(If a pug could talk, I imagine it’d sound a lot like this fellow. Oh, Rigel. I adore you for you are so cranky. I generally prefer the crankiest characters, such as Ted Grant, my favorite Justice Society member.)


This weekend, she was nuts. I did many things. In no particular order they are:

Introduced Jennie and her boy to Madras Saravana Bhavaan. Oh, boy. Incidentally, they don’t serve most menu items between 3 and 5 pm, but do serve dosas, so there you go. The boy had never had dosas, and was not disappointed. I overstuffed myself on the thali, and also a rose milk. Yum.

Did a lot of freelance work, but am still not finished. But I did a lot of it. Also in the process of this I figured out that Snow Leopard and CS3 won’t run my old but trusty scanner, mostly because (1) CS3’s TWAIN drivers are ass, and also because Snow Leopard won’t run the OS9 interface, which is the interface the scanner uses for its import software. I’ll be buying a new one.

Watched some more FarScape. Season 2! Oh, Rigel. You are so droll.

Saw my very first WWE pay-per-view, live at the Philips arena. Did I mention that I love my husband? Well, I do, so when he got tickets for Christmas, I said I’d go along. It wasn’t too bad, aside from the drunk guy with a bad sense of personal space who kept elbowing me in the head. I find that when confronted with a match between CM Punk and the Great Kali, I cannot decide who to cheer for. It is a dilemma. Oh, well.

Aaaaand to wrap it all off with an incendiary comment about the nature of SCA costuming, I discovered that churidar are the best costuming item ever and I laugh at your complicated, multi-hour ruffs and things. Ha! (Okay, so not really because they’re lovely and I’m both intimidated and impressed by them.) I needed a pair of churidar to go with my anarkali, so I sat down, patterned them out, cut them and sewed them together in 45 minutes. 45 minutes! Never before have I created a garment so quickly! They still need a waistband and some seam finishing, plus there was some time for hemming, but they remain the fastest garment I have ever constructed. And, on top of that, because of the way the pattern works and some snazzy geometry skills on my part, I was able to construct them out of one single yard of shiny striped fabric, even cutting them on the bias. I feel accomplished. Pictures to follow when I’m not sewing on them at midnight.

Whew. This week will be long, I fear. There is more pilling of the Johnny Cat (he hates it), plus two sets of out-of-town visitors and then finishing that freelance project, in addition to the usual work and meetings schedule, and then Midwinter A&S this weekend. If I don’t’ collapse halfway through, it’ll be awesome.

About HappyGoth

By day, I'm a graphic designer. By night, I'm a knitter. I'm doing my part to keep Hotlanta stylish. I imagine that if you don't already understand the title of the blog, you're probably confused and perhaps slightly annoyed, but never fear - I do have a reason (and it's a good one). Having gone to hear Stephanie Pearl McPhee, and then having been inspired to blog about knitting, I found myself wondering what to call the blog. I recalled a conversation I had with Mouse and the Chicken Goddess about why it is a Bad Idea to anger knitters - this conversation was following SPM, aka the Yarn Harlot telling the assembled throng about Those Who Do Not Understand Knitting and Therefore Belittle It Much to the Chagrin of Others, or TWDNUKTBMCO, which is not the acronym she used but is the one I'm using because I forgot hers - that is, we are numerous and we all have very pointy sticks, easily transforming into an angry mob. Therefore, knitters = angry mob.
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