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Lacy Handwarmers

We haven’t had much snow this winter–almost none–but that hasn’t kept the temperature from dipping down below freezing. Since the heater in my car has had a mind of it’s own lately, I decided that some wrist warmers might just be the thing to keep my nippy little fingers from chilling right off. And since I have all those pretty wool colors…

and since wool is so naturally warm, AND since this beautiful Rowan Wool is soft and very UN-wool-like, I’m thinking this’ll do the trick.

What do you think? Aren’t they just scrumptious? They remind me of a big bowl of luscious raspberry sherbet–which I use to have at my birthday parties, years ago–only much, much…you know…warmer.

Heh, heh.

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Superbowl Sadness

You know we love, love, LOVE football over here at our place. I mean, you know we’re serious if there are matching jerseys going on.

And of course, I’ll take any excuse to watch Tom Brady throw that ball for our beloved Patriots.

We even made Marshmallow Brownie Bars because the last time I made them was almost exactly a year ago–and since Daney boy loves them, it seemed like a good thing to do–and about time.

Oooh, look…there’s Tom again. Sorry, it was an accident.

We found all the odd snacks hidden in the back of the pantry–even Popchips, and yes, those are Mother’s Iced Animal cookies on the floor over there. Believe me we needed every one of them…

to console ourselves with…

when our cute boys…

lost 17 to 21 to a dreadful team that shall remain nameless.

Ahhh…well, we still have our Marshmallow bars to wallow in while we wait–another 6 months for football season to come around again.

Good thing I have a hobby.

:}

Happy Birthday Dane!!

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Luxury Mail

I was sitting at home minding my own business a few days ago when there was a mysterious knock on the door. Naturally, I opened it, but no one was there. Just before I came back in the house, I noticed a funny silver package on the step.

It was a strange, poofy, pouchy bag with an incredible address up in the corner. Ooooh–how cool do you have to be to get a package from Kent, England? Very, I’d say.  Reminds me of Jane’s line from Pride and Prejudice to her sister Lizzy, “What news from Kent?”

But I digress…

Took me about four and a half seconds to tear that little doo-dad open and pour out…

the softest, the smushiest, the most gorgeous wool yarn I’ve ever touched in my whole life. I’m pretty sure I’m in love.

Look at these fabulous colors!! Just think of the possibilities! In fact, I’d like you to help me think of the possibilities.

What would you do with such a beautiful lot of  warm, luxurious loveliness? Tell me–tell me–tell me…