Last week at knit night I learned what a Mangle was. Apparently people used to iron everything.
Last night at knit night I saw KNQD save the day no less than 3 times, finding a lost lace stitch, suggesting a three needle bind-off as opposed to seaming a pocket and one other thing that I forget. I also learned that those hanging-slidy window shade banners can come off and fall on your head.
This evening we took the Liza Jane to her first dog park. Mr. Sophanne stood outside the fence. He's still a little wary of the big dogs after a dreadful bite not long enough ago (but before I knew him.) She was all bark in the car as we pulled up. Once we got in she backed off quite a bit mostly hanging out right near me. We'll go again and I expect after acclimating herself she'll be the most popular dog on the block. Must remember camera
Tomorrow is anniversary #5 for Mr. Sophanne and I. Number 5 is the anniversary of wood and spoons. Yea, I'll be stopping at the dollar store and looking for wooden spoons. Mr. Sophanne showed me a Mr. Rogers book he ordered for me and said there was a snow globe too but I didn't get to preview it. We are also going to Pittsburgh on Friday night to see the premier of a movie about the revival of Pittsburgh. He stopped at our local Gabes after the dog walk to see if we could find some matching cardigans to wear in honor of Mr. Rogers' birthday. That guy knows the way to my heart. I wish I could think of something as thoughtful.
I'm buying a flute this weekend. I always liked the flute and it sounds much better than the clarinet that I already know how to play. It's either a mid-life crisis or a practical way of enjoying music that I've been missing recently The clarinet got me to college, through college, and paved a way to my illustrious career. I think it's time to retire it. I have visions of carrying my flute with me and playing in the open air. I am so weird.
I started another project. The u-neck back to school sweater from fitted knits. I'm about 9 inches through the ribbing and heading for the waffle stitch.
I hate it when my brain doesn't compose blog posts as well as I think they should be. If you made it through- hey- thanks!