Just love, love, love the sound of spring peepers as the sun starts to set! Because that means it is warming up and going to stay that way for awhile! Yay! But that also means it is almost time for the WEBS annual tent sale in Massachusetts. Double yay!
For any fiber lover or spinner, this is heaven on earth. Our Graceland. The Vatican of fiber. The Royal Family reunion. You name it, this is it. WEBS is a great online source for all things yummy. It may be all sticks and string but ooooooooooo do we love the string! Cashmere, baby alpaca, merino wool, angora, kid mohair, silk, milk fiber, bamboo viscose; the list could go on and on and on...and on, and on, and on. And what makes it great for me (Karen) this year is that I am finally going to be able to experience this breathtaking, choir of angels softly singing above me, sunbeams lighting the glorious path to "Ahh-Aaahhhh".
I encourage anyone who is a fiber addict, like my sister and I, have a fiber addict in their family, or if you just have a general morbid curiosity as to who all these odd crazy people are squeezing skeins of yarn like they are checking the ripeness of a tomato. Trust me, one squeeze of some baby alpaca, you're gonna be running around knocking people over squeezing, touching, feeling, rubbing on your cheek (hopefully face), and emphatically sounding off the Campbell's "mm-mmm-good!" slogan over and over again. You get hooked (crochet pun - haha) from the first time your gently glide your finger over a soft hazy pillow of superfine kid mohair. It's like being wrapped up into a burrito made from big white puffy clouds lined with angel feathers.
If anything, come and watch the loonies get all starry eyed over something the size of lemon that costs more than a nice dinner for two. But my thought is, who needs dinner?
Tuesday, April 19, 2016
Monday, April 11, 2016
Just A Lil Tidbit Of Info...
So my poor husband had to have three teeth pulled today - all molars. Yee-ouch! The first few hours right after were miserable but he is doing much better now. Yay! Hopefully tomorrow won't sneak up on him and smack him in the mouth.
As his dutiful and loving (and rather awesome, if I do say so myself) wife, I took him to and from the dentist, then left to go have his scripts filled. Now I have a very short, actually non-existent fuse for people who text and drive. I've had a lady run a red light and just by a hair miss hitting my daughter and I, a guy would have hit me head on had I not blown my horn and he over corrected and skidded off the road. Cannot count to the nth degree how many times I've been behind someone who goes from 50 to 25 to 60 to 15 MPH in a matter of one mile because they're busy twiddling their phone. It can wait people. Seriously. But lawmakers have put in place misdemeanor statutes for those who are ticketed by the police for being physically unable to remove their hand from their phone while driving. I am thankful to the police officers who go out everyday, put their lives at risk to keep my family and I safe.
However, my respect for those who uphold the law plummets when they are the ones busy twiddling their phones and almost hit me head on, such as in today whilst being a stellar wife en route to the pharmacy for my pain ridden husband. How did I know it was a police officer you ask? I got a real good look at his uniform in his marked vehicle when it was crossing over the center line coming directly at me while he was texting or tweeting or posting, really don't care, on his phone. I honked my horn and laid on the brakes. Had I not, he would have smashed into my front end.
So how do you ticket a cop for texting on his phone while driving in his marked unit in uniform? Sadly, not the first that I have seen. I am no perfect angel. I do stupid things. But I do turn on that nifty little thing every phone has, driving mode. You text me while I am driving, you get an auto response. When I get to my destination, then I respond. If there are people in your life who cannot wait that extra 5-10 minutes for you to safely respond, need to rethink who it is you are responding to and the importance of it all. Just saying.
I still hold a high level of respect for EMT's, officers, firefighters and civil servants of all kinds. That respect, however, wanes considerably when you are doing the very thing you have no problem ticketing others for doing, yet come very close to hitting someone head on for doing that very thing you are supposed to thwart. Do as I say and not as I do might have worked when I was a wee lass but it sure doesn't float now.
As his dutiful and loving (and rather awesome, if I do say so myself) wife, I took him to and from the dentist, then left to go have his scripts filled. Now I have a very short, actually non-existent fuse for people who text and drive. I've had a lady run a red light and just by a hair miss hitting my daughter and I, a guy would have hit me head on had I not blown my horn and he over corrected and skidded off the road. Cannot count to the nth degree how many times I've been behind someone who goes from 50 to 25 to 60 to 15 MPH in a matter of one mile because they're busy twiddling their phone. It can wait people. Seriously. But lawmakers have put in place misdemeanor statutes for those who are ticketed by the police for being physically unable to remove their hand from their phone while driving. I am thankful to the police officers who go out everyday, put their lives at risk to keep my family and I safe.
However, my respect for those who uphold the law plummets when they are the ones busy twiddling their phones and almost hit me head on, such as in today whilst being a stellar wife en route to the pharmacy for my pain ridden husband. How did I know it was a police officer you ask? I got a real good look at his uniform in his marked vehicle when it was crossing over the center line coming directly at me while he was texting or tweeting or posting, really don't care, on his phone. I honked my horn and laid on the brakes. Had I not, he would have smashed into my front end.
So how do you ticket a cop for texting on his phone while driving in his marked unit in uniform? Sadly, not the first that I have seen. I am no perfect angel. I do stupid things. But I do turn on that nifty little thing every phone has, driving mode. You text me while I am driving, you get an auto response. When I get to my destination, then I respond. If there are people in your life who cannot wait that extra 5-10 minutes for you to safely respond, need to rethink who it is you are responding to and the importance of it all. Just saying.
I still hold a high level of respect for EMT's, officers, firefighters and civil servants of all kinds. That respect, however, wanes considerably when you are doing the very thing you have no problem ticketing others for doing, yet come very close to hitting someone head on for doing that very thing you are supposed to thwart. Do as I say and not as I do might have worked when I was a wee lass but it sure doesn't float now.
Friday, April 8, 2016
Back In Action!
So, it has been awhile since there has been any type of news dish from one of us. Apologies. We weren't ignoring you, I promise! We have been filling our every waking moment to launch our newborn store on Etsy while maintaining our Black Sheep Sisters shoppe. Whew!
Take a gander and tell us what you think! We are trying very hard to keep everything functional but cost effective. Babies can destroy pretty much anything in the blink of an eye, so the third generation handmade blanket is now for Fido. Our items are meant to take all the abuse a baby can dish out - the 3 P's - pee, poop, and puke - and dirt, and mud, and juice, and lots and lots of drool.
Even then, babies are ever so cute!! Saccharin sweetness to the brim!! Eeepp!!
Just follow the link...
http://www.littlelambkinsboutique.com
But we are back to the blog. Lots to do, never ending with the lots to do! Especially since I am unsure about going outside. So far today it started out snowing, then sleet, then warmed twenty degrees and sunny. An hour later it started raining, hard. Now I am watching super fluffy downy snowflakes flit to the ground. Welcome to the spring in the Midwest!
Take a gander and tell us what you think! We are trying very hard to keep everything functional but cost effective. Babies can destroy pretty much anything in the blink of an eye, so the third generation handmade blanket is now for Fido. Our items are meant to take all the abuse a baby can dish out - the 3 P's - pee, poop, and puke - and dirt, and mud, and juice, and lots and lots of drool.
Even then, babies are ever so cute!! Saccharin sweetness to the brim!! Eeepp!!
Just follow the link...
http://www.littlelambkinsboutique.com
But we are back to the blog. Lots to do, never ending with the lots to do! Especially since I am unsure about going outside. So far today it started out snowing, then sleet, then warmed twenty degrees and sunny. An hour later it started raining, hard. Now I am watching super fluffy downy snowflakes flit to the ground. Welcome to the spring in the Midwest!
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