Okay, the title of the blogpost is LEAPING, and to be perfectly honest, I am not leaping in any stretch of the imagination! I did hop a little when I brought my Bernina home, plugged her in and noticed that she purred like a kitten. A big ole' leopard kitten wanting to get to work on the projects at hand in the sewing room. I can't wait.
Life however, has (as always) intervened. My partner's Mom is requiring quite a bit of tlc in her home bound post knee surgery state of affairs. I happily hop (not leap mind you-- hop) to her requests as frankly, when I am an old broad stuck in my house after a surgical proceedure done because my body is just old and wearing the heck right out--- I want someone to come in and look after me. Yesterday's requests came when I was heading home from the studio hoping to have a nice glass of red and a light dinner and head up to the sewing room. It sort of cracks me up that her pleading (in that 4 year old little girl voice that somehow all old broads take on when under duress) was for a box of brown sugar cinnamon Pop Tarts, some blueberry muffins, some cottage cheese, and maybe more of those yummy crackers I brought over last time. You know, the ones that the rest of the world not trying to make it on social security or pension can buy, not the store brand!!! I happily brought her all of those gourmet treats and more, having a nice visit.
The whole Pop Tarts thing always makes me laugh! Do you remember the age of flaming Pop Tart Toasters or Pop Tart Humor? I suppose it is quite telling that I find it amusing!
The amazing thing to me is that apparently those fine creative folks at Pop Tarts have discovered yet another incredibly delicious treat------- FROZEN POP TARTS. Frozen, Pop Tarts, can you even imagine that? My stomach does a barrel roll at the thought of a chocolate Pop Tart from the toaster much less a frozen one.
Because I am a Google freak, the subject of Pop Tarts piqued my curiosity. GET THIS---- http://www.pmichaud.com/toast this guy has an actual article on the Internet about how to create a torch using your toaster and two strawberry Pop Tarts, based on the article about the same by Dave Barry. This is FUNNY stuff and I urge you to take a peek at this, really--- it is hilarious. (Then again, as we all know I am easily amused). The author of this article is a sick man, and I am sicker still to be laughing quite some time after reading the article, thanks Patrick.
If you still have not had enough breakfast pastry inspired laughter for the day, please find your way over to http://www.theimpulsivebuy.com/wordpress/category/food/pop-tarts/. If you are language sensitive or a big Hello Kitty or Colin Farrel fan I would quickly turn you away gentle reader. If you scroll down a few entries however, I can recommend the K Fed Pop Tart Rap.
Long story short........... I love the Internet, other people's blogs absolutely fascinate me, and we as a nation are pretty funny people. I still don't eat Pop Tarts, add an extra "o" and you'll know what I really call them, and I'm waiting to hear your stories about PT's.
Levity aside---- the universe always smiles on kindness I tell you because just as I was leaving the call came to stop at my favorite neighborhood watering hole for a few FatTires and some munchies. By the time I left I was mellow, smiling and full of appetizery goodness.
I'll be working a half day today, which means that in a very short hour I can work my way toward home, I can hear the Bernina call my name in the lonely sewing room!
On the knitting front, that first sleeve of Cable Luxe is still plodding along a row at a time, I have seriously lost all interest in a sweater I will more than likely never wear this season and the charcoal heather gray color just makes me cranky. Socks? Still in the same place they were last week, maybe knit group this Sunday will get me out of the slump.