Whatever happens to strike my fancy, but surely some sort of fiber content.
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2 Comments:Yes, I think once we move past the 3rd week of January, the hope of and chance for a blanket of white dimishes with each passing day. I, too, am like a little kid on this subject....
Hmm, yes, well...I'm not sure about 'profound' -- but I am doing more in the realm of creativity. I've begun an online class at 'Joggles.com', entitled 'Sumptuous Surfaces' -- design and stitch of a most delicious type! As for the CJ...well, my first draw was a dud. Nothing done...unless you count getting the creative juices flowing. As it is Week 3 without the task being finished, I am going to give up and choose another. Better luck this time!
By Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom] Friday, January 25, 2008 “...Creatively, you're moving into 'profound' new territory.” This is for you my Virgo sisters. Profoundly creative Friday, thanks to the stars and planets. And here is what the Creativity Jar wants me to do this week.  Happily that was the first slip pulled out of the jar. I pulled a few more out because I've already forgotten what most of these fun sounding ideas are. Since I have yet to finish Second Sock (though I have the rest of today to do so), and I am still knitting on Milan and a friend gave me enough Lion Brand Suede to knit some Nicky Epstein roses, I am glad this is not a knitting project. Still and all – I will have those BSBSBS socks finished by Monday. We're in the disappointing part of winter, where it is cold and it is NOT snowing. We get lots of little spatters falling – sometimes even while the sun shines – but no blanket of white to shut us down and give us free days off. I probably sound like a terrible whiner, or at best, some sort of dreadful slacker, always seeking for days off – but I prefer to think of it as a sign of eternal youth, ever hopeful of being able to duck the burdens of Grown Up Life. At this point, I would be happy if the heavy snow fell on a Friday night and was all gone by Monday. I just want that white silence of snowfall. We bid goodbye to Lucius Vorenus and Titus Pullo, Octavia and Octavian and their bizarre mother Atia, and all the rest of the Rome gang last night. I dreamed about V&P, who were supposed to be my favorite characters and ... who were. The ending was predictable, for we all know what happened to Antony and Cleopatra. Too many orgy and individual sex scenes sucked up all the extra time they had to fill out the season's 10th episode. It really should have been done in 9, but I suppose their contract was for 10 and they had to fulfill it. Too bad when art has to bow to Other Interests. I am so glad I found this series, though – and I haven't a clue what led me to it, since we don't get television reception and I don't read TV news. I would give the first season 5 stars and a bonus and I'd give the second season 4 and a half stars. And I'll be on the lookout for more movies with Kevin McKidd, Ray Stevenson, & Max Pirkis in them. And now it is Friday – beautiful, happy, get to stay up late Friday. Hope you get to stay up late, too. posted by Bess | 6:49 AM |
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