That’s me, shouting across cyberspace, because I have been so very far away from the blogosphere, the echoes are bouncing off the walls in the dark little cave I’ve been hiding in. Oh, sure, I tweet here and there, but mostly? I putter about and knit, spin, read and write–all are endeavors that cause me to neglect you, dear reader.

Ah–Purly News:

  • A woman would like to sell our NeedleBooks in her Needlepoint shop in New York. She thinks they’d be handy to hold thread! How clever–hadn’t thought of that use…
  • I’m working on a cozy+mug=Mozey. This Mozey is manly and uses sock yarn for a great, versatile fit… that is not why it’s manly. It’s manly because of the earthy colorway.
  • I finished my sock! Now I need to start on its mate… oh boy!
  • Our shop has made some sales! That’s really exciting–have a look-see, I knit a bit, but the hot items are the cool knitting gear, etc. that my mother makes.

I think that is all. I don’t even have pictures!

Oh, I finished that yellow scarf. I hope to have pics up soon. It’s Gorgeous.

Books are great, when I have time to read….


I am such a silly-head.

No, really, I am.
So…Apparently I was struck with…some kind of….I don’t know….12 hour flu? I had a fever of 100 or so, I felt like excrement, and I obviously wasn’t thinking straight. I thought for SURE I was going to have the flu.
No, no flu. Just exhaustion, I think. And in the exhaustion–yeah, I became absolutely, positively pissy about everything.
Now, you must understand, I am typically…eh…not too pessimistic. Yesterday? I was a bitch. Plain and simple: B-I-T-C-H
But now I think I’m better. I’m sorry to all who had to listen to me whine….I can’t…I can’t….really, I can’t.
I can.
And I will.
I’m stubborn and competitive and possess all those other traits that have generally annoyed men for the past…um…thousand+ years.
So: daily goals:
  1. Finish L384 rough draft.
  2. A215  assignment [place a little spiffy check mark here, because I finished it earlier today.]
And there are other things, too. But those are most important at this point. I also must:
  • Read Aidoo’s _Changes…_
  • Get to 15, 500 words with NaNo (yes, yes I must!)
  • Accomplish a bit of knitting.
  • At least think of a topic for the upcoming L383 paper.
I bid thee farewell
These are my lovely old glasses.

Today I went to the optometrist and I am only a bit more blind than before, but I have developed astigmatism…could this be from eye-strain? Eye-strain, that is, from staring at Ravelry and knitting all day?? They did the thing with drops and dilated my eyes and my eyes were so hugely dilated, and so the brightness was killer, of course, resulting in a “I’m a stoner, man,” kind of squint. So
that’s what I looked like freshman year of college…

anyway…I have no cataracts. And I picked out super cute glasses that are like the ones I have now, but these are black and white as opposed to teal and green.

On the knitting front: I’ve begun a baby-shower gift for my cousin’s wife–due in January. It’s the most darling baby-bunting and I’m mostly done. These are the two fron
t sides, to be joined later, and there will be a zipper:

It’s okay–no mistakes I’ve seen yet. I guess it’a a vintage pattern…from the 70’s. But I found it online, and I would link it if I remembered it. But I don’t.

Before I was known as Purls, I had a blog. It was boring. It was meant to keep in touch with folks after I moved from my little farm life in a little farm-town. It failed miserably. But after some time, I thought perhaps I would write again; the few who stumble upon my humble corner of the great cyber-universe can read about a knit, a purl, a book or a verse. Welcome to another knit-blog. 

My apologies for the monotony, the likely possibility of some kind of faux pas. Cannot be held liable for lost or stolen minutes of one’s precious time.