Some censuring Readers will scornfully say, why hath this Lady writ her own life? Since none cares to know whose daughter she was or whose wife she is, or how she was bred, or what fortunes she had, or how she lived, or what humor or disposition she was of? I answer that is true, that 'tis to no purpose to the Readers, but it is to the Authoress, because I write it for my own sake, not theirs. ~Margaret Cavendish in 1655

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

packing my bags

Well, I've gone off and bought tickets. Next week, I'm going to LA to visit Ebony and Amy and then in May I'm going with Sweetie to Italy. That's right Italy! The sad part is the tickets to Italy are only about $70 more than my tickets to LA.

Saturday, January 10, 2009


So, I have finished 3 pairs of socks since the middle of January and have started on my 4th pair. I don't know what burr is up my butt, but at least I feel productive in this cold, snowy (crappy) winter. What I really need to do is finish up this pair, rip out part of the red SOS socks and finish those and then really work on a baby blanket for baby Landyn. At the rate I'm going, this child will be graduated from high school before the blanket is half done.

In livestock news, Miss Pig is surviving well. I think that she is plumping up nicely and maybe she won't go back to the auction quite yet.

Tuesday, January 06, 2009

Having an Epiphany on Epiphany

Ok, maybe not. I am working on Gma Ferguson's big girl red socks, but I should really be working on Baby Landyn's baby blanket. That poor child is probably very cold right now. I'm the bad auntie for sure!!!!

Luckily, with the snow today, I plan to hibernate until it stops being being so ugly outside. I just wish my boss would agree with that and let me stay at home in my flannel jammies.