Showing posts with label hats. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hats. Show all posts

Saturday, December 15, 2007

Shoe Drool

Dear Kristina, you shoe tease you!

With my first grown up pay check from the same evil Pharmaceutical Company that the Ogre still works for, I bought a pair of 'Vogs. I had to travel out of my cornfield and all the way to Detroit to get my shoes.









Soon after the Ogre and I shacked up, we got a dog. Said dog promptly ate my shoes.

I've missed those shoes ever since.

Not whining, just lamenting. There is a difference. Subtle, but still.

I love shoes. But during the "knocked up" years, I mostly wore Birkenstocks. It's just a step above barefoot, but hey, it's cold in Michigan, plus, I was able to show off my hand knits. Yes, I was wearing hats on my feet.

Ah, spoke with a lady in World Market about the true awesomeness of Tim Horton's today. Just thought you should know.

Holly

Thursday, December 6, 2007

Love it All!

I have had an Army Green Jacket for the last, eh, counting on my fingers, twenty years. Ouch. That's me with 3 different green jackets, and one was actually an army jackey.

But I love your sassy pink one! Send thanks to your friend from me! Down even. Lovely.



Here's my latest hoser hat! I think this would match your scarf nicely.

Ah, at that lab yesterday, I helped a friend work out how to do an i-cord while the rest of the lab folks did an interview. We used what was basically two coffee swizzle sticks and the crotch tie from a pair of football pants from someone's left over Halloween costume.

This was all done by the urine pass through door. You know, you leave your pee sample in the metal door and a mysterious stranger takes your piss and revolves the little door back? Yeah.

Thursday, November 29, 2007

Cross that Border Hat

Dear Kristina,


How is Canada today? It's so windy in Michigan, and even though my math is bad, I pretty good with the directions and I've got a feeling that if you see a hat that looks like this...
the wind took it from me and I believe it's now somewhere near Buffalo and may make it up to your way by around 2 this afternoon.

I could always knit another, but really, why look back when there are so many more silly hats to fill the world with?

Speaking of filling, does Tim Hortons no longer make the custard filled Tim Bits, or are some evil donut girls hoarding all the good ones in their little aprons? Or am I required to ask special for the good ones?

Also, my love of Timmy's started when I was 15. I went on a cross border trek with an older boy not realizing that Canada is a great country full of donuts and beer. Oh, do they still make Durango, a weird Berry flavored malt beverage concoction?

Anyway, I was gleefully allowed into the country. But because of my very Michigan/Canadian border accent, it took several hours for me to regain enterance back into the states. Why? 15 year olds with older boyfriends who don't expect to leave the country don't carry their birth certificates with them when planning on going to a movie.