- Rabbit :: Hop.
- Judged :: American Idol.
- Produce :: Lettuce.
- Bank :: Money.
- Standard :: Normal.
- Mister :: In-Between.
- Tissue :: Kleenex.
- Summon :: Court.
- Selfishly :: Mine!
- Chatting :: Online.
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Last weekend Younger Son got into cleaning my kitchen. (Be still, my heart!) When he got to the stove, he decided I needed new burner pans and rings; not only did he decide that, he went onto Amazon and bought me some.
I still can't figure out why he thought I needed new ones.
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He is currently at the NAB show in Las Vegas, as I mentioned in an earlier post. He sent some photos from his first day.
Airport? Conference center? Hotel on The Strip? Doesn't matter — palms and sun and 60˚!
Pre-show.
Where to start? (Not YS in photo.)
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In other fabulously fascinating news, I watched The Avengers yesterday. Having seen numerous references to Tom Hiddleston, Loki, and Thor on the 'net, I decided I wanted needed to know what it was all about.
Actually, I lie. I watched the first hour, got interrupted, and decided I didn't need to watch the rest. I know who Loki and Thor are and what Asgard is now.
Edited to add: Looks like I watched that movie just in time. Or I wouldn't have understood this.
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In knitting news, I am up to the armholes on the back of Fairfield and nearly to the armhole shaping on the sleeves.
As usual, red yarn is impossible to capture accurately.
There is a faint possibility that I may knit my way straight through this sweater, which would be a first for me. I always get distracted by smaller projects — scarves, mittens, hats, what-have-you. Let's keep our fingers crossed…
Keep knitting! It’s project-fidelity that gits’r’dun! (Those palm trees looks so . . . wonderful.) (And, yeah. It was time for new burner pans.)
Can’t imagine why he thought you needed new burner pans. Still plenty of places you can’t see through on the old ones…
Every once in a while project monogamy is nice.
New burner pans are a wonderful small luxury.