Showing posts with label snow is evil. Show all posts
Showing posts with label snow is evil. Show all posts

Sunday, February 10, 2008

It's cold and dirty around here

Dear Kristina,

I'm plotting a move to say, Iceland, or somewhere officially "COLD." I am just not keen on this wimpy snow here, snow there, some sun, then a bit of a blizzard. I think I'm ready for the long haul insanity of actual deep rooted in 9 months of darkness, monsters of the deep, frozen ALL the time, Iceland. I hear they have nice knits too.

Completely Snowed In,
Holly

Sunday, December 16, 2007

you madwoman you!

Dear Holly: that is madness indeed! Wish you weren't snowed in, otherwise you could come up here and rearrange my furniture. I would provide cocktails and hoser hats, of course.

I am as well snowed in... mainly because I'm not willing to trudge through 6 inches of snow. JJ has the car. This is all good, though, because I finished my Tilted Duster!!




Of course, I had said to myself this morning: "No knitting until you finish that last bit of office work and do all the laundry". Well, guess what? The knitting is finished and posted, and the laundry just got taken downstairs. As for the office work - I think I'll be burning the midnight oil. Sigh.

Just hoping this will clear up by tomorrow as we are meant to fly out at 9:00 a.m.! Gasp! Wish me luck! They are not as yet predicting that flights will be cancelled... will be posting one last blog post tomorrow AM before I go with fancy umbrellas and stuff so do drop on by... I'm not sure if I'll get the chance to post very much while gone - so if we don't talk, have a fabulous Christmas, hope that Santa is very generous and see you next year!

Cheers,

Kristina

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!!!

Monday, December 3, 2007

Well, Michigan is Practically in Canada...

No joke friends to the North!!! Threadbear Fiber Arts is selling your Mission Falls 1824 Cotton for $2 a skein! The wool for $3. I stocked up! They ship, call them.



Look, I wear my hair so my hoser hat can't escape! It gets caught in the elf/Florence Henderson curls. Very rockin'!

She's saying Cheers!

Or Hell Hath No Fury like a woman kept from her LYS due to a stupid ass snow storm!


Good luck on your charting nightmare. I was supposed to make a chart for that orange hat. You know, to say "shoot on sight." Well, let's just say, it's a plain boring orange hat. I never even pulled the graph paper out. That may be because the graph paper was in the recycled robot ass bag, and it smelled too toxic to go near. But when I see the hat, I will want to shoot the wearer on sight.

I admire your house cleaning skills and think that more people should take up your methods.

Friday, November 23, 2007

Canajan cold fronts?

Hey Holly: I take it you haven't recovered yet from the wine, mayo and smoked turkey combo last evening. For my part I've got the mid-afternoon munchies and seem to have consumed my entire stash - aside from a packet of sesame snaps, which seem too healthy right now. SIGH.

I had a good laugh when I visited Amy's blog today.
And this all the way down in Oklahoma. Correct me if I'm wrong, but isn't that just north of Texas??? We Canadians get blamed for everything! And all because of some squeaky voiced cartoon dweebs:


So, yes, yes, Blame Canada! I don't care because I ... AM ... CANADIAN!!!


This is a screenshot from an old ad campaign for this brand of beer: The guy, who was nicknamed Joe Canadian, used to go on and rant about the differences between Canadians and Americans. Some of us found it quite amusing - but there are two things about it which highlight the schizoid "don't know who we really are - British or American?" nature of the Canadian public:

(a) it took a beer ad to get people thinking patriotically about themselves in this country; and
(b) the motivating beer ad stopped airing in 2005. Why? Because Molson has now merged with Coors (an American company).

Bastards. Good thing I drink Keith's IPA.

Molson is swill. Here is the father of Keith's, Alexander, himself.



He looks a lot cooler than Joe Canadian above, too. And very obviously a true Canadian.

But wait! What's this I see in the blurb about him?

A young Scottish immigrant, Alexander Keith established his Halifax brewery at the age of 25 years.


He's from SCOTLAND?!?!? JJ will never let me live it down. Sigh.

Thursday, November 15, 2007

selfish scarf or charity hat

You know, it feels weird being the "southerner" when living in Michigan. It's snowing here. I'm rocking my Zombie Stompers, and contemplating making another charity hat or quickly making my darnself a new scarf.

What thinks ye? I'm leaning towards selfish. I threw out my shoulder fighting off a band of cackling werewolves last full moon and I'm not feeling all that charitable.