Mossy Cottage Knits

Git Out Yer Fryin' Pans!

Good morning, Dear Readers, and a sincere “Happy Sidewalk Frying Day” to all of you!

If food prepared on a filthy city sidewalk doesn’t float your boat, then how ‘bout National Ice Cream Day (mmmmmmmmm), National Caviar Day (not mmmmmmmmm), or celebrating the birthday of the Weinermobile? All together now! “Oh...I...wish I were an Oscar Mayer weiner…”

And for all you married types out there, don’t forget that tomorrow is Flitch Day.

Thank you everyone for the enthusiastic response to the CafePress idea. We were elated by the twenty-something people who said they would be interested, with some die-hards already scheming to buy multiple items! And a special nod to Larry, whose comment made both TMK and me bray out loud, together, in unison (no, it wasn't pretty). Now you definitely need to order a girly-t, Larry. And wear it. And take photos. And post them on your blog.

In anticipation of doing Dulaan again, TMK is already working on a modified logo. I’ve seen it; it’s spiffy. I’ll let you know if/when all the pieces come together.

We see the benefits of the CafePress idea as being threefold. Most importantly, of course, by wearing a t-shirt, toting a tote or waving a mug around in the air, you get to proudly proclaim that you are a member of the Dulaan Brigade. Yee-haw!! Secondly, by wearing a t-shirt, toting a tote, or waving a mug around in the air, especially strategically near other knitters, you can help us “advertise” Dulaan and get more people involved. And thirdly, perhaps we’ll be able to steer a few shekels in F.I.R.E.’s direction. They can never have enough shekels. (However, I will leave it up to them to find a way to convert the money from shekels to Mongolian tögrögs. My head is already spinning.)

Now, if we could only figure out if I had to pay taxes on the profits, especially since it’s going to benefit a charity. Anyone know? (Update: Rachael, who has experience with these things, says "nuh-uh." I just hope she visits me in jail. And this AFTER I ran a scam! Is there no end to the evil in me?)

This weekend TMK exploded in a frenzy of gardening. See?

What do you mean it doesn’t look like much? What do you mean it doesn’t look like the result of any kind of explosion or frenzy? What do you mean you’re not impressed? Well, okay, okay, we agree. When, after about ten hours of work, including the laborious unloading of a yard of heavy dirt, TMK finished the final watering, stepped back and surveyed all her handiwork, she wasn’t impressed either. But she knows the secret; she knows how this whole gardening thing works; she knows that, in a coupla years, that patch o’ dirt with its few sparse plantlets will be a wall of flowers from one side t'other. In fact, the penstemon in the back (which you can’t even see now) will, in no time, be four feet tall and four feet wide and covered with dense, bright magenta, trumpet-shaped flowers. And you also can’t see the foxglove seeds which, by next year, will produce 8-, 9-, 10-foot-tall shoots covered in white, pink and purple flowers. (Not too shabby for a plant whose seeds are half the size of a grain of salt.) New flower beds—always a cause for celebration!!

More importantly, for those of you who are still consumed with curiosity, TMK finally agreed to allow me to photograph her face-on, if for no other reason than to show off her my new gardening hat.

While TMK was slaving away, I played sous-gardener, sort of like a sous-chef, only not. And I worked on this sock knit from WoolPak 14-ply:

A gold star for anyone who can tell me who these are for and specifically how these socks relate to that person.

Posted by Ryan at July 18, 2005 11:08 AM