Here in Canada legislation requires product labeling to appear in both official languages. It has reinforced my high school French vocabulary. Friday night, on the way home from work, I picked up some egg nog. What a laugh we had when we realized the literal translation for egg nog in French is “chicken milk.” Brought…

That was supposed to read 100 59 Things About Me but the strike out feature doesn’t work on the title. I have aways had 40+ things on my "About" section and have never been able to come up with the hundred that others manage. It’s probably due to the fact that my weekly newspaper mini-columns…

I’ve become a loose woman. I used to be a tight knitter but recently, when swatching for two different projects, I have had to come down two needle sizes. There are some things in both my knitting life and regular life that continue to confuse me. I know if I sit down for a bit…

It was in December, the 8th or 12th, and I was in 8th Grade. I was anxious to get the Christmas lights up. We lived in a colonial style house and each year my parents would put an electric candle in each window in the front of the house. My father told me I was…

I like to shop from my seat and not on my feet. I stole that from my sister’s Pampered Chef website. Yarn, by mail order, is always full of surprises. Colour and texture are a gamble and you have to add in the cost of shipping, both in ordering and returning. You do save on…

It’s not bad enough that I am a yarn addict, but I am an enabler. The LYS’s in our areas are few and far between, so when you have the time to go, you make sure you get orders from surrounding knitters. At my office we have a new knitter, and two knitters just getting…

Friday again. I went to my follow up cardiology appointment. It struck me as strange to be listening to his Muzak and hearing the "Stand Up" song you associate with ClubMed – "Give me your heart, give me give me your heart…" All is good. I can stay on my Rhythmol which will now treat…

I crack up sometimes when I read what people are searching for when they end up here. This week some readers arrived after googling: band saw massacre, little nipples, Pacific Northwest spiders, I am an acne pimple, the life cycle of a frog, and I love food. Here are my two favourites: someone arrived at…

I don’t know about Touch Me. I am in the process of felting it a second time as many of the worms disappeared, but not all. Another important note: this scarf was knitted lengthwise and after felting, the width of the scarf decreased far more than the length. So, I have a long skinny snake-like…

So, I’m knitting with Touch Me. Enter male family members. After a good feel, Chuck and Bryant want underwear knitted from it. We are a weird family. But seriously, Touch Me is soft as a puppy’s tummy, a lamb’s ear or a tulip petal. The colour is deep as the midnight sky. See, Sister Marion?…