Shut Up & Knit!

3 Cranky Things

Two different businesses around the corner from the tattoo/lotto/booze/smokes place and across the street from the post office.

I'm starting to think my little corner of the burbs is taking a disturbing turn.   I'm assuming that I am NOT the only person reading this who is a little concerned at the idea of getting Botox injections at the same location one would hypothetically get a massage.  With or without a happy ending.

FFS!WTF!OMFG!  How do I live here?!

Can you tell I'm in a REALLY BAD MOOD?

Yeah, just a little.

1. The above
2. Every kid over the age of 13 is out driving a car/minivan full of drunken yahoos and rodeo clowns around.  Way under the speed limit.
3. Not listening to me just makes me want yell louder.  Next stop.  Throwing things.

Thank goodness there's a freezer full of ice cream and vodka on my side or the weekend would be a complete failure long before it started.

Aren't you glad I posted today?  *L*

A little happiness on a Monday

According to the fabulous people at TMZ*, that dreadful woman has agreed to meet with the 6 year boy.  A case of too little too bloody late if you ask me but whatever.  I still think she needs to have her show canceled and be shunned... and I don't even like children.

In other news, this was going to happen sooner or later...

 
In fact, just the other day, Carole and I were talking about something along these lines.  Then I pointed out that she'd be shooting herself in the foot over at The Pools if she did that.  *L*

Darling Natalie, who really is a natural spindler, sent me this surprise in the mail.  The tear in the envelop was made by some candy that was punished for being destructive and will never been mentioned again.  I love the color and have a feeling I know what it is. 

However, I guess we'll have to wait a few months before we get to see anything.

In weather news, the rain has stopped and locals are stumbling out of their homes in confusing.  There's a giant glowing orb in the sky and no one is really sure what it is or what happened to what felt like an ending rain/thunder/tornado cycle that's had us by the throat for the last ten or twelve day/weeks/months/something.

* Love you, Harvey!

Follow the bouncing linkie

I had not planned on blogging today, but I read something that I found upsetting yesterday.  The more I think about it, the more upset and annoyed I became.  I thought I would share with y'all because many of you remember what happened last year with my darling (fake) nephew Connor*.

TMZ posted a story** about a 6 year old boy who has Acute Lymphoblastic Leukemia.  The Make A Wish people, whom we love, offered him a wish.  (While they make NO PROMISES of being able to make every wish happen, they do work very hard.  Btw, these folks are mostly volunteers, who give their time to help children who are fighting for their lives.)

This 6 year old baby wanted to meet and cook a meal with Ina Garten. She has a show on the Food Network, some kind of a book deal, and her own website.  When asked to help grant the wish of this very ill child, Mrs. Garten said no.  She was on a book tour at the time and claimed to not have time.  The baby with leukemia?  He said he would wait for her.  (!!!)

The Make A Wish people ask her later and the answer from her people was no.  "Citing scheduling conflicts" she refused to make that baby's wish come true. They went on to claim that she is a "good friend" of the foundation, which makes me wonder if she/they familiar with the defination of that word.

The little boy went on to pick another wish, but I have a heard time believing someone so young would be able to get over the disappointment of not meeting that woman.

This morning, TMZ posted an upate.  It looks like there are a couple of Food Network chefs, who aren't assholes, want to cook for this little boy.  It's wonderful to know that there are still a few good people out there.

HOWEVER

It is a shame that someone who was made by viewers and book sales has so clearly lost sight of what is important in life.  Then again, having suffered through a couple of her shows, I can see how she may have lost all connection to a reality based life.

Oh, and remember there's nothing stopping you from letting the Food Network and/or that Ina Garten person know how you feel about this. 

 

* He's off looking at colleges as I type, using words I don't understand and looking forward to turning 18 next week.  I can only hope that little boy is in the same place at 17 as our darling Connor is now.

**For the record, while I am linking to the TMZ, I am not in ANYWAY suggesting that you actually read the comments over there.  Hit and miss does not descibe it.  Trust me.  o.O

Let Me Tell You A Story...

Once upon a time, last spring, I was looking for sock fiber.  Wanting more than just 4 ounces to spin, I was disappointed by the lack of options on Etsy.

Then, one day, I found a vendor who had 5 oz bags of roving in BRIGHT multi-colors for sale.  While I spun Shetland and pondered, spring turned into summer, the Tour de Fleece came and went, and the next time I looked, that vendor was no longer selling that fluff.

That’s when the whinging started.

Countless hours were spent cruising Etsy, searching for sock quality spinning fiber in a larger put up than just 4 oz.  Did I mention the whinging?  I whinged so much that Joan, dear friend that she is, began to look for the fiber, too.  

Also, during this time, Joan bought her drum carder and fell in love with spinning from batts.  Then she got me to fall in love with spinning batts.

At this point, we were officially doomed but pretending we hadn’t figured that out yet.

Joan started researching fluff wholesalers and wandering the boards at Ravelry while I continued to whinge into my spinning.

As you can guess, it didn’t take our Joan long to realize that I was right.

Hello!

There was something missing in the land of spinning fiber.

Until now...

Cupcake Fiber Company @ Etsy

Cupcake Fiber Company Blog

& Because you're nothing without a Rav group...

The Cupcake FiberFriends & Fans group

 

editing to Joan's blog post about all this...

Breaking Joan News!

Our Joan is on a train with 4.5 unruly extremely loud outside voice using little rat bastards* who I can hear screaming through the phone. 

They're not wearing shoes, either... and I just heard one sneeze.

(!!!)

o.O

*  However, it sounds more like a hundred million germ riddled rat bastards.

Updates as they occur.