&gt;sweatshirt&lt;/em&gt; needs &lt;em&gt;2 Gap t-shirts&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;em&gt;t-shirts&lt;/em&gt; needs &lt;em&gt;jeans&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;em&gt;t-shirts&lt;/em&gt; needs &lt;em&gt;jeans&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Hi, ho the derry-o,&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;em&gt;t-shirts&lt;/em&gt; needs &lt;em&gt;jeans&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;em&gt;jeans&lt;/em&gt; need &lt;em&gt;new shoes (and boots!),&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;em&gt;jeans&lt;/em&gt; need &lt;em&gt;new shoes (and boots!),&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi, ho the derry-o,&lt;br /&gt;The&lt;em&gt; jeans&lt;/em&gt; need &lt;em&gt;new shoes (and boots!).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;em&gt;shoes (and boots)&lt;/em&gt; need a purse,&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;em&gt;shoes (and boots)&lt;/em&gt; need a purse,&lt;br /&gt;Hi, ho the derry-o,&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;em&gt;shoes (and boots)&lt;/em&gt; need a purse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purse needs a &lt;em&gt;downfilled jacket&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;The purse needs a &lt;em&gt;downfilled jacket&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Hi, ho the derry-o,&lt;br /&gt;The purse needs a &lt;em&gt;downfilled jacket&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wallet stands empty,&lt;br /&gt;The wallet stands empty,&lt;br /&gt;Hi, ho the derry-o,&lt;br /&gt;The wallet stands empty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And I did some Christmas shopping, too! A good time was had even though no fibre was purchased. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Big, big, big fun!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I am working on my laptop in a hotel room and am having trouble adding product links. I'll come back - okay?  And maybe some formatting issues, too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-347422270583553974?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/347422270583553974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=347422270583553974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/347422270583553974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/347422270583553974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/11/black-friday-post-mortem.html' title='Black Friday Post Mortem'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-8937409711277954778</id><published>2009-11-26T13:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T13:17:30.984-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>Black Friday Here I Come!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a name="lyrics8"&gt;The Shopper in the Mall &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The shopper in the mall,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The shopper in the mall&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi, ho the derry-o,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The shopper in the mall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The shopper takes a cart, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The shopper takes a cart,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi, ho the derry-o,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The shopper takes a cart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The cart holds a sweater,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The cart holds a sweater,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi, ho the derry-o,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The cart holds a sweater.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The sweater needs a shirt,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The sweater needs a shirt,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi, ho the derry-o,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The sweater needs a shirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The shirt needs a skirt,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The shirt needs a skirt,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi, ho the derry-o,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The shirt needs a skirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The skirt needs new shoes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The skirt needs new shoes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi, ho the derry-o,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The skirt needs new shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The shoes need a purse,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The shoes need a purse,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi, ho the derry-o,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The shoes need a purse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The purse needs a coat,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The purse needs a coat,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi, ho the derry-o,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The purse needs a coat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The wallet stands empty,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The wallet stands empty,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hi, ho the derry-o,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The wallet stands empty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-8937409711277954778?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/8937409711277954778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=8937409711277954778' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/8937409711277954778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/8937409711277954778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/11/black-friday-here-i-come.html' title='Black Friday Here I Come!'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-8071181123111008992</id><published>2009-11-16T19:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T19:44:43.717-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats and knitters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>Don't Judge a Book By Its Cover</title><content type='html'>After my Saturday post, I had the very best of intentions of taking some photos and posting them yesterday.  However, my gorgeous sunny Saturday had turned into a very wet and rainy Sunday.  Outdoor photos were definitely not in the mix and that was what I had had in mind...&lt;br /&gt;It &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; an excellent day for both knitting and reading!  I finished the &lt;a href="http://mimknits.com/wordpress/?p=332"&gt;Flutter Scarf &lt;/a&gt;and it is now happily blocking and I knit a swatch for a couple of felted &lt;a href="http://www.kelpknits.com/2007/04/27/dotty-cat-bed-pattern/"&gt;cat beds &lt;/a&gt;that I plan on making as Christmas presents for my brother-in-law and his wife.  I can hear some of you thinking "Why on earth would she swatch something like that?"  Reading the pattern it didn't make sense.  Fortunately, knitting it did.&lt;br /&gt;On the reading front, I started the third &lt;a href="http://www.elizabethlenhard.com/modules/content/index.php?id=1"&gt;Chicks With Sticks&lt;/a&gt; book, &lt;a href="http://www.elizabethlenhard.com/modules/content/index.php?id=1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Knitwise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  Yes, I've taken to reading "young adult" books.  Not all the time, but sometimes...  I've also just finished &lt;a href="http://www.stepheniemeyer.com/newmoon.html"&gt;New Moon&lt;/a&gt;.  While it isn't great literature, it was an enjoyable and distracting read.  I'm not sure what it says about me that I keep expecting the vampires to pull out their knitting and work a few rows.  (No - I'm not making that up.  I kept wondering what they were knitting...  Perhaps I require professional help?)&lt;br /&gt;My current reading material may be a backlash kind of reaction to a recent encounter I had at the local &lt;a href="http://www.quiznos.ca/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Quizno's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at lunch one day recently.  I usually get take out if I'm buying lunch, but on that particular day, one of our techies was working on my computer so I figured I might as well take my book and eat "out".  Being easily bored, I started to read my book while I waited for my order.  What was I reading?  &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Trainspotting-Irvine-Welsh/dp/0393057240"&gt;Trainspotting&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.irvinewelsh.net/"&gt;Irvine Welsh&lt;/a&gt;.  (The book is much better than the movie.) &lt;br /&gt;The "dude" behind the counter looks at it and asks me &lt;em&gt;"You're reading &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Trainspotting-Irvine-Welsh/dp/0393057240"&gt;Trainspotting&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;???!!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking it was pretty obvious, my reply was "Yes..."&lt;br /&gt;He made some other comments but the gist of them was he thought that it was really &lt;strong&gt;COOL&lt;/strong&gt; that I was reading &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Trainspotting-Irvine-Welsh/dp/0393057240"&gt;Trainspotting&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Then it was my turn to ask a question:  "You mean that do didn't expect someone that looks like me to be reading a book like this?"&lt;br /&gt;His reply?  A rather &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;embarrassed&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Um&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;em&gt;yeah&lt;/em&gt;...!!!"&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not sure whether I should be insulted or not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-8071181123111008992?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/8071181123111008992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=8071181123111008992' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/8071181123111008992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/8071181123111008992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/11/dont-judge-book-by-its-cover.html' title='Don&apos;t Judge a Book By Its Cover'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-6388277898564669528</id><published>2009-11-14T12:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T13:13:20.974-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loving socks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumpy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finished objects'/><title type='text'>Normal Service</title><content type='html'>Attention all blog readers who may have survived my unexplained absence, we will now attempt to resume normal service...&lt;br /&gt;I could try and claim that I had been abducted by aliens or was just recovering from &lt;a href="http://www.phac-aspc.gc.ca/alert-alerte/h1n1/index-eng.php"&gt;H1N1&lt;/a&gt;, but the reality is that nothing in my life seems to be either simple or normal these days. Why? Who the heck knows!&lt;br /&gt;Part of it may be that I'm feeling more than a little disgruntled with humankind in general in most aspects of my life. Ever since I started blogging, I have always posted a &lt;a href="http://www.vac-acc.gc.ca/remembers/sub.cfm?source=history/other/remember"&gt;Remembrance Day&lt;/a&gt; post because I truly think that it is important to acknowledge the sacrifices that have been made, and are being made, to protect our way of life. This year I didn't. I couldn't imagine what was going through the minds of the people who did &lt;a href="http://www.ctv.ca/servlet/ArticleNews/story/CTVNews/20091110/cenotaph_vandalized_091110/20091110?hub=Canada&amp;amp;s_name="&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; the weekend before &lt;a href="http://www.vac-acc.gc.ca/remembers/sub.cfm?source=history/other/remember"&gt;Remembrance Day&lt;/a&gt;. And then to read about &lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/canada/new-brunswick/story/2009/11/10/nb-poppy-theft-201.html?ref=rss"&gt;thieves stealing poppy money&lt;/a&gt;? Too much!&lt;br /&gt;And while I haven't really had &lt;a href="http://www.phac-aspc.gc.ca/alert-alerte/h1n1/index-eng.php"&gt;H1N1&lt;/a&gt;, it hasn't been far from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;anyone's&lt;/span&gt; mind recently it seems. Here in New Brunswick, children under 18 have been identified as a priority group, so both of my boys have had their shots. Younger Son may have to get a second shot, since he is only 9, but at least we've started the process. Do I mind waiting in line to get my kids vaccinated? No. Do I mind waiting to get my shot? No. I am quite certain that there are others far more in need of the vaccine than a 45 year old woman who is in good health. Do I mind people &lt;em&gt;lying&lt;/em&gt; so that they can get theirs'? Yes!!! Especially when it means that people who are either more susceptible to infection or more likely to be required to attend to people who are ill don't get their shot.&lt;br /&gt;When I look at this overall, it makes we wonder about the state of our society in general. More and more we seem to be living in a world where individuals seem incapable of feeling and demonstrating compassion, empathy and basic morality. It makes me cranky! And I'm pretty sure that you don't all want to read cranky blog posts all the time. Sometimes - sure - but not all the time.&lt;br /&gt;What's that? Knitting? Yes! I have been knitting. The problem is that I haven't been taking photos... I currently have a &lt;a href="http://www.flintknits.com/patterns/ladysweater.pdf"&gt;February Lady Sweater&lt;/a&gt;, a &lt;a href="http://mimknits.com/wordpress/?p=332"&gt;Flutter Scarf &lt;/a&gt;and some basic socks actively on the needles. I also have a pile of "to be photographed and blogged about items", too. Maybe I should go and plug in the camera batteries to recharge...&lt;br /&gt;To anyone still out there, thanks for sticking around. I hope that you're all enjoying a lovely weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-6388277898564669528?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/6388277898564669528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=6388277898564669528' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/6388277898564669528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/6388277898564669528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/11/normal-service.html' title='Normal Service'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-1718465014176939338</id><published>2009-10-19T20:10:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T20:40:12.916-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contest answers... just rambling'/><title type='text'>National Pizza Month</title><content type='html'>Some ideas are so good they should just be adopted by all, don't you think?  National Pizza Month would have to be one of those.  But then my kids would tell you that EVERY month should be International Pizza Month!  How did I find out it was National Pizza Month?  Have a look &lt;a href="http://chanknits.wordpress.com/2009/10/19/pink-pizza/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and then you probably want to have a look at this too to really get the skinny on &lt;a href="http://chanknits.wordpress.com/"&gt;Chan's Big Blessed Bash&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I try very hard not to spoil my boys with material things, but they do get lots of spoiling with love, handknit socks and the like and homemade food.  My children have &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;never ever&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; celebrated a birthday with a store bought cake.  They will eat store bought cake out of politeness, but they really don't like it...  Pizza is in the same category.  They will eat takeout pizza or made from a box pizza, but they really &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;much prefer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; true homemade pizza.  I always make homemade pizza for their birthday parties.  Considering that Older Son will be 14 on his next birthday, feeding his friends requires a LOT of pizza!&lt;br /&gt;The pizza crust recipe that follows is from &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Cucina-Di-Pasquale-Italian-Gourmet/dp/0920197019"&gt;Italian Gourmet Cooking&lt;/a&gt; by the late &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pasquale_Carpino"&gt;Chef Pasquale Carpino&lt;/a&gt;.  I believe that the book is long out of print, but hopefully having properly given the source of and credit for the recipe, I haven't violated anyone's intellectual property.  If you find the book used, you might want to pick it up.  I love his recipes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pizza -&lt;br /&gt;1 packet dry yeast (this is equal to 1 Tbsp. is you buy your yeast by the jar)&lt;br /&gt;2 cups warm water&lt;br /&gt;4 cups flour&lt;br /&gt;2 eggs&lt;br /&gt;2 Tbsp. sugar&lt;br /&gt;4 Tbsp. oil (I prefer to use olive oil)&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp. salt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put the yeast in the warm water.  Stir until dissolved.  Let sit for a few minutes.  (I let it sit for about 10 minutes.)  Add the eggs, sugar, salt and oil.  Whisk until the mixture foams.  Add the first 3 cups of flour and stir until all of the liquid has been absorbed.  Work in the remaining flour bit by bit with your hands.  (Having made this recipe in many different locations, I will say that the amount of flour will vary depending on atmospheric conditions.  I have on occasion had to add as much as 6 cups.)  Knead the dough until it is smooth and soft, like bread dough.  Divide the dough into 4 sections and shape each into a round "patty".  Place on a flour surface, cover with a towel and allow to rise for approx. 40 to 60 minutes.  Each section makes on approx. 12 - 15 inch pizza.&lt;br /&gt;To make your pizza, place your rolled dough on an oiled pan.  Fill your crust with your favourite ingredients.  You can bake all four pizzas at once, or - here is the real beauty of this recipe - you can freeze the rest of the dough and use it later!  Bake your pizza for 20 minutes at 450 degrees F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As part of Older Son's "domestication" training, he is able to make this on his own.  I plan on turning both of my sons in to reasonable husband material before they leave home...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-1718465014176939338?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/1718465014176939338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=1718465014176939338' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/1718465014176939338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/1718465014176939338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/10/national-pizza-month.html' title='National Pizza Month'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-600522440831783398</id><published>2009-09-29T19:32:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T19:57:08.283-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loving socks'/><title type='text'>Cookie Monster</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://ca.images.search.yahoo.com/images/view?back=http%3A%2F%2Fca.search.yahoo.com%2Fsearch%3Fei%3DUTF-8%26p%3Dcookie%2Bmonster%2Bpictures&amp;amp;w=320&amp;amp;h=310&amp;amp;imgurl=amygrant.files.wordpress.com%2F2006%2F08%2Fcookie-monster.jpg&amp;amp;size=32.6kB&amp;amp;name=cookie+monster+jpg&amp;amp;rcurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.bostonherald.com%2Fblogs%2Fentertainment%2Fstep_up%2Findex.php%2F2008%2F07&amp;amp;rurl=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.bostonherald.com%2Fblogs%2Fentertainment%2Fstep_up%2Findex.php%2F2008%2F07&amp;amp;p=cookie+monster&amp;amp;type=jpeg&amp;amp;no=2&amp;amp;tt=143&amp;amp;oid=d2735fdcf71138b6&amp;amp;tit=cookie+monster+jpg&amp;amp;sigr=129p97jr3&amp;amp;sigi=11nlkls2v&amp;amp;sigb=124lbfjer"&gt;Cookie Monster&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? I love...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387021909389197106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SsKL4opjvzI/AAAAAAAABMo/scuB0btumI8/s400/cookie+monster.bmp" border="0" /&gt; This &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cookie Monster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? Not so much...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387026355948463026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SsKP7dX5o7I/AAAAAAAABNA/6jBZimk6ZWg/s400/Two+Thumbs+Up+to+Socks+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The sock pictured above is &lt;a href="http://www.cookiea.com/"&gt;Cookie A's&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/21-poppy-socks"&gt;Poppy Sock &lt;/a&gt;pattern. I love &lt;a href="http://www.cookiea.com/"&gt;Cookie A's&lt;/a&gt; patterns! But there is something seriously and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;monstrously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wrong with that heel... If my heel actually filled out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;that sock&lt;/span&gt; heel, I seriously doubt that I would ever be able to find shoes to fit! I'm not prepared to say that it is a problem with the pattern. It could easily be operator error - although it looks like a few others are having the same issue after a perusal of &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ravelry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I had considered trying to rework the pattern into a top down pattern, but I just couldn't get my head around how to manipulate the stitches to get the same sort of effect. In the end, I decided that I would try putting in a different heel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Since I was away on business last week, sock number two and I had a very pleasant dinner together. Knitting, a glass of wine and a nice quiet meal - what a lovely treat! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Apologies for the poor photo quality - but you get the idea, right?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387025544325175346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SsKPMN11GDI/AAAAAAAABM4/_VUHqgx4p_E/s400/Two+Thumbs+Up+to+Socks+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-600522440831783398?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/600522440831783398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=600522440831783398' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/600522440831783398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/600522440831783398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/09/cookie-monster.html' title='Cookie Monster'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SsKL4opjvzI/AAAAAAAABMo/scuB0btumI8/s72-c/cookie+monster.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-2206640382182557088</id><published>2009-09-25T22:50:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T22:58:24.257-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loving socks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finished objects'/><title type='text'>Two Thumbs Up...</title><content type='html'>Here are the photos of the &lt;a href="http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/09/still-oscar.html"&gt;aforementioned &lt;/a&gt;socks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is the rating? Older Son says "Two thumbs UP!"&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385588587078833474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/Sr10SS87VUI/AAAAAAAABL4/0YkJRuTnRho/s400/Two+Thumbs+Up+to+Socks+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/Sr10jcr2bXI/AAAAAAAABMI/lZZbgQnZv0c/s1600-h/Two+Thumbs+Up+to+Socks+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385588881749339506" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/Sr10jcr2bXI/AAAAAAAABMI/lZZbgQnZv0c/s320/Two+Thumbs+Up+to+Socks+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;His brother seems to be less opinionated...  Strange that!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/Sr10rNEtL6I/AAAAAAAABMQ/EdDnIfK0oWs/s1600-h/Two+Thumbs+Up+to+Socks+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385589014997577634" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/Sr10rNEtL6I/AAAAAAAABMQ/EdDnIfK0oWs/s320/Two+Thumbs+Up+to+Socks+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/Sr10b8SBobI/AAAAAAAABMA/qxTaHNeaVBA/s1600-h/Two+Thumbs+Up+to+Socks+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385588752792002994" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/Sr10b8SBobI/AAAAAAAABMA/qxTaHNeaVBA/s320/Two+Thumbs+Up+to+Socks+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-2206640382182557088?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/2206640382182557088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=2206640382182557088' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/2206640382182557088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/2206640382182557088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/09/two-thumbs-up.html' title='Two Thumbs Up...'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/Sr10SS87VUI/AAAAAAAABL4/0YkJRuTnRho/s72-c/Two+Thumbs+Up+to+Socks+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-2035057284713421837</id><published>2009-09-22T20:12:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T20:21:19.670-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loving socks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumpy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finished objects'/><title type='text'>Still Oscar...</title><content type='html'>Wow!  I can't believe that I haven't posted for almost 3 weeks.  Maybe it is because I'm still feeling kind of cranky and I don't want my blog to be a continuous stream of rants?&lt;br /&gt;So I had the best of intentions of posting photos of FOs tonight.  Finished objects that it, not pics of me telling people to FO consistent with the cranky theme...  Although I try to tell them to PFO since you should always mind your manners and say "Please".&lt;br /&gt;Both sons have new socks for back to school.  Older Son has a pair of 2 by 2 garter rib socks in a variegated green colourway called Ivy Trail &lt;a href="http://www.universalyarn.com/quality_color.php?quality=186"&gt;Poems Sock Yarn &lt;/a&gt;and Younger Son has a pair of 3 by 1 rib socks in &lt;a href="http://www.redheart.com/Default.aspx?tabid=75&amp;amp;yarnid=e745"&gt;Red Heart Heart and Sole &lt;/a&gt;in a colourway called Congo.  I rounded up the socks.  I rounded up the kids.  I took photos.  The camera batteries then died...  The batteries are in the charger.  Photos soon I hope!&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps the fact that the last few months have been &lt;em&gt;exactly&lt;/em&gt; like this all the time explains the crankiness in part...???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-2035057284713421837?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/2035057284713421837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=2035057284713421837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/2035057284713421837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/2035057284713421837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/09/still-oscar.html' title='Still Oscar...'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-612496410321944789</id><published>2009-09-02T16:55:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T17:27:45.874-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Call Me Oscar</title><content type='html'>I think that I had better start by admitting that today has been a cranky old lady kind of day.  I was off on vacation Friday and this past Monday, and then again yesterday because I REALLY was not feeling well.  So today I arrive in my office only to discover that while they had changed my work station to a left handed station, as I had requested, they hadn't plugged my phone back in...  Where were all the jacks?  Yup - behind the furniture.  Why wasn't the phone plugged in?  Well the jack behind the desk is just a data jack and they weren't sure what I would want to do.  Pardon???  I may not always want my phone, but I do need it.  The phone guy and the furniture guy will be in tomorrow to resolve this.  I spent today having to get up to answer my phone.&lt;br /&gt;I had also asked for an ambidextrous keyboard.  I had stated very clearly that I did not want a "true" left keyboard as I can key with either hand and want for my keyboard to be usable by my co-workers, should the need arise.  Yes, I do have a new keybaord.  It is left handed.  Hopefully my enhanced explanation of what I want and why I want it will result in a new keyboard soon.  Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;And then there are the issues around some of the summer employees.  So what if I am old enough to be their parent?  Maybe it is because I am old enough to be their parent that I'm struck by the desire to try to beat some common sense into them.  You know, things like work is not the time when you should be texting, IMing, on your cell phone, playing computer solitaire or reading a book amongst countless other things that you shouldn't do.  While we're at it, you shouldn't wear torn clothing even if you consider it to be a fashion statement, and while we're pleased that you no longer feel the need to be stick thin, we, your co-workers, do not now and never will feel the need to see your muffin top hanging over your inappropriately low cut pants.  Similarly, strapless is not to be considered a truly acceptabe workplace option. You may get away with it with a sweater over top, but let's face it, it is club wear.  Period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-612496410321944789?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/612496410321944789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=612496410321944789' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/612496410321944789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/612496410321944789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/09/call-me-oscar.html' title='Call Me Oscar'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-815542399021795629</id><published>2009-08-19T16:38:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T16:46:52.605-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obsessive?'/><title type='text'>Knit Night</title><content type='html'>I'm going to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Knit Night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!  Yes, I am &lt;strong&gt;very&lt;/strong&gt; excited by this.  I don't make it nearly as often as I wish that I did.  Although I hope that that will all change next month.  Why?  Because if she knows what is good for her (read:  dinner somewhere other than the dining hall with someone else paying), I'll have a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Knit Night buddy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.  Yes, &lt;a href="http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2008/11/more-than-just-my-lys.html"&gt;Princess Knitsalot&lt;/a&gt; is coming east to attend &lt;a href="http://unb.ca/"&gt;university&lt;/a&gt;.  Whoo-hoo!!! &lt;br /&gt;Her cousins are also excited by this, although for very different reasons.  Younger Son loves that she doesn't talk down to him despite the fact that she is over 11 years older.  And they both love that she enjoys playing games with them, has a quirky sense of humour and can talk knowledgeably about cool things like &lt;em&gt;zombies&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-815542399021795629?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/815542399021795629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=815542399021795629' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/815542399021795629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/815542399021795629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/08/knit-night.html' title='Knit Night'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-620109622773639167</id><published>2009-08-14T18:59:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T19:13:39.140-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obsessive?'/><title type='text'>Mr. Foster Says...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whoa, ba-bee!  She is one smoking HOT simian!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SoXfDFcyFbI/AAAAAAAABLw/-Ydtg2AaAoI/s1600-h/carmen+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369943374804686258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SoXfDFcyFbI/AAAAAAAABLw/-Ydtg2AaAoI/s400/carmen+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SoXe4cvJDAI/AAAAAAAABLo/90LI0tAXJhk/s1600-h/carmen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369943192077143042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SoXe4cvJDAI/AAAAAAAABLo/90LI0tAXJhk/s400/carmen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.knitpicks.com/patterns/Featured_Mr_Foster_and_His_Outfits_Pattern__D50739220.html?intmedid=HomePatt:300220"&gt;Mr. Foster&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-i-only-had-brain.html"&gt;who now has eyes, but no tail, ears, mouth or nostrils&lt;/a&gt;, is gesturing frantically at me to finish him up!  He somehow &lt;em&gt;knows&lt;/em&gt; that I ordered myself a &lt;a href="http://www.knitpicks.com/kits/Carmen_Banana_Sock_Monkey_Kit__D40114.html"&gt;Carmen Banana&lt;/a&gt; kit this morning...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And since I was at &lt;a href="http://www.knitpicks.com/Knitting.cfm"&gt;Knitpicks&lt;/a&gt; anyways, and they're having a book sale until the 17th, I also ordered &lt;a href="http://www.knitpicks.com/books/Simply_Shetland_4_at_Tomales_Bay__D30995.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and the yarn for &lt;a href="http://www.knitpicks.com/Autumn+Rose+Pullover+Pattern+-+Aquatic_PD30995222.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.  And some needles.  I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;needed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; it all, I'm sure.  (Trust me, I have had a week and a half and deserved something.  Yarn is healthier than many other addictions, right?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-620109622773639167?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/620109622773639167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=620109622773639167' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/620109622773639167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/620109622773639167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/08/mr-foster-says.html' title='Mr. Foster Says...'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SoXfDFcyFbI/AAAAAAAABLw/-Ydtg2AaAoI/s72-c/carmen+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-1920591578901888731</id><published>2009-08-04T15:57:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T16:18:57.428-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obsessive?'/><title type='text'>Undercover at Underworld?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SniEsLzxDTI/AAAAAAAABLg/m7Y_tz5ZdGM/s1600-h/Ronnie_Brooks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366184850630970674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SniEsLzxDTI/AAAAAAAABLg/m7Y_tz5ZdGM/s400/Ronnie_Brooks.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Much to Mr. Me's chagrin, I love all of the &lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/Law_and_Order/"&gt;Law &amp;amp; Order&lt;/a&gt; series and &lt;a href="http://www.itv.com/Soaps/coronationstreet/"&gt;Coronation Street&lt;/a&gt;.  He is not big on crime shows, and even less of a fan of my favourite British "folk" opera.  Last year I realized that &lt;a href="http://www.nbc.com/Law_and_Order/"&gt;Law &amp;amp; Order &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.itv.com/Soaps/coronationstreet/"&gt;Coronation Street&lt;/a&gt; had crossed paths in some odd way when it occurred to me that &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ken_Barlow_(Coronation_Street)"&gt;Ken Barlow&lt;/a&gt; had an American &lt;a href="http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2008/04/lovechild.html"&gt;lovechild&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Imagine my surprise when I discovered that &lt;a href="http://lawandorder.wikia.com/wiki/Ronnie_Brooks"&gt;Ronnie Brooks&lt;/a&gt; must have been working undercover at &lt;a href="http://coronationstreet.wikia.com/wiki/Underworld"&gt;Underworld&lt;/a&gt;, passing himself off as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Danny_Baldwin"&gt;Danny Baldwin&lt;/a&gt;!  &lt;a href="http://lawandorder.wikia.com/wiki/Ronnie_Brooks"&gt;Ronnie Brooks&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bradley_Walsh#Law_.26_Order_UK"&gt;(Law &amp;amp; Order - UK)&lt;/a&gt; is a very different character for &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bradley_Walsh"&gt;Bradley Walsh &lt;/a&gt;and I think I like him even better as &lt;a href="http://lawandorder.wikia.com/wiki/Ronnie_Brooks"&gt;Ronnie&lt;/a&gt; than I did as &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Danny_Baldwin"&gt;Danny&lt;/a&gt;.  Excellent watching for a little quality knitting time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-1920591578901888731?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/1920591578901888731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=1920591578901888731' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/1920591578901888731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/1920591578901888731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/08/undercover-at-underworld.html' title='Undercover at Underworld?'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SniEsLzxDTI/AAAAAAAABLg/m7Y_tz5ZdGM/s72-c/Ronnie_Brooks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-7866554229910705311</id><published>2009-07-26T15:01:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T15:26:17.817-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yarn stash'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Reflections on Blogging</title><content type='html'>Here we are on the 26th of July. It has been 20 days since I last blogged. While I've never seen myself as a daily blogger, this is unusual for me, although I do think that it is a part of a trend in my blogging. Is this part of the natural cycle of blogging or is it something more related to me? I have noted recently that some of the bloggers that I have truly enjoyed reading over the past couple of years have either completely stopped blogging (some deleting their blogs entirely) or have decreased their blogging significantly. Truth be told, I still read others blogs almost daily, although I don't comment as much as I once did. And since I often read them through a reader feed, I'm not even sure if it registers that I do still follow them and read them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I look back to &lt;a href="http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-my-1st-bloggiversary-today-and-my.html"&gt;my first blogiversary blog &lt;/a&gt;post, I think that I still blog for the same reasons that I started to blog. So why do I blog less often? It isn't for lack of things to blog about, but perhaps I feel like what I blog about is more irrelevant now than I once thought? Perhaps it is that I have pretty well given up swapping? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that it is not from lack of things to blog about. C'mon - Miss Me has an opinion about just about everything! I fully respect your right to have an opinion, but I also expect you to respect my right to have an opinion that differs and to express it. I do still wonder about things. For example: Have you ever looked at looked at the &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/people"&gt;neighbours section of People in Ravelry&lt;/a&gt;? Have you ever wondered what the implications of this might be? For me personally, I think that perhaps I need to move... How hard could it be to learn to speak either Estonian or Finnish? And then immigrate and find a job...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And way back on the 4th of July I turned 45! And I got yarn for my birthday... I haven't even taken photos of it yet, although truth be told, one of the skein is STILL damp from my initial slobbering. It is that pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we went on "vacation" to &lt;a href="http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2007/08/vacation-recap.html"&gt;Cape Breton&lt;/a&gt; again. We went to &lt;a href="http://louisbourg.com/"&gt;Louisbourg&lt;/a&gt; and I bought fibre related stuff! And I went to &lt;a href="http://www.baadeckyarns.com/"&gt;Baadeck Yarns&lt;/a&gt; and spent a few dollars...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the point of all this? I'm missing blogging. I'm mourning the disappearance of some of the bloggers that I regularly read. If anyone out there is still reading - leave me a comment, okay? And if I have every read you with any regularity but might have been quiet recently, rest assured that I AM still reading you! Or better still, if you read me and I don't read you, leave me a comment - I'll come by for a visit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-7866554229910705311?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/7866554229910705311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=7866554229910705311' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/7866554229910705311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/7866554229910705311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/07/reflections-on-blogging.html' title='Reflections on Blogging'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-1335113924376805185</id><published>2009-07-06T20:05:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T20:18:27.355-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obsessive?'/><title type='text'>If I Only Had a Brain...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I could while away the hours, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;conferrin&lt;/span&gt;' with the flowers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Consultin&lt;/span&gt;' with the rain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And my head I'd be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;scratchin&lt;/span&gt;' while my thoughts were busy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;hatchin&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I only had a brain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Wizard_of_Oz_(1939_film)"&gt;(The Wizard of Oz)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SlKDXDvNMxI/AAAAAAAABLY/FWCMzC8r3wQ/s1600-h/Up+to+July+6th+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355487339060474642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SlKDXDvNMxI/AAAAAAAABLY/FWCMzC8r3wQ/s400/Up+to+July+6th+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Although the Scarecrow did at least have a head even if it &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; full of straw!  Way back in &lt;a href="http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/03/score.html"&gt;March&lt;/a&gt;, I was enticed to place a &lt;a href="http://www.knitpicks.com/Knitting.cfm"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Knitpicks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; order with the lure of 40% off sock books...  I also thought that I would treat myself to &lt;a href="http://www.knitpicks.com/Mr+Foster+and+His+Outfits+Pattern_PD50739220.html"&gt;Mr. Foster&lt;/a&gt;, but he was sold out.  Imagine my delight when I found him back in stock with a bigger wardrobe.  (I bought the kit without his dressing gown and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;PJs&lt;/span&gt;, so I may have to buy the separate pattern, too.)  He jumped right into my cart without any coaxing at all!&lt;br /&gt;Over the past few weeks I have been working away at him whenever I have a few moments.  Tonight he received his heart transplant, but he is still waiting on his head and face...  Although the headless zombie monkey had fun "attacking" Older Son...  "Mom - you're &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so weird&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!  But I love you anyways."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-1335113924376805185?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/1335113924376805185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=1335113924376805185' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/1335113924376805185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/1335113924376805185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/07/if-i-only-had-brain.html' title='If I Only Had a Brain...'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SlKDXDvNMxI/AAAAAAAABLY/FWCMzC8r3wQ/s72-c/Up+to+July+6th+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-5875106270460800745</id><published>2009-07-04T11:59:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T12:13:59.048-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>20 Years Until Retirement</title><content type='html'>As of today, I am officially 20 years from retiremet, unless of course something unforeseen and disasterous happens and I have to work past 65, or something unforeseen and disasterous happens and I don't make it that far...  But let's not think about disasters today.  Why?  Because it is my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;In reality, my birthday celebrations started at work yesterday.  Lynn, Sarah and MJ brought me a little birthday treat with my mid-morning coffee.  A yummy and fresh &lt;a href="http://www.timhortons.com/ca/en/index.html"&gt;Tim Horton's&lt;/a&gt; Boston Cream Donut...  It was SO GOOD!  I think part of what made it so nice was that I didn't expect it, especially since there weren't many people in the office this week following the Wednesday holiday for &lt;a href="http://www.pch.gc.ca/special/canada/11/canada-eng.cfm"&gt;Canada Day&lt;/a&gt;.  Thanks again girls!&lt;br /&gt;This morning I was taken out for breakfast by Mr. Me and the sons.  We went to a local pancake breakfast in support of &lt;a href="http://campwegesegum.com/"&gt;Camp Wegesegum&lt;/a&gt;, our local camp.  I had worked the last pancake breakfast about a month ago, but declined working this one because it was on my birthday.  The people working the breakfast had remembered this and brought my pancakes with birthday candles and even sang Happy Birthday to me!&lt;br /&gt;I haven't opened any of my cards or gifts yet, but so far, this birthday is turning out to be great!  Definitely much better than last year...  I'll have to tell you about that sometime.&lt;br /&gt;Oh - and speaking of birthdays, happy 233rd birthday to the United States and happy 40-something to &lt;a href="http://www.rubyringz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lisa&lt;/a&gt;!  We're all a year older, better and hopefully wiser.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-5875106270460800745?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/5875106270460800745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=5875106270460800745' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/5875106270460800745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/5875106270460800745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/07/20-years-until-retirement.html' title='20 Years Until Retirement'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-1095302818136826108</id><published>2009-06-25T16:44:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T18:16:30.836-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumpy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the bus'/><title type='text'>Dear Thursday</title><content type='html'>Dear Thursday,&lt;br /&gt;Why do you dislike me so much? I always thought that Monday was supposed to be the mean day, but so often Monday has been much kinder to me than you are.&lt;br /&gt;Today you seem to be particularly irritated by me and true to form, you're making sure that I know about it. It started with that little bump in the driveway this morning... I am glad that the insurance on the corporate credit card is good, but the "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Momobile"&lt;/span&gt; will likely be let bearing another mark of honour and service. My nerves are worn a little bit thinner, too.&lt;br /&gt;And then there was that whole meeting debacle this morning... I would have been much happier if we had left the meeting last Friday as originally scheduled, but I didn't have the final say. I suppose that I should &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thank&lt;/span&gt; you for not making it a total washout but it didn't help my stress levels at all!&lt;br /&gt;Since they always say that things come in threes, I must admit that I am feeling quite anxious right about now. Whatever I did - I am SORRY. Okay?&lt;br /&gt;Please just let me have a quiet evening and I promise to work on our relationship harder.&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;Miss Me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-1095302818136826108?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/1095302818136826108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=1095302818136826108' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/1095302818136826108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/1095302818136826108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/06/dear-thursday.html' title='Dear Thursday'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-4219958340611367921</id><published>2009-06-16T19:19:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T19:39:54.060-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumpy'/><title type='text'>Things That Irritate Me</title><content type='html'>I will admit that I'm probably feeling a little crankier than usual.  Mr. Me has been very busy recently and it is having a negative impact on my social knitting.  I DID NOT get to go to &lt;a href="http://yarnsonyork.blogspot.com/"&gt;Yarns on York&lt;/a&gt; on Saturday to sit outside, enjoy the sunshine and good company and KIP.  He had told me that he didn't have to be at his engagement until noon.  He left at 9am and re-appeared approximately 13 hours later.  No knitting for me.&lt;br /&gt;To make things worse, tomorrow evening is my monthly knit night.  Am I going?  No!  Why?  He is in Toronto attending business meetings.  He had originally told me that he would be home before suppertime so that I could go, but in reality he doesn't even land until around 8pm.  He did have the presence of mind not to tell me this until &lt;em&gt;after&lt;/em&gt; he had landed in Toronto, thus short circuiting me having to explain to his boss that he wasn't attending the meetings because he had been garroted with a circular needle.  I have no issues with having his own interests or a job, but couldn't he please schedule them around my knitting schedule?&lt;br /&gt;In case you're thinking that it is just my husband that is irritating me, it isn't.  What is with that &lt;a href="http://ford.ca/"&gt;Ford&lt;/a&gt; F-150 ad about hauling yarn?  I've tried to find the ad online with no luck, but if you haven't seen it, suffice it to say that the tone towards hauling yarn in their truck is disparaging.  I had initially figured that it was an misread of a focus group and would soon be pulled, but weeks later it is still on the air!  For the sake of &lt;a href="http://ford.ca/"&gt;Ford&lt;/a&gt;, they had better hope that there isn't a strong correlation between contractors and spouses that knit.  Just think of all the yarn you could buy with the ~ $25K (or more) that you would spend on a truck...  Mmmm....  Heaven!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-4219958340611367921?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/4219958340611367921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=4219958340611367921' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/4219958340611367921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/4219958340611367921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/06/things-that-irritate-me.html' title='Things That Irritate Me'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-4394539732585925407</id><published>2009-06-12T15:14:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T15:41:27.353-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wwkip day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obsessive?'/><title type='text'>Tommorow's WWKIP Day!</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is &lt;a href="http://www.wwkipday.com/"&gt;WWKIP&lt;/a&gt; day!  How exciting is that?  And I'm pleased to say that there are indeed events going on in New Brunswick showing on the &lt;a href="http://www.wwkipday.com/"&gt;WWKIP&lt;/a&gt; site.  Although thank you to everyone who let me know about things that I wasn't aware of.  If I was in Moncton, I would definitely be going to &lt;a href="http://www.wwkipday.com/find_kip.htm?kipid=1523"&gt;this event&lt;/a&gt;, and of course, if I was in Halifax, I would be going to &lt;a href="http://www.wwkipday.com/find_kip.htm?kipid=854"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt;.  Based on what they had in the way of prizes last year, I am quite certain that &lt;a href="http://yesiknit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Leslie&lt;/a&gt; is not exaggerating the loveliness of the prizes that she and her partner have amassed.  And check out their way cool &lt;a href="http://hrmwwkip2009.blogspot.com/"&gt;knitting lobster logo&lt;/a&gt;.  But, since Mr. Me has plans this weekend that (quite thankfully) don't include the kids and I, you may find me closer to home at &lt;a href="http://www.wwkipday.com/find_kip.htm?kipid=1503"&gt;this event&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;a href="http://canknitian.blogspot.com/"&gt;CanKNITian&lt;/a&gt; appeared baffled that I hadn't caught wind of it on &lt;a href="https://www.ravelry.com/account/login"&gt;Ravelry&lt;/a&gt;, but I have a confession to make:  I don't spend nearly as much time in my groups as I do elsewhere.  I'm usually much to busy Rav-stalking both friends and random others...  Yes - I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOVE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to oogle others' knitting.  Does that make me a voyeur?&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping that the weather is good for outdoor knitting tomorrow.  Maybe this year I'll remember my sunscreen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-4394539732585925407?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/4394539732585925407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=4394539732585925407' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/4394539732585925407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/4394539732585925407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/06/tommorows-wwkip-day.html' title='Tommorow&apos;s WWKIP Day!'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-3105262732861923516</id><published>2009-06-04T19:48:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T19:56:19.637-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wwkip day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>WWKIP Day 2009</title><content type='html'>I was really interested to see that &lt;a href="http://www.wwkipday.com/"&gt;WWKIP Day&lt;/a&gt; this year isn't really a day, but a weekend! Whoo-hoo!!! Very exciting.&lt;br /&gt;Less exciting is the fact that there are no &lt;a href="http://www.wwkipday.com/"&gt;WWKIP Day&lt;/a&gt; events listed for New Brunswick. Considering all of the other things that are going on around here that weekend, I don't feel that I could adequately plan an event myself, but I do think that a day of public knitting will be in order. It may be in Fredericton and include a visit to my &lt;a href="http://yarnsonyork.blogspot.com/"&gt;LYS&lt;/a&gt;, or it may just include knitting around my village and scaring the locals. (As if I could...!)&lt;br /&gt;What do you have planned for &lt;a href="http://www.wwkipday.com/"&gt;WWKIP Day&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-3105262732861923516?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/3105262732861923516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=3105262732861923516' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/3105262732861923516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/3105262732861923516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/06/wwkip-day-2009.html' title='WWKIP Day 2009'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-7411366376723267713</id><published>2009-06-03T21:42:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T22:00:06.967-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumpy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>Negativity</title><content type='html'>Have you ever had one of those completely and totally soul sucking days or weeks?  Well, I'm there this week.  Mr. Me is very busy this week, which is of course, the cosmic cue for absolutely anything and everything that can go wrong to do so.  Nothing really major has happened, it is just one of those accumulation things.  Top it off with the ever increasing list of things that my family doesn't like and I'm tempted to knit myself a nice wrap around sweater with extra long sleeves that tie in the back.  Anyone got a good straight jacket pattern?&lt;br /&gt;Younger Son does not like pasta, orange juice, peanut butter sandwiches, peanut butter granola bars, &lt;a href="http://www.discoverychannel.ca/Showpage.aspx?sid=13287"&gt;Daily Planet&lt;/a&gt;, his brother or anything his brother does like unless it involves the XBox 360...&lt;br /&gt;Older Son does not like any vegetables aside from potatoes and raw carrots, toast, fish, his brother or anything his borther does like unless it involes the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Xbox_360"&gt;XBox 360&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Tiger the Cat doesn't like me, or else he has a really bad way of showing he does.  Bites that result in blood is not my idea of love.&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Me doesn't like it when I park beside his car on the lawn so he can back out, or when I park behind his car to keep off the lawn, pineapple, peas, cherries, clutter and so many, many other things that I won't mention for fear of endangering his life.&lt;br /&gt;Me?  Right now I'm not liking the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Xbox_360"&gt;XBox 360&lt;/a&gt; much...  And I've never liked raw mushrooms, but as the cook, I figure that not having those around is my perogative.  I also got completely and totally fedup with comment moderation on Blogger, so I've turned it &lt;strong&gt;off&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Oh - but I still &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOVE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my knitting and think that I should spend some good quality time with some yarn.  Happy knitting everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-7411366376723267713?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/7411366376723267713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=7411366376723267713' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/7411366376723267713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/7411366376723267713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/06/negativity.html' title='Negativity'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-7984945748583398996</id><published>2009-05-13T19:53:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T20:17:31.934-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>I Know - Let's Form a COMMITTEE!!!</title><content type='html'>So it doesn't have quite the same ring a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mickey_Rooney"&gt;Mickey Rooney&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Judy_Garland"&gt;Judy Garland &lt;/a&gt;saying "Let's put on a show!", but it does seem to be a refrain that I am hearing more and more.  Particularly at work.  On Monday I received an e-mail from my boss looking for volunteers to sit on our newly formed "Kitchen Committee".  What is the purpose of this committee you ask - why to establish procedures, processes and rules to ensure that kitchen users keep the office suitably clean to satisfy the demands of the "Occupational Health and Safety Committee", of course.  Don't get me wrong, I'm all for a safe and clean workplace, but the last time I checked, we were all being given credit for being responsible adults.  Unfortunately, that seems to be at odds with the behaviour of some of my coworkers who seem unable to discard their former lunches - now science experiments - from the fridges, wipe up a spill or put any form of utensil or crockery in a dishwasher.  It makes me wonder what their houses look like.&lt;br /&gt;While lamenting the slovenliness of my office this morning, I came across &lt;a href="http://ca.news.yahoo.com/s/capress/090513/koddities/oddity_rotten_office_food"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt;.  At least we're not alone...  I must admit that part of me hoped that in an odd twist of fate, that the people who had succumbed had been the once owners of the offending food.  I wouldn't want innocent bystanders to have suffered.  The person enterprising (and brave enough) to clean surely deserves some kind of medal for service above and beyond the call of duty!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-7984945748583398996?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/7984945748583398996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=7984945748583398996' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/7984945748583398996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/7984945748583398996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-know-lets-form-committee.html' title='I Know - Let&apos;s Form a COMMITTEE!!!'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-733430338187312343</id><published>2009-05-09T17:39:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T18:11:24.564-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finished objects'/><title type='text'>Hey - Where'd It Go?</title><content type='html'>That would be April that I'm talking about...  One post from me in April - an all time low!  I'll blame it on fiscal year end and being really busy at work and not wanting to look at a computer when I got home.  That might also explain why I haven't been doing much blog reading either.  I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hope that I haven't miss any big moments in anyone's lives...  Once you add in the new computer, things get pretty busy...  Oh - and let's not forget a sleepover birthday party with a gang of 9 (or almost) year old boys.  Fun?  Wow!!!  (Actually, they are all good kids, so I have no complaints.  Younger Son's friends go to sleep - unlike Older Son's friends...)&lt;br /&gt;Amongst all of that I have been knitting.  Although truth be told, some of these FOs go back to March...&lt;br /&gt;First up - The Carribean &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/seascape-stole"&gt;Seascape Stole&lt;/a&gt;.  I'd rotate the pics, but I can't figure out how with the new system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SgXrdTajUHI/AAAAAAAABLQ/LoOVulS7xyA/s1600-h/Pink+Hoodie+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333928222350594162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SgXrdTajUHI/AAAAAAAABLQ/LoOVulS7xyA/s320/Pink+Hoodie+030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SgXrV8aoCpI/AAAAAAAABLI/WfDoyHEDSGU/s1600-h/Pink+Hoodie+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333928095917804178" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SgXrV8aoCpI/AAAAAAAABLI/WfDoyHEDSGU/s320/Pink+Hoodie+031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we have the Pink &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/swallowtail-shawl"&gt;Swallowtail&lt;/a&gt;.  This was a surprisingly quick knit.  It isn't really a shawl, more of a shawlette, but the finished object is exponentially more impressive than the effort required.  And it is just one skein!  I may have to consider making a few more of these for Christmas gifts.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SgXrNLmbPoI/AAAAAAAABLA/idMjJXbopas/s1600-h/Pink+Hoodie+032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333927945375006338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SgXrNLmbPoI/AAAAAAAABLA/idMjJXbopas/s320/Pink+Hoodie+032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SgXrEMmsshI/AAAAAAAABK4/fWwW9mM_ZX0/s1600-h/Pink+Hoodie+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333927791025762834" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SgXrEMmsshI/AAAAAAAABK4/fWwW9mM_ZX0/s320/Pink+Hoodie+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; To keep my toes warm, my &lt;a href="http://blog.jriede.org/index.php?/archives/37-Salis-Socks-Pattern.html"&gt;Seaweed Socks&lt;/a&gt;.  Why "seaweed"?  The colourway is called "Kelp".  &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SgXqsXeIpbI/AAAAAAAABKo/ZlntPtm3XO0/s1600-h/Pink+Hoodie+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333927381625775538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SgXqsXeIpbI/AAAAAAAABKo/ZlntPtm3XO0/s320/Pink+Hoodie+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SgXqz3ewGEI/AAAAAAAABKw/OoK8T-WqXSA/s1600-h/Pink+Hoodie+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333927510477379650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SgXqz3ewGEI/AAAAAAAABKw/OoK8T-WqXSA/s320/Pink+Hoodie+029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SgXqkeAG2MI/AAAAAAAABKg/BwWUWBDO_KY/s1600-h/Pink+Hoodie+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the hands, a pair of &lt;a href="http://www.knitspot.com/knitting_pattern/delicato-mitts-p-47.html"&gt;Delicato Gloves&lt;/a&gt;.  I love these!  Our mornings are still quite chilly (I've had to scrape the frost off the car within the last week), so fingerless gloves are my current BFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SgXqaFrp0qI/AAAAAAAABKY/pFHKzx4Mogs/s1600-h/Pink+Hoodie+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333927067612992162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SgXqaFrp0qI/AAAAAAAABKY/pFHKzx4Mogs/s320/Pink+Hoodie+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For even chillier days, I have my &lt;a href="http://web.archive.org/web/20070829095202/http://www.eunnyjang.com/knit/2006/12/anemoi_mittens.html"&gt;Anemoi Mittens&lt;/a&gt;.  I bought the pattern for these about 2 years ago.  Why I didn't make them sooner, I will never know.  I loved knitting them and can't wait to wear them.  They aren't an easy knit, but well worth the effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SgXqGx3wSPI/AAAAAAAABKI/s0syKR0bXvU/s1600-h/Pink+Hoodie+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333926735877523698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SgXqGx3wSPI/AAAAAAAABKI/s0syKR0bXvU/s320/Pink+Hoodie+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SgXqQDrdBNI/AAAAAAAABKQ/nC5tldNXtts/s1600-h/Pink+Hoodie+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333926895276590290" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SgXqQDrdBNI/AAAAAAAABKQ/nC5tldNXtts/s320/Pink+Hoodie+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll try to get a few more details about the projects up on &lt;a href="http://ravelry.com/"&gt;Ravelry&lt;/a&gt;.  Think that the time has come for the Flickr upgrade...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy knitting everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-733430338187312343?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/733430338187312343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=733430338187312343' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/733430338187312343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/733430338187312343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-whered-it-go.html' title='Hey - Where&apos;d It Go?'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SgXrdTajUHI/AAAAAAAABLQ/LoOVulS7xyA/s72-c/Pink+Hoodie+030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-6919432826692516293</id><published>2009-04-23T19:07:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T19:22:37.604-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finished objects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>Rest in Peace Old Computer</title><content type='html'>For a while now our old home computer had been feeling "ill".  Last Friday night it did the computer equivalent of gasping for breath and whispering in a weak and tragic voice "I just can't go on any longer..."  Then it died.  It was only 4 years old, but that is about a bazillion in computer years it would seem.  The guy at the computer store on Saturday was impressed that it had lasted so long.  (Please no comments about the brief mourning period.  I know that I'm crass.)&lt;br /&gt;I will miss the old computer.  I miss its keyboard already.  The new one is flatter and smaller...  I miss my bookmarks.  We didn't even have time to try and export them anywhere.  However, between a "well" computer and the completion of Fiscal Year End 08-09, I hope that I will get to spend a little more time blogging.  I've been missing it!&lt;br /&gt;Oh - and for those of you who have asked about details on my &lt;a href="http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/03/goodbye-march.html"&gt;pink hoodie&lt;/a&gt;, try this &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/hooded-pullover-2"&gt;Ravelry link&lt;/a&gt;.  I still can't figure out where I put the pattern book.  Somewher safe, I'm sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-6919432826692516293?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/6919432826692516293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=6919432826692516293' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/6919432826692516293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/6919432826692516293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/04/rest-in-peace-old-computer.html' title='Rest in Peace Old Computer'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-6466063922935186701</id><published>2009-03-31T18:55:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T19:08:27.655-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumpy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finished objects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>Goodbye March!</title><content type='html'>Dear March,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks for coming and spending 31 days again with us this year. Sorry to say it, but this year it felt longer. You started off in that foul temper with snow and I had honestly thought that you would think better of leaving us with more snow, but you have a mind of your own, don't you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now the kids didn't mind getting off school at noon yesterday because of your tantrum, but enough already! I would have thought that you might have kept the charm up until the end so that we would look forward to seeing you again next year. And let's face it, you were very, very charming last week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remember how warm you were? Last Thursday evening I decided that I had better get my pink wool hoodie all stitched up so that I could wear it Friday. I was afraid that it might be too warm before I had a chance to wear it otherwise. Boy was I wrong! On the plus side, I really like the sweater and I'm glad that I got it done.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319475950265721634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SdKTMWbSYyI/AAAAAAAABKA/hyCnqwkBjxc/s400/DSCN2204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319475795610105586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SdKTDWSg9vI/AAAAAAAABJ4/URD33HlH_ho/s400/DSCN2201.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;If you're lucky - and face it, most years you are - memories of your tantrums will fade over the next 11 months and I'll look forward to seeing you in 334 days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Much love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miss Me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S.  I'll post some FO details once I can find them...  It is Paton's Classic Wool and a Paton's pattern, but that is about all that I can give you right about now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-6466063922935186701?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/6466063922935186701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=6466063922935186701' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/6466063922935186701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/6466063922935186701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/03/goodbye-march.html' title='Goodbye March!'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SdKTMWbSYyI/AAAAAAAABKA/hyCnqwkBjxc/s72-c/DSCN2204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-5242509264100765928</id><published>2009-03-26T19:29:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T19:47:56.290-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loving socks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obsessive?'/><title type='text'>Score!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.knitpicks.com/books/book_list.cfm?showall=yes&amp;amp;pid=3&amp;amp;kid=783&amp;amp;medid=be090323&amp;amp;media=be090323&amp;amp;email=bairdkatie%2540yahoo.ca&amp;amp;id=30040510&amp;amp;ac=1&amp;amp;ac=1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Knitpicks&lt;/span&gt; sock books are on sale at 40% off!&lt;/a&gt;  So what did I do?  I got out my VISA card and headed straight over...  I order &lt;a href="http://www.knitpicks.com/Sock+Innovation_BD31195.html"&gt;Sock Innovation &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.knitpicks.com/Kilt+Hose+Knickerbocker+Stockings_BD30885.html"&gt;Kilt Hose and Knickerbocker Stockings&lt;/a&gt;.  Seeing those 2 titles together looks strange to even me, but &lt;a href="http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2007/10/thirteen-years.html"&gt;Mr. Me does love his kilt&lt;/a&gt;.  I thought that I would take the opportunity to order &lt;a href="http://www.knitpicks.com/cfPromo/mr_foster_monkey_kit.cfm?"&gt;Mr. Foster &lt;/a&gt;while I was at it, but alas, he is SOLD OUT!!!  (Note to self:  Order the next edition quickly.)  I consoled myself with some &lt;a href="http://www.knitpicks.com/Essential+Kettle+Dyed+Sock+Yarn+50+grams_YD5420175.html"&gt;sock yarn &lt;/a&gt;instead.  Truthfully, I feel a little guilty about the yarn, but considering that it is the first yarn that I have purchased this calendar year, I'm sure that I should be able to find some way to rationalize the purchase...&lt;br /&gt;Like many impulse purchases, this was not without a hiccup.  The last time I ordered from &lt;a href="http://www.knitpicks.com/Knitting.cfm"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Knitpicks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, it was &lt;a href="http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2008/11/more-than-just-my-lys.html"&gt;Princess &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Knitsalot's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;birthday present.  To save time and extra shipping costs, I had &lt;a href="http://www.knitpicks.com/Knitting.cfm"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Knitpicks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ship it directly to her.  Yup - I forgot to double check the shipping address.  I'm going to try and make sure that they send it to me once I get my order confirmation, but I have warned my niece and my sister that it may arrive on their doorstep.  I've told them they can look (and even fondle and sniff) but then I'll transfer the money so that they can send it home to me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-5242509264100765928?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/5242509264100765928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=5242509264100765928' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/5242509264100765928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/5242509264100765928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/03/score.html' title='Score!'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-6755843582623313203</id><published>2009-03-19T19:43:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T19:51:51.249-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loving socks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obsessive?'/><title type='text'>Can You Have Too Many?</title><content type='html'>Can you have too many pairs of handknit socks?  I washed my "delicates" earlier this week.  The "delicates" included 16 pairs of handknit socks.  13 of them were mine...  3 pairs were Older Son's socks.  One of the pairs in my 13 were knit for me by someone else, but that means a full dozen were handknit socks, handknit for me, handknit by me.  And let's be clear on something, I didn't &lt;em&gt;have&lt;/em&gt; to wash socks.  There were still quite a few pairs in my socks drawers.&lt;br /&gt;This is making me wonder if perhaps I'm selfish with my knitting.  Or maybe I'm just discerning about my socks?  Yeah - we'll go with that...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-6755843582623313203?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/6755843582623313203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=6755843582623313203' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/6755843582623313203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/6755843582623313203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/03/can-you-have-too-many.html' title='Can You Have Too Many?'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-6208517225303978752</id><published>2009-03-04T21:08:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T08:33:57.550-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>The Laws of Cultural Attraction</title><content type='html'>I have a question for the rest of you: is it just me? Often as I surf the patterns on &lt;a href="http://ravelry.com/"&gt;Ravelry&lt;/a&gt;, I find myself attracted to patterns that I might be able to knit, but only if I was to learn the basic knitting terminology of languages that I do not currently know... I could work through a French pattern without issue... English is no problem - clearly! Spanish I could manage in a pinch... But what I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TRULY, MADLY, DEEPLY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; are patterns in Finnish and German. Do I require professional help? Or just advanced language training?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S. If you require proof of my obsession, I do not speak a word of German. I have just joined a German speaking group on Yahoo...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-6208517225303978752?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/6208517225303978752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=6208517225303978752' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/6208517225303978752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/6208517225303978752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/03/laws-of-cultural-attraction.html' title='The Laws of Cultural Attraction'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-5665670995563785046</id><published>2009-03-03T20:58:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T21:31:19.588-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumpy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finished objects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obsessive?'/><title type='text'>Spring Potholes</title><content type='html'>As anyone who lives in a Northern climate knows, Spring means potholes...! It is the result of the repeated freezing and thawing that our roads must endure. In many respects, it could be considered a rite of passage from the bitter cold, ice and snow of Winter to the heat, humidity and haze of Summer.&lt;br /&gt;In the Fall 2003 edition of &lt;a href="http://www.knittinguniverse.com/flash/universe.php"&gt;Knitters&lt;/a&gt;, there was a collection of sweaters that had "road names". I knit "&lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/soft-shoulders"&gt;Soft&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/projects/MissMe1964/soft-shoulders"&gt;Shoulders&lt;/a&gt;". Over the years it has become one of most favourite sweaters. Imagine my dismay when I discovered that much like our seasonal roads, my sweater had developed a "&lt;em&gt;pothole&lt;/em&gt;"...! &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309137269863635586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/Sa3YN8oCWoI/AAAAAAAABJw/fNx99V3k_cQ/s400/pot+hole.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This clearly was not a "cold patch" kind of job. I had a bit of a time finding the right yarn in the stash for the mending, but since I can't positively identify the "patch" in the after photo, I must have done alright!  Either that or it is another example of my less than excellent photographic skills.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309137040306988834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/Sa3YAldd5yI/AAAAAAAABJo/RRBY2pr9MXY/s400/DSCN2181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Like most knitters, I don't really enjoy darning, but I would have missed my beloved sweater too much if I didn't make the effort to fix it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-5665670995563785046?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/5665670995563785046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=5665670995563785046' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/5665670995563785046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/5665670995563785046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/03/spring-potholes.html' title='Spring Potholes'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/Sa3YN8oCWoI/AAAAAAAABJw/fNx99V3k_cQ/s72-c/pot+hole.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-1183027201127584011</id><published>2009-03-02T21:35:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T21:33:04.132-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loving socks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finished objects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='march break'/><title type='text'>Groundhog Days Socks</title><content type='html'>Back on &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Groundhog_Day"&gt;Groundhog Day&lt;/a&gt;, I attended some mandatory work training. For me, mandatory work training often equals KNITTING TIME! I've had them done for a while, but here, 28 days after they were started are my &lt;a href="http://www.knitty.com/ISSUEsummer08/PATTspringforward.html"&gt;Spring Forward&lt;/a&gt; (aka Groundhog Day) Socks. I think that the yarn is an OnLine yarn but I can't find the label right now... The colours of the yarn make me think of Spring flowers like crocus' (what the heck is the plural of "crocus"?) and tulips.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308769708331763266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SayJ7DN4BkI/AAAAAAAABJA/HNSeJ8ylUC8/s400/DSCN2178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308769819501833698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SayKBhW4reI/AAAAAAAABJI/cM-PZL0QF1U/s400/DSCN2179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Here in New Brunswick, it is March Break this week but it really isn't looking like Spring outside! The Sons are off in Nova Scotia visiting with MIL. I had originally planned on driving back from taking them down today, but given our lousy weather forecast, I decided to come back yesterday. Since I already had the day booked off as vacation time, I decided to leave it that way. That meant that I got to finish off two knitting projects (currently blockin, photos later) and one sewing project (it's a hat, photos when someone else can take a picture). It also meant that I was home this afternoon and got to listen to &lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/thepoint/MT/2009/02/march_2_undergound_economy_exi.html"&gt;The Point&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/radio/"&gt;CBC Radio One&lt;/a&gt;. One of the items tied in with my post of Friday. Should parents be held responsible for the crimes of their children? The case that raised this particular point involved a 12 year old who was convicted of murder. A very interesting topic indeed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-1183027201127584011?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/1183027201127584011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=1183027201127584011' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/1183027201127584011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/1183027201127584011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/03/groundhog-days-socks.html' title='Groundhog Days Socks'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SayJ7DN4BkI/AAAAAAAABJA/HNSeJ8ylUC8/s72-c/DSCN2178.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-3723446872542973659</id><published>2009-02-27T15:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T16:04:27.115-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumpy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>It Takes A Village to Raise a Child</title><content type='html'>I have no idea where the wisdom that it takes a village to raise a child originates, but I am beginning to think that some of our villages aren't holding up their end of the bargain.  After the &lt;a href="http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-was-i-thinking.html"&gt;knitting fiasco&lt;/a&gt; of last Fall, I had pretty well made up my mind that I wouldn't do the enrichment clusters at the elementary school again.  However, when Younger Son was given a project on Community Heroes as a Grade Three Social Studies project, I changed my mind.  Why?  He chose me as his Community Hero because of the time that I spend at the school with the enrichment clusters and other volunteering.  I LOVE my kids!  After that compliment, it was kind of hard to say "No" when I was asked again... &lt;br /&gt;I wasn't going to make the same mistake twice and decided that maybe I'd do Sewing this time.  We're making handsewn beanbag frogs and it is going much better, thank you very much!  One of the kids even finished his frog today, so I'll have to have him do something different with our last session in two weeks.  (Truth be told, I sewed on his frog eyes because he wanted to give the frog to his younger sister so I'll probably get him to sew the eyes onto a different frog.  Sewing on buttons counts as a life skill so it is something he really should learn.)&lt;br /&gt;One of the things about the sewing is that it is a smaller group, which does make it more manageable.  There are supposed to be a total of 4 kids in the group, but I have never had more than 2 at a time.  Of the 4, there is one girl and three boys.  One of the boys had been in Younger Son's class for a couple of year, but they are no longer in the same grade. &lt;br /&gt;Here is where the village comes in - I know that not everyone is going to agree with my life choices, nor my ideas about parenting and childrearing, but I just don't know what to do with this child!  He is very capable of completing the project, but has clearly never had to try to do anything or find his own solutions.  I could live with that, but what do you do when you have an 8 year old telling you that all he does at home is play video games because his Mom says that that is his "thing"?  Or when he tells you that his favourite television shows are &lt;a href="http://www.familyguy.com/"&gt;Family Guy&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.tv.com/robot-chicken/show/33630/summary.html"&gt;Robot Chicken&lt;/a&gt; and that his Mom likes to watch &lt;a href="http://www.familyguy.com/"&gt;Family Guy&lt;/a&gt; with him?  Or when he tells you that his parents like to swear a lot?  Or when his idea of a relationship follows these steps:  meet, have a baby and then fight about who has to take care of the baby?  Or that video games are educational because they teach him which words not to say in public?  And Mario is his favourite Super Hero...&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite certain that I don't get everything right with my life or my kids, but it strikes me that this poor kid doesn't stand much of a chance.  I wish I knew what I could do to make things better for him, but I just don't have a clue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-3723446872542973659?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/3723446872542973659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=3723446872542973659' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/3723446872542973659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/3723446872542973659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-takes-village-to-raise-child.html' title='It Takes A Village to Raise a Child'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-7453417495831784988</id><published>2009-02-23T19:30:00.013-04:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T19:45:25.715-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumpy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>Da Weather Bomb</title><content type='html'>Today in New Brunswick, this was our weather:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SaMx8Zx400I/AAAAAAAABHY/IByLVbAWYFI/s1600-h/DSCN2182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306139699754619714" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SaMx8Zx400I/AAAAAAAABHY/IByLVbAWYFI/s200/DSCN2182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SaMyowSSEwI/AAAAAAAABII/x8YoZSxGXCY/s1600-h/DSCN2184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306140461710316290" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SaMyowSSEwI/AAAAAAAABII/x8YoZSxGXCY/s200/DSCN2184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SaMyDxlK7JI/AAAAAAAABHg/8TUaqsxnJ0A/s1600-h/DSCN2183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306139826402815122" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SaMyDxlK7JI/AAAAAAAABHg/8TUaqsxnJ0A/s200/DSCN2183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SaMywGd5rtI/AAAAAAAABIQ/KkObpxZDxow/s1600-h/DSCN2188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306140587923713746" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SaMywGd5rtI/AAAAAAAABIQ/KkObpxZDxow/s200/DSCN2188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SaMyL5k0bEI/AAAAAAAABHo/cknqJW6vwAY/s1600-h/DSCN2185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306139965987777602" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SaMyL5k0bEI/AAAAAAAABHo/cknqJW6vwAY/s200/DSCN2185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SaMy3I_IUrI/AAAAAAAABIY/gzvDN8OJQEU/s1600-h/DSCN2189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306140708859040434" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SaMy3I_IUrI/AAAAAAAABIY/gzvDN8OJQEU/s200/DSCN2189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SaMyS74h8gI/AAAAAAAABHw/pReSmKeQJwA/s1600-h/DSCN2186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306140086866407938" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SaMyS74h8gI/AAAAAAAABHw/pReSmKeQJwA/s200/DSCN2186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SaMy_SKl_8I/AAAAAAAABIg/73XvGTYvjd8/s1600-h/DSCN2192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306140848761995202" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SaMy_SKl_8I/AAAAAAAABIg/73XvGTYvjd8/s200/DSCN2192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SaMyZ_C3sgI/AAAAAAAABH4/dze4vfb4650/s1600-h/DSCN2187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306140207974167042" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SaMyZ_C3sgI/AAAAAAAABH4/dze4vfb4650/s200/DSCN2187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SaMyhU7Eg_I/AAAAAAAABIA/aou6U2OEx5w/s1600-h/DSCN2191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306140334106117106" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SaMyhU7Eg_I/AAAAAAAABIA/aou6U2OEx5w/s200/DSCN2191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At least someone enjoyed it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306142057151010962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SaM0Fnw_GJI/AAAAAAAABIw/JueXb4k3oVk/s400/DSCN2193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;So - who wants to come for a visit???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-7453417495831784988?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/7453417495831784988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=7453417495831784988' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/7453417495831784988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/7453417495831784988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/02/da-weather-bomb.html' title='Da Weather Bomb'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SaMx8Zx400I/AAAAAAAABHY/IByLVbAWYFI/s72-c/DSCN2182.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-3990401818879454881</id><published>2009-02-18T19:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T10:56:54.310-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>Fifth Photo Meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://cyclingknitter.blogspot.com/"&gt;Angie&lt;/a&gt; tagged me with this meme the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here’s how it works:&lt;br /&gt;Find your 5th photo file folder, then the 5th photo in that file folder.&lt;br /&gt;Then pass the meme to 5 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ta-dah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SZyfJA_j-pI/AAAAAAAABHI/96NbnKY0phM/s1600-h/DSCN1691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304289438369839762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SZyfJA_j-pI/AAAAAAAABHI/96NbnKY0phM/s400/DSCN1691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't know whether I technically cheated or not...  I went with the folder that was labelled as "005".  Mr. Me tends to re-arrange photos and give them numbers that will put them ahead of what "the system" would automatically give to a download.  I chose the 5th photo from "005".  It was taken last Spring on the day that &lt;a href="http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2008/04/you-know-that-its-spring-when.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; was going on.  It gives me hope that despite all the snow that is covering the ground these days, Spring WILL come!&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm pretty sure that I've said this before, but I will say it again, I find it difficult to tag people...  I think part of it is the implicit fear of rejection.  So I don't know that I'm going to officially tag anyone, but I will tell you whose photography I really like and ask them to play along.&lt;br /&gt;1.  &lt;a href="http://mspalmtree.blogspot.com/"&gt;Nancy&lt;/a&gt; - I especially love her Saturday Skies photos.&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://dayinthelifeof531.blogspot.com/"&gt;KM&lt;/a&gt; - Always lovely photos, although her Friday Flowers make me very jealous this time of year.&lt;br /&gt;3.  &lt;a href="http://chanknits.wordpress.com/"&gt;Chan&lt;/a&gt; - Always great pictures and who wouldn't love her models?&lt;br /&gt;4.  &lt;a href="http://canknitian.blogspot.com/"&gt;canKNITian&lt;/a&gt; - Who I wish would come out of semi-retirement...&lt;br /&gt;5.  &lt;a href="http://theknittingwildflower.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cheryl&lt;/a&gt; - I love how she stages her sock photos, which is not an easy task.&lt;br /&gt;Even if they don't want to play, drop by and visit them and check out their photography.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-3990401818879454881?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/3990401818879454881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=3990401818879454881' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/3990401818879454881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/3990401818879454881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/02/fifth-photo-meme.html' title='Fifth Photo Meme'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SZyfJA_j-pI/AAAAAAAABHI/96NbnKY0phM/s72-c/DSCN1691.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-1757394756371638738</id><published>2009-02-15T16:17:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T16:35:14.208-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grumpy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>Mama's Gotta Brand New Knitbag</title><content type='html'>Please tell me that at least one of you heard &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gNDccgakPvo"&gt;this music &lt;/a&gt;when you read the title...&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I didn't exactly need a new knitting bag, but I wanted one and last Tuesday at lunchtime, I needed to get away so I ran away with a co-worker and fellow knitter to Saigon. Well, not really Saigon, but the &lt;a href="http://tjjtfindings.com/index.php?act=catalogue&amp;amp;id=9"&gt;Saigon Department Store&lt;/a&gt;. They have a fabulous selection of hand embroidered bags that are made in Viet Nam. They are surprisingly inexpensive. My bag was $25! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303124850582228194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SZh79FaADOI/AAAAAAAABG4/l8doHu6e4Qk/s400/DSCN2173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I like that it has a strap so that I can carry it over my shoulder and the fact that it has little brass feet so that if I have to put it down, it has something to rest on.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303125051427947890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SZh8IxnWhXI/AAAAAAAABHA/QPCIDQlGn88/s400/DSCN2174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the flowers make me thing of Spring...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-1757394756371638738?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/1757394756371638738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=1757394756371638738' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/1757394756371638738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/1757394756371638738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/02/mamas-gotta-brand-new-knitbag.html' title='Mama&apos;s Gotta Brand New Knitbag'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SZh79FaADOI/AAAAAAAABG4/l8doHu6e4Qk/s72-c/DSCN2173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-1654614476934345195</id><published>2009-02-07T11:08:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T11:36:31.635-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loving socks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finished objects'/><title type='text'>Next Floor - Socks - Going Up!!!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so maybe I shouldn't admit this in public, but I do remember elevators that had the sliding grate doors and an elevator operator that announced the floors. It was many years ago when I was a child at the &lt;a href="http://archives.cbc.ca/economy_business/business/topics/377/"&gt;Eaton's &lt;/a&gt;(RIP) in &lt;a href="http://www.myhamilton.ca/myhamilton/CityandGovernment/"&gt;Hamilton, Ontario&lt;/a&gt;. They also had wooden escalators... I don't know what happened with the building when &lt;a href="http://archives.cbc.ca/economy_business/business/topics/377/"&gt;Eaton's&lt;/a&gt; went under but I certainly hope that they found a good use for it because for me, it was a landmark. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What the heck does that have to do with socks? Nothing. It's just how my mind works. Normally my socks are "going down" (top down), but recently I seem to have been "going up" (toe up) with my socks.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300075104205774162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SY2mOe0TnVI/AAAAAAAABGw/WNNwANFQ5X4/s400/DSCN2144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On my left foot we have &lt;a href="http://knitty.com/ISSUEwinter07/PATTazure.html"&gt;Azure&lt;/a&gt; and on my right foot we have &lt;a href="http://fyberduck.wordpress.com/designs/chartres-chaussettes/"&gt;Chartres Chausettes &lt;/a&gt;(aka my Stained Glass Socks).  They're both toe up patterns.  Also both have interesting heel details, but as I had &lt;a href="http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/01/self-portraits.html"&gt;previously mentioned&lt;/a&gt;, taking pictures of the backs of one's own heels is challenging!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SY2l9KOMKiI/AAAAAAAABGg/C8mYfn0wV-4/s1600-h/DSCN2148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300074806619417122" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SY2l9KOMKiI/AAAAAAAABGg/C8mYfn0wV-4/s320/DSCN2148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SY2mE6PNVnI/AAAAAAAABGo/sAC3gDPOOyc/s1600-h/DSCN2151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300074939767674482" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SY2mE6PNVnI/AAAAAAAABGo/sAC3gDPOOyc/s320/DSCN2151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SY2l0wsbd0I/AAAAAAAABGY/gNXv7qpKT8E/s1600-h/DSCN2150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300074662327973698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SY2l0wsbd0I/AAAAAAAABGY/gNXv7qpKT8E/s320/DSCN2150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SY2luN-xKZI/AAAAAAAABGQ/maUqIxA8FZc/s1600-h/DSCN2149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300074549930437010" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SY2luN-xKZI/AAAAAAAABGQ/maUqIxA8FZc/s320/DSCN2149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Details of the yarns and such are all on &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/projects/MissMe1964"&gt;Ravelry&lt;/a&gt;, so I won't bore you with them here.  I really enjoyed knitting both patterns and now need to find some new open backed shoes to show off the heels, and did you notice?  I made a point of shaving my pasty white legs so I didn't look like a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wookiee"&gt;wookiee&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-1654614476934345195?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/1654614476934345195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=1654614476934345195' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/1654614476934345195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/1654614476934345195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/02/next-floor-socks-going-up.html' title='Next Floor - Socks - Going Up!!!'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SY2mOe0TnVI/AAAAAAAABGw/WNNwANFQ5X4/s72-c/DSCN2144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-1614973992342344524</id><published>2009-02-01T13:55:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T14:02:12.301-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obsessive?'/><title type='text'>It Followed Me Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SYXiQd9b1SI/AAAAAAAABGA/wTflvRMTUic/s1600-h/DSCN2141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297889309219345698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SYXiQd9b1SI/AAAAAAAABGA/wTflvRMTUic/s400/DSCN2141.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One morning recently I received an e-mail from my &lt;a href="http://yarnsonyork.blogspot.com/"&gt;LYS&lt;/a&gt; that she had some new yarn. "Excellent" I thought to myself. I can always use an excuse to get away from my desk and go for a bit of a walk at lunchtime... However, it was a busy day in the midst of a busy week so I started to waiver. Did I really have the time? One of my knitterly coworkers was going anyways. I was going to stay and work until I saw her with her coat on. Then I HAD TO go! I didn't buy anything but was I ever glad I went. A sample ball of Rowan Kidsilk Night followed me home! &lt;a href="http://knitty.com/ISSUEwinter07/PATTicequeen.html"&gt;Ice Queen &lt;/a&gt;here I come.Thanks, Trish. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297889408094820994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SYXiWOTL2oI/AAAAAAAABGI/RWNJ10beMiY/s400/DSCN2143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Just one more reason I LOVE my &lt;a href="http://yarnsonyork.blogspot.com/"&gt;LYS&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-1614973992342344524?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/1614973992342344524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=1614973992342344524' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/1614973992342344524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/1614973992342344524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-followed-me-home.html' title='It Followed Me Home'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SYXiQd9b1SI/AAAAAAAABGA/wTflvRMTUic/s72-c/DSCN2141.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-724485903489777568</id><published>2009-01-27T15:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T16:04:59.686-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>Bad Choices</title><content type='html'>In the dead of winter many of us have the desire to get away from it all...  Despite my fears of contracting the Norwalk virus, right about now I would give just about anything to find myself boarding a cruise ship - except maybe &lt;a href="http://ca.news.yahoo.com/s/capress/090127/national/ice_ships_trapped"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt;.  What were they thinking?  The St. Lawrence River in January?  Why not just go to Antartica in July?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-724485903489777568?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/724485903489777568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=724485903489777568' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/724485903489777568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/724485903489777568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/01/bad-choices.html' title='Bad Choices'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-6014791146241007740</id><published>2009-01-16T13:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T13:13:38.337-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obsessive?'/><title type='text'>The Knitted Brain</title><content type='html'>My kids like to watch &lt;a href="http://www.discoverychannel.ca/content/?pid=183"&gt;Daily Planet&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.discoverychannel.ca/"&gt;Discovery Channel&lt;/a&gt;.  So - last night the boys and I were watching it together.  At the very end of the show, right before the last commercial break, there was a reference made to science and knitting.  That piqued my interest. &lt;br /&gt;Check &lt;a href="http://harbaugh.uoregon.edu/Brain/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; out!  Isn't it beautiful?  I can't even imagine all of the effort that must have been put into this lovely piece of art.  I don't think I'll bother putting that in my knitting queue...  I &lt;strong&gt;know&lt;/strong&gt; I'd never get around to knitting it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-6014791146241007740?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/6014791146241007740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=6014791146241007740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/6014791146241007740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/6014791146241007740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/01/knitted-brain.html' title='The Knitted Brain'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-6520953265043285911</id><published>2009-01-13T17:35:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T22:03:22.095-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finished objects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>Self Portraits</title><content type='html'>I don't know about the rest of you, but I have always found it very difficult to take photos of my finished socks on my own feet. Firstly, there is the whole perspective thing. If you're not careful, you end up with that whole freaky &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Citizen_Kane"&gt;Citizen Kane&lt;/a&gt; kind of thing happening with your calves and let's face it, no matter how secure you are with your bdoy image, you don't want your calves to look like they're the trunks of mighty oaks. Secondly, there's that whole forgetting to shave your legs thing, thinking that no one will be able tell in the stitch detail shots only to realize that you are WRONG as soon as you publish the post and look at the photos. I live in a colder climate. No one much sees my bare legs for many,many months each year - so yes, maybe I'm a little lazy about it. Thirdly, since I do not have acrobatic training, shots of any interesting sole or heel details can't realistically be shown on my own feet. I'm too old to learn how to contort myself that way.&lt;br /&gt;Not knitting a whole of hats for myself, I didn't realize that relatively speaking, feet are a piece of cake! Taking a picture of your own head? That is almost impossible! However, I hereby present to you my &lt;a href="http://www.knitonthenet.com/issue7/patterns/littleredcap/"&gt;Little Red Cap&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SW1GR_h9-FI/AAAAAAAABFA/FdvqT1mXf6I/s1600-h/DSCN2140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290962412155828306" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SW1GR_h9-FI/AAAAAAAABFA/FdvqT1mXf6I/s200/DSCN2140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SW1GJ_JtqhI/AAAAAAAABE4/JKhtgrys3Vs/s1600-h/DSCN2133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290962274615142930" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SW1GJ_JtqhI/AAAAAAAABE4/JKhtgrys3Vs/s200/DSCN2133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SW1GCp1IMKI/AAAAAAAABEw/U2ntdZkSiZk/s1600-h/DSCN2139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290962148632572066" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SW1GCp1IMKI/AAAAAAAABEw/U2ntdZkSiZk/s200/DSCN2139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SW1F5eb0fXI/AAAAAAAABEo/QJzPM6utEII/s1600-h/DSCN2136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290961990954810738" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SW1F5eb0fXI/AAAAAAAABEo/QJzPM6utEII/s200/DSCN2136.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, it is quite abit slouchier than the original, but I like how it looks and it doesn't give me hat head!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-6520953265043285911?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/6520953265043285911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=6520953265043285911' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/6520953265043285911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/6520953265043285911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/01/self-portraits.html' title='Self Portraits'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SW1GR_h9-FI/AAAAAAAABFA/FdvqT1mXf6I/s72-c/DSCN2140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-4691033331574835507</id><published>2009-01-08T19:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T19:32:46.893-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>A Dog Post</title><content type='html'>Tiger is in the cellar hunting right now, so I can do this without fear of my toes being assaulted by a set of very sharp cat teeth.  We are a cat's household and I'm sure that he would feel betrayed by a dog post...  No - we aren't getting a dog.  Tiger would never allow that, and he has Mr. Me's full support.  Me - I could be convinced, although I'm still not sure that I could handle housebreaking a puppy.&lt;br /&gt;Right before Christmas a couple I know had to make the decision to help not just one, but both, of their dogs make the journey across the rainbow bridge.  It was a very sad time for them.  They still had 3 cats, so they weren't left completely without companion animals, but it just wasn't the same without a dog.  There seemed to be only one solution to this problem:  adopt a new puppy!  And look - she has her own puppy &lt;a href="http://newdoggie.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; - how cute is that?&lt;br /&gt;On a more serious note, I didn't realize that many of the shelters in the Southern states have no option but to euthanize many of their animals because there are so many of them.  This little girl is lucky enough to get to make the trip north to Canada to be adopted, but for me it helps to bring home the importance of parenting our animals well.&lt;br /&gt;Not quite &lt;a href="http://dogsonthursday.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dogs on Thursday&lt;/a&gt;, but probably the closest I'll ever get!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-4691033331574835507?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/4691033331574835507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=4691033331574835507' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/4691033331574835507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/4691033331574835507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/01/dog-post.html' title='A Dog Post'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-3954457070504322885</id><published>2009-01-07T11:33:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T11:36:19.190-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>Facelift</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year everyone!  I hope that 2009 will be filled with much joy, well written patterns and luscious yarns and fibres.  If anyone out there is still keeping track, you may have noticed that I have been lacking in dedication to my blogging.  I thought that maybe a "new look" for the blog might be a bit of a motivator for me.  I still have to fiddle around with the colours and such, but it is a start...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-3954457070504322885?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/3954457070504322885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=3954457070504322885' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/3954457070504322885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/3954457070504322885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2009/01/facelift.html' title='Facelift'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-2041797563118591701</id><published>2008-12-28T14:35:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T14:48:14.142-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>What I Got for Christmas</title><content type='html'>Santa brought me Opal sock yarn!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284911946556162418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SVfHaiuywXI/AAAAAAAABEQ/WOLK45yx21U/s400/DSCN2129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mr. Me gave me one skein of &lt;a href="http://www.malabrigoyarn.com/yarn/lace.html"&gt;Malabrigo Lace Weight&lt;/a&gt; in a lovely pink colourway. Cactus Flower...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284912570430731618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SVfH-22FNWI/AAAAAAAABEY/mzSzDhwCEQE/s400/DSCN2127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And a skein of &lt;a href="http://www.alpacawithatwist.com/products.htm#"&gt;Alpaca with a Twist "Fino". &lt;/a&gt;Alpaca and silk... Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284912992381723714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SVfIXavCZEI/AAAAAAAABEg/WdL-Nn0fHt4/s400/DSCN2128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And a copy of "&lt;a href="http://www.whiteliesdesigns.com/books/kls.html"&gt;Knitting Lingerie Style&lt;/a&gt;".  All in all - a pretty good Christmas, but it wasn't without a hitch or two.  The biggest hitch?  No electricity from noon until about 5PM.  Made it kind of hard to roast the turkey.  We ate a 10PM...  But at least we had a turkey, a warm house and we weren't stuck in an airport somewhere trying desperately to get home.  How about all of you?  How was your Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-2041797563118591701?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/2041797563118591701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=2041797563118591701' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/2041797563118591701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/2041797563118591701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-i-got-for-christmas.html' title='What I Got for Christmas'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SVfHaiuywXI/AAAAAAAABEQ/WOLK45yx21U/s72-c/DSCN2129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-1295271817730909826</id><published>2008-12-28T14:24:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T14:35:48.013-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loving socks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finished objects'/><title type='text'>A Couple of Finished Objects</title><content type='html'>My MIL's Christmas Socks.  &lt;a href="http://home.comcast.net/~meangirl/archshapedsocks.pdf"&gt;Arch Shaped Socks&lt;/a&gt; knit in DGB Confetti.  I continued the ribbing onto the top of the foot.  I like how it forms a V-shape.  This is the third year that I've given her socks.  She really likes receiving them and told me that she thinks she would be disappointed if she didn't get socks...  Now that makes this knitter feel good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SVfFOdObJgI/AAAAAAAABEI/P6F1OLCNeCg/s1600-h/DSCN2108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284909539896534530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SVfFOdObJgI/AAAAAAAABEI/P6F1OLCNeCg/s320/DSCN2108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SVfFEqVn_xI/AAAAAAAABEA/xWKDr521H6I/s1600-h/DSCN2107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284909371617705746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SVfFEqVn_xI/AAAAAAAABEA/xWKDr521H6I/s320/DSCN2107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My &lt;a href="http://www.tradewindknits.com/"&gt;Mermaid Socks&lt;/a&gt;.  They are knit of Regia Kaffe Fasset yarn.  I love how they look!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284909118466635170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SVfE17RtNaI/AAAAAAAABD4/KHqCI-nmJgk/s400/DSCN2126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-1295271817730909826?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/1295271817730909826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=1295271817730909826' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/1295271817730909826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/1295271817730909826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2008/12/couple-of-finished-objects.html' title='A Couple of Finished Objects'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SVfFOdObJgI/AAAAAAAABEI/P6F1OLCNeCg/s72-c/DSCN2108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-7066544369087130338</id><published>2008-12-23T11:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T11:30:34.118-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>Where is My Mind?</title><content type='html'>In the gutter I think...  I've just been searching up the links for my last post.  Everytime I tried to type "socks", I ended up with a word that had one&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and two &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;c&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-7066544369087130338?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/7066544369087130338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=7066544369087130338' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/7066544369087130338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/7066544369087130338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2008/12/where-is-my-mind.html' title='Where is My Mind?'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-4571996747137568860</id><published>2008-12-17T17:06:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T11:27:16.162-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loving socks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats and knitters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the bus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Bus Blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Edit:  Links have been added...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a very bad blogger these days, but I'll swear that someone has shortened my days recently. I could really use a few more hours in each day...&lt;br /&gt;With winter flexing its muscles today, it looks like it might be a longish trip home. Too dark to knit or read and still too wound up from work to sleep makes for an excellent blogging opportunity. It also helps that I remembered to charge this little Blackberry beast last night. I could go for weeks without charging my old cell phone, but this thing needs to be fed regularly!&lt;br /&gt;On the knitting front: I finished the &lt;a href="http://home.comcast.net/~meangirl/archshapedsocks.pdf"&gt;Arch Shaped Socks &lt;/a&gt;for my MIL for Christmas. I knit myself a pair of &lt;a href="http://www.tradewindknits.com/"&gt;Lucy Neatby's Mermaid Socks&lt;/a&gt; for myself. And a new hat, too! &lt;a href="http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2008/10/hat-or-toilet-seat-cover.html"&gt;Remember the toilet seat cover?&lt;/a&gt; The yarn has become my &lt;a href="http://www.knitonthenet.com/issue7/patterns/littleredcap/"&gt;Little Red Cap&lt;/a&gt;. I don't think that I would say that it is PERFECT, but I am generally pleased with the results.&lt;br /&gt;On the needles: A pair of &lt;a href="http://knitty.com/ISSUEwinter07/PATTazure.html"&gt;Azure&lt;/a&gt; socks. And a sweater. And probably a dozen other things that I have currently forgotten about.&lt;br /&gt;On Christmas: See my request for longer days above... Although I need to give a great BIG public Thank You to blogless Kristie in Maine for giving me a hand with a little Christmas magic. Could someone please explain the logic international shipping fees to me? What? No takers??? Probably because there is no logic to it.&lt;br /&gt;The drawback of bus blogging on my Blackberry: No links or pictures. I'll try to remember to come back to it later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-4571996747137568860?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/4571996747137568860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=4571996747137568860' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/4571996747137568860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/4571996747137568860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2008/12/bus-blogging.html' title='Bus Blogging'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-8824366835905395777</id><published>2008-12-13T10:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:57:50.802-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cats and knitters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>A Letter From Tiger</title><content type='html'>Dear Knitters,&lt;br /&gt;As you may have realized, Miss Me has been busy these last few weeks.  What with work, Mr. Me travelling, &lt;a href="http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2008/11/more-than-just-my-lys.html"&gt;house&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2008/11/attack-of-slippery-white-stuff.html"&gt;guests&lt;/a&gt;, Christmas shopping, Black Friday shopping and then life in general, she just hasn't had time to do much blogging.  Now understand that I don't really care about the blogging bit - it's not usually about me and as a cat and &lt;strong&gt;ruler&lt;/strong&gt; of the Chez Me household, it really should be &lt;em&gt;all about me&lt;/em&gt;.  She has still been doing some knitting, and I may let her post about it later, but more importantly, she has been keeping me warm and fed, but last night was just about enough to push this poor patient cat over the edge!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Without &lt;strong&gt;any&lt;/strong&gt; consultation, my staff allowed 100 people to tour my home.&lt;/em&gt;  Something about charity....  &lt;strong&gt;Strangers!!!  Human strangers!!!  100 of them!!!&lt;/strong&gt;  They &lt;strong&gt;know&lt;/strong&gt; that I have stranger and anxiety issues.  I had to hiss at them.  And try to bite Mr. Me.  They sent me to the cellar for the evening, but that was the only plus to it - that's where the hunting is &lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;br /&gt;It may take me weeks to get over this.  I'm taking to my handknit and felted cat bed in the sun for a nap now.&lt;br /&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;Tiger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  Do the other knitters let their cats play with the yarn?  Or is it just my people who are unreasonable???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-8824366835905395777?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/8824366835905395777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=8824366835905395777' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/8824366835905395777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/8824366835905395777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2008/12/letter-from-tiger.html' title='A Letter From Tiger'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-317179187760300991</id><published>2008-12-05T20:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T21:02:30.964-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finished objects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='contest answers...'/><title type='text'>Stop the World - I Wanna Get Off!!!</title><content type='html'>Has it really been almost 2 weeks since my last post?  Where has the time gone???  I have been knitting, and do have FOs, but first I need to take pictures... &lt;br /&gt;In the meantime,  &lt;a href="http://scappyhappy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Iva&lt;/a&gt; is having &lt;a href="http://scappyhappy.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-is-my-100th-post.html"&gt;a contest&lt;/a&gt;!  I'm still thinking about teddy bear names, but pop on over for a visit and make a suggestion.  And yes, you know the drill - don't forget to tell her I sent you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-317179187760300991?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/317179187760300991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=317179187760300991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/317179187760300991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/317179187760300991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2008/12/stop-world-i-wanna-get-off.html' title='Stop the World - I Wanna Get Off!!!'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-6883013651099474930</id><published>2008-11-23T18:29:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T18:38:23.572-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>Attack of the Slippery White Stuff</title><content type='html'>Princess Knitsalot headed home to Ontario yesterday.  She had arrived in rain and left in snow...  Yes, we had our first real snowfall of the season yesterday.  Why is it that winter always seems to catch Canadians by surprise? &lt;br /&gt;We had a long, slow and slightly scary trip going both to the airport and coming home.  I'm not quite sure why, since it had been clearly snowing for quite a while, but there were NO SNOWPLOWS out yesterday afternoon.  I did manage to find one on the way home which had the advantage of making the trip less slippery, if not any faster.&lt;br /&gt;My sister had suggested to my niece that winter boots might be a good thing to pack because it was already snowing in Ontario last weekend, but since she knew that we didn't have snow she declined.  However, snowboots were a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;must&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;yesterday.  I &lt;em&gt;knew&lt;/em&gt; that there was a reason that I hadn't disposed of Old Son's boots from last year yet, I just didn't know what it was.  Yes, I sent Princess Knitsalot home wearing her cousin's outgrown snow boots.  They were a little big on her but did at least keep her feet warm and dry.  Quite the fashion statement, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I would have taken and posted pics of both the boots and the snow, but it appears that Mr. Me has taken the camera travelling with him...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-6883013651099474930?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/6883013651099474930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=6883013651099474930' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/6883013651099474930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/6883013651099474930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2008/11/attack-of-slippery-white-stuff.html' title='Attack of the Slippery White Stuff'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-9141802933948917478</id><published>2008-11-20T16:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T08:41:55.885-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>More Than Just My LYS</title><content type='html'>I've had a house guest visiting since last Sunday. My eldest niece has been visiting from Ontario. Much to my delight (and her parents' dismay) she is considering the &lt;a href="http://unb.ca/"&gt;University of New Brunswick'&lt;/a&gt;s Faculty of Engineering. She had a campus tour on Tuesday and has been enjoying an otherwise quiet week. On Tuesday morning we dropped the boys off at their respective schools and drove into Fredericton. We parked and walked over to my office building. I explained where the shops were and we agreed to meet 10:40 so I could take her up to the university for her 11:00 tour. So far, so good, right?&lt;br /&gt;Around 10:55 I am starting to feel anxious. At 11:00, I am feeling &lt;em&gt;PANIC!!!&lt;/em&gt; I ask a coworker heading to Tim Horton's to check to see if she there... Sometimes family resemblances are a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;11:10 - no, she's not at Tim's. I am pretty sure that despite the fact that my niece is almost 20, my sister is going to &lt;strong&gt;KILL ME!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My much calmer coworkers and I start to brainstorm about the situation. Could she still be on Ontario time? But if she is, where might she be??? This is where the &lt;a href="http://yarnsonyork.blogspot.com/"&gt;LYS&lt;/a&gt; comes in. My niece is a knitter. We call the &lt;a href="http://yarnsonyork.blogspot.com/"&gt;LYS&lt;/a&gt; and the conversation goes something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LYS - Good morning, Singer Sewing Centre...&lt;br /&gt;Me - Hi - Trish?&lt;br /&gt;LYS - Yes...?&lt;br /&gt;Me - Hi, Trish. It's Miss Me. I have a missing person and she is a knitter... Have you seen a young woman who looks a lot like me wearing a pink jacket this morning? &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Note - The spaces and punctuation really ran together into a really long and fast word, but that would make it too hard to read.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;LYS - What colour is her hair?&lt;br /&gt;Me - Blonde and she is wearing glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the background I hear Trish asking if her customer knows me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Princess Knitsalot was still on Ontario time, but the lure of yarn for knitter made her actions somewhat predictable which probably saved me from some nasty fate at the hands of my sister! Sometimes your &lt;a href="http://yarnsonyork.blogspot.com/"&gt;LYS&lt;/a&gt; is more than just a yarn store - it's like a homing beacon for wayward knitters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(After her campus tour she went back to finish her browsing and buying.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-9141802933948917478?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/9141802933948917478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=9141802933948917478' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/9141802933948917478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/9141802933948917478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2008/11/more-than-just-my-lys.html' title='More Than Just My LYS'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-3569628275346392395</id><published>2008-11-11T09:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T09:42:34.105-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>90 Years - A Day of Remembrance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SRmKn2bLQoI/AAAAAAAABDw/bSFQP4CVdTQ/s1600-h/DSCN2106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267393656415535746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SRmKn2bLQoI/AAAAAAAABDw/bSFQP4CVdTQ/s400/DSCN2106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lest we forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-3569628275346392395?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/3569628275346392395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=3569628275346392395' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/3569628275346392395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/3569628275346392395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2008/11/90-years-day-of-remembrance.html' title='90 Years - A Day of Remembrance'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SRmKn2bLQoI/AAAAAAAABDw/bSFQP4CVdTQ/s72-c/DSCN2106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-7661499856028108887</id><published>2008-11-11T09:02:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T09:36:29.877-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loving socks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>Ready for Anything</title><content type='html'>Firstly, oh thank you great Blogger for &lt;em&gt;FINALLY&lt;/em&gt; allowing me to post...  I don't know what has been going on, but Blogger hasn't felt like letting me in for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;The rain that started last week continued over the weekend.  The weekend included the middle school soccer tournament.  Older Son is the co-captain of his school's team.  As a good Mom, I went to watch.&lt;br /&gt;We got up early, had our breakfast and packed the car. &lt;br /&gt;Here is what I packed:&lt;br /&gt;2 folding chairs - utility?  75%.  Both chairs were used although not all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Golf sized umbrella - utility?  100%.  I didn't need it all the time, but I did need it!&lt;br /&gt;Towels - utility?  5%.  We didn't use them, but having them was a good safety net.&lt;br /&gt;Blankets - utility?  50%.  Only one of the 2 was used.  I probably shouldn't have packed a fleece with teddy bears on it for a 12 year old boy...  The plain red one was the one that was used.&lt;br /&gt;2 Thermoses of hot chocolate - utility?  60%.  One would have done just fine.&lt;br /&gt;Snack - utility?  None.  We went somewhere to warm up to eat so  needn't have bothered packing food.&lt;br /&gt;Knitting - utility?  Low.  I did frog my &lt;a href="http://home.comcast.net/~meangirl/archshapedsocks.pdf"&gt;Arch-Shaped Socks&lt;/a&gt; back to a mistake, but didn't really get much knitting done.&lt;br /&gt;A book to read - utility?  Very low.  I read one page.&lt;br /&gt;My winter jacket and gloves - utility?  Greater than 100%.  It was chilly, but the damp made it feel colder.&lt;br /&gt;Sunglasses clip-ons for my glasses - utility? Absolutely positively none!  Does this look like I would have possibly needed sunglasses? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SRmCzN1DwoI/AAAAAAAABDo/KLz2XqWMxxE/s1600-h/DSCN2101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267385055583650434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SRmCzN1DwoI/AAAAAAAABDo/KLz2XqWMxxE/s400/DSCN2101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We'll consider that a move of eternal optimism...  I live in denial sometimes. &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-7661499856028108887?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/7661499856028108887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=7661499856028108887' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/7661499856028108887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/7661499856028108887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2008/11/ready-for-anything.html' title='Ready for Anything'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SRmCzN1DwoI/AAAAAAAABDo/KLz2XqWMxxE/s72-c/DSCN2101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-1029760955254899592</id><published>2008-11-07T16:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T16:37:10.548-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the bus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>Cats and Dogs</title><content type='html'>Despite the fact that the calendar says that it is November, Mother Nature seems to think that it is April.  Now I don't really mind that it is warmer than usual, but a little less rain wouldn't hurt.  It's raining cats and dogs out there!  To make matters worse, I had my cute umbrella this morning, and even though I didn't step outside all day, I no longer have my umbrella.  I've been on course for 3 days and today we finished early.  "Bonus - a half hour of unexpected knitting time!" I thought.  Only when I went to wait for my bus in the rain did I realize that I had left my umbrella in the classroom.  I rushed back (because if I miss my bus I've got one heck of a problem), but it wasn't there anymore...  Here's hoping someone from the office realized it was mine.  In the meantime, the bus heater feels much better than normal and hopefully I will be at least a little bit less damp by the time I get home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-1029760955254899592?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/1029760955254899592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=1029760955254899592' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/1029760955254899592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/1029760955254899592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2008/11/cats-and-dogs.html' title='Cats and Dogs'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-1815946327644496917</id><published>2008-11-04T16:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T16:57:30.884-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>Testing...  Testing...</title><content type='html'>I am trying to blog from my Blackberry.  It is too dark to knit or read but this gadget has a backlit screen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-1815946327644496917?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/1815946327644496917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=1815946327644496917' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/1815946327644496917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/1815946327644496917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2008/11/testing-testing.html' title='Testing...  Testing...'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-469176738949894898</id><published>2008-11-01T17:58:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T18:05:43.983-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>No Luck</title><content type='html'>Yesterday the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grim_reaper"&gt;Grim Reapers&lt;/a&gt; came a calling.  &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grim_reaper"&gt;The Grim Reaper&lt;/a&gt; on the right is mine.  The &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grim_reaper"&gt;Grim Reaper &lt;/a&gt;on the left is Younger Son's best buddy.  While they scored lots of candy and treats, they had no luck in the souls department.  Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SQzDJoziHMI/AAAAAAAABDQ/u87LM3O1kHM/s1600-h/DSCN2099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263796634829069506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SQzDJoziHMI/AAAAAAAABDQ/u87LM3O1kHM/s400/DSCN2099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Despite the fact that Older Son is not yet a teenager, he was still a zombie for the day.  And you can't steal the souls of the undead...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263796847190603010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SQzDV_6d9QI/AAAAAAAABDY/2tkM3Z4DOeg/s400/DSCN2098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;No - I haven't had much time for knitting.  I had to make Hallowe'en costumes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-469176738949894898?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/469176738949894898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=469176738949894898' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/469176738949894898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/469176738949894898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2008/11/no-luck.html' title='No Luck'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SQzDJoziHMI/AAAAAAAABDQ/u87LM3O1kHM/s72-c/DSCN2099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-6547696726179289259</id><published>2008-10-22T20:56:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T21:22:35.343-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moments of blondeness'/><title type='text'>Hat or Toilet Seat Cover</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SP-_YDnAbmI/AAAAAAAABDI/cD0dN4W8RaM/s1600-h/DSCN2095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260133309798706786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SP-_YDnAbmI/AAAAAAAABDI/cD0dN4W8RaM/s400/DSCN2095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Like many knitters, I was very excited when the &lt;a href="http://knitty.com/ISSUEfall08/index.html"&gt;Fall 2008&lt;/a&gt; issue of &lt;a href="http://knitty.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Knitty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; came out.  So many great patterns!  But the one that really spoke to me was &lt;a href="http://knitty.com/ISSUEfall08/PATTmorgan.html"&gt;Morgan&lt;/a&gt;.  I love that hat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Around the same time, my &lt;a href="http://yarnsonyork.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;LYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; got in some of its fall yarn shipment including some &lt;a href="http://www.sirdar.co.uk/searchresults"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Sirdar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Tweedie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  Yum!  I thought:  &lt;em&gt;"What a lovely yarn for my new hat.  I know that it is a little bit heavier, but since I want a hat of substance, if I can get gauge I should be fine."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After much swatch I thought that I had achieved success!  I started knitting...  I knit the folded ridge.  I measured.  I thought:  &lt;em&gt;"I'm a little bit off but it probably the needle pulling it out making it measure bigger than it should be.  Besides - it isn't that much bigger." &lt;/em&gt; I kept knitting.  Before I put on the peak, I realized that much as I loved the pattern and the yarn, my hat was looking unmistakably like a knitted toilet seat cover.  In a state of denial, I convinced myself that it would be better once I knit the peak...  I wasn't completely wrong.  I was &lt;strong&gt;much better&lt;/strong&gt;!  But it was still &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;very wrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.  Take a good look at it.  It will never be seen on my head in this form.  I looks like something a pimp would wear.  It is going to be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;frogged&lt;/span&gt; and re-knit as a different and more suitable hat.  (Yes - I am open to suggestions.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260133096992301986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SP-_Lq2AY6I/AAAAAAAABDA/d3DjTbF2tck/s400/DSCN2094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons learned here?  Gauge swatches are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;mischievous&lt;/span&gt; liars and you really can't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;substitute&lt;/span&gt; whatever you want no matter how badly you want it to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-6547696726179289259?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/6547696726179289259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=6547696726179289259' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/6547696726179289259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/6547696726179289259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2008/10/hat-or-toilet-seat-cover.html' title='Hat or Toilet Seat Cover'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SP-_YDnAbmI/AAAAAAAABDI/cD0dN4W8RaM/s72-c/DSCN2095.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-4161629230888061438</id><published>2008-10-22T20:41:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T20:55:45.128-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='loving socks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finished objects'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Christmas Knitting</title><content type='html'>Announcing my first finished handknit Christmas gift! Ta-da!!!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SP-63-1w8BI/AAAAAAAABCo/9RMkqaSwTFg/s1600-h/DSCN2092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260128360716103698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SP-63-1w8BI/AAAAAAAABCo/9RMkqaSwTFg/s320/DSCN2092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SP-7AA2wpXI/AAAAAAAABCw/nbn-Bk4p3Hg/s1600-h/DSCN2093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260128498696103282" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SP-7AA2wpXI/AAAAAAAABCw/nbn-Bk4p3Hg/s320/DSCN2093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.designedlykristi.com/?page_id=647"&gt;Pywacket socks&lt;/a&gt; for my SIL. Note the detail of the lace, how it looks like little pawprints. Yes, she is an animal lover.  The yarn is the lovely Trekking yarn that &lt;a href="http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2008/04/look-what-i-won.html"&gt;I won earlier this year &lt;/a&gt;in &lt;a href="http://cynicalgal.blogspot.com/"&gt;(Not-so) Cynical Knitting Gal&lt;/a&gt;'s contest.  They were knit on 2.25mm needles, smaller than I would normally use but considering the lace, I needed something a little bit smaller.  Since &lt;a href="http://cynicalgal.blogspot.com/"&gt;(Not-so) Cynical Knitting Gal&lt;/a&gt; is an animal lover, too, I really hope she'll be pleased with the end product.  I was going to knit myself some "coffee" socks, but the yarn told me it was wilder and furrier than coffee...  Mouthy yarn...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-4161629230888061438?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/4161629230888061438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=4161629230888061438' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/4161629230888061438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/4161629230888061438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2008/10/christmas-knitting.html' title='Christmas Knitting'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SP-63-1w8BI/AAAAAAAABCo/9RMkqaSwTFg/s72-c/DSCN2092.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-8347584509028297849</id><published>2008-10-17T22:13:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T22:37:40.280-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>What Was I Thinking?</title><content type='html'>This week was a very short week for me.  Since Monday was Thanksgiving, it was a holiday and then today I took the day off to teach knitting to some of the kids at the local elementary school.  &lt;strong&gt;What was I thinking???&lt;/strong&gt;  Perhaps I wasn't...&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, my hat goes off to any of you out there who are or who have ever been a teacher.  After today, I'm pretty sure that you're all very underappreciated. &lt;br /&gt;Now I have kids of my own.  Two of them.  Boys even!  This did not prepare me for what lay in store for me.  11 kids were expected.  12 arrived.  No problem - I had prepared an extra bag.  4 boys and 8 girls.  Each of them received a bag containing basic knitting instructions, a ball of yarn and a set of needles.  I &lt;em&gt;tried&lt;/em&gt; to explain to them what was in the bag and why it was there, noting particularly the fact that all the instructions had pictures in case that was easier than reading...  Oh - wait - it's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so much easier&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to understand instructions if you &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;actually listen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to them!  I had not realized previously how very attentive my own children were.&lt;br /&gt;I spent an hour with them and have 4 more sessions with them.  The first session went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;Me:  "Knitting needles are not weapons.  Please do not poke or hit anyone with them.  Please do not sword fight with them.  If you do this, I will have to take them from you."  (Many of them took this as a challenge...)  "The first thing that we need to do is learn how to make a slip knot since that is the first step to casting on, which is the start of knitting.  Open you booklet to the first page..."&lt;br /&gt;This started a chorus os "I can't do this!" "This is too hard!"&lt;br /&gt;I tried to explain that you should never give up on something before you've even tried it, and that it is okay to make mistakes and to have to try again.&lt;br /&gt;I even had one kid say "My Gran knits and it isn't that hard - you must be doing it wrong."  Pardon???  I'm still not sure who should really be more insulted:  me or her unknowing Gran!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, on the bright side, one of the little boys in the group (who happens to be a friend of Younger Son) was very attentive.  At the end of the hour, where he had suceeded in starting to cast on his stitches, he asked me if it was okay for him to take his knitting home with him and if it was okay for him to work ahead if he wanted.  I could have hugged him!  It was just what I needed to hear, rather than the little girl who spent an hour demanding to be allowed to leave for a different group and having been told no, insisting that all my time be spent with her and was baffled when I told her that since I wasn't convinced she was going to come back, that no, she couldn't take it home with her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-8347584509028297849?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/8347584509028297849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=8347584509028297849' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/8347584509028297849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/8347584509028297849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-was-i-thinking.html' title='What Was I Thinking?'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-3258094632944044055</id><published>2008-10-14T12:03:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T19:42:03.947-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KAL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>Some Clues Are More Co-operative Than Others (aka SOTS iii Progress)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Clue 7 –&lt;/strong&gt; Clue 7 insisted on being photographed outside. It wanted some fresh air and to feel the warmth of the sunshine… &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SPUeirZiDjI/AAAAAAAABBo/NBzwBCUF3UM/s1600-h/DSCN2083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257141721139121714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SPUeirZiDjI/AAAAAAAABBo/NBzwBCUF3UM/s320/DSCN2083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SPUersH0BBI/AAAAAAAABBw/RSKygRfQnkM/s1600-h/DSCN2084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257141875952059410" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SPUersH0BBI/AAAAAAAABBw/RSKygRfQnkM/s320/DSCN2084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Result? The detail doesn’t show well at all in either photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clue 8 -&lt;/strong&gt; Clue 8 was “too tired” to do anything other than lie on the couch… No – my rug isn’t really that much more intense than my furniture. It’s the lighting. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SPUe3WT4ztI/AAAAAAAABB4/aOOUydyfzJ0/s1600-h/DSCN2086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257142076255555282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SPUe3WT4ztI/AAAAAAAABB4/aOOUydyfzJ0/s320/DSCN2086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the flash of the camera attracts small impish pajama clad people like Younger Son.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SPUfCUeMXKI/AAAAAAAABCA/jqFxIlsc8b8/s1600-h/DSCN2088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257142264740469922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SPUfCUeMXKI/AAAAAAAABCA/jqFxIlsc8b8/s320/DSCN2088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have started &lt;strong&gt;Clue 9&lt;/strong&gt;, but am only a few rows in. Whether or not this stole gets done on time, who the heck knows! But it will be close.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-3258094632944044055?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/3258094632944044055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=3258094632944044055' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/3258094632944044055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/3258094632944044055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2008/10/some-clues-are-more-co-operative-than.html' title='Some Clues Are More Co-operative Than Others (aka SOTS iii Progress)'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SPUeirZiDjI/AAAAAAAABBo/NBzwBCUF3UM/s72-c/DSCN2083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-1829455663335593232</id><published>2008-10-13T12:06:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T12:15:20.003-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>Reality Check</title><content type='html'>Today is Canadian Thanksgiving and as I write this it is just around noon.  So far today I have made the dressing for the turkey, stuffed the turkey and put it on to roast, started the turnip puff, made the blueberry crisp for dessert, washed all the pots and pans, turned on the dishwasher and washed and hung out to dry two loads of laundry.  The truth is that I am feeling anything but thankful.  Resentful and grouchy would be closer to my current state...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, if I take a step back and look at my life, I really should be more grateful and thankful.  I have two wonderful children, who are both bright and healthy.  I myself am healthy.  My husband is healthy.  Both Mr. Me and myself are gainfully employed with jobs that allow us to afford a beautiful home and some perks that we truthfully take for granted.  We live in a democratic country that affords us rights, priveleges and freedoms that many can't even dream of.  &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(A special note to my fellow Canadians, don't forget to vote tomorrow.  I don't care how you vote so long as you vote your conscience.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;  So even though I'm going to go and iron now, I really should be more appreciative, although I'd rather be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;knitting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-1829455663335593232?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/1829455663335593232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=1829455663335593232' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/1829455663335593232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/1829455663335593232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2008/10/reality-check.html' title='Reality Check'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-2770899526820469073</id><published>2008-10-04T14:58:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T15:08:44.231-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KAL'/><title type='text'>Secret of the Stole iii Progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2008/08/sots-iii-hint-1-completed.html"&gt;One...&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2008/09/injustice.html"&gt;Two...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Three...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SOevuZWWiYI/AAAAAAAABBg/KbH8r7kZVpY/s1600-h/DSCN2045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253360701964454274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SOevuZWWiYI/AAAAAAAABBg/KbH8r7kZVpY/s400/DSCN2045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Four...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SOevhanL-yI/AAAAAAAABBY/0PPq1TQIJMM/s1600-h/DSCN2061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253360478965201698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SOevhanL-yI/AAAAAAAABBY/0PPq1TQIJMM/s400/DSCN2061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Five...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SOevLzXPTBI/AAAAAAAABBQ/ZcpqW92NOVY/s1600-h/DSCN2064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253360107652074514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SOevLzXPTBI/AAAAAAAABBQ/ZcpqW92NOVY/s400/DSCN2064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Six...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SOevEaTs3eI/AAAAAAAABBI/leDlCKJvCik/s1600-h/DSCN2066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253359980667264482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SOevEaTs3eI/AAAAAAAABBI/leDlCKJvCik/s400/DSCN2066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, I'm still behind, but not nearly as far behind as I was.  Technically, since clue 8 only came out yesterday, I'm really &lt;strong&gt;only one clue behind&lt;/strong&gt; right now!  I might actually finish this on time...   By the way, the further into this pattern I get, the more &lt;strong&gt;I love it&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-2770899526820469073?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/2770899526820469073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=2770899526820469073' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/2770899526820469073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/2770899526820469073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2008/10/secret-of-stole-iii-progress.html' title='Secret of the Stole iii Progress'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SOevuZWWiYI/AAAAAAAABBg/KbH8r7kZVpY/s72-c/DSCN2045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-68897119002916262</id><published>2008-10-02T19:26:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T10:43:08.649-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>Thank You, Angie!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SOVLWtYui-I/AAAAAAAAAvE/vHULQBNY2MU/s1600-h/aaaward.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252687393910066146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SOVLWtYui-I/AAAAAAAAAvE/vHULQBNY2MU/s400/aaaward.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm a little late in getting to acknowledging this, but I was both honoured and humbled when &lt;a href="http://cyclingknitter.blogspot.com/"&gt;Angie&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://cyclingknitter.blogspot.com/2008/09/yeah-award-just-for-me.html"&gt;nominated me for this award&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://cyclingknitter.blogspot.com/"&gt;Angie&lt;/a&gt; was my downstream swap partner for the Spring Fling Coffee Swap and I had a fabulous time getting to know her a bit via e-mail and &lt;a href="http://cyclingknitter.blogspot.com/"&gt;her blog&lt;/a&gt;. I can't imagine not staying in touch with her on some level. When she talks about her younger son in particular, I often smile as he sounds so similar to my younger boy who happens to be the same age!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the rules that go along with the award:&lt;br /&gt;The Rules:The rules for award acceptance are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;1. The winner can put the logo on his/her website/blog.&lt;br /&gt;2. Add a link to the person who gave you this award.&lt;br /&gt;3. Nominate at least 7 other websites/blogs.&lt;br /&gt;4. Provide links of the nominated websites/blogs.&lt;br /&gt;5. Leave a message at each website owner that you´&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; nominated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if I'm truthful, the rules are probably part of the reason that I have taken my time in posting about the award.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I know that some of the blogs that I would nominate have already been nominated. Secondly, in true Canadian fashion, I have a hard time not acknowledging &lt;em&gt;everyone&lt;/em&gt; that I read (we don't want anyone to feel badly about themselves) and that would just take way too long! And finally, in the past I have felt kind of funny when I've either tagged or nominated someone for something and it has gone unacknowledged. Funny that I kind of did the same thing, isn't it? I don't know what other people's motivations might have been, I can only understand my own and believe me when I say that it was all internal weird stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So - I'm going to cheat and not "name names", suffice it to say that if I comment on your blog on any kind of regular or semi-regular basis, you are definitely nominated, but since there are a number of blogs that I just lurk around as well, you're nominated if you read me and I don't know about it! Just leave me a comment, please, so that I can start reading your blogs too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-68897119002916262?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/68897119002916262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=68897119002916262' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/68897119002916262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/68897119002916262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2008/10/thank-you-angie.html' title='Thank You, Angie!'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SOVLWtYui-I/AAAAAAAAAvE/vHULQBNY2MU/s72-c/aaaward.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-3320745940354622371</id><published>2008-09-28T13:24:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T13:46:02.955-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='KAL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='finished objects'/><title type='text'>My Male Models</title><content type='html'>First up - let's have a big hand for the return of &lt;a href="http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2007/06/meet-fred.html"&gt;Fred&lt;/a&gt;...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SN-w05x95II/AAAAAAAAAu8/tQmooee4g_4/s1600-h/DSCN2025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251110113447371906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SN-w05x95II/AAAAAAAAAu8/tQmooee4g_4/s400/DSCN2025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today we have Fred wearing my finished (and blocked!) &lt;a href="http://knitandknag.blogspot.com/2008/04/mystic-light-lace-shawl.html"&gt;Mystic Light Shawl&lt;/a&gt;.  Made of 2 skeins of &lt;a href="http://handmaiden.ca/"&gt;Handmaiden Seasilk&lt;/a&gt;, doesn't he look &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;just lovely&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SN-wq7BsgLI/AAAAAAAAAu0/7nrGu2ZOfOc/s1600-h/DSCN2024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251109941983084722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SN-wq7BsgLI/AAAAAAAAAu0/7nrGu2ZOfOc/s400/DSCN2024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next, Fred shows off the &lt;a href="http://goddessknits1.blogspot.com/"&gt;Goddess Knits&lt;/a&gt; Anniversary shawl.  Made of &lt;a href="http://www.knitpicks.com/"&gt;Knitpicks&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.knitpicks.com/Alpaca+Cloud+Lace+Yarn_YD5420108.html"&gt;Alpaca Cloud &lt;/a&gt;in Papaya Heather - a little over 3 skeins was needed - on 3.5 mm needles, it is a lovely circular shawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SN-wiAimndI/AAAAAAAAAus/9FjOg9TC10w/s1600-h/DSCN2027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251109788844465618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SN-wiAimndI/AAAAAAAAAus/9FjOg9TC10w/s400/DSCN2027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Blocked to approx. 5 feet in diameter, &lt;strong&gt;just look&lt;/strong&gt; at &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that detail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SN-wZlQqnUI/AAAAAAAAAuk/_js5VM6mAxc/s1600-h/DSCN2028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251109644082519362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SN-wZlQqnUI/AAAAAAAAAuk/_js5VM6mAxc/s400/DSCN2028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Next up, we have Mr. Me modelling his custom knit 4 by 2 rib sweater.  Featuring an allover rib pattern, saddle shoulders and a turtle neck, this sweater was knit out of 3 skeins of &lt;a href="http://www.cascadeyarns.com/cascade-eco.asp"&gt;Cascade Eco Wool&lt;/a&gt;.  Doesn't he look warm and cozy as he travels up the Saint John River?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SN-wOsxfU6I/AAAAAAAAAuc/3ObdemynAfw/s1600-h/DSCN2060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251109457120678818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SN-wOsxfU6I/AAAAAAAAAuc/3ObdemynAfw/s400/DSCN2060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-3320745940354622371?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/3320745940354622371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=3320745940354622371' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/3320745940354622371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/3320745940354622371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-male-models.html' title='My Male Models'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SN-w05x95II/AAAAAAAAAu8/tQmooee4g_4/s72-c/DSCN2025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-3683003127809038364</id><published>2008-09-23T19:54:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T20:31:16.555-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>Election?  What Election?</title><content type='html'>Since this blog isn't about politics, I'm not going to espouse any political opinions here, aside from urging all of you who live in democracies to always exercise your democratic right to have a say in your country's future.  I don't care how you vote so long as you &lt;strong&gt;DO IT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'm sure that most of the world knows, the United States is in the midst of a Presidential Election.  Unless you're Canadian, you may not know that we too are in the midst of a general election.  This is where the knitting comes in.  I've noted that many of the American knitting blogs that I read are very openly proclaiming their support for one candidate or another or making reference to political groups that they belong to on &lt;a href="https://www.ravelry.com/account/login"&gt;Ravelry&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;"Interesting...", I thought, since I'm not seeing the same sort of open political support on Canadian knitting blogs, nor references to political groups on &lt;a href="https://www.ravelry.com/account/login"&gt;Ravelry&lt;/a&gt;.  "This requires more investigation", I thought to myself.&lt;br /&gt;So I headed over to &lt;a href="https://www.ravelry.com/account/login"&gt;Ravelry&lt;/a&gt; and did searches on &lt;a href="http://pm.gc.ca/eng/pm.asp"&gt;Harper&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.liberal.ca/glance_e.aspx"&gt;Dion&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://ridings.ndp.ca/en"&gt;Layton&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.greenparty.ca/en/about_us/elizabeth_may"&gt;May&lt;/a&gt;.  There is one group, &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/groups/canada-indecision-2008"&gt;Canada Indecision 2008&lt;/a&gt;.  It has 85 members. &lt;br /&gt;Then I did searches on &lt;a href="https://donate.barackobama.com/page/content/splashsignupcky/"&gt;Obama&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.johnmccain.com/"&gt;McCain&lt;/a&gt;.  The search under &lt;a href="https://donate.barackobama.com/page/content/splashsignupcky/"&gt;Obama&lt;/a&gt; yields 8 groups.  The largest is &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/groups/knitters-for-barack-obama"&gt;Knitters for Barrack Obama &lt;/a&gt;with a whopping 3,147 members!  &lt;a href="http://www.johnmccain.com/"&gt;McCain&lt;/a&gt; yields a similar number of results (with some duplication) and while &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/groups/the-mccain-ravelry"&gt;The McCain Ravelry &lt;/a&gt;is significantly smaller than &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/groups/knitters-for-barack-obama"&gt;Knitters for Barrack Obama&lt;/a&gt;, its 510 members still looks impressive compared to the 85 interested in the Canadian election.  Since we don't have a Vice Prime Minister, I won't even go into the groups about the US running mates...&lt;br /&gt;What does this say about us?  Are Canadians really that disinterested in our political future?  Or are we just more private about it?  Or maybe we all decided to follow the advice of &lt;a href="http://www.votepetermackay.ca/?gclid=CP60mKCI85UCFReSQAodcS0xeQ"&gt;Peter MacKay &lt;/a&gt;as given to &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alexa_McDonough"&gt;Alexa McDonough&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.cbc.ca/news/story/2006/01/20/elxn-mackay-knitting.html"&gt;"Stick to your knitting!"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-3683003127809038364?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/3683003127809038364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=3683003127809038364' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/3683003127809038364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/3683003127809038364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2008/09/election-what-election.html' title='Election?  What Election?'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-971171046596474051.post-883454852575478</id><published>2008-09-21T22:17:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T22:21:10.817-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just rambling'/><title type='text'>How I Spent the Last Day of Summer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SNbydCmLEAI/AAAAAAAAAuU/7MLXLEtt1NU/s1600-h/DSCN2048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248648996473999362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SNbydCmLEAI/AAAAAAAAAuU/7MLXLEtt1NU/s400/DSCN2048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Aquila has left her Summer anchorage and has made the journey back to the yacht club where she will soon be snuggled in for Winter.  Since we have to motor upriver against the current, I did manage a little bit of knitting time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/971171046596474051-883454852575478?l=knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/feeds/883454852575478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=971171046596474051&amp;postID=883454852575478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/883454852575478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/971171046596474051/posts/default/883454852575478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitmetotheendoftime.blogspot.com/2008/09/how-i-spent-last-day-of-summer.html' title='How I Spent the Last Day of Summer'/><author><name>Miss Me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18412899950851520119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k28hoahOHKY/TZ9w4xPAJgI/AAAAAAAABOo/kTStZ328rOE/s220/Dec.7.2010%2B005.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GJ46Skqkq0o/SNbydCmLEAI/AAAAAAAAAuU/7MLXLEtt1NU/s72-c/DSCN2048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
