Road Kill

Does this really look like road kill? I made a chemo cap for dear friend. We laughed and laughed as she tried it on. Yep... she looked like she had a dead gravel splatted rat on her had. And she tells me she wears it anyway. I bet she does.

Orchid Pi Shawl

It's off the needles and on the floor ready for dropped stitch inspection. So far so good. Trouble is the grandson thinks it's a rug. Does it really look that bad? Maybe it will be better after it's blocked. But first I must cue up for parking space so I can purchase blocking pins... hmmm might be after the holiday.

Where Did She Go?

Hmmmm it's December 14th. Only 10 shopping days left. Is she shopping???? Nah, she's too busy playing with red hats and grandson. Will she shop this year? After spending 45 minutes to make two trips around the shopping center looking for a place to park... not likely. Someone said that the stores are having a tough time this year because of all the online shopping. Not in my neighborhood.

Just thought I'd put a little something here because Big Brother thought I fell off the planet or something like that.

Retorts

In response to some comments in the Knitting Curmudgeon Blog:

OK OK I sit and knit
And often work on getting fit
But when I'm done
I have some fun
Doing things that matter

So knitters please don't judge me
For sipping special teas
My hats are red
But I'm not dead
And purple shawls still flatter.

Dickens

Ok, I own 40 some red hats. Then along comes the Dickens Fair. I don't have an appropriate hat for this occasion. I don't have hoop skirts or corsetized frocks. So I did the best I could with what I have. Didn't matter anyway, because I'm a red hatter and I can do as I please. And so be it... off to the Dickens Fair I went. Indeed there was a maze of London treats, tidbits and toddies amongst a crowd of Londonites attired in their very best finery. Go there in costume, or not. It's a great adventure back in time.

Temperance Pennington, Scribbler.

Just Call me Temperance

For the duration of my visit to the Dickens Christmas Fair, I shall assume the name of Temperance Pennington for my role in the Timegames

My occupation: Scribler (a minor and worthless author)

I must remember when I take tea: It is rude to take knife and fork in hand and commence drumming on the table while you are waiting. Eccentricity should be avoided as much as possible at the table. Oooooooooo this won't be an easy role.

TP, aka MZ

I Want I Want I Want I Need

I need these Dr Martens Must I explain why?

My Sister Babysat

And this happened


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Happy Birthday

We had a birthday this week. A whole year has gone by.

Next up... Trick or Treating.

I Need to Eat What????

I don't want to. Milk... yuck... not unless I can have it in my Nonfat Cafe Latte. Fruit... hmmm apple pie... does that count? Veggies... ok I can handle that. Maybe I should just exercise more. Get your pyramid here.