Titties n Beer, Nipples n Cheesecake
Tuesday, Nov. 13, 2007 at 12:58 p.m.
On This Day in 1986: Ronald Reagan tells television audiences: "We have not -- I repeat, did not -- trade weapons or anything else for hostages, nor will we ever."
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!
Oh, make it stop!
So I�ve been getting some emails regarding the yarn banner and the little picture of the same yarn with the plea of �Help Me Find This Yarn� even though I never did explain why . . . Remember this sweater?
Well, at the time, I had the yarn, which happens to be Gerifil Spaghetti color 1062, on order from one of my favorite online yarn shops, and then I got an email saying that the yarn was:
Discontinued with no hope of getting it ever again because it was the very last of a previous season�s yarns and they scoured the warehouse looking for even a scrap which could not be found!
AAAAUUUUGGGGHHH!!!!!
So then, I thought, well, Google is my friend.
Can you believe that the best I could do at the time was to find that the one other American distributor can�t get it anymore? For the very same aforementioned reason??
My only other alternative at the time was exactly 6 skeins on ebay from Australia, which of course, I paid through the nose for, which isn�t anywhere near enough, because the skeins have about 6 feet of yarn on them (no they don�t, but it sure seems that way when you�re knitting tiny stitches on toothpicks for hours and hours and hours) . . .
And so I thought I was SOL. FUBAR. FUBAPHORAMEM, even.
And then . . . !
I said to myself, �Self, you have many friends on Diaryland. And they live all over. They can help!!�
So, hence the banner and the button.
However . . . !
I have a bid on 12 skeins of Gerifil Spaghetti color 1062 Yarn on . . . ebay! Which ends in 5 hours. I�m the only bidder so far. Please hold your thumbs for me. PLEASE DON�T BID ON IT BECAUSE YOU�LL JUST OUTBID ME AND DRIVE THE PRICE UP AND I�LL BE EVEN MORE UNHAPPY.
And I am a little unhappy, because my tummy incision is all itchy and all the muscles ache and I wasn�t able to go play with Poola and Rosie and Chaos in Tombstone even though they were just 3-ish hours away, because of my tummy surgery, and I was so pouty all weekend, having to read about all their fun, while I sat in my recliner with a heating pad on my lower tummy while trying to ignore the urge to claw myself open to relive that itch.
However, in good news, I may win my yarn so I can finish that pretty sweater.
Oh yeah, and I�m able to boff the Hubster again.
That makes both the Hubster and the Valkyrie really happy.