mad for mosaic (and knitting)!!

Or maybe just “mad”… (as in cloud cuckoo land crazy).

(by the way, there are two posts today to make up for one I missed last week. Aren’t you thrilled! see below for #2 on the topic of mambos, sambas and wannabe 50s crooners)

The mosaic monster has corrupted me yet again. Last night I made the following after finding some old curry jars in the cupboard:

1. Coffee Mug with Cozy

Before and After

Curry sauce by Pataks (we are very fond of curry in a hurry in the JB household).
Up Close and Personal

The sleeve is made with Sari Silk gifted me by Holly as a surprise in an American chip gift pack. I thought it fit well with the curry theme. The buttons are vintage, 1940s. Fancy beads from Michaels craftstore.

Hopefully the household dishwashing job was better than usual. If not, I may get to sample the unique taste of vindaloo coffee this morning at the desk. Talk about “world coffee”!!

2. Paean to the Boygirl Goddess

A really fancy name for a pen holder which will hopefully help me restore order to my office highlighter collection.

1. Before and after

Curry sauce by the President. (an aside: why is it that native UK cuisine seems to treat black pepper as a spice to be used with suspicion and extreme caution, but Brits and Scots love curry? Especially after drinking copious amounts of beer? I don’t get it. Tell my “old country” scottish/british friends, “Tonight it’s Moroccan for dinner” and they screw up their faces in confusion and sniff every bite suspiciously before eating – kind of like I do with vegetables – hmm. But tell them “I know you’ve had Patak’s the last ten times you were here, but… ” and they practically lick the cooking pan clean!

Note also the elephant in the background. I thought that was a nice touch.

But I digress.

2. Up Close and Personal

The goddess was made for by a very dear departed friend of mine and resided on my fridge for many years.

The fridge magnets are arranged in my rather bizarre stab at poetry. Each line is a standalone poem. They read as follows (from the bottom, which is how I started composing it

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please watch your magnetic musk
some more delirious pudding please

I crave his warm languid whisper
but want to sleep with…

why do mad passion and beauty make me cry with lust?

a naked moon must soar and build together

I need to be the divine and curvaceous fairy femme

love is a violent luscious spray of blue fire

outrageous trip through time a caress in a void

I feel like the slick aristocratic goddess who can spank you

straight boys rock but sausages wail pant and satisfy

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I know, I know… don’t give up my day job. However, I do like it better than the tenants rights haiku I penned during the last staff meeting. I won’t bore you with those, although the coworkers got a kick out of them.

Carmen lives!

I don’t know whether to kiss or curse Holly for introducing me to Craft magazine. Now I will never get any work done!!

I fell in love with the mag after seeing this:

Homage to Carmen Miranda!

How can I not love a magazine where a burlesque entertainer (Angie Pontani) shows you how to make fancy headdresses! I don’t any more have the body to wear thecute short sparkly outfit, but the headgear will go so well with this dress:

(The photo does not do it justice. I really need to buy a scanner. However, it is very sparkly, covered in sequins… I scored it for $20 at Thrift Villa in Parkdale to wear to my “I finally managed to become a lawyer” party. (Wanted to wear it to my actual call to the Bar, but figured they wouldn’t call me then and I would have blown $35,000 for nothing. I refuse to show you the photos of me wearing the robes and tabs and looking very, very goofy. I have not had occasion to have to wear robes since, thankfully).

So – now I’m off to the Dollarama ASAP to find cheap fake fruit and maybe even a glue gun! I plan to make several for the first performance of the Club 425 Dance troupe (we have lessons at my workplace at lunchtime led by the fabulous Madame Jennie, who will not let me show a picture of her). The performance is at yet unscheduled, mostly because yours truly is a great dancer who can’t follow set steps, unlike her equally talented co-workers in the troupe.

One of the dance tunes featured, I’m hoping, will come from one of these CDs which I finally scored yesterday after hunting high and low:

I should mention that my musical tastes after date back 50 or so years. I suspect that in a past life I was meant to be part of the Rat Pack, but was instead stuck inside the house in some Greek village with permission to leave once a year for church with my head covered in a kerchief.

But really, how can you not love a guy who actually recorded “Hair Goes Latin”???? (and if anyone finds this, I’ll knit you a Tuscany in exchange.

I have to go now to upload 3 CDs worth of Edmundo Ros onto my iPod. It is a happy day indeed in the JK household (and JJ will surely be happy to stop listening to the caterwauling Greek selections I’ve been into for the last while!).

I will, however, leave you with a parting cheesecake shot of me doing the Wedding Samba decked out in my Tuscany and Montego Bay scarf (warning: if you don’t like burlesque or nude back with love handles, skip this one…). This is my response to a dare/bet – the person who dared/bet me (who, by request, shall remain nameless) now owes me a skein of sea silk. Heh heh heh.

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Just holding my head because I don’t have the towering fruit headpiece yet.

repurposed fridge magnets

Have you ever had that stuff called “fridge poetry” on your fridge at home? I had it for years and years, providing much hilarity at parties particularly after everyone had had a few – especially since someone had gifted me with the smutty version of fridge poetry.

In the time period since I first acquired the fridge poetry, I have moved apartments… er… six or seven times due to either wanderlust or the inevitable discontentment that comes from being a tenant advocate who is also a tenant! (I prefer the wanderlust reason myself – it sounds far more sweeping and majestic than “this landlord is never going to fix anything, so I might as well just move”).

The last time I moved (which was a happy move in that we were upgrading to acquire a 32 foot balcony plus a second bedroom which has become the stash/craft room, library, etc) I finally said to myself “Enough!! I’m not putting up this fridge poetry ANY MORE!!”. However, hoarder little me could not bear to toss it out. It sat in a tupperware container for some time and then I decided to deal with it once and for all.

So – here’s what I came up with, about a year and a half ago:

Warning: due to the smutty fridge poetry used in part in this piece, viewer discretion is strongly advised regarding the resulting subject matter! 😉 don’t say I didn’t warn you!

The Box That Dreams Are Made Of!!!

Detail Shot:

You will note that I made no real attempt at creating poetry and that for the most part the words were placed at random (I really wish I had saved all the great stuff people had “written” over the years. I started to then lost the scraps of paper I was using to write them down during some move or other).

Please note also the very pleasing “sepia” effect on part of the fridge poetry. Second hand smoke can be a wonderful dyeing medium, I’ve learned. Looking at this box “in person” I could actually tell you which of two sets of fridge poetry each individual magnet came from, based on how nicotine-stained it is.

Smoking is SO glamorous! (any Canadians here who remember that poster campaign back in the 80s with the really ugly photo of a person with about 100 lit cigarettes jammed in his/her mouth, surrounded by smoke? Peculiar that I took up smoking approximately 35 minutes after first seeing that poster at the high school – it stressed me out!).

But I digress. To make a lovely heirloom poet’s box, simply glue fridge magnets onto an old shoebox. The lovely sepia effect could be accomplished as well without years of smoking – by painting the magnets once dried with contact cement, which will also produce an extra layer of adhesive.

And now it strikes me that I could have made my life much easier by using a metal box. Oh well. This will give me an excuse to try to find the petty cash box at the office, as I just remembered I have more fridge poetry in sepia/white, pink and lavender as well (the latter two being queer fridge poetry). “Really, I wasn’t stealing the money… I just wanted the box to use for another craft”.

Hmm.

Serendipity at Sunset

So, more than a year after the fact, I have finally made reality a long-standing design project idea of mine: to combine my two favourite crafts, knitting and mosaic!

I kinda like it!

Specs:

Materials:
– Super 10 cotton yarn: parts of 3 skeins
– 4.0 mm knitting needles and 4.0 mm crochet hook
– mosaic glass tile: black, baby’s breath and flame
– stained glass: gold, orange shades, opalised blue/green, opalised “oilslick”
– mirror
– sun and moon pieces from a disassembled mosaic piece
– 24″x36″ canvas
– tile adhesive
– grout and artist’s pigment in cadmium blue, burnt siena and cadmium red

Time Frame:
– central knitted piece completed over a year ago (design based on Tilting at Windmills by Pat Ashforth
– overall design, mosaic and assembly started 20th October 2007 and finished 21 October 2007 (approx. 8 hours in total)

Destination: living room wall


Notes:

– I very much enjoyed getting back to some mosaic work, which I am more creative at than with knitting, I think. The knitting, however, has taken up my creative energies for the past couple of years.

– The sun and moon pieces were originally part of one of those (annoying sounding, to me) windchimes. The remainder of the windchime is featured in my Four Seasons piece.

– The name is all I could come up with right now. The main colourway for the piece was inspired by the paprika colourway in the knitted piece, by and large. I decided to highlight the sun and moon parts in blue to differentiate them from the sunset theme overall.

– I am not 100% sold on the combination of knitting and mosaic as yet, at least with the Super 10 yarn. Should I endeavour another such piece I would probably go with a novelty yarn which would blend in better with the shininess of the glass and tile, I think. Overall, though, I like the piece and think the colours work well together.

– I tried to spray the knitted piece with some gloss spray epoxy for cleaning and to make it a bit glossy. However, not unpredictably, the epoxy got absorbed into the yarn for the most part – this had the pleasant side effect, however, of providing some rigidity to the knitted piece.

– If any of you attempt something like this yourself, I would suggest a harder backing than canvas to provide structure for the grouting. I ended up placing a sheet of PVC in the back because the grout was cracking a bit.

If anyone has a better name for this and wish to share it with me, I’m all virtual ears!

tag I’m it…

Amy has tagged me… I’m it. agh. 😉

This one is not too time consuming, anyway.

For the unfortunate taggees (and I do hope I haven’t tagged you before. I haven’t done it all that often):

Open the book you’re currently reading to page 161 and copy the fifth sentence on the page, then tag 5 bloggers.

All righty – p.161, 5th sentence:

Cory J. wrote: “The interpretation of the word “corruptly” must take place within the context of s.426 itself.”

And – I know you’re all going to want to rush out and buy a copy… so here is the cover shot for your convenience:

(such dull reading matter that the photo came out in black and white).

Oh – I just realised the photo came out backwards. The book is:

Sullivan, Ruth A., “Driedger on the Construction of Statutes, 3rd ed.” (Butterworths: Markham, 1994). (Make sure you buy the 4th ed. with the red cover… I picked up the wrong one when leaving the office Friday. But if you’re desperate, the 3rd ed. will do.

hee hee

And… the winners are:
Holly

Haley

Natalie

Joan

and… (drumroll please!)

Wannietta

the beauty of evil

(pretty glass baubles… more info below!)

The philosopher Hannah Arendt coined the phrase “the banality of evil”, a concept with which I have great sympathy. Having said that, my personal version of evil is quite beautiful. Fleece Artist and Handmaiden borne evil, to be exact.

I must have broken some kind of record this month in yarn spending, even for myself. I had to attend the MTO office yesterday to renew my driving licence (only two months after expiry, a personal best). I must say the lady there was so kind with me – usually they give me a really hard time and make me beg, plead and sign three or four statutory declarations that I didn’t even THINK about getting behind the wheel of a car within the period the licence was expired. I was having nightmares about being forced to go and redo the test 21 years later, and now they have a graduated system which means I would have had to drive with the supervision of an “adult” for a year first (wouldn’t JJ just love THAT!!).

But I digress. Of course the MTO office was only a 10 minute walk from my 3rd LYS, Lettuce Knit. And, of course, I had to take a spin by there – to buy stitch markers only, you know.

Well, 20 minutes later, here’s what I left the store with:

Wool, of all things! Suri Blue, laceweight, Fleece Artist. Nothing wrong with wool, of course. I just don’t usually buy it, preferring silk instead (and cotton when I’m feeling cheap). But I think it will be perfect for the Magical Earth shawl by Sandy Terp from A Gathering of Lace. I am a sucker for Celtic patterning (hence, JJ living with me… he is a Celt, and Irish, although he doesn’t admit it. However, if both one’s parents are Irish, what does that make one, anyway? Luckily for me he doesn’t read this blog or the very first comment on this post would be “I’m SCOTTISH – how many times do I have to tell you!!!”.

But here I digress, yet again. Not that I have anywhere near the skills to knit the Magical Earth shawl. But hey.

Holly thinks that zombies are evil. However, I’ll tell you what the true evil in life is: lace knitting. It seems like the potato chip of knitting to me these days… you can’t eat just one! So, now another 1200 metres of yarn for the stash. I could probably string together all of the yarn in the stash across the Atlantic and get myself a very cheap trip to Greece next summer. 😉

This was me having patted myself on the back because I didn’t locate any Sea Silk that I didn’t fall in love with. So abstemtious, I thought, until I found myself rooting through the Suri Blue bin.

Mind you, here is the Sea Silk I fell in love with earlier in the week at Romni, in the amethyst colourway:

It’s now official. I have enough yarn to make shawls to cover the entire exterior of my six story apartment building. The Super 7 or Lotto 6/49 had better come through very soon, given that having to work impedes me substantially in attaining this goal.

Oh – and my new addiction (although, thankfully, much cheaper than the yarn one):

Beads!! Because, of course, I had to hit Arton Beads on the lunch hour yesterday. So, now I have enough beads to mark every kilometre on the cross-atlantic yarn pulley trip to Athens… 11,000 or thereabouts (I am geographically challenged, so please do correct me if I am wrong!).

But – did I actually end up buying stitch markers? NO. I forgot. SIGH.

I wonder if the landlord would accept yarn for the November rent? Hmm. Note to self: lobby Ministry of Housing to suggest change to the Residential Tenancies Act to allow for rent payment in stash rather than cash. I would run it by the Toronto housing study group but they would probably have me committed.

On the knitting front: I am working on two projects that I want to submit to Knitty to see if they will actually publish them. This is killing me in a way as I can’t show off project pics on the blog. SIGH. Next project will be the Brioche vest for JJ from the Best of Interweave Knits (selfless little ol’ me…).

I’m also hacking away at some mosaic flowerpot candle holder thingies for holiday gifts. Luckily for me, they take quite a bit less time to make than the Magical Shawl will!!!

Oh – NEW CRAFT ALERT!!!! (for those of you who have lots of time on your hands and want another craft which will allow you to make fancy Christmas presents…) here is my gift to you for the 20 October feastday of… well, it must be some feast day, somewhere!



Shiny Happy Coasters!!

(you may or may not know that I also do mosaic work, primarily with stained glass. If interested I have links to some of my mosaic projects on the sidebar)

I started making these after seeing some woman selling them for $25 for four at a craft sale (which I thought was quite something, given that the glass costs about $1.50 and they take about 5 minutes to make). J “if it’s no’ whisky, it’s CRRRRAP!” J has co-opted the last set I made (10 minutes before a dinner party I was hosting… he was amazed. One minute, no coasters, the next minute … coasters! The guests also got some to take home as a little hostess gift. How Martha of me, really!

Here’s a gratuitous cheesecake photo of JJ – a very rare sighting with a glass of alcohol other than whisky!

He does look Irish, doesn’t he?!?

Back to the regularly scheduled programme…If interested in making coasters, the start up cost is fairly low. This is what you need:

From the bottom (because I’m weird) – all tools available at a stained glass shop, and likely at places like Michael’s as well:

1. glass cutter (this one is rather high end as I have done this professionally, but you can get a decent one for this purpose for about $10 CDN)
2. tile/glass snapper (to separate the pieces of glass once you have scored them – about $3)
3. a rasp to file down the edges of glass (about $5). I also have a special machine I use for this, but again, not necessary unless you’re doing pro work.

You will also need:

1. a cork-backed straightedge (mine was, ahem, liberated from a past office)
2. stained glass, of course. It costs anywhere between $5 and $20 for a one-foot square, depending upon the type of glass. The one in the photo is “opalised” and goes for about $15 per foot. One foot will make 9 coasters. My favourite is called “oil slick” and is opalised like the one in these photos but I don’t have a pic to show you right now.
3. these little foot things with sticky backs (available at ye locale dollar shop). There are optional but helpful to avoid slippage.

The process:

1. put the piece of glass on a non-slippery surface (a table covered with a towel works well. Don’t forget to put the towel in the laundry basket right after).

2. pick the part you want to score and put the straightedge there.

3. score a line on the straightedge with the glass cutter.

4. use the glass snapper gently to separate the pieces.

5. cut the resulting smaller piece of glass into coaster sized pieces.

6. file the edges with the rasp.

7. stick the little feet on.

Voila!

So, now you’re asking – why did I post a photo of glass baubles at the top? Because they’re pretty (Michael’s, $7/bag. You can also get some good ones at the dollar store) and because they lead to a very simple craft to do – either by yourself or with kids. Just get a tube of glue or a small bucket of tile adhesive if for outdoor use, and stick the beads to stuff – glass vases, mason jars, etc.

Have fun!

more blasts from the past

…although with the first one, at least, I’d rather say “damn and blast” because:

(a) it’s way too 80s to actually wear; and
(b) there have appeared in it some mysterious holes. Grr.

I came across both of these when excavating the spare room closet looking for winter wear (why, when they are calling for 22 C/75 F or thereabouts weather today, you might well ask. I have no answer that makes any sense):


1. David

This pattern came originally from Knitting Masterpieces. If anyone ever comes across a copy, either snatch it up for yourself or consider a “donation” to me … I have long lost the copy I, ahem, liberated from the local public library at the time (what goes around, they do say, comes around). My WHAM! sweater comes from the same pattern book. There are wonderful patterns in it although I imagine the shapes are now rather dated. In the vague mists of the history in my brain (which can be very vague indeed) there is a wonderful sweater based on a Monet painting.

Anyway, this was made… oh, 18 years ago or so in my foolish youth and well before the word “intarsia” became the equivalent of two four-letter words in my household.

In case the front isn’t recognisable, the sleeves tell you the provenance of the original image:

(in case this is not instantly legible, it reads “Michelangelo”, despite the fact that my tortured brain this morning views it as “Hell’s Angels” for some odd reason… )

And just in case you’re not sure who David is: I love Wikipedia!!!
Cool, eh? (on second thought… don’t answer that!)


2. KB Bag

This is about the level of intarsia I can currently hack ;-). It is of far more recent provenance – I think I made it in April 2006 or thereabouts. Design is found in one of the Debbie Stoller books – I think “Stitch n Bitch Nation” although am now too lazy to check. It may have been called the “Bowling Bag” although if I stuck a 5 lb bowling ball in here (which is all it could accommodate) I would undoubtedly drop it and break my foot. (Note: it is actually called “Letter Have It” and the designer is Georgia Coleman)

Yarn = Lett Lopi (an excellent felting yarn, by the by).

The design concept is rather obvious, I think – the colleagues got a big kick out of this bag as my longstanding nickname at work and in my field overall has been “KB” – maybe because the spelling of the full name “Kristina Brouhaha” is a bit too difficult for all those lawyers to grasp? hee hee

Anyway, this at the very least has cheered up what promises to be a gloomy day weather wise… when do we get to set forward the clocks, anyway? I detest this 6 hours of sunlight a day thing.

kb

shameless consumerism

My results of the Sault Ste Marie Value Village expedition, in part:

1. Just Ducky!

Quack was starting to get lonely. Now he has a little friend… Daisy (I’m not too imaginative with the names for the birds, I must confess. It’s not my fault: I grew up in a house where the only pet was named “Budgie”.

The vase between is also a new household display piece.

2. Addicted to beads

Here is a very fancy beaded purse featuring Thumper and … I forget (I guess my amnesia is not limited to birds, actually):

Check out the happy look on Thumper’s face in contemplation of the carrot (wish I got equally excited by veggies!)

3. Scarves

Just what I needed as I’ve started a knitting scarf binge…

I also scored a floor length fancy fitted dress, 5 tops (including a cute little cashmere sweater), some books, a denim-look Eddie Bauer sweater for JJ and some other stuff… all for $96.47. (Wonder if they’d notice if I tried to put on trip expenses… hmm… kidding, of course.

Oh, and lest I forget, here is some of the new J-K household yarn:

Berocco Idol (left) and Knitpicks Cotlin (right). Am glad to report that JJ favours the beige colour for his brioche vest… which means I get the blue for myself 😉 The sea silk is still at the office as I want to take it to the bead shop tomorrow to try to find some complimentary beads (although I may order some from Earthfaire instead).

I think that’s enough. Off to prepare some bread and water for dinner (which is now all I can afford…)

kb

PS. Oh – I almost forgot – my Hallowe’en costume!! (also from Boutique VV):

Now I just need to find some pompoms… excuse for a trip to Dollarama (where even I can’t do much damage). I also have a big blonde wig hiding somewhere…

😉

skipped a day already… BAD GIRL

How quickly I break my promises to myself. Have missed a day in posting here, approximately two days after I said I would post every day!!!

My excuse: I was out of town on business. In that time period, relatively little knitting got done but certainly lots of scheming re. a top I’m trying to design and other stash ideas. I also managed to hit what I now believe to be the World’s Best Value Village with a coworker from TO and spent almost $100!!! (quite a feat). I am going to post a couple of treasures from that expedition tomorrow… including a new buddy for Quack. 😉

And – when I got to work today, lo and behold a large box on my office chair from…

KNITPICKS!!!

Contents:
13 Skeins Cot-Lin in Midnight Blue (ETA: actually – Nightfall)
13 Skeins Cot-Lin in Oatmeal (I think) (ETA: actually, Linen)
** obviously my recall of colour names is flagging. Maybe a good thing Handmaiden doesn’t label their colours after all!)
the book A Gathering of Lace
the book The Natural Knitter.

So excited! Will have to start the Brioche Vest for JJ shortly…

Good to be back! Off now to … (I know, I know) … the LYS. Just for one thing. Really.

ETA: actually, four things: two skeins of sea silk (purple) and two skeins of Berocco Zen. SIGH.

kb

Tuscany – blocked! – and payday treats

Two things to report today… yee-hah!

1. Tuscany

Done and blocked! The promised action photos are sadly lacking as it was raining and I couldn’t take Aphrodite for the forest stroll. However, I just couldn’t wait. I LOVE it. 😉

(a) Full Frontal


(b) Hindsight is 20/20
(c) The devil is in the details
(d) Beads, Beads… good for your heart…
(e) The apparently requisite lace display shot


Specs:

Pattern = Tuscany by Amy R. Singer (No Sheep for You)
Needles = 3.75mm Addi Turbo
Yarn = Handmaiden Silken (2 skeins: one blue, one rainbow)
Date Started = 7 October 2007 (I think)
Date Finished = 14 October 2007
Size = 66″ across by 23″ deep
Pin = bought at Romni Wools in Toronto


Notes

– I found the lace pattern relatively simple and only had to tink once! 🙂
– I did run out of yarn for the full pattern (I had only the two skeins) so the shawl is finished at the 8th row of the 9th pattern repetition (full pattern = 11 reps). However, despite the fact that I used a slightly smaller needle than recommended, the shawl is still close to full size (and big enough for me, I think).
– It is bound off using raspberry sea silk from the stash
– I put beads on each of the side edges, placing one bead on each end every second row.
– Halfway through, I thought I should have gone with one colour. However, now I’m quite happy with the result and like the separate swirls that the colour alternation created 🙂
– I will likely make this again in future as a gift for someone.

I cannot believe that I am someone who is now enthusiastic about knitting and wearing shawls, not to mention lace, period…


2. Payday Booty

Today marked the bimonthly yarn spending binge otherwise known as Payday. This time, I completely overdid it to the extent that I am a bit embarrassed. Not embarrassed enough, mind you, to refrain from showing it off!

I told you I overdid it!!!

From the top left hand corner, going clockwise:

(a) two skeins of Handmaiden Silken (red colourway)
(b) 12 skeins of Dale Svale of Norway (on sale! – 50% cotton, 10% silk, 40% viscose and very lovely and soft – colour no. 4019) – designated for the High Neck Pullover in Vogue Knitting Holiday 2007 (project No. 11)
(c) two skeins of Fleece Artist Italian Silk – I think it’s in the Rainforest colourway
(d) A Treasury of Knitting Patterns – Barbara Walker

Don’t ask how much this set me back.

I almost, almost, almost made it out of the shop (Knitomatic) without buying the Silken after the following internal debate (which I fear was actually not internal but spoken aloud, much, I’m sure, to the amusement of the ever-kind and enabling Leane:

EVIL SELF: (picking it up and examining it, over and over again)

GOOD SELF: You just finished knitting something with Silken! You have another skein of it at home… plus god alone knows how much other Handmaiden stuff… plus…plus…plus…

EVIL SELF: But I don’t have any red Silken. I never have had anyway.

GOOD SELF: You’re buying 12 skeins of the other yarn in lovely poppy red!!!

EVIL SELF: But it’s not Silken.

More of this ensued, and Evil Self finally reliquinshed the Silken and put it back in the basket where it belonged. Good Self paid for the other stuff with the cash she had set aside and which was supposed to be the maximum spent on this visit. Good Self took the bag and started to walk out of the shop…

…then…

Evil Self turned back, grabbed the Silken and said to Leane “Well, I’m just going to come back for it later in the week anyway, so I might as well just get it now.” And out came the debit card.

Moral of the Story: Go not ye to yon LYS on payday. (second cousin to that ever-important rule “Shop not ye for groceries on an emptye stomache”. (Which rule, by the way, both JJ and I broke on Saturday… so I don’t feel so bad.

And, really, if I did feel bad, all I have to do is go and stroke this for awhile:

Wishing you all a wonderful week! (and thanks for putting up with the longwinded blather if you’ve made it this far)

Kristina