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k8knits. There is some sheepy, wooly stuff over there, including a picture for chompyheather that is worth linking ( here: )
Ah, the things people can do with a little bit of fluff and a lust for blood.
So, most of the weekend was spent spinning, knitting, and spending too much money. I had really good french fries both days, and have kettle corn left over at home as well. I stayed away from the deep fried twinkies; I don't think that my system could even handle those any more. Another curiosity of the Festival -- there were many women who were considerably taller than I am. I came up to one woman's shoulder as I passed her in one of the sale barns. Wow. I'm not used to feeling of average height.
My throat has finally healed, so I can eat fruit again. Thank goodness. Although I did have some really good mac n'cheese this weekend, made with sharp white cheddar, mozzarella, and parmesan, baked with soy sausage (there's one type that I can stomach) and baby peas (again, there's really only one brand that I like) -- I think it had a therapeutic effect on my throat. Tonight I will try not to eat french fries for the third day in a row while out at Bowie Town Center.
I have actual free time this weekend. I think I'm going to move all of the bookcases down to the basement to make the blue room/guest room/second bedroom/craft room feel a little bit bigger. I also have plum tomato and eggplant sprouts to plant. And then there's the issue of the tons of wooly fuzz all over every floor surface of my house.
k8knits. There is some sheepy, wooly stuff over there, including a picture for chompyheather that is worth linking ( here: )Ah, the things people can do with a little bit of fluff and a lust for blood.
So, most of the weekend was spent spinning, knitting, and spending too much money. I had really good french fries both days, and have kettle corn left over at home as well. I stayed away from the deep fried twinkies; I don't think that my system could even handle those any more. Another curiosity of the Festival -- there were many women who were considerably taller than I am. I came up to one woman's shoulder as I passed her in one of the sale barns. Wow. I'm not used to feeling of average height.
My throat has finally healed, so I can eat fruit again. Thank goodness. Although I did have some really good mac n'cheese this weekend, made with sharp white cheddar, mozzarella, and parmesan, baked with soy sausage (there's one type that I can stomach) and baby peas (again, there's really only one brand that I like) -- I think it had a therapeutic effect on my throat. Tonight I will try not to eat french fries for the third day in a row while out at Bowie Town Center.
I have actual free time this weekend. I think I'm going to move all of the bookcases down to the basement to make the blue room/guest room/second bedroom/craft room feel a little bit bigger. I also have plum tomato and eggplant sprouts to plant. And then there's the issue of the tons of wooly fuzz all over every floor surface of my house.
