If I had to pick any Biblical dude to get behind, I’d definitely get behind the Preacher, who knows human nature better than just about anyone. As he says, there is nothing new under the sun, and so this post will be another assortment of different stuff, as usual.
He also says that vanity of vanities, all is vanity, and so I spent a good chunk of time today googling “tiny cat pants” (oh, stop, like you’ve never googled yourself to see how easy you’d be to find) to see if anyone was linking to me that I ought to be linking to. If you look to your right, you’ll see the fruits of my search, as I’ve added more folks over there.
Not all of them have linked to me, but, of course, now they should.
Ha, I tickle myself.
As you all know, Dan Abrams is my TV boyfriend–smart, cute, smirky–what’s not to love? Yes, occasionally, he doesn’t love the constitution as much as he should, but, if he were sleeping in my bed, we could stay up late into the night arguing about which was the best amendment. I think y’all know which one I love best.
But today I was thinking about my TV girlfriend, Jackie Guerra. God, I love her. In fact, though I am ashamed to admit it, I must tell you that I try to time the dog’s walk in Percy Warner Park to conclude with enough time for us to run any errands that need to be run, grab some lunch, and be sitting on the couch in time for “Jewelry Making” on the DIY network, which is hosted by my darling, Jackie Guerra, and is on at 3 on both Saturday and Sunday.
Do I give a rat’s ass about jewelry making? No. But I watch for Jackie. She’s this magnificent, confident woman who’s cute as all get-out. I love to watch her tease the guests she likes, and make weird faces at the guests she doesn’t. It’s corny. If you watch, you’ll lose all respect for me, but I don’t even care. She’s so dreamy.
After Jackie, there’s this fragile little spunky thing who has a show, “Knitty Gritty,” which I also watch religiously, but this is because I want so much to learn to knit.
I can crochet and I make fabulous gaudy eccentric afghans whenever I can, because it relaxes me after work.
But the truth is that there’s not much more than making afghans I really care to learn to do with a crochet needle. I want to make sweaters, with cables, and shawls and cute socks. I want to know the difference between knit and pearl and I want to learn to cast off.
The minute I get some extra money, I’m going to get a pair of needles and a good book and get on it.