August 01, 2005

Survival of the Hottest

What a week it has been for this blog that The Mysterious K and I think of as a teeny-weeny, eensy-weensy, itty-bitty fish in a teeny-weeny, eensy-weensy, itty-bitty pond. I mean, fer Cripe’s sake, it’s a knitting blog, not this or this, but apparently word is leaking out all the same. First, Mossy Cottage was mentioned in the Seattle Times Stitch & Pitch article, which was outrageously cool; now rumor has it that Mossy Cottage and the Dulaan Project have a small mention in the current Vogue Knitting (anyone know if this is true?); and, lastly, this weekend we were “recognized!” Oooooooooooo.

On Sunday, The Mysterious K and I went to our new favorite supermarket (who'm I kidding; we love any large building that's full of food). I had completely forgotten that I was wearing my Stitch & Pitch t-shirt so I was startled when two women behind the deli counter squealed and pointed at my chest. Come to find out they were not terrified of my bazoombas, they were just excited to meet someone who had gone to The Knitting Event of the Season, and frustrated that they hadn’t been able to go themselves. We talked knitting a little bit and then one of them whispered confidentially, “You know, I hear one of the really famous knitting bloggers lives right around here.” TMK exchanged glances and telegraphed to each other (something you can do after 18 years), feh, what the hell. We blog, we live around here, we’re certainly not famous—in fact, the blog is a teeny-weeny, eensy-weensy, itty-bitty fish in a teeny-weeny, eensy-weensy, itty-bitty pond—but let’s give it a shot. “Uh…I write Mossy Cottage,” I offered, tentatively. And to our complete astonishment, she said, “That’s it, that’s the famous blog! And that would make you,” she said excitedly pointing at you-know-who, “TMK!!” So a big hello goes out to the lovely deli-counter lady who made our day and, way more importantly, rustled us up two delicious calzones. She says she is a friend of Dear Reader Melinda, so a big hello goes out to Melinda, too!

And now, Three Ways to Survive a Hot Seattle Day (Which Was Not, However, As Hot as What Other Parts of the Country Are Enduring But Still Hot Enough to Melt Our Pectin, A Reference Which Botanists, Orchardists and People Who Make Fruit Preserves Will Understand):

Method #1: Take a cool dip.


There is nothing Ms. Frankie likes more than playing in her kiddy pool. (Yes, her kiddy pool. No comment.) When I brought it out from its storage place behind the green house, she went completely apesh*t, and spent the next hour jumping in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out…

Method #2: Make Like Cleopatra

On a whim, we took our new inflatable camping bed and set it up outdoors in what we refer to as the “Safari Room” and spent the entire afternoon lolling, reading, drinking icy drinks, napping, and giggling at the sheer hedonism of it all. As you can tell, we had some company.


In our defense, we had gotten up early in the morning and ridden our bikes. What was that? How far? Uh. Well. Okay. Well. Um. Three miles. But that was enough to make my body say, “What the hell do you think you’re doing, woman?! You’re old. You’re fat. Your joints creek when you move. Stop! Go home! You’re killin’ me here!”

(Side note from TMK: I rode six miles. Neener neener.)

Method #3: Eat Cool Foods

The ultimate hot-weather food and one of the few dishes I make well because it only involves slicing and dicing and not the use of fire, which I tend to use either too much or too little of: Ryan’s Ultimate Chef Salad.


Dinner, anyone?

Posted by Ryan at August 1, 2005 11:03 AM

I prefer the version of the story where she was startled and frightened by your bazoombas, but....

I'll take some salad.

Today I had for lunch: An Amy's Kitchen macaroni and soy cheeze (frozen thingy, but sort of health-foody) embellished with about a pound of fresh basil from my garden and a giant fresh tomato (okay, the quantity of the basil might be a tad off). Heaven, Heaven, Heaven. I highly recommend it. Major mood elevator, even though I'm not supposed to have the wheat macaroni.

Posted by: Norma on August 1, 2005 11:33 AM

Mmmmm. You know what would be good under that yummy salad? Cold soba noodles. Oh, baby.

Posted by: Jenn on August 1, 2005 11:57 AM

The salad looks yummy!!

I cannot get my pack of little dogs (5, don't ask) into their kiddie pool. Well, they will get in if I float a small plastic dish of doggie treats in it, but as soon as the treats are gone, they are outa there!

My kids and darling husband got me a screened tent thing for Mother's Day and I love it. I love your term for it, now I have a safari room too!! It makes me smile every time I see it. We eat dinner there quite a bit. When school starts in the fall we may have school outside too! Gotta love Southern Californnia in the winter time!!

Posted by: laura on August 1, 2005 12:35 PM

Vogue Knitting - Knit Bits section - page 20 - top listing: The Dulaan Project. Wow! Both you and your blog are mentioned by name. Very cool. Congratulations!

Posted by: Colby on August 1, 2005 12:37 PM

Squee! You met my best friend the Fabulous Nancy. She's the deli manager at the Met (and also a font of cheese wisdom, should you need someone to point you toward the brie with the least offensive rind).

I was devestated that I couldn't make Stitch n' Pitch. I teach a Thursday night literature class, so while y'all were knitting, I was discussing exciting issues of symbolism in poetry.

Posted by: Melinda on August 1, 2005 12:51 PM

I know someone famous *falls on floor!* fabulous. can I have your autograph?

salad looks good. I've been thinking about sending the local big wig teams around here an email with links to all the press you got for the stitch and pitch. I wanna go to some games and sit and stuff!!

btw. making jam again next weekend. hope it isn't that hot here.

Posted by: anj on August 1, 2005 12:51 PM

OK girls, move over I'm coming in too. And Ryan, can you cut up apples too? Oh, and we need to make room for the high-energy greyhound:

Frankie won't mind, will she?

Posted by: Laurie on August 1, 2005 12:51 PM Frankie fix. Those pics are TOO cute. And you two being recognized! Wow!!! When I received that issue of Vogue Knitting I showed everyone your "mention." Makes me feel cool to know someone cool! hehe

Posted by: Bron on August 1, 2005 01:34 PM

Insanely jealous that they got to see TMK's FACE.

Very cool to be the store, in the paper and OMG, in Vogue Knitting? Way, way cool Mizz Ryan. :)

The in and out thing...tooo funny.

Posted by: Lisa in Oregon on August 1, 2005 01:47 PM

Okay, I'm coming over for lunch/dinner. Looks great. Congrats on being noticed!

Posted by: Wanda on August 1, 2005 01:56 PM

Can you FedEx me that salad, overnight of course, packed in dry ice so it stays fresh?

Posted by: Charlotte on August 1, 2005 02:32 PM

Criminey...I only went away for a few days and look how much I missed! At least my "Tribe" had a good day. Small consolation for the pain of missing the event. And regarding I sense any kind of book or Dulaan-recruiting "tour" coming on? Ohio is lovely in the fall...........

Posted by: marylee on August 1, 2005 03:43 PM

Wow, what's next? Going out of the house with head scarves and big Italian sunglasses?

Now, it could be that yer mentioned in Vogue Knitting because a certain younger smarty cousin (bald? wears a lot of red?) sent them a press release way back when, but my precepts dictate that I shuffle backwards and let you bask alone in your well-deserved glory.

Is Frankie ever NOT happy?

Summer food in Mongolia? A sour fermented mare's milk called "airag". Otherwise, it's the same damn thing they eat in the winter. Enjoy yer friggin' salad.

Posted by: Cuzzin Tom on August 1, 2005 03:55 PM

Ooooh - that salad does look wonderful! What kind of dressing do you prefer?

How cool that you're famous now! YOu could changed the name of the blog from "Mossy Cottage" to "Ivied Mansion" Heheh... Way neat Ryan - and you certainly deserve the recognition!

Posted by: Robbyn on August 1, 2005 04:14 PM

I'll give you a witness Ryan, I got my issue of Vogue Knitting yesterday and you and the Dulann Project are mentioned by name right up front, top of the page.

Cat's outta the bag now, eh?

Posted by: Tracy on August 1, 2005 04:34 PM

CT: The only time Frankie is NOT happy is when you go in the bathroom, move the shower curtain and say the B-A-T-H word. Then her little brow furrows, her ears drop and she tries to become part of the sheetrock. TMK

Posted by: The Mysterious K on August 1, 2005 04:44 PM

Oooh, can I come live in a small room somewhere in your house? I spent the day at a "doc in the box" because I thought Spawn #1 might have strep. He doesn't, but it does cut in your day.

My dogs are deathly afraid of going into water. Frankie is a cutie!

Posted by: Sandy on August 1, 2005 05:27 PM

See I told you you were famous, right up there with the Harlot! Yay for you!

I love your tent in the yard idea I'll have to keep it in mind for some of those baltimore days.

Posted by: CarolineF on August 1, 2005 05:28 PM

OMG I now Stalk TWO famous people. My plan is working. If I stalk someone long enough, they will become famous. Hooray! And it is a very nice article. No mention of being stalked though *grumble grumble*.

I want a Cleopatra day but It would have to be in my living room in the A/C. Too hot outside.Too muggy outside. Too.....outside outside. hehe

Have a great day!

Posted by: Stalker Angie on August 1, 2005 06:34 PM

What, are you too famous now to hang with us little people at Ferals? Missed you tonight. I brought the copy of Vogue Knitting in question, and passed it around . . . guess I won't be askin' for your autograph.

Posted by: Karen on August 1, 2005 10:24 PM

Ooooo, dang! Now we can play 6-degrees-of-TMK!

Posted by: Kristen on August 1, 2005 11:35 PM

Whew.... I'm glad I'm not the only childless wonk that bought a kiddie pool for the Corgi Great looking salad! So... when it's hot in Seattle, does the wool felt when you knit? There's *never* enough moisture in the air in Idaho, at the hot times anyway, for this. We are dry, dry, dry!!!

Great harem tent.


Posted by: AnnaMarie on August 2, 2005 06:09 AM

Aha, that's why the salad looks so have an "in" with the deli manager now...

I'm cracking up thinking of you two ladies in headscarves and Italian sunglasses lounging in your Sahara tent :-) (that comment and the frightening bazoombas made my morning)

Posted by: Lee Ann on August 2, 2005 06:15 AM

Oooo, you're famous and you touched my tattoo!!

I have put all your salad ingredients on today's grocery list - yum!

Posted by: Patti on August 2, 2005 10:43 AM

Yup, we passed around the Vogue at Ferals last night and said, "We knew her when...!"

This thing about not showing TMK's this going to be like the Home Improvement sitcom where they never showed the neighbor's face? (What was his name?) He was always behind the fence or a large tool or something.

Lastly, going down the escalators exiting the Stitch and Pitch game, I experienced a TINY stumble. Suddenly there were voices from above calling my name. Wondering if I was being summoned to heaven, I looked up, only to find that the voices belonged to Miss Ryan and TMK, jeering at my clumsiness. Come on guys, it was TINY. Now if I had done a head first, major sprawl, crashing into other fans and spilling knitting gear everywhere, THAT would have been funny!

Posted by: Diana on August 2, 2005 12:43 PM

In Diana's defense, it WAS a tiny stumble. However, TMK and I were still compelled to take full advantage of Diana's vulnerability at that moment... ;-)

AnnaMarie--"childless wonk?" Very funny. What's worse is we have a Frankie Kiddie Pool at my house AND at TMK's house...although I think my Kiddie Pool may have succumbed to the ravages of UV rays last year. Must run out and get another one for our little Princess immediately.

Karen, sent you an email. I would SO have been at Ferals last night, but I didn't think it was one of our meeting nights. I missed an evening out with my homies! Oh, woe!

Sorry, Norma, but a chef salad beats macaroni and soy cheese any day.

(Side note to everyone: A few other things that are good on the chef salad, canned mandarin oranges, a few raisins, and the thing we never leave home without: toasted almonds. Our favorite dressing: Chinese Chicken Salad dressing. Comes in that funky triangular bottle. Brand name starts with a G, I think.

Something that doesn't go well on chef salad? Fermented mare's milk.)

Posted by: Ryan on August 2, 2005 12:55 PM

Vogue Knitting... how cool is that!!

Hurray for Mossy Cottage Knits!!

Posted by: Marty on August 2, 2005 04:34 PM

yummy, i want dinner at your house. have you recovered from the game yet?

Posted by: marti on August 3, 2005 12:02 AM

I just plain adore ya. And TMK. And Frankie. And your platter. Now I'm hungry.

Posted by: Rachael on August 3, 2005 02:43 AM

You say "bazoombas" and I say "bazonkas".....
Love the photos of Frankie!
Congratulations on your famous-osity!
Gee, now I want a "safari room"!
Uh, Frankie's "in and out",etc. , is that sung to the tune of "Mama's got a Squeezebox"?

Posted by: Jenny on August 3, 2005 07:19 AM
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