This Ain't No Red Heart, This Ain't No Foolin' Around

i've been outted.  or rather, i outted myself.  a lot of the bloggers whose blogs i read, have fans amongst their "real life" family and friends.  (not that bloggers aren't "real life")  but i don't.  i've kept my blog pretty much secret from everyone in my non-blog world.  i'm not exactly sure why, just that maybe i need a little place to myself.  know what i mean, jelly bean?  even j, who knows i've got some sort of website going, hasn't actually read my blog.  his only concern is that i don't tell people that he's an asshole.  which i haven't.  because he's not an asshole. 

anyway, a knitting coworker of mine, who knows how to double knit by the way, and she'd better show me soon, emailed me the knitty link the other day, asking me if i'd ever heard of it.  have i ever heard of knitty?!  why yes i have!  since i don't really write about work here either other than complain that i hate working, but i do that at work anyway, i felt safe to fess up.  so i did.  (of course that's after making her double secret promise not to discuss my blog at work .)

hi e!  e wants to start her own blog, by the way.  let's encourage her to do so! 

in other work related news....guess who won the big ass NCAA basketball pool at work? 

ME!!!!

not bad for a chick who knows nothing (nor does she really care to) about basketball.

finally, i've got some yarn to show.

out of the goodness of my heart, i made the ultimate sacrifice of unloading carolyn  of  this heinous lorna's laces lion and lamb.  i'm there for your girlfriend!

i'll be making another clapotis with this ... one that doesn't strangle the life out of me.

and here's a close up of the great stuff i scored from mrs. yarnpants.  four hundred and twenty three grams baby.....

mmm pretty, soft.