MY COMMENTERS SPEAK
Lots to report on today. First, the most important item for my commenters.....the winner of my blog contest is.......Come on down, Becca! Becca was selected by a random number generator, and she gets her choice of the 3 skeins of Kureyon, or the book, Knitting Simple Sweater from Luxurious yarns. Becca's comment was....
Something I would like to do is get a tattoo... Something I have done and will never do again is my Masters in Chemistry - I will never write another thesis!
Because my daughter goes by the nickname of Becca (aka Becky, Beckers, Bake-a-Cake, and when I'm upset with her...Rebecca Kate!), for a moment I thought it was she who was commenting. I thought....oh no, not a tattoo!! And she has just decided to drop chemistry as her teaching minor, but then I read the comment more carefully and realized that this was a different Becca.....but certainly one with some things in common with my own Becca.
(And in fairness, I will confess here that I had a brief flirtation with the idea of a discreet little tattoo once upon a time. However, I am a pansy about pain, so common sense won out. Becca, if you want a tattoo, go for it!)
Anyway, Becca...email me with your preference and your address, and I will get your prize off to you.
And thanks again to everyone who entered. I was highly entertained by the comments, and I found some bloggers and commenters new to me. I am working on gettting around to everyone's blog with a response, since my Typepad comments are still not generating email notification to me.
SPEAKING OF TYPEPAD COMMENTS....
Is anyone else experiencing this? I do have email notification enabled. I don't have a spam filter enabled in my email program. I never had this problem up until my last post. My other email is getting through just fine. The Typepad people are still struggling to find out what is wrong. If anyone has light to shed, I'd love to be illuminated.
UPDATE: The problem is solved, and let there be no black eyes for Typepad over this. As it turns out, SBC Yahoo recently upped it's spam blocking capabilities. I don't understand how my Typepad mail was construed as spam in the first place, and I don't understand why I didn't know this was happening in the first place (maybe because I've stopped reading the too numerous emails I get from SBC in the first place??), and I only discovered it was happening by accident this morning as I tried to create new email address to experiment with. Okay, this is getting all too geeky techno, and you can stop reading this section now. Blog life has returned to normal, and that's all that counts.
SPEAKING OF LIGHT TO SHED.....
Did anyone else register for workshops at the November 05 Knitfest in Toledo before it got cancelled? If so, did anyone get their money back? I did not, and I can think of a few fun things I'd like to do with that $40. I'm thinking here are my choices....
A. Assume I'll never get my money back and be totally annoyed forever.
B. Assume I'll never get my money back and forget about it.
C. Assume I'll never get my money back and go spend $40 having fun anyway.
D. All of the above
Three guesses what my answer is.
SPEAKING OF ANSWERS...
A IS FOR.........ANSWERS
I have been struggling with the letter A for the ABC-Along, and I was beginning to think I'd fail this Along before I even started. But I have it! I have the Answer for A. A IS FOR ADOPTION. As in, I'm not Adopted After All.
Like many children, I was convinced for awhile in my childhood that I must have been adopted. My oldest brother was the spitting image of my mother's brother. My second brother looked like he was separated at birth from my father's brother. And me....I didn't look like anyone.
The first photo is my mom, when she was 17 years old. I didn't look anything like my mom when I was 17...or so I believed at the time. The second photo is me, just a year or so ago (sigh....mid-50s). Thanks Mom....this come-hither look has served me well.
And that ends my obligation to the letter A
SPEAKING OF OBLIGATIONS....
I wandered into Threadbear a while back, and fell in love with the Bette Davis shade of Esperanza, by Shaeffer Yarns.
I decided I would use her to make the Faith Jacket from the new Sally Melville book. (Looks like there's a Faith-Along in progress, but the message board isn't very active. Anyone out there in Reader-Land doing this?)
For a month now, I've been looking at Bette, and her brash, bold colors have been jarring to me. I've been thinking that I'm not the Bette Davis type anymore. There was a time when mixing red and orange and fuschia and purple was definitely me, but lately I've been feeling a bit more subdued. I decided to wander back to Threadbear, and see if there was a quietly dignified colorway that better reflected my current persona. There was.
This is Rosa Parks. She is a worsted weight, silk and wool blend. Soft, need I tell you? It's hard to tell from the photo, but her bold reds and blacks are tempered with muted greens and a hint of rusty orange. I was out of love with Bette, and in love with Rosa. I brought Rosa home, and immediately started the Faith Jacket. There is no doubt in my mind that Rosa is better suited to Faith. So I'll take Bette back.
Or will I? I've put Bette into a bag, but I'm once again drawn to look at her. And when I do, I'm still excited by the possibilities of her brash in-your-face colors. I'm reluctant to give her up after all. Both of these yarn purchases are expensive ones. I do not want expensive sweaters that I'll never wear. When I swatched Bette, I liked her, but not for the Faith Jacket.....she just needs the right pattern to show her off to splendor. I need to mull this around a bit more before deciding.
SPEAKING OF MULLING THINGS AROUND....
This post has been mulled over long enough. Sunshine is abundant today. Time to get my Vitamin D fix.