Something To Declare
And if you're a knitter or crocheter--the Knitting Olympics put on by everyone's favorite Yarn Harlot or the Ravelympics.
You guys know how I feel about the Yarn Harlot, so although I did participate in the last Knitting Olympics in 2004, I will not be patronizing Ms. H's program.
That leaves the Ravelympics.
Ok, putting aside my meh-ness for The Place That Shall Not Be Named, I just can't get on board with this name.
Stricken Patient lies in bed looking despondently out at the cold gray February afternoon.
There's a knock at the door and a Tall Bald Doctor comes striding in clasping a clipboard.
Stricken Patient turns her head and meets Tall Bald Doctor's eyes.
Tall Bald Doctor breaks Stricken Patient's gaze to look down at his chart.
Stricken Patient: What is it doctor? Is it bad? Oh please tell me!
A shadow passes over Tall Bald Doctor's expression as he looks up at his chart at Stricken Patient lying in her hospital bed.
Tall Bald Doctor: I'm sorry, I'm afraid you have....
Stricken Patient (impatient and annoyed now, with her voice rising): Tell me! Tell me!
Tall Bald Doctor: You have an infection of your ravelympics.
Stricken Patient: Noooooooooo!!!!!!!!! I'll never knit again!!!!!! Why God?! Why?!
Yeah, I think that name sounds like a terminal disease that is disgusting and can't be discussed over the dinner table.
Therefore, I'm playing by my own rules and have something to declare.
I have already knit for one day on this:
Picture stolen from Knitcircus!
The Four Season's Cardi from Knitcircus #9.
I hope to have it done by the time the Winter Olympics are over.
I figure it's cool to play by my own rules as I realized today I've got some Winter O street cred.
I was checking out the Alaskan contingent to this Winter Olympics.
I went to high school with one of them (if only for a year--she graduated with Younger Younger Brother), and another one was actually at our wedding.
We invited Olympian's girlfriend, she brought him along as her guest. She was the ex-girlfriend of Dr. Mad Scientist's Best Man and a friend of Dr. Mad Scientist. She's married to Olympian now, but we're pretty sure she brought him to our wedding to rub it in Best Man's face. Ha ha! They did not have the best of breakups from what I hear.
Such a big state, but such a small world!