Here's a prezzie for you

A random stripe generator.

Who knew?

Me and IK

We rocked it!

YO, universe!

BFML reminded me there's a compressor in the basement... So Mildred the Voyageur's back tire is fully inflated. However, at this particular moment in time I cannot locate my newly tiara'ed helmet.

Just as well I would imagine.

(we had a wonderful ride together to the locksmith's, where i acquired new truck & house keys. everything went well and mildred and i are one with each other. you will note in the picture that there is a mr. potato head on the steps as well as a pooper scooper. chez R, ever so elegant)

The princess wave in action

There's me.. somewhere on the Ride for Dad that BFML and I enjoyed taking part in last weekend.

I wasn't quite in full wave, but the hand was on it's way up, I'm quite sure.

This is how it went

I thought I'd ride the Voyageur to the train station; stopping on my way to fully inflate the tires. I had even gone to Calgary Transit's web page to find out the rules and regulations, and voila!... I'm good to go.

Until realizing that air is coming out and not going in to the tube and that I now have a completely flat back tire. Sooooo... I walked the bike home (cursing the gas station for not putting up a sign), and looked for my small hand pump. (Note to readers: never buy one of those things, they are about 95% useless).

Found it, and noticed that the tube stem is not diagonal. After a sweat inducing round of pumping it has been determined that the tube does not accept air as is, so I put the bike away and decided that I'd walk to the train station with BFML. He had a few things to do before he left that took me from the cusp of enough time, to not enough time.

The dog pooped by my desk, and the cat puked by the front step.

Driving.

What I'd miss if I had a Kindle, which I don't.

Sharing.

Correna and I have been reading about Queens. We've been passing books back and forth and been having a ball with the entire thing; Marilynn kicked in a book or two for us to share.

Come to think of it, I pass almost all soft cover books along when I'm done. I often buy used books.. What happens to that whole quaint, wonderful industry (could you even call it that?) if we all had Kindles?

I dunno how I feel about it. Still want one though, but that's greed speaking. Have you seen the 6" version?

Some news about knitting?

I got this, and I started knitting it out of Tiziano Red.

When it's finished I think I'll call it the Sandra Tiziano shawl.

There are 3 stitches that are garter but should be stockinette. I'm not mad enough to rip back an entire repeat and fix the stitches. I think a Tiziano is allowed to be a little tiny bit glitchy. So far it doesn't have any heels.

Epic fail, and at last, success

I wish somebody had been in the shop when I discovered what I had done to this sock; I nearly fell over from shock/laughing. Gordana had been sitting with me for a little while as I knit this, and she didn't notice it either.



Instead of knitting the toe, I knitted another heel. I could not believe my eyes...

And along that same line, here are two pictures of the Mugwump at her grade 9 grad dinner/dance.




She's smiling. What a beautiful sight.

In which my model is retired

I often have Mug model my knitted garments because.. well, she's photogenic and I think every picture of her is beautiful.

I was just checking my flckr account and was absolutely, positive gobsmacked to find that not one but two freaks favorited her picture because they seem to have fetishes regarding bundled or scarved girls. She was wearing a helmet liner that I knitted for bike riding in the cold weather.

Serves the f'ers right.. I'm going to delete her picture and insert one of ME wearing it. I think that will put their fires out.

Grrr.