Knitting
Why, yes, I still knit. I even have the pictures
to prove it. I have been doing some stealth knitting for myself. I am making myself a cardigan out of Ironstone Sherpa yarn in a nice rich plum color. I am almost finished with the back. It is amazing how fast things knit up when you are working on a large needle. I only have a few more inches to go on the back. I think I will do the sleeves next just so I don't get stuck on sleeve island.
I was tempted by the variegated color of this yarn that was in my LYS when I first saw it. But I decided that in the long run, I would get more use out of the plum
color. Although there is a nice bright pink that I also liked. But I really don't need two sweaters that are exactly the same.
And yes, this is the yarn I bought last Saturday after the fire that I fought right around the corner from the shop. I really need to start looking for buttons for this sweater now. I have two local yarn shops and neither one has a good button selection.
In the What in the World Category
I saw an article in this morning's Washington Post about a teenager who was arrested for setting up a moonshine distillery. The age of the teenager was not disclosed by law enforcement officials so that sort of says that the teenager is younger then 16. According to the article, the kid learned everything he needed to brew the moonshine off the inter-net. Isn't it amazing what we can learn off the inter-net? But I am not sure which punishment the teenager should be more afraid of - the court's or his parents;? After all his parents had no clue what he was up too at night.
Small Town Life
I walked up to the post office this morning like I normally do except that today it was in the rain. We are actually having rain fall from the sky in something other then showers for the first time in almost two months. Bron, I am sorry, I did not want your package to get wet, so I will mail it out on Monday.
But when I got to the post office, I ran into my old high school science teacher. Now you have to realize that I only went to the high school I graduated from for my senior year. But she also taught my brother and my SIL as well. I was talking to some friends who work at the post office when she came in and joined the conversation. And she just couldn't quite place me. So she finally asked me. When I told her that she had taught me but that she had taught both my brother and my SIL that is when she remembered my name. Her oldest son was in my graduating class and we used to hang out together back then. (All of the honor students had to hang out together for our own sanity! There were so few of us and we all were in the same classes. Yes, I was a nerd! And yes, my high school was that small!)
National Fallen Firefighters Weekend
As I mentioned earlier this week, this weekend is the National Fallen Firefighters Weekend at the National Fire Academy in Emmitsburg, Maryland. My fire company always takes out quint up to the ceremonies to assist in hanging the American flag. The chief tries to rotate the crews up go up each year.
This year, he has decided to pull the crews from the list of fire fighters who are actually responding to calls. Plus, if you were around the station when he announced the detail, you ended up on the list. I am not the type who tells the chief that I want to go on the detail. I will let him know that I interested in the detail and am available.
And yes, my method of volunteering for details pays off. I have to be around town Saturday to run any calls we get but I will be at the memorial service on Sunday morning.
The memorial service is a very special event. The men and women who die in the fire service are our brothers and sisters no matter whether they are career or volunteer fire fighters. This year alone, according to the database, 81 fire fighters have lost their lives in the line of duty. The memorial service honors the memories of all who have given their lives so that others may live.
I will take my camera with me but I can not guarantee any pictures.
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