I have decided to jump into the blogspot fray. I guess I am one of those Internet bandwagon people. I have had a livejournal and myspace and now that I'm done with those...well I guess it's time to "grow up" and be a blogger. Not that I'm truly narcissistic enough to believe that anyone would want to read my dribble BUT it is a wacky world we live in and you never now. Better safe than sorry.
This blog will probably be rambling about the sheepy goodness that is wool and the (mis)adventures in knitting that come from the sheepy goodness. There will most likely be a smattering of odd references to things Icelandic (give me skyr or die), German (Heino), or whatever strange thing happened to come out of my cats butt that day. Exciting, eh?!
So I guess that's all for now - but before I go I have one very important announcement:
Dear Phil Stacey, please do NOT try to shake your bon bon!
I know this seems quite random but if you are an American Idol voyeur I hope you concur. That man should not try to dance - especially if it involves hip shaking. It is quite disturbing and I'm pretty sure that my next therapist visit will be comprised of me explaining all of the nightmares this image has given me.