Thursday, August 03, 2006

Wee, I'm flying high! On sugar, that is. Lemon whoopie pie-type sugar. Why should I bother to eat my 'real food' lunch? On the knitting front, some of us who participated in knitting the sampler sweater, in a class which should have been billed as "Knitting for Masochists", have been putting in our zippers. Mine is half done and I'm not touching it til I have moral support tomorrow. Still have to knit the sleeves, so I'm jumping the gun a bit-

Now it's Tuesday, and I've sworn off sugar. At least til I get home and treat myself to a yummy organic chocolate-dipped ice cream bar, which were two boxes for five bucks at Wild Oats. I'm trying to conserve gas money, you see, and my Dairy Queen habit has gotten out of control, and Wild Oats is close to my house. The DQ is over in South Portland and I feel guilty driving there. Ride my bike, you say? Well, that would sort of ruin the whole seedy pleasure of that totally fake 'ice cream' experience, best enjoyed in a hunched over position (so as not to drop bits of 'chocolate' dip on shorts.) Aside from knitting and yarn and all things related, I love food and cooking, but I'm not as much of a food snob as I used to be. If you came to my house I'd probably make you something pretty good, and pretty healthy, and definitely made from scratch. But when left to my own devices, I slum it.
Back to the yarn shop...I keep hearing about yarn shops that have classes all summer, and I sporadically wonder if it would fly here. My gut feeling thus far has been that people do knit in the summer here, I've seen 'em do it, but they also spend a lot of time in their gardens or at the beach, or knitting on their friends' patios, or whatever. I haven't thought that people would really want to come in here, unless I lured them in with margaritas. And hell, if there are going to be margaritas, maybe I want to be sitting on someone's patio drinking them....and so goes my circular thinking. I know that having your own business means busting your butt to bring in business most of the time, but knowing which avenues are fruitless is important too, no?
Here's hoping I'm not deluding myself. Clink! (I'm toasting myself with my mom's famous iced tea, seeing as I'm at work and have many important things to do...like read other people's blogs.)

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