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September 10, 2004
Ohh, it feels so like fall outside! Which is unusual for September in Chicago!
In general, I have a love/hate relationship with fall. I love it for the beauty of it, of course. The colors and whatnot, the crunchy leaves and the kids trotting off to school, the sense of getting back down to business, what's not to love? But for me it is accompanied by a sense of dread always as well, because it means soon my feet and hands will revert to their perpetually frozen state, a sad state of affairs indeed, which literally drives me to distraction and despair! The pata permafrost generally sets in around the end of October, when it is too warm for heat and too cold for no heat, and lasts until about June or July, when the truly warm weather gets started. Chicago winters are not for the meek and the absurdly skinny! Some of the joy of back-to-school, halloween pumkins, and knitting with wool is always tinged with the teensiest bit of trepidation for this ectomorph. Sigh.
Last night we had Lorie's Knit Wit Nite at our house. It was a smallish group, but a good time was had by all. If our group is representative, it appears that three out of four knitters are already immersed in the the Christmas gift scarf knitting frenzy! We also had amazingly tangy key lime pie, made by Lorie, in honor of it being 9/9, also known as Beez's birthday. Marcel also crashed the party, which was officially designated as a dog-free zone for the evening. Like me, he is an anarchist, and dislikes rules, and the state apparatus, including jails for dogs or humans. So he broke out! Far be it for me to rain on the little comrade's parade! After a couple of foiled attempted yarn-biting incidents, he curled up next to me in the chair, sighed, and fell asleep.
Posted by at September 10, 2004 10:13 AM
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most anarchists after waving the Black Flag will curl up next to you and sleep.
Posted by: john at September 11, 2004 01:29 AM