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

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.

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