Some Days, the Universe is Against You.

And other days, the planets align, the clouds part and Heaven smiles down upon you. Today was that day.

Look what came in the mail just moments ago!!



Not only the stupid car title that I've been waiting for, but also the Discontinued Noro Kuryeon 139 from Knitting-Cat. And get this - IT'S EVEN THE RIGHT DYE LOT!!!!!! I wept with joy.

So now all I have to do is get the title to the claims guy tomorrow, put the check in the bank, and get a cashier's check for $2502.00 made out to the Reverend Aldi. Yes, I think it would be funny to pay for his cashier's check with a cashier's check. I should tell him that our bank charges three dollars for a cashier's check and ask him for change.

Excuse me while I exhale. (insert sigh of relief)

Ok, moving on, a few folks asked questions in the comments sections recently, and I'd like to address them, if I may.

Criosa inquired about the presence of Captain Underpants among my purse's contents. Captain Underpants is on my key chain. It was the closest thing I could find to a super hero in Power Panties.

Jo asked me to explain Grant's Farm. I can pretty much recite the whole tour. The land was originally owned by the Dent family and when Ulysses S. Grant married Julia Dent in 1848, her parents gave them 80 acres of land as a wedding present. The land is now owned by the Busch family (as in Anheuser-Busch), and is home to rare animals from six of the seven continents which you can see when you ride the tram through the deer park.

Then at the end of the ride, you are dropped off at an area where you can feed goats, watch animal shows, and see the World-Famous Budweiser Clydesdales. But the best part is that you can get two free samples of the Budweiser product of your choice. There's no charge to get in, but you have to pay $8 to park. If you're a genius like me, you get a parking pass for $30 at 9am on Opening Day and it more than pays for itself by the time it closes for the winter.

You can also get free beer samples at the Brewery, but the glasses are smaller and you have to walk through an hour-long tour to get it. The tour is interesting, but I'd rather just skip to the end.

And finally, Brother Ed asked me to explain Cooter Rootin'. Well, Ed, it means a trip to the gynocologist. Do you use the word Cooter over there? It's another word for snatch. If not, I'm sure all of us would love for you to enlighten us with the UK terminology for female genitalia. And hell, just for kicks, give us some dick words too so we can impress our friends.

Here's a pic I snapped for you all yesterday.



Why, yes, I do take my knitting EVERYWHERE.