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A lot of the fiber arts I enjoy are things like tatting, netmaking, chair caning, and even weaving, where people will come up to me when I demonstrate and solemnly tell me, "That's a lost art."

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29 November 2006

Twhacking Mr. Stumpy

I whacked at the giant stump until my arms were tired. The goofy dire prediction that I've heard for years about this stump (about 8 feet tall) is "It is going to fall on the house someday." (15 feet away.) How does that work, exactly?

It rained in the night, so I don't know if I'll get out there today. The weather forecast still says "High in the mid 60s", so we'll see if I can stand to stay inside.

Especially when tomorrow's forecast says
"Thursday: Rain showers likely in the morning... Then a chance of freezing rain...snow and sleet in the afternoon. Much colder. Snow and sleet accumulation an inch or less. Morning highs in the lower 40s with falling temperatures through the day. North winds 10 to 20 mph with higher gusts. Chance of precipitation 70 percent." Sounds like "knitting weather" to me!

I worked on the sock cuffs some last night while waiting for our son to fall asleep. (That way I know he hasn't snuck out of his bed and into mine, and I don't have to carry him to bed and climb a ladder to put him into his loft bed.)

If I don't finish these today, I probably will tomorrow.

We are having a run of our typical weird good bad luck. For example, remember at Easter we drove over 100 miles in our car, got back home, and woke up Monday to a stick in the radiator? Bad luck: radiator had to be replaced. But good luck: it didn't overheat during the long drive.

We took the car (Honday Civic) over the Thanksgiving weekend on Thursday, to drive to my parents' for turkey. We took it again on Saturday for a family Christmas party. But Sunday we were going to take the van (Honda Odyssey) when we bought groceries, and the van wouldn't start.

Bad luck: the timing belt broke. Good luck: apparently Hondas have a problem when the timing goes where the valves can be crushed. So far (cross fingers) it looks like that didn't happen, since it looks like it broke just as we tried to start it.

But meanwhile I have no van, so I can't wander off when I hear knitting needles calling me from afar.

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Anonymous Wendy said...

Your weather forecast sounds like ours for Buffalo except it starts here tomorrow afternoon and runs into Friday. It was 66 today, I walked to the dentist, in a t-shirt and jeans this afternoon. I moved to Buffalo this past summer, and this seems more like Atlanta weather than western NY in late November.

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