About the MobWell, really it's a mob of one, but you get the idea. I'm just me, in Hotlanta, but through me there are many others (yes, we are numerous), and we have teh pointy sticks (fear them), and besides that, we make pretty things. Mostly.
All Them Thangs
Monthly Archives: September 2008
Like, new stuff. See? I gave up on using the Marrakesh to make the Rivendell socks. Instead, I’m using Lotus Yarns Aura (it’s the one with the sparkly bits) in the Walking With the Ghost colorway. It’s perfect (thanks to … Continue reading
How I love thee. Most specifically, your shower scrub, which is not only friendly to the environment but also my hands, and smells pleasantly of eucalyptus (not the ammonia that other scrubs smell like). Take that, Scrubbing Bubbles. You are … Continue reading
But! I’ve been busy! With stuff! And things! My husband and I recently moved (which makes this at least once a year since I was 18) into an awesome new house and I’ve been unpacking (like you do). Though the … Continue reading
It be International Talk Like a Pirate Day, me hearties. Do lots o’ natterin’, in sea-dog speak (ye swarthy sea dogs).
Because with knitting, you can be a grandmother and be a knitter. You can be pierced and be a knitter. You can be a man, or in middle school, or German, or Pagan, or Catholic, or a chicken farmer, or … Continue reading
Normally, I don’t touch on politics because it opens big cans of very slimy worms, but this needs to be shared all over the internet: John McCain is an elitist. (Thanks to Rafe for showing me this in the first … Continue reading
I am constantly trolling the interwebs via a few blogs I read (okay, more than a few, but who’s counting). And very often, it brings me things like this: RSS knitting No, really. It’s RSS news feed info in a … Continue reading
Or as much of it as I remember. So. Got up at OHGODTHIRTY (not too early, by normal people standards, but I had gin the night before) and met husband and brother-in-law for the parade. I kick myself beforehand every … Continue reading
[Hotel room view] And then the stuff started, and it was crazy, and continued throughout the entire weekend. However, let’s see if I remember it, first. Okie. We slept in again, and the husband finished his sweet Sandman costume, and … Continue reading