All righty people. As promised, a contest for my 100th post. I pondered and thought and waited to find goodies to give some lucky person. I didn’t want to give away yarn, because I don’t want someone to go “oh, I don’t use wool/sock yarn/whatever” So I present these offerings instead. A copy of the most important knitting book in my life “Drunk, Divorced, and Covered in Cat Hair” by Crazy Aunt Purl, the book “Zen and the Art of Knitting” by, a BSJ in 1 year old size, a matching lace edge hat in ladies medium, and whatever little goodies I toss in there to surprise you with.
In order to enter, you just have to leave me a comment on the bottom and either link it back to your website or put your e-mail in when it asks for it (that part is for non-wordpress users). I’ll use the random number generator to pick a number….or strew numbers all over the floor and pick the one darby tries to steal and hide under the bed.
So, why did it take me so long to make this post, dear contest interested knitting friends…. Well, I tend to not pay attention when I walk…and I wear glasses…at the same time. So I was walking down the stairs (dangerous) and texting at the same time (brilliant), missed the bottom stair entirely, landed on my right ankle…all one hundred and (double cough) pounds of me. So, I hobbled upstairs, iced it, and waited till morning when I discovered that walking was a very bad idea. Of course, I don’t want to have to request a sub in the first 2 weeks of school, and I’ve been popular at the er as is (making them get rid of my ulcers y’all. Feeling way better) and so I hobbled to school, tormented students with art education while trying to sit as much as possible, went to my lame art meeting and hobbled home. Now the side of my ankle had swelled up to about the size and shape of half a tennis ball, but purpley-green, and i was more that a little concerned. So I went in to the doc today, tho declared it a sprain. btw, I may have thick ankles (sigh) but I have some nice looking bones.
Today, i was trying to get the heck out and to the doc on time and I hear a kid crying like crazy outside my classroom. I go out there and its one of our teachers kids, he hit his face on the table or chair in her room and was bleeding everywhere! I ran in, tore my classroom apart looking for paper towels which, naturally, couldn’t be found. He was still balling outside, i grab some cottonballs (why i have those and not paper towels, who knows) and give them to him, being verrry careful not to get blood on me, walk him (very slowly) up to the office, through throngs of kids who shriek at the sight of him, and get him up to the office and find his mom. The poor sweetie. Any who, apparently he’s prone to nosebleeds and was clotting already and I ran like mad to find…a locked gate…ran back, borrowed a student to open and close the gate, and booked it to my appointment. Wow, a bonkers day.
………….and now for some adorable Darby pics…because we all need to see cute pics of the Darby dog.
All righty, comment away! Whoohoo! The contest ends next Wednesday (August 13th, so a week from today).