Ride the Pony

Really, what's better than a girl's weekend dipped in gorgeous weather while surrounded by all things equine? Ain't nothin better, that's what!

Last weekend was Rolex with my horse peeps.  We shopped, ate, and trekked over cross country all weekend long.

Friday is trade fair day where you can rub elbows with celebrities,

Pet every great dane you see,

And ogle all the items for sale and display.

Trade Show Tradition dictates a requisite visit to the Dubarry tent where champagne and British accents come out at 10am.

Warning: said beverage and atmosphere can lead to dropping major payola on boots.

(specifically, these boots)

Saturday is cross country day where we saw every jump while listening to Nigel call out the rides...

Yay, Rolex!

Happy Birthday, Ollie!

Ollie is 9 today, and for her birthday I've promised to knit less and scratch more.

Originally known as "Puppy Number 5", she has always been #1 to me.  Here are some photos of my beautiful bff:

She was born the smallest of 13, but it was soon clear the word "small" would be obsolete when describing her...

As a puppy, she spent as much time climbing and terrorizing as she did sleeping:

Monkey?

This would be the terrorizing...

Terrorizing Part 2:   The later Years

Of course we all have our kryptonite, and in Olive's case it is Mr. Rumbles...

"Did you hear that?"

But life outside the tub is good, and there is nothing better in this world than hanging out with my girl!

Love you, Ollie xxoxoo

The Gazebo is UP

This last week I've been soaking in every minute of beautiful weather the gods have offered....


I've dusted off my green thumb,

weeded my gardens with some neighbors (thank you!), put up the gazebo, and rescued a butterfly from my kitchen window.

No butterflies were harmed in filming this blog

I have also killed 3 wasps (circle of life, people!).
You would think word would get out about 'The One Who Kills Wasps', but they just keep coming.


Bring it!  I've got chemicals.

Me, being smug about the chemicals

How is it...

...that (on a Fri night) I am willing to publish the fact that I love my knitting library?

Or that I find satisfaction in my sorted (not sordid) virtual library on Rav?
(not that there's anything wrong with that..)



Still - nothing replaces the charm of a pattern like this one in my mom's own hand written some 50 years ago...

Notice how many times the word "knit" appears

Always listen to your mother!

Man vrs. Nature

In many households this activity is known as "Gardening".

Man: 1  /  Nature: 0

At my house it is called "Tax Preparation Avoidance" and happens every March.  It so closely resembles spring gardening that any confusion is understandable.   

About Yarn Already!

3 posts from a blogger named "The Yarn Poet" and nadda about yarn....what up?!

As you know "spinning (a) yarn" is not always about fiber, but enough telling tales of canines, fauna, family, and flasks.  Today is about "When Hairy met Sally".

Kid Silk Haze, this is Sally.

Sally, this is Kid Silk Haze.

"Come here often?" 

In fact, I do.

I can't get enough.  I've been headoverheels, can'tfightthisfeelinganymore in love with this yarn since the day we touched.

"Whisp of a sweater"
My (a'hem) first....

Which led to:  

"Kitten"

and so on...
But what really put me over the moon was this:

"Boho Chic"

THIS is where Kid Silk Haze meets Crochet (don't tell knitting), and wow! did sparks fly.

Get a room.

Keeping Up With the Jones'

Let me explain...

I'm at the annual Trivia night with my horse gang ("Do you ride Equestrian?") when I find out I may be the only one who doesn't own a flask.

Now, I've known my horse peeps for over 20 years...how is it that we have just made this important discovery??  (Apparently we've never talked about fox hunting).  The very next day I saw this in my local pharmacy and had to get it for our upcoming girls' trip to Rolex in April.  

Don't worry...it is very small so I shant get too out of hand.