So, um, why did I think it was such a good idea to start taking classes while we are preparing for a major campaign at work? It is crazy-busy in my life right now. I haven't had a chance to tell you about my applique class or the earrings I made and I won't get to take photos to decorate such a post because tonight I have CPR and it is just always dark when I try to take a decent photo. I'm a total nut.
In about an hour on the bus, I read crazyauntpurl's new book Drunk, Divorced, and Covered in Car Hair. It was good. It's not quite as funny as the blog, but it's all written in really short chapters for those with no attention spans. It made me a little sad that I never went to the WeHo SnB because that would have been my Stitch n Bitch (see map below), and how many times did Kate try to get me to go? How many times did I try to make myself go? But I thought people would think I was a crap knitter because I sometimes use Lion Brand, or because I rarely do anything very complicated, or when I was doing complicated things, like Sissy's poncho, I needed total silence and to do lots and lots of counting. I worried they'd think I was a smart ass and a fat ass. Clearly, I should not have worried; I should have just gone. But the book ends on a pretty happy note. I've got a little quote over on the 101 page.
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They wouldn't let me show you the 2.8 mile line from my house (Pickford @ Robertson) to that crazy space near Hancock Park. But that was it. 2.8 miles.