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On Your Nerves Again/Just Can’t Wait To Get On Your Nerves Again

On Your Nerves Again/Just Can’t Wait To Get On Your Nerves Again

Dear Kay, Let’s just say that, after a week on the road with this pair, I’ve got like 700 abs now instead of one. O! The Chik-fil-A! The waffle fries! The chips and peanuts and choco bites and whatEVER! At this point, I’m counting batter-dipped onion rings as a vegetable. Those boys eat like food is going out of style. I did my best to keep up, needless to say, but these people are professionals. I had every intention of...

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The Audacity of Handspun

The Audacity of Handspun

Dear Kay, I AM BACK. Really! Reentry has been pure H-E-double hockey sticks since we got back from San Francisco. Mostly it’s grief I’ve been struggling with, the end-of-camp feeling that hit the minute I looked out the plane window Thursday morning, seeing the boiling clouds over that beautiful city (OK, so it was a last-plane-out-of-Saigon feeling–we made it out just before the Apocalypse storms hit) and thinking, OhRIGHT....

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Class Trip Preparation, Phase 1, Now Underway

Class Trip Preparation, Phase 1, Now Underway

Dear Kay, The news from Blacksburg, Virginia, has been on my mind ever since I heard about it yesterday. The students, their families, their friends, the staff. Terrible, just terrible. My heart goes out to them all. It’s not the sort of thing you want to dwell on when packing up your fella for a class trip. Last night, David and I sat down with a packing list and a Sharpie, ready to label everything for his first class trip away from...

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On the Road. Literally.

On the Road. Literally.

Dear Kay, I have a correction to make to our book. On page 90, under “Places We Have Tried to Knit and Failed,” I wrote: “Even the stretch of I-24 between Murfreesboro and Winchester is not straight enough to allow for driving with the knees.” I am here to tell you that as of Sunday afternoon, that stretch of I-24 can now officially be put in the category of “Places We Have Tried to Knit and Succeeded.” As you...

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Getting Home

Getting Home

Dear Kay, O! Many moons have passed since I last picked up my quill and ink. Right this minute I’m eating a hazelnut biscotti which the ultrakind yarn shop owner Jamie gave us when we visited North Fork Stitches. I’m touched that she thought we weren’t getting enough snackage these days. I’ve already made short work of those North Fork chocolate turtle things and the North Fork potato chips. I trust that you are saving...

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Dateline: Arizona

Dateline: Arizona

Dear Kay, What a group of brainiac architecture freaks! You got it–we were indeed at Taliesin West when Mr. A–Mount Clifton–erupted. The tour guide told us the temperature was 113 degrees, or 45 Celsius. Caliente! I’ve never been in that kind of heat before. It was so hot that the M & Ms in David’s suitcase melted. That ain’t right. M & Ms are supposed to survive anything. It was so hot that the...

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Vacation–All I Ever Wanted

Vacation–All I Ever Wanted

Dear Kay, I’m baaaaack. By the skin of my teeth, we made it home from our fambly trip to Arizona. More tomorrow, but until then, here’s a little quiz for you: What famous Scottsdale, Arizona, landmark are we visiting over there on the left? How hot is it in this photograph? And which Shayne just threw up in Frank Lloyd Wright’s trash...

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Going Native

Going Native

Dear Kay, While you have been wandering around your apartment in your EPA dust abatement suit, I’ve been trying to catch up on my sleep. Last weekend we spent the night in a cement teepee, and I’m still having that Iron Eyes Cody feeling. Here ya go: you’re looking at a member of the National Register of Historic Places, Wigwam Village #2 in Cave City, Kentucky. Not to be confused with Wigwam Village #6 in Holbrook, Arizona,...

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The Great Unwinding Party of 2005

The Great Unwinding Party of 2005

Dear Kay, You know I hate to leave you hanging when it comes to the burning issue of Reporting On Events Involving Knitters. But I had to get home from Chicago, find the dang USB cable to hook up the Anncam, and do the trickiest Photoshopping of my life in order to bring you the full report on what was for me a really mind-blowing evening. I still can’t quite get my head around the fact that a bunch of women who don’t know each other...

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Dateline: Chicago

Dear Kay, Well, the last semi trailer has arrived in the West Loop, ready for the load-in tomorrow morning for the Windy City Winding Party. We borrowed the set from the Country Music Awards, and it’s going to be one awesome evening. Mary Neal is working on her Fiona Apple songbook; I’m going hardcore country, myself. Kitty Wells and June Carter Cash all the way. I hope everybody’s going to like the show. We’re expecting...

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