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Afternoon Delight

Afternoon Delight

Dear Ann, OK, the title of this post sent me into Salacious Seventies Snickers from my high school days, when this song was on the radio. There was a period when Afternoon Delight (the top selling single of 1976–you see the problem with my generation, right there) was in constant rotation on Omaha’s WOW with a half dozen songs including Sister Golden Hair Surprise, and other silky silliness that I flat-out adored. The happiness of...

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Clean Slated

Clean Slated

Dear Ann, In the immortal words of the Indigo Girls, the hardest to learn is the least complicated. I speak to you from the lowly, lonely place that a person is in when she has just ripped back 8 hours of garter stitch because she had 1 stitch more on the right side of the center stitch of her triangular shawl than she had on the left side of the center stitch of her triangular shawl, and she couldn’t see where the stitch was missing. ...

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What I Am Talking About

What I Am Talking About

Dear Ann, It seems that perhaps I was a bit unclear in my fevered description of how I was planning to make the Gap-inspired Runcible Sleeve Scarf, which I’m also calling the Foxy Bob Cratchit Scarf. (I don’t think a project can have too many whimsical names, do you?) Several people left comments saying, basically, “WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?” I’m happy to explain myself. But first I have to clear up one other...

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The Margaret Sweater: A Common Reader

The Margaret Sweater:  A Common Reader

Dear Ann, I want to talk about the Margaret Sweater, but first I have to raise my hand in the back of the Monteagle Bag class and say “Ooh ooh ooh Miss Shayne! I know a seamless way to do the bottom, too!” My way is not as elegant as Judy’s Magic Cast-On. Frankly, it involves garter stitch, so it might not make the most refined sock toe. But it’s really intuitive and requires no new learning. Here we go, Monteagle Bag...

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Pinched. Plus a New Little Movie

Pinched. Plus a New Little Movie

Dear Kay, Dude, I’m getting shaky. You may have heard that WE KIND OF RAN OUT OF GAS HERE IN NASHVILLE. It’s come to the point that the Tennessean has started posting maps showing which gas stations have gas. At one point they had a Gas Cam running a live feed of the Exxon station at 12th and Broadway. Apparently this is some fluke of the space/time continuum. Memphis has gas; Knoxville has gas. Nashville falls between pipelines,...

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Knitting Tip: Clip ‘N Save

Knitting Tip:  Clip ‘N Save

Dear Ann, So glad to hear the news of a new baby girl in Shaynetown. Just the other day I was thinking, “How awesome are those Shaynes, and why aren’t there more of them?” Very glad that’s been taken care of. You know how I’m such a technical whiz at knitting, right? I am always looking for the Better Mousetrap, the trix n’ tipz, the StepSaversTM. The other day I unvented an awesome new technique. I cannot...

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Will She Take This Picture, Too?

Will She Take This Picture, Too?

Dear everybody, I just want to let you know that I spoke to Kay on the phone today, and she assured me that she is still in fact fifty. She is also in the midst of a Colonial Heritage Tour that vastly outstrips the one I took last week in terms of visiting Buildings That Housed Presidents, Soybean Fields That Ken Burns Has Crossed, and Insterstate Miles Traveled With Entire Family In One Vehicle. I’m looking forward to comparing notes...

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The Bane of my Knitzistence

The Bane of my Knitzistence

Dear Ann, You can’t teach an old dog new tricks, and in my case, the old dog? She is not so into the old tricks either. Case in point: gauge. I’ve been knitting for a long time now. I see all these warnings everywhere: “Take time to save time!” “Knit a swatch!” “Measure your gauge” I don’t doubt that they are right. But as the buzz of Cast-On Hormones washes over me, I tell myself...

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This, That, and the Other

This, That, and the Other

Dear Kay, Well, nobody can say I haven’t heard a hundred tubas playing at the same time. Tuba Christmas! Audience reaction was mixed. I loved it–imagine an ocean liner–or ten ocean liners–playing “The First Noel,” and you’ll have the idea. After having our bones shaken by this group (which included at least one tuba from Bismarck, North Dakota), we headed to the Country Music Hall of Fame down the...

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My So-Called Mini-Tutorial

My So-Called Mini-Tutorial

DANGER! WARNING: IF YOU ARE A NKR (NON-KNITTING READER) OF THIS BLOG (I.E. ANN’S BROTHER-IN-LAW), STOP NOW. SAVE YOURSELF BEFORE IT IS TOO LATE. I’M BEGGING YOU. THIS POST CONCERNS A TECHNICAL ASPECT OF KNITTING THAT WILL BE TEDIOUS EVEN TO MOST KNITTERS. WHAT FOLLOWS WILL BE OF INTEREST ONLY TO A VERY SMALL SUBSET OF READERS WHO ACTUALLY KNIT. READING FURTHER THAN THIS WARNING MAY RESULT IN NAUSEA, BOREDOM, AND ANXIETY THAT...

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