A man left home running. He ran a ways and then turned left, ran the same distance and turned left again, ran the same distance and turned left again. When he got home there were two masked men.
Who was the man and why was he running?
Who were the two masked men?
Saturday, May 31, 2008
Saturday Sky
A bit bleak - but still pretty! Yes, we are having rain this weekend, much needed, so 'they' say.
Good day to stay inside and knit and read. (I heard somewhere that Saturday's are for housework - but I don't believe that!) I'm working on the EGEBLAD, using the worsted weight wool yarn I frogged when I could no longer deal with the Hemlock. There are mistakes in this one too - but I'm just hoping no one will notice! I also have another felted bag going - I've knit so many of them I can do it in my sleep - well, at least I can do it while actually paying attention to a ball game. I'm reading another Patricia Wentworth Miss Silver book - Danger Point, and getting ready to read An Unsuitable Job for a Woman by P.D. James, our Whoduknit author for June. Tomorrow I'm changing gears and going to a scrapbooking class. Monday will be here so quickly -why are weekends so short!!!
Good day to stay inside and knit and read. (I heard somewhere that Saturday's are for housework - but I don't believe that!) I'm working on the EGEBLAD, using the worsted weight wool yarn I frogged when I could no longer deal with the Hemlock. There are mistakes in this one too - but I'm just hoping no one will notice! I also have another felted bag going - I've knit so many of them I can do it in my sleep - well, at least I can do it while actually paying attention to a ball game. I'm reading another Patricia Wentworth Miss Silver book - Danger Point, and getting ready to read An Unsuitable Job for a Woman by P.D. James, our Whoduknit author for June. Tomorrow I'm changing gears and going to a scrapbooking class. Monday will be here so quickly -why are weekends so short!!!
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Monday, May 26, 2008
Yesterday's Hero
It's Memorial Day weekend in the US - the official start of summer! A time for cook-outs, picnics, parades, family & friends. But most of all it's a time to remember our fallen heroes, past and present. For me, it's a time to remember my dad, a WWII hero, who made it back home. He was 37 years old, married with two children, when he received his draft notice and went to serve in the Navy aboard an LSM in the Pacific. His ship was involved in the invasion of Iwo Jima and then sunk by a kamikaze plane in Okinawa. Fortunately he was rescued and eventually returned home to his family, but he left a part of him in that war. After my mom died we found all of the letters he had written to her during his time in the Navy and I was able to piece together what he had gone through. In one of his letters he wrote"When this mess is over, I can't see how anyone in the world would ever want any part of another war again." Unfortunately, as we all know, that was not to be the case. So, let's remember our war heroes today - both those who have lost their lives, and those who made it back home with their battle scars, both mental and physical. My dad died of lung cancer in 1973, but his words ring as true to me today as they did in 1945 - "I can't see how anyone in the world would ever want any part of another war again."
Sunday, May 25, 2008
Contest Winner
The answer to Tuesday's Test was: If you take the first letter and put it at the end of the word it will spell the same word. No one guessed what I am making for my Whoduknit spring swap pal, which is a good thing because I made it a mystery on purpose! But everyone's name went into the drawing, and Cindi won the set of personalized note cards! Thanks for playing!
Thursday, May 22, 2008
From a Sheep's point of view
From a sheeps point of view - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oAinrKK9aI4
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Tuesday Tests
Here is a sneak peak at what I am making for my Whoduknit Spring Swap pal - can you figure out what it is?
Now see if you can figure out what these words have in common.
1 Banana
2 Dresser
3 Grammar
4 Potato
5 Revive
6 Uneven
7 Assess
All of the comments to this post will go into a drawing for a set of personalized knitting note cards!
Sunday, May 18, 2008
Monday Morning Chuckle
Marriage is a relationship in which one person is always right...and the other is usually the husband.
When our lawn mower broke and wouldn't run, my wife kept hinting to me that I should get it fixed. But somehow I always had something else to take care of first: the truck, the car, e-mail, fishing, always something more important to me.
Finally she thought of a clever way to make her point.
When I arrived home one day, I found her seated in the tall grass,
busily snipping away with a tiny pair of sewing scissors. I watched
silently for a short time and then went into the house.
I was gone only a few minutes. When I came out again I handed her a
toothbrush. "'When you finish cutting the grass,' I said, 'you might as
well sweep the driveway.'
The doctors say I will walk again, but I will always have a limp.
A Prayer for my Blogging Friends!
Dear Lord,
I have this circle of blogger friends,
Who mean the world to me;
Some days I comment on their blogs
At other times, I let them be.
I am so blessed to have these friends,
With whom I've grown so close;
So this little poem I dedicate to them,
Because to me they are the "Most"!
When I see each comment,
And view the message they've sent;
I know they've thought of me that day,
And "well wishes" were their intent.
So to you, my blogging friends,
I would like to say,
Thank you for visiting my blog,
This comes right from my heart.
God bless you is my prayer today,
I'm honored to call you my blogging friend
And I pray the Lord will keep you safe,
Until we blog again!
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Monday WIPs
The center flower section of my Hemlock Ring Lap Blanket has been finished for about a week, but haven't gotten too far on the fan & feather portion.
I started the lace scarf from my knitpicks sampler kit. This is knitpicks crayon in a very pretty "Beach Glass" color. I've been wanting to try this yarn, it's very soft, and nice to knit with. It would be good for baby, or kid's things because it is machine wash and tumble dry. The lace stitch is an easy one, even for an ADD knitter like me.
I cast on for this dishcloth tonight to try out a pattern stitch for a contest at Aunt Kathy's Place. To enter you need to knit a swatch of the pattern and let her know what you think of it. It's called a Dot or Spot stitch and is a nice easy knit for tv watching. I'm knitting it with Sugar N. Cream in lilac.I've also cast on for my project for my Whoduknit Pal, but I can't show you that - it's a surprise!
Monday, May 12, 2008
Sunrise Sunset
Remember the words to that song?
Is this the little girl I carried.
Is this the little boy at play?
I don't remember growing older.
When did they?
When did she get to be a beauty?
When did he get to be so tall?
Wasn't it yesterday, when they were small?
Sunrise, Sunset, Swiftly flow the days,
seedlings turn overnight to sunflower.
Blossoming even as we gaze!
Yes! The twins went to the prom. They are only Freshmen, but because their HS is so small everyone is invited to the Junior Prom. Hard enough to see your children growing older, but do the grandchildren have to do it too?? And their friends!
Sunday, May 11, 2008
HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!
This is for the mothers who have sat up
all night with sick toddlers in their arms,
wiping up barf-laced with Oscar Mayer
wieners and cherry Kool-Aid saying,
'It's okay honey, Mommy's here.'
Who have sat in rocking chairs for hours on end
soothing crying babies who can't be comforted.
This is for all the mothers who show up at
work with spit-up in their hair and milk stains
on their blouses and diapers in their purse.
For all the mothers who run carpools and
make cookies and sew Halloween costumes.
And all the mothers who DON'T.
This is for the mothers who gave birth to
babies they'll never see. And the mothers
who took those babies and gave them homes.
This is for the mothers whose priceless art
collections are hanging on their refrigerator doors.
And for all the mothers who froze their buns on metal bleachers at football or soccer games instead of watching from the warmth of their cars. And that when their kids asked, 'Did you see me, Mom?' they could say, 'Of course, I wouldn't
have missed it for the world,' and mean it.
This is for all the mothers who yell at their kids in the grocery store and swat them in despair when they stomp their feet and scream for ice cream before dinner. And for all the mothers who count to ten instead, but realize how child abuse happens.
This is for all the mothers who sat down with
their children and explained all about making
babies. And for all the (grand)mothers who
wanted to, but just couldn't find the words.
This is for all the mothers who go
hungry, so their children can eat.
For all the mothers who read 'Goodnight,
Moon' twice a night for a year. And then
read it again, 'Just one more time.'
This is for all the mothers who taught
their children to tie their shoelaces before
they started school. And for all the mothers
who opted for Velcro instead.
This is for all the mothers who teach their sons
to cook and their daughters to sink a jump shot.
This is for every mother whose head turns automatically when a little voice calls 'Mom?'
in a crowd, even though they know their
own offspring are at home -- or even away
at college -- or have their own families.
This is for all the mothers who sent their kids
to school with stomach aches, assuring them
they'd be just FINE once they got there, only
to get calls from the school nurse an hour later
asking them to please pick them up. Right away.
This is for mothers whose children have gone
astray, who can't find the words to reach them.
For all the mothers who bite their lips until they
bleed when their 14 year olds dye their hair green.
For all the mothers of the victims of
recent school shootings, and the mothers
of those who did the shooting.
For the mothers of the survivors, and the mothers who sat in front of their TVs in horror, hugging their child who just came home from school, safely.
This is for all the mothers who taught their
children to be peaceful, and now pray
they come home safely from a war.
What makes a good mother anyway?
Is it patience? Compassion? Broad hips? The ability to nurse a baby, cook dinner, and
sew a button on a shirt, all at the same time?
Or is it in her heart? Is it the ache she feels when she
watches her son or daughter disappear
down the street, walking to school alone
for the very first time?
The jolt that takes her from sleep to
dread, from bed to crib at 2 A.M. to put
her hand on the back of a sleeping baby?
The panic, years later, that comes again
at 2 A.M. when she just wants to hear
their key in the door and know they
are safe again in her home?
Or the need to flee from wherever she is
and hug her child when she hears news
of a fire, a car accident, a child dying?
The emotions of motherhood are
universal and so our thoughts are for
young mothers stumbling through diaper
changes and sleep deprivation...
And for mature mothers learning to let go.
For working mothers and stay-at-home mothers.
Single mothers and married mothers.
Mothers with money, mothers without.
This is for you all. For all of us...
Hang in there. In the end we can
only do the best we can. Tell them
every day that we love them. And pray
and never stop being a mother...
This is for all the mothers who show up at
work with spit-up in their hair and milk stains
on their blouses and diapers in their purse.
For all the mothers who run carpools and
make cookies and sew Halloween costumes.
And all the mothers who DON'T.
This is for the mothers who gave birth to
babies they'll never see. And the mothers
who took those babies and gave them homes.
This is for the mothers whose priceless art
collections are hanging on their refrigerator doors.
And for all the mothers who froze their buns on metal bleachers at football or soccer games instead of watching from the warmth of their cars. And that when their kids asked, 'Did you see me, Mom?' they could say, 'Of course, I wouldn't
have missed it for the world,' and mean it.
This is for all the mothers who yell at their kids in the grocery store and swat them in despair when they stomp their feet and scream for ice cream before dinner. And for all the mothers who count to ten instead, but realize how child abuse happens.
This is for all the mothers who sat down with
their children and explained all about making
babies. And for all the (grand)mothers who
wanted to, but just couldn't find the words.
This is for all the mothers who go
hungry, so their children can eat.
For all the mothers who read 'Goodnight,
Moon' twice a night for a year. And then
read it again, 'Just one more time.'
This is for all the mothers who taught
their children to tie their shoelaces before
they started school. And for all the mothers
who opted for Velcro instead.
This is for all the mothers who teach their sons
to cook and their daughters to sink a jump shot.
This is for every mother whose head turns automatically when a little voice calls 'Mom?'
in a crowd, even though they know their
own offspring are at home -- or even away
at college -- or have their own families.
This is for all the mothers who sent their kids
to school with stomach aches, assuring them
they'd be just FINE once they got there, only
to get calls from the school nurse an hour later
asking them to please pick them up. Right away.
This is for mothers whose children have gone
astray, who can't find the words to reach them.
For all the mothers who bite their lips until they
bleed when their 14 year olds dye their hair green.
For all the mothers of the victims of
recent school shootings, and the mothers
of those who did the shooting.
For the mothers of the survivors, and the mothers who sat in front of their TVs in horror, hugging their child who just came home from school, safely.
This is for all the mothers who taught their
children to be peaceful, and now pray
they come home safely from a war.
What makes a good mother anyway?
Is it patience? Compassion? Broad hips? The ability to nurse a baby, cook dinner, and
sew a button on a shirt, all at the same time?
Or is it in her heart? Is it the ache she feels when she
watches her son or daughter disappear
down the street, walking to school alone
for the very first time?
The jolt that takes her from sleep to
dread, from bed to crib at 2 A.M. to put
her hand on the back of a sleeping baby?
The panic, years later, that comes again
at 2 A.M. when she just wants to hear
their key in the door and know they
are safe again in her home?
Or the need to flee from wherever she is
and hug her child when she hears news
of a fire, a car accident, a child dying?
The emotions of motherhood are
universal and so our thoughts are for
young mothers stumbling through diaper
changes and sleep deprivation...
And for mature mothers learning to let go.
For working mothers and stay-at-home mothers.
Single mothers and married mothers.
Mothers with money, mothers without.
This is for you all. For all of us...
Hang in there. In the end we can
only do the best we can. Tell them
every day that we love them. And pray
and never stop being a mother...
Wednesday, May 07, 2008
Teacher Appreciation Week
Happy Teacher Appreciation week to all of my fellow teachers, including those of you who home school! At our school we were treated to a buffet lunch, set up in the gym, by our PTC members. And, since we usually eat our lunch in the classroom with the kids (we don't have a cafeteria), the PTC also provided volunteers to take over our classrooms while we had a kid free lunch, so it was really special. There were also door prizes for everyone. Numbers were on the bottom of our plates and then prizes raffled off. Prizes ranged from a $100 gift certificate to the Lucern Inn, down to Peninsula Bull Dog coffee mugs. I won a $40 gift certificate to a the Bud Connection & Chocolate Barn.
I dug right into that stash I received yesterday and started on a "Hemi" (Vicki double-dared me) It's the Hemlock Ring Doily Throw , a 1942 pattern from the Canadian Spool Cotton Company written to be knit as a doily with crochet cotton. But the Rainy Sisters have converted it into a throw by knitting it with large needles and worsted weight yarn. I'm using some 100% Botany Germantown Knitting Worsted Wool that must be at least 20 years old, if not older. It was made at the Botany Mills in Passaic, NJ, which is right next to the town I grew up in (Clifton). Wish there was a date on the wrapper - I'd love to know how old it was. I've got this much done - you really can't see the pattern too well yet, and I will have to buy some longer circs because it is already getting squished.
I dug right into that stash I received yesterday and started on a "Hemi" (Vicki double-dared me) It's the Hemlock Ring Doily Throw , a 1942 pattern from the Canadian Spool Cotton Company written to be knit as a doily with crochet cotton. But the Rainy Sisters have converted it into a throw by knitting it with large needles and worsted weight yarn. I'm using some 100% Botany Germantown Knitting Worsted Wool that must be at least 20 years old, if not older. It was made at the Botany Mills in Passaic, NJ, which is right next to the town I grew up in (Clifton). Wish there was a date on the wrapper - I'd love to know how old it was. I've got this much done - you really can't see the pattern too well yet, and I will have to buy some longer circs because it is already getting squished.
Tuesday, May 06, 2008
Got Yarn!!
A friend of mine inherited a very large yarn stash from a friend who moved into a retirement home. This friend must have been collecting yarn for a very long time - apparently there was an attic full. So Roni has been sharing - and look what she dropped off at my house this morning! It was just as I was leaving for work - and I couldn't wait to get home to go through it!
Most of it is 100% wool. Some of it has no label, so I'll have to test to see if it's wool or not- especially if I'm going to felt it.
I'm so excited I feel like it's Christmas and my birthday!
The yarn for my 'Hemi' is in there someplace, and some great irish knit scarves and hats, some shawls and felted bags, ......I really need to retire!
Friday, May 02, 2008
TGIF
My Knitpicks Victorian Yarn Sampler arrived today (it doesn't count as buying yarn, right?). I love this! Can't decide which project to knit first.
Also on my list is this Little Lace Bag by Barbara Coddington. It's the bag featured on the Bag-A-Holic Yahoo Group this month.
Just have to find the right yarn.Tomorrow there is a "Celebrate the Sheep" day in a nearby town. There will be spinning demonstrations, sheep shearing, and roving, natural dyes, and hand-spun yarn available for purchase - think I just may have to go and check that out - just to look of course!
Sunday I'm going to a scrapbooking class. We'll be using stamps to create a card and a scrapbook page. Doesn't look like there will be much time for housework once again this weekend - oh well! I learned how to take care of that a long time ago. It's a secret - but I'll share it with you.
HOW TO CLEAN THE HOUSE
1. Open a new file in your PC.
2. Name it "Housework."
3. Send it to the RECYCLE BIN
4. Empty the RECYCLE BIN
5. Your PC will ask you, "Are you sure you want to delete Housework permanently?"
6. Calmly answer, "Yes," and press the mouse button firmly......
7. Feel better?
Works for me!
Thursday, May 01, 2008
Happy May Day
The winter seems like it will never end and then all of a sudden it's May and you think - wow, this school year just flew by! It's spring and that means baseball games, huddled under blankets to keep warm, the first inning lasting one hour! Talking to the other parents and grandparents, more than actually watching the game - too cold to knit! And the boys lose again - but that's okay, as long as they are having fun!
Not much knitting content for you tonight - but here is a contest for you to enter - go on over to Cass's blog cheer her up, give her some advice and win a prize!
Not much knitting content for you tonight - but here is a contest for you to enter - go on over to Cass's blog cheer her up, give her some advice and win a prize!
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