Mossy Cottage Knits

Update on the Cotton Club, With Other Stuff Thrown In For Good Measure

If you’re like me, a knitting blog that metamorphoses into an exercise-and-gym blog makes me roll my eyes with utter ennui, so I promise to keep mention of the gym to a minimum (except for when I do yet another spectacular pratfall off of some piece of equipment. Then you’ll hear all about it, promise. In fact, check back tonight. Who knows?). However, I do have four words for Women of a Certain Age:

No. More. Swollen. Ankles.

Huzzah!

I noticed this phenomenon just this weekend. Maybe there is something to this exercise business after all.

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Naaaah.

Thank you to everyone who sent me an email reminding me of your participation in the Baby Harris Project. Your email addresses have been passed on to (step)dad and mother-of-Lovie. (Getting the emails compelled me to go back and visit the Baby Harris Project pages of the blog and indulge in a bit of a sentimental journey. Such beautiful things! I know it was quite a while ago, but thank you again for all your generosity.)

The Cotton Club Project is going along fah-bulously. We now have 50 beautiful dishcloths from all over the country! Again, the deadline is Friday, May 23, so you have plenty of time to get involved (if you swing that way). If we get “too many”—and I use the term very loosely—we’ll just bundle two washcloths, instead of one, with the soap. Or if we end up with even more than that, I see a beautiful, multi-colored, ribbon-themed cotton afghan shimmering deliciously in the future. We can’t lose, so bring ‘em on! (Have I missed sending anyone my address? If so, let me know.)

The Pile:

The Side of the Pile, a picture which I just love for its color and slight amorphousness:

While we were at the Yarn Harlot event, I took only one picture and not of anything even faintly Harlot-ish.

I was sitting next to Janine, who was working on a complicated sweater (see the sweater in her entry here) and was trying to keep the pattern on her thigh but it stubbornly insisted on shifting, sliding, or falling off altogether. So, in a move of what I think is pure genius—but then maybe I just need to get out more—she pinned the pattern to her jeans. Sometimes it’s the simple things that are the most remarkable.

Janine also entertained me this weekend while TMK was in Eastern Washington, and, as part of the evening's entertainment, introduced me to Mystery Science Theater 3000, specifically, "The Horrors of Spider Island” and “Attack of the Killer Shrews.” And I mention this only because, quite embarrassingly, “Attack of the Killer Shrews” has appeared on this very blog before. That's got to be some kind of a record for a knitting blog where shrews, as a rule, are not a general topic of conversation.

Posted by Ryan at April 28, 2008 01:37 PM