Showing posts with label annoying bragging. Show all posts
Showing posts with label annoying bragging. Show all posts

Thursday, January 03, 2008

Starting out the New Year right

I put the kids on the school bus today -- not a moment too soon, for my sanity's sake -- so now it's time to get back to work. There's a new yarn blend soaking in the dyepots; it'll make its debut with the members of the BBF Sock Club, and then I'll add some to the Etsy shop later this month. I've got page proofs to review, and a new project simmering that I'll tell you more about later.

But first, if you haven't donated to Dr. Mel's Phoebe fund, please consider doing so. Mel is a vet in Maine and he treated a lovely dog named Phoebe who was severely injured in a hit-and-run accident, along with her owner (who was walking her). Mel and his colleagues have provided hundreds of dollars of veterinary care to Phoebe for free, but the costs of care are on-going and substantial, given how serious Phoebe's injuries were. Should donations exceed the costs of Phoebe's care, any extra will go to help another family with a deserving pet via the clinic's catastrophic care fund. Thank you for helping if you can!

On a completely different note, last night I was perusing my new Vogue Knitting, which arrived yesterday. I had to strap on the Depends after I read the "CyberStitches" column, in which the following appeared:
The six staffers who blog for Rosie's Yarn Cellar in Philadelphia include industry insiders, authors and the force behind the indie yarn line Black
Bunny Fibers.
Can you believe it? Black Bunny Fibers made it to the pages of Vogue Knitting! Cheryl Krementz, if you're reading this, email me privately. I've got a hank of BBF yarn with your name on it.

Saturday, October 13, 2007

Plotzing at Stitches

I am sitting in my hotel room, sipping freshly-made coffee out of a Dolores van Hoofen mug (Mindy rocks!), about to eat a kick-ass donut from the wilds of Virginia, chock full of Quebecois curses ("Tabernacle!") and knitting industry gossip, and ready to continue knitting my garish Elvis socks



while leafing through the Stitches East program to decide where I will start my shopping today.

Life is good.

Very, very good.

P.S. Don't forget: Vé-Vé will be signing her book at the Rosie's booth at 2:00 today so stop by and say "Bong-joor!"