Rules of Sarahland - Part I

One of the problems with New England winters is the lack of sunlight. These days I get up when it is still pretty gray and get home when it is dark- very dark , which happens around 3:30. Well, maybe not but it feels like it. I have found that my picture taking has suffered because of the darkness since my apartment is apparently very poorly lit. Soooo, I have no pictures to offer up to the blog gods and therefore tend to put off posting altogether. So this will be an all word post, those of you who need pictures please feel free to doodle along and submit your drawings.

Last night at SnB (that's Stitch n Bitch for you, Meg)the rules of Sarahland came up and someone actually wanted to know what they are. Beware of what you ask for! I can't really remember them all right now and new things are always likely to rile me up, which is why this is Part I. Here we go with more proof why the men in white coats are going to take me away.

BTW, Rule #1 is always Rule #1 but the rest are in no particular order.



By Decree of your Benevolent Dictator, I declare these the rules of Sarahland


1. No Public Spitting - Ew! Must I really explain this?

No hotcupping - see rant for punishment


No ear piecing for children under the age of 2. - I just don't like it.

No fruit in/on bagels. I was tempted to only allow the following bagels be served at all in Sarahland: plain, onion, garlic, salt, poppy seed and everything, but I figured I'd be a kind ruler and realize that maybe not everyone was raised by nutty New York Jews. But after a co-worker was trying to explain the virtue of an Au Bon Pain blueberry bagel with strawberry cream cheese I was forced to make the no-fruit rule. I mean he's from Kansas for pete's sakes! What does he know about bagels! Punishment to come - probably will involve sisal rye seeds and gefilte fish.

No male over the age of 16 will wear their baseball cap backwards unless they are a baseball catcher. Special dispensations may be granted for moving days, room/house painting. Related sub-rule: no one over the age of 5 can wear a baseball cap sideways. Really, you just look like an idiot.

Just a Quick Catch Up

Just a quick update on a couple of completed projects.

I finally gave my sister her overdue birthday present, Argosy. I am 90% sure she liked it and well, at least it's not black. I think it's really pretty but since she keeps getting things that are well-meaning but wrong she has had a lot of practice pretending to like things much more than she really does.



And I also finished up my Knucks this weekend. Geez, could I just knit everything from Knitty?

I am still torn on how I feel about them. I knit them with Berroco's Uxbridge Tweed which is a thicker yarn than the pattern called for. Which makes them nice and warm but a bit bulky. I am glad my first foray into gloves worked out okay, I mean there isn't a thumb coming out of the palm or 7 fingers on one hand so I like them in that respect. It's just that I'm just not really excited about them. I suppose it's likely to happen after a few projects you just have one that is functional just not flashy. Oh my, I think my gloves are Jan Brady. Well, now I just feel bad for them being a fellow middle child and all.