i appreciate a droll sense of humor

From today's NY Times:

“Why would you want to be in a stable relationship with somebody who is unstable?” asked Ketny Jean-Francois, a never-married 30-something from the Bronx who has supported her 3-year-old son on her unemployment check and food stamps since leaving her job as a security guard a year ago.

Funny, guys.

I'm plum tuckered. Mr. F's single-mom friend dropped off her two kids for the week while she goes to Stergis. They're great kids, super cute and funny, etc etc. Is it petty of me to be slightly jealous of them, though? Mr. F is resolutely determined to give them The Best Week Ever. Here's what he wants to do in six days with a three-year-old and a six-year-old:

The Park at the Mall of America
Underwater World (MoA again)
The Children's Museum
St. Paul Saints game
Waterpark
Drive-in Movie
Swimming every day at the apartment (excepting the waterpark day)

Pray for me. I'm tired just thinking about it.

OKC: I've been reading Barbara G. Walker's Knitting from the Top. That woman is such a beast!! Brilliant, insightful, helpful. She's the sort of author that 1) I wish was my aunt and 2) I wonder what her voice sounds like. Vive Barbara Walker!

how can you not love this?

A headline from today's AP: "Swayze Joins Celebs Defending Mel Gibson."

Here's the first sentance:

LONDON -- Patrick Swayze has joined several of Mel Gibson's celebrity friends in defending the actor, who in a drunken tirade blamed Jews for the world's wars.

If you didn't snicker, chortle or snigger when you saw that headline, I don't know you.

no, i'm not dead

So.

Hello all. It's been quite a while, hasn't it? Maybe you thought I was dead. Or maybe you thought I faked my death and am now hiding out in the casinos in Monaco, hooked on coke and rail thin and maybe with a sugar daddy named Ernesto fueling my jewelry addiction.

That's what I would think, if I were you.

Sadly, you're horribly wrong. I have been camping A LOT in the scalding forests of MN and WI lately (my sister asked, rightfully so, the other day, "What is WRONG with you? Are you some kind of extreme camper?" To which I replied, "Yes. Yes, I am."). Knitting remains on the forefront of my mind, as does my impending entrance into the realm of law school. Actually, that latter bit I usually just shove out of my mind in favor of knitting. And we all know I do favor knitting.

In honor of the recently deceased You Knit What website, behold the horror the the fugliest knitted "handbag" I've ever seen:

Dude, my gag reflex is twitching, I swear.