these days of leiderhosen

You know, I can't leave today on that last growly post. You, Dear Reader, have at least as much frustration with the occasional/perpetual professional dingbat. Thank you for reading my blog, overlooking the nasty words, and posting your really splendidly funny comments. Every comment is like a present just waiting to be unwrapped and nibbled up. A little valentine to Linda K, ( rtd .): I think of you every single day, many times. Not only is your gift of an orifice hook always in my back pocket but both niddy - noddys ( niddy - noddies ?) are perpetually full, but I would have never arrived at the point where I could gift away fleecey goodness if it weren't for your generous assessment of that first barbaric wheel and your care full encouragement when my first efforts resembled rotting yak intestine. How could a mentor and muse fit so nicely into one person? Yesterday I send someone home from knitting group with a bit of the practice wool you sent (it is the perfect ...

Now we can confirm who the biggest fuckin' fool on the planet is: the Dame du Project Manageress of this multi-million dollar state grant wafted through my office like Blanch Du Bois this afternoon. When asked to review the Final Invoice she declined , saying "well, I am sure of the numbers". As she had not shared this information, I insisted and she sniffed, "oh, I trust you..." and faded through the door to go home early. Well, bite bloody me . I don't even trust me. And I really don't trust me angry. Now I'll be working the weekend. grrrrrrrhhhgggggggrrrrrrrrhhhhhh!

After cleaning up the delightful wreckage of having four other Fiber Junkies in the house (they all crammed themselves into the Fiber Stash room), I worked on some deadline work stuff due today until 2:00 AM. I feel like death rewarmed, but I am very glad such a good time was had last night. So mixed with the fury I feel towards the Department that wants it all/wants it now, I am going to power on through the rest of the day and with any luck will get these beasties out the door without too much effort. Speaking of Beasties, the item to have this season is fornicating reindeer mittens. This pair is particularly splendid, with a detailed palm and handspun yarn. I wish y'all lived closer. I'd love to throw a party just for the Superhero Bloggers.