Here is what's what today:
~I started knitting another dragon scale scarf for a coworker who bought herself the cashmere. The color is called "granny smith" and that pretty much sums it up. In other walks of life it might have been called lime green. Either way, the color is not one of my best and even while knitting it, my color clashes with it's color. One of us has to go.
~It's amazing how much knitting one can get done while waiting in hospitals while people have their cancer appointments
~Winners! I have winners!
The yarn winner is Life's a Stitch, Li! She will get a yarny prize. Have I ever told you how much I love Li? She's my best West Coast friend. I love her to pieces. And now I get to send her some yarn. I'm the lucky one. (Oh, and it bears saying again, please go and check out Li's scarf pattern. It's a great pattern and she will give it out for free for the polite asking. Tell her I sent you!)
And.
The winner of the Philosophy gift set? Margene! Have I told you how much I love Margene? She my best Utah friend. I love her. To pieces. And now I am sharing my favorite obsession with her, my Philosophy. Who better to share Philosophy with anyway?
Again. How lucky am I? (I don't think Margene has anything free to give away, but you could try to beg something off of her anyway if you want. Tell her I sent you!)
~haha~
~While in the hospital waiting area today, knitting my little heart out with granny smith yarn that clashed horribly with my skin color, I glanced up at the television and the closed captioning and read
and I quote
"which is typ pickle for a 14 year old girl"
I pondered for a minute or so, "what is a typ pickle?". Then it dawned on me, of course it's "typical". I tell this story as part of the ongoing CART (which I believe stands for Captions Are Really Typ (Pickle) series that is so wonderful over at Norma's. (Have I told you how I love Norma?) (Okay, I'll stop)
~ It occurs to me, during the closing night of the Democratic National Convention which also coincides with the 45th anniversary of Martin Luther King's I have a Dream speech, that in order for our country (Or our world for that matter) to truly move into a post racial society, it is imperative that we stop referring to people like Barack Obama as a BLACK man. No one refers to John McCain as a WHITE man. A small adjective that should not have to be used. We will only be non racial when we can stop referring to race. Will it happen? I can only hope.
So Typ Pickle, isn't it?