Chuck and I were reminiscing today about some of our more recent exciting times. The subject of his finger’s close encounter with the band saw came up. He says, “I didn’t hear your reaction when the kids came in to tell you that you needed to take me to emergency. Did you say ‘Just a minute, I have to finish this row?’ ” If I had heard this conversation elsewhere I would have thought someone was feeling neglected, however, this is his sense of humour and we both got a good laugh.
I’m searching for a yarn and I don’t have a name for it or know its content. I saw it once but didn’t have a project in mind. Now I do. Can anyone help me out? It looks like it has tiny balls of snow on it. This is like going into a book store and asking for a book without a title or author. Help?
My orchid has bloomed! In the garden my thumb is purple, however, I have had success with orchids in-doors. This is my Dancing Lady Orchid (Yellow Oncidium). It took three years to get it to bloom a second time, but now it’s into its fourth bloom. I’ve discovered the right combination of once per week watering, Shultz liquid plant food and a south-west exposure.
That yellow will look pretty with my progress on Caryl’s kerchief:
Bryant just came home from a school dance. Times have changed. Dance tickets are $7. There’s a cop at the door with a breathalyser. Bryant says girls sneak in alcohol in zip lock bags in their bras. Actually, his school is pretty tame.
Some things haven’t changed – the boys still smell good. Today it’s Axe instead of English Leather. I’ve loved having teens; a stage of life I thought I’d dread. It’s not over yet…
Your orchid is beautiful. Yesterday, I realized that one of my bromeliads is flowering again (they are supposed to flower every 10 years), despite that they just flowered last year. Sadly, I suspect that my plants are not flowering because I have a growing hand, it is more because my office flooded last year and the plant got to float around in toxic water. LOL :)
Posted by: Brit (a feloow Fiber RAOKer) | October 21, 2004 at 12:20 PM