Snow Madness!

Dear Kristina!

I hope that you aren't snowbound! I am personally snowbound because my car is tiny and not test rated for more than 2" of snow. I think that's 4 cm. Anyway, the Ogre took the gas guzzling Ogre-mobile, ran down 2 confused zombies and bought rum, peppermint schnapps, 4 lbs of butter, 3 lbs of powdered sugar and came home full of Holiday Cheer. We love a good blizzard.

What did I do while he was out? I went into the swirling vortex of doom...

I really needed a drink...

Instead, I donned my hoser hat, and gathered up my treasure from trash and rearranged all the furniture in the house. It's snow madness I tell you! Snow Madness!!!

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.

sundry distractions...

Hey Holly:

Thai food... mmm... you just had to say that, didn't you? Now I want to forego my blah ham sandwich that I brought and head out to the all you can eat Thai buffet up the street...

I can't say I'm sorry that you ended up going with the time-honoured tradition of the Hoser Hat. And I know what you mean about lame-o pickup attempts. The Friday-after-work venue of the Tenant Advocates of Toronto (high-falutin' name for a bunch of slobbily dressed lawyer bums who like a pint or five) is located too close to the business district and thus usually full of braying businessmen alternately slurping up free oysters and dropping pick up lines, sometimes at the same time. My table usually lays bets on when (not whether) a specific BB will utter a specific line. I usually lose because computerspeak causes me to nod off and fall face down into the pitcher of beer on the table.

Anyway, do go for the Shoot on Sight stitching!! Funnily enough, today I am wearing my safety orange Samus cardigan:


Our receptionists both shielded their eyes when I walked in this morning, and one of them has been putting on his shades every time I go out for a smoke (I hope he doesn't develop carpal tunnel syndrome, given the frequency of my outdoor high end legal consultations with other Tenant Advocates).

Come to think of it, I have some of that Super 3 left. However, I do not need any more Hoser Hats. Maybe I should make this type of hat instead?
Otherwise known as a Fargo Hat...?
YAH.

How do you think it would look with cables?

Hmm... must get on that. If you come across any patterns in your travels, please advise!

Back to the grind. SIGH.

Cheers,

Kristina

The Posh and the Hosers

Hey there Kristina!

My latest Beret was turned into a regular hat by accident! I was knitting while eating some awesome thai food and got distracted by spice. No, not a gaggle of actually Spice Girls, or look alike Posh Spice haircuts, I may have been distracted by this sort of cleavage...

Speaking of the Pob, I am just going to bow down and accept her sassy hair and rid my head of this accursed soccer mom do (doo doo.) It's making me very evil. I'm evil enough on my own. I carry a blooded zombie shovel for sheep's sake, I don't need more evil.

One table over was full of business men all computer speaking trying to talk big and pick up chicks. Yes, pick up chicks with their nerd speak lingo. In my haze of thai spice, and joy of lame pick up attempts, the 1 inch of 2x2 rib for her kicky beret pleasure turned into 4 inches of 2x2 rib for a regular old...



Hoser Hat.


Ah, perhaps it will still be a kicky hoser hat. It's in safety orange, so I think I am going to stitch in "Shoot on Sight" into it.