Hmmm. My mother IS wise.
Clang Birds.
"The Clang Bird is a rare creature that flies in ever decreasing circles at ever increasing speeds until with a terrible clang it disappears up its own ass. It is only because of the will of God that the Clang Bird is not yet extinct."— St. Gomer, O.S.T., Founder,
Order of St. Thomas, Novissima Verba, 1717 *
I dealt with a lot of those this week. But I never knew about them until today. As I was relating yet another story about the extreme absurdity of the people and events I've had to deal with this week to my mother her response to me was, "Yep, that sounds like clang birds." I had to look it up. Honestly, it seems to me that clang birds aren't that rare. Personally, I think they might just be breeding like frickin' rabbits.
In non-clang bird news the Dublin Bay socks are finished. But no pictures yet. Though Heather and Theresa came over last night to do a bit of knitting and they saw them. If you want reviews, ask them. It was a good time, but next time I'm not getting so much food, especially if its just the three of us. After they left I sat there noshing on the rest of the 5 Layer Dip that I got from Trader Joes. Not a recommended activity if you are trying to lose some weight. Still. It was worth it.
Theresa finally got to meet the dudes last night, and both of them got to see Sydney now that he's been clipped short. He's avoiding photo opportunities right now, so any pictures will have to wait until I can sneak up on him properly. But he's extra soft and fuzzy. And now with ADDED SNUGLINESS! With his barrel chest and the funny shaved areas around his 'wrists' where they had to put in IVs in the hospital, it looks like he's wearing a tight t-shirt and pants. I keep thinking he needs to have a pack of cigarettes rolled up in his sleeve. Now if I could only figure out if he's a Shark or a Jet....
We may never know.
And no. I don't know why my blog layout has gone all wonky. But I'm working on fixing it.
*I found the quote on this website, where there is nothing about knitting at all, but it was the only place I could find a good definition. Still, gotta give props when props are due. Right?
"The Clang Bird is a rare creature that flies in ever decreasing circles at ever increasing speeds until with a terrible clang it disappears up its own ass. It is only because of the will of God that the Clang Bird is not yet extinct."
I dealt with a lot of those this week. But I never knew about them until today. As I was relating yet another story about the extreme absurdity of the people and events I've had to deal with this week to my mother her response to me was, "Yep, that sounds like clang birds." I had to look it up. Honestly, it seems to me that clang birds aren't that rare. Personally, I think they might just be breeding like frickin' rabbits.
In non-clang bird news the Dublin Bay socks are finished. But no pictures yet. Though Heather and Theresa came over last night to do a bit of knitting and they saw them. If you want reviews, ask them. It was a good time, but next time I'm not getting so much food, especially if its just the three of us. After they left I sat there noshing on the rest of the 5 Layer Dip that I got from Trader Joes. Not a recommended activity if you are trying to lose some weight. Still. It was worth it.
Theresa finally got to meet the dudes last night, and both of them got to see Sydney now that he's been clipped short. He's avoiding photo opportunities right now, so any pictures will have to wait until I can sneak up on him properly. But he's extra soft and fuzzy. And now with ADDED SNUGLINESS! With his barrel chest and the funny shaved areas around his 'wrists' where they had to put in IVs in the hospital, it looks like he's wearing a tight t-shirt and pants. I keep thinking he needs to have a pack of cigarettes rolled up in his sleeve. Now if I could only figure out if he's a Shark or a Jet....
We may never know.
And no. I don't know why my blog layout has gone all wonky. But I'm working on fixing it.
*I found the quote on this website, where there is nothing about knitting at all, but it was the only place I could find a good definition. Still, gotta give props when props are due. Right?
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