After several years of silence here, I have decided to return to writing this blog.  My life has changed a great deal in the time I have been gone, mostly for the better.  Over the next few entries, I will reveal some of those changes.  I will not attempt a long winded update, like the ones people sometimes still send out in Christmas cards.  Suffice it for now to say, I am well and happy and have stories to share.  Love to all of you!  

Speaking the truth can piss people off, even when spoken in moderated tones, even when the speaking is absolutely justified. 

Actually, not so much learned late as relearned.  Ah well...

Story to follow when all the parties involved are dead. 

In case you haven't guessed, it's been a rough couple of weeks in my world. 

There are no awards given out for finishing books we hate.  For that matter, it's hard to imagine winning any kind of award for doing anything you hate.  There's something to ponder. 

Okay, so it wasn't a long vacation, but it was a gorgeous day in northern Kentucky, where spring has really and truly sprung.  And that means spring in Columbus cannot be far behind.  At last. 

Su and I rode south with our friends C and E.  We visited the Newport Aquarium in Newport, KY, making a few stops along the way to enjoy snacks and gorgeous weather. 





Saving the rest of the pics for Su's upcoming newspaper article. 

   Hanna Montana Jammies made bu Su, with help from Ms.  Patty and Mom. 


  One Purple (really, it is purple) slipper, pre-felting.  Water boiling as we speak.  Felting to follow.  Within moments, really. 

  One green slipper, pre-felting.  It's mate will be completed by bedtime. 

  Grey slippers, already felted. 



The slipper pattern is all Knitty, "fuzzy feet."  The yarn is lamb's pride and they are knitted on size 9 dpn's.  the pattern recommended a 16-inch circ, which I purchased for the project and found to be useless. 

It is never wise to tell one's superior to "Get over yourself."  This results in confinement and extra duty. 

If your wife not only shaves her legs, but tells you she has shaved her legs, that's the universal green-light for nookie.  The light turns red again within 6-12 hours, so make haste as well as hay. 

Sometimes, it's tempting to blackmail one's own child.  In fact, the urge can be profoundly irresistible.  How much is a mother's silence worth?  Hmmmmmmm.....

If you will be embarrassed when your mom tells your dad about something you have done, it might be better not to do it at all. 

I snapped this pic several days ago whilst my Friday Music Class listened to Benjamin Britten.  No devil's workshop here, that's for sure.