The past few evenings have been too cold to knit or spin. Sitting with toes nearly in the fire just isn't prudent when there is dangling yarn and fiber being flung around the abode. So I've been doing the next best thing, catching up on the Yarn Harlot. I've two years to catch up on. Two years of archives I've been perusing, one post at a time (don't like scrolling thru an entire month). I'd forgotten about the blog until I was mid-
knittyboard drive-by and saw somebody ask if they really needed a ball winder and swift. No, I thought, no, you do not. You could just knit from the hank as does
Ms. Tuttle Hamilton. Is it bad that I aspire to be so coordinated as to be able to knit from the hank? I pondered that as I dove into the Harlot's archives.
Today, after kindling duty was completed, it was decided we would build a snowman. During my much needed coffeebreak, Kiddo made a 'practice snowman'. Then off to the garden it was to build the 'real snowman'. So HOW exactly are giant balls of snow made?? I vaguely recall something about rolling an already big ball across the snow and it grows bigger but... grrr. Kiddo and I are not
slow people but the logistics behind making a giant snowball was suddenly as mysterious as pyramid and Stonehenge construction techniques.
Perhaps some chocolate would help. Who knows, an empire was built on several cups of tea, surely a snowman could benefit with a bit of chocolate. A friend happened to post some Barack chocolate bars to G. G tossed a couple to me after we were done with the kindling and it was break time and out of my pocket it came. We were quite amused. Barack simply did not meet our expectations. The wrapper just built it up way too much. Barack Obama CHANGE HAS COME TO AMERICA. Change! We will be
Newed and Improved and retsin filled by one man! Mommy? (Happy to note I've not been called Wendy since our time in Charleston, Thank You, Gary!)Huh? Did George Bush have a candybar? I don't think so. I think his bar would have been better. At least there would have been nuts! I could see George pulling at the very least
World's Finest Chocolate quality. I can't be the only one who sold those for school fund raisers!
Back to the "snowman" we went. About ten minutes in to the middle section we figured we just were not going to have one of those classic curvy snowmen. I am quite certain Obama's
change is at work here. I just know it! Are people still blaming Bush for things? Humm, I'll give Obama the snowman point at any rate.
We were quite pleased with our SnowShmoo, even if it is not what we'd set out to build. It was just enough time outside to lob snowballs at each other and get all rosy cheeked and appreciate the hot cocoa and toasty fire that much more once back inside.
The past few evenings have been too cold to knit or spin. Sitting with toes nearly in the fire just isn't prudent when there is dangling yarn and fiber being flung around the abode. So I've been doing the next best thing, catching up on the Yarn Harlot. I've two years to catch up on. Two years of archives I've been perusing, one post at a time (don't like scrolling thru an entire month). I'd forgotten about the blog until I was mid-knittyboard drive-by and saw somebody ask if they really needed a ball winder and swift. No, I thought, no, you do not. You could just knit from the hank as does Ms. Tuttle Hamilton. Is it bad that I aspire to be so coordinated as to be able to knit from the hank? I pondered that as I dove into the Harlot's archives.
Today, after kindling duty was completed, it was decided we would build a snowman. During my much needed coffeebreak, Kiddo made a 'practice snowman'. Then off to the garden it was to build the 'real snowman'. So HOW exactly are giant balls of snow made?? I vaguely recall something about rolling an already big ball across the snow and it grows bigger but... grrr. Kiddo and I are not slow people but the logistics behind making a giant snowball was suddenly as mysterious as pyramid and Stonehenge construction techniques.
Perhaps some chocolate would help. Who knows, an empire was built on several cups of tea, surely a snowman could benefit with a bit of chocolate. A friend happened to post some Barack chocolate bars to G. G tossed a couple to me after we were done with the kindling and it was break time and out of my pocket it came. We were quite amused. Barack simply did not meet our expectations. The wrapper just built it up way too much. Barack Obama CHANGE HAS COME TO AMERICA. Change! We will be Newed and Improved and retsin filled by one man! Mommy? (Happy to note I've not been called Wendy since our time in Charleston, Thank You, Gary!)Huh? Did George Bush have a candybar? I don't think so. I think his bar would have been better. At least there would have been nuts! I could see George pulling at the very least World's Finest Chocolate quality. I can't be the only one who sold those for school fund raisers! 
Back to the "snowman" we went. About ten minutes in to the middle section we figured we just were not going to have one of those classic curvy snowmen. I am quite certain Obama's change is at work here. I just know it! Are people still blaming Bush for things? Humm, I'll give Obama the snowman point at any rate. 
We were quite pleased with our SnowShmoo, even if it is not what we'd set out to build. It was just enough time outside to lob snowballs at each other and get all rosy cheeked and appreciate the hot cocoa and toasty fire that much more once back inside.
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