"This fog is thick as peanut butter."

"You mean pea soup."

"You eat what you like and I'll eat what I like!"

- Yukon Cornelius and Hermey the Elf

Thursday, March 22, 2007


I know the suspence is killing you: What does the 2nd Day of Spring look like in Upstate New York?*

Well, it looks a lot like this:


Actually, it all looks very mysssterious and romantic with the fog coming off the snow.

And look at this! See that brown stuff in the driveway? That's the ground! There's hope for us after all.

Oh boy, do I have Spring Fever! I'm plotting and scheming for a vegetable garden, and maybe painting the bathroom, and about 5 new knitting projects, and long walks in the woods...and sitting on the deck!! One day soon I'm going to be able to sit on my deck - right outside with no coat on and everything! But right now I'm going to have a beer and pet the dog.

Happy Spring everybody!

*So I fell asleep on the couch on the 1st Day of Spring. Sue me.

Friday, March 09, 2007


Eleven years ago, a young woman found herself alone for the first time in her life. Moving to a new job and a new town meant that family and friends were all far away and she didn't realize how very lonely life would be.

She begged her landlord for permission to get a kitten. Permission granted, a search of local shelters was made, and the girl found herself on a two hour drive to the only one that had kittens. But when she arrived, she wasn't able to look at any kittens, because the most beautiful grey cat she'd ever seen kept getting in the way. The cat meowed and meowed and followed the woman around the cage. Thus picked by a persistent cat, the young woman had no choice but to adopt her.

The cat instantly made herself at home.

The cat sat in the window every day and waited for her new mom to come home. And the young woman wasn't so lonely anymore.

She brought the cat with her on eight moves, across three states, and that cat never once complained. The cat took every new adventure in stride and helped the young woman weather several storms.

She got in trouble on occasion.

She was always ready for a snuggle. In fact, she was insistent about it and never took "not now" for an answer. She left her fur on everything.

She lived a long, happy life, and put up with other housemates who made her share the young woman's attention.

And then this morning, she died.

Goodbye J. I will love you forever.

Tuesday, March 06, 2007


OK, now don't get used to this new-blog-entries-all-the-time thing. But I found this on another blog today and it made me snort coffee out my nose. This is Franklin, a blogger from Chicago who is way more cool and funny than I. He has something to say about winter today.

The rest of his blog is worth a look too, even if you're not into knitting. He's a fantastic (professional) photographer and also lives with a chain-smoking sheep named Dolores.

And to stay on the subject of Ricky Bobby for a moment longer, I have a very ignorant question to ask. Please don't think I'm a complete idiot. WHAT is the car that Ricky's dad drove??? That is the awesomest car EVER! (An even more ignorant question - is it the same car the Dukes of Hazzard drove?) ha, ha, ha!

I like to think of Jesus as 12 feet tall and wearing a referee outfit. Touchdown!

As for Zeke, perhaps he's sad because his mommy made him go peepee in the freezing cold that morning. Or maybe it's because he got in big, big trouble for eating out of the bathroom trashcan AGAIN. He's lucky he's so cute.

Monday, March 05, 2007

More Ramblings

As heard from Jon Stewart on the Daily Show:

"For those of you who live in Washington, you may have noticed a subtle difference this week in D.C. The air - a little crisper; food - a little more tasty; homeless people - weren't being discovered drained of blood. It can only mean one thing! Vice President Dick Cheney was out of town."

HA, HA, HA, HA!!!!

And here's another article to add to the two from yesterday.

No big surprises there - of course it's not just Walter Reed. And as much as I'd like to blame it all on the bush, it's not just one guy being a jackass. It's a direct result of, shall we say, "corporate culture." Ever since Vietnam, our beloved Federal Government has failed horribly at giving our troops the support they deserve.

Ok, enough depressingness! I have only this left to say:

Talladega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby? BEST MOVIE EVER!!!! Move over Little Miss Sunshine, it's shake and bake time! (I'm a very fickle movie watcher.)

Sunday, March 04, 2007

Life is Good

Know why?

1. Look what I found!

It's my roof! I knew I left it around here somewhere. You should have been here when the small glacier flew off the section of roof over the living room. It sounded like a jet was landing on the house. Very cool...once the adrenaline wore off and I stopped screaming. I kinda wish I could have been here to watch the rest of it fall off, but I had to go to work.

2. Mmmmmm. Smell that pizza-ey goodness! It's my "Glad I'm Single Foccacia Bread Pizza". (Because I'm glad I don't have to share. hee, hee!)

This is the first time I made pizza since I moved here and I was really missing it.

3. I've been crocheting!

These are just little cotton washcloths. The one with a flower on it was made years ago when I was in college. I found it the other day in my sewing room and a little light bulb went on over my head. I forgot crocheting is kinda fun. I made the other two last weekend and donated them to my library. (I KNOW you can't read them. Our knitting/crocheting group donates stuff to sell to benefit the library.)

4. Life is just better with extra socks in it.

5. Finally, some good news for our troops.

The link I had to the original Washington Post article doesn't work any longer. But this one came out a few days later and is just as heartbreaking. I'm glad someone's finally trying to do something about it!!!

P.S. Ooh! I almost forgot! While cleaning the dust bunnies out from under the couch I uncovered another award left over from last week. Ahem. And the award for "Most Times Getting Pooped On By Birdy Houseguests And Not Complaining" goes to.....Lula's Mom!!!

Congratulations! We, uh, ran out of statues, but we do have this nice soggy bird for you.