Whatever happens to strike my fancy, but surely some sort of fiber content.
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1 Comments:Sounds like some intriguing reading. I sure wish there were a "librarian exchange" progam, and you could come down here for about 6 months and pump some life into ours. (And we could do lots of fiber stuff while you were here, too LOL!) Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom] Thursday, February 24, 2005 First the really good news! I found the error in my knitting, it was an easy fix and I’m back in my happy knitting mode. I discovered the error (a forgotten YO, the easiest fix of all) on Tuesday night, when I was very tired, and I just couldn’t see the ... the hole for the fabric. Well rested on Wed. morning I was delighted to find the problem just popped in front of my eyes. Whew is the word - even if the spell-check doesn’t agree. Second - I hate weathermen. At least I hate TV news weather forecasts. For the past 2 days we’ve been hearing the screaming heads blare out StormOfTheCenturyWe’reAllGoingToDieDieDie! weather forecasts. Severe weather systems heading our way. Extreme living for you fat suburbanites - actual flakes will fall on your car. So what is really going to happen? Will I get a nice day off due to snow, as any sane person would hope for? NooOOoo. I wake up to find nothing has fallen and what’s predicted is ... rain. Or maybe not. Or maybe winter mix. Rats. I had soooooo hoped for another day out of the blue to play. I’m so fixated on this hoped for day off because: A. Winter is almost over, it might be the last chance for a snow storm, and B. I am working Saturday. Now, I don’t really mind working Saturday. I actually rather like it - because I know that nobody who works a regular 40 hr. 9-5 job is at work on Saturday. Only retail and front line public service folk ever work on Saturday, so I can’t get any calls from officialdom. Only from people who want to know how to spell license and do I have any books about ears. Even the clientele is different on Saturdays; more dads and teens. Ahh well. I am prepared. Besides, I hadn’t really contemplated any unexpected holidays until Tuesday night, so I haven’t been longing for one, just sort of hoping. I am mind-melding again with Catherine, as we both reunite with our gyms and fit our bodies into the world again with more efficiency. I am ever amazed at the difference exercise makes and ever more amazed that I could find any excuse at all to let it slip out of my daily routine. I know I sing this song so often, the tune is boring, but la - I do appreciate the difference and I am mystified by the idiocy of human behavior. A box of books came into the library yesterday that had been tailor made for TheQueen. (Well, yeah, of course, I did the ordering, so what should I have expected?) So, here are the titles I expect to enjoy reading: TURK AND MY MOTHER TREEHOUSES VIEW FROM THE TOP ONCE UPON A TOWN MR. DARCY TAKES A WIFE MOLVANIA A LAND UNTOUCHED BY MODERN DENTISTRY LOVE WIFE HEDONISM HANDBOOK MASTERING THE LOST ART FACTS ON FILE DICTIONARY OF PROVERBS DOG IS MY CO PILOT The list is in no particular order - Just the way the invoice was printed. And 3 of them have already been checked out - If you can get your hands on the travel guide to Molvania you are likely to split your pants laughing. That one went to RC immediately - but he had to let me read him passages from it first. Reminded me of a cartoon spread by Gahan Wilson on why he hated to travel abroad. The Pride & Prejudice re-write may not work, but since that is my all time favorite novel, I couldn’t resist at least trying to see what someone else does with my favorite heroine. I brought that one home with me, and Animals in Translation - by Dr. Temple Grandin, an autistic woman of great renown in the worlds of both animal research and autism. Two knitting books also made it home with me as well along with Dream Lovers, by Dodd Darin. Well, I wonder when I think I am going to read all these books. And, in fact, I probably will skim the fiction, and of course, I’ll just look at the knitting books, Lavish Lace and Beyond Wool. But one never knows about a book. There is no telling which one is going to turn out to be compelling. Ahh well. No snow yet, so I had best go get ready for work. Post Script And now that I've spent 30 minutes finding and copying reference links to all the titles, guess what? It's snowing! posted by Bess | 7:23 AM |
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