Rob and I spent the last 5 days at Comic-con in San Diego. I brought my knitting for when the booth was slow and because I make toys of his characters to sell. After the show closed yesterday, Rob took a load of things to the car, but forgot his keys. He left my knitting bag by the car (yes, NOT smart) and when he came back, my bag was STOLEN. It had my needle roll in it with ALL of my needles, a scarf I made for my sister in law, at least a dozen balls of yarn and a pair of scissors I’ve had since kindergarten – 3 decades ago. I should probably add that I made the knitting roll myself and the scarf was a new design I had hoped to sell the pattern for.
We drove around the parking lot for a while, hoping whoever took it ditched it when they realized there were no comics in it. No such luck.
And so far, no one has turned it in to the parking garage, the convention center or the hotel connected with the convention center, but I'm still keeping my fingers crossed.
Monday, July 28, 2008
Friday, July 18, 2008
It Tastes of the Earth
I made homemade mint chocolate chip ice cream for a potluck.
Instead of using extract, I cut mint from our garden and steeped it in the cream. Rob was impressed. However, when it was time to eat it, he only had two bites. Everyone else cleared their plate. Someone pointed out he wasn't eating his ice cream and he replied, "It tastes of the earth."
Later, he said that was the politest way he could find to say it tasted like the dirt the mint plant grows in.
Really, Rob? How often do you taste the dirt in our front yard???
Instead of using extract, I cut mint from our garden and steeped it in the cream. Rob was impressed. However, when it was time to eat it, he only had two bites. Everyone else cleared their plate. Someone pointed out he wasn't eating his ice cream and he replied, "It tastes of the earth."
Later, he said that was the politest way he could find to say it tasted like the dirt the mint plant grows in.
Really, Rob? How often do you taste the dirt in our front yard???
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
The Nazi Wagon
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Bikini or Bust
Chances are if you ever thought about knitting a teeny-weeny bikini, you probably flipped through Sexy Little Knits by Ashley Paige.
Beginning Friday, July 11,(tomorrow!) Ashley will have her own reality show on TLC, Bikini or Bust. In addition to following Ashley’s career as a knitwear designer, the show will also focus on her animal rescue. Both Toaster and Idget came from RuffHouzen, and Ashley did an amazing job with them before turning them over to me.
If you’re like me and like cuddly, furry creatures as much as you like to knit, this is a show you won’t want to miss!
Beginning Friday, July 11,(tomorrow!) Ashley will have her own reality show on TLC, Bikini or Bust. In addition to following Ashley’s career as a knitwear designer, the show will also focus on her animal rescue. Both Toaster and Idget came from RuffHouzen, and Ashley did an amazing job with them before turning them over to me.
If you’re like me and like cuddly, furry creatures as much as you like to knit, this is a show you won’t want to miss!
Labels:
Animal Rescue,
Ashley Paige,
Bikini or Bust,
dogs
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Bad, Idget. Bad! Bad dog!
Idget is turning out to be way more of a handful than Toaster.
He likes to get in the trash, with a particular penchant for Rob's snotty kleenex and used dental floss. He also like to pee on our bed.
Yep, you read that right. Idget has peed on our bed THREE times.
He is pretty much house-broken, but the second we aren't looking, he sneaks into the bedroom and lets loose on the comforter.
The other night, we didn't discover it till late, and this time it had soaked through the comforter into the mattress. Not what you want to find at bedtime.
Like a true gentleman, Rob offered to sleep on the couch and let me have the joy of sleeping on the half of the mattress that wasn't steeped in urine. I accepted his offer. At least our bedroom has air conditioning!
He likes to get in the trash, with a particular penchant for Rob's snotty kleenex and used dental floss. He also like to pee on our bed.
Yep, you read that right. Idget has peed on our bed THREE times.
He is pretty much house-broken, but the second we aren't looking, he sneaks into the bedroom and lets loose on the comforter.
The other night, we didn't discover it till late, and this time it had soaked through the comforter into the mattress. Not what you want to find at bedtime.
Like a true gentleman, Rob offered to sleep on the couch and let me have the joy of sleeping on the half of the mattress that wasn't steeped in urine. I accepted his offer. At least our bedroom has air conditioning!
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