2022. Some really good things happened and some really bad things happened and it all worked out in the end, which is now.
Here are some of my 2022 things.
I bought a hand, so that was cool.
I saw some amazing shows.
I now have a sweet new cat grandson who I think looks like Will Ferrell.
I got a few fresh tattoos, and they make me really happy.
We went to New York, which was pretty amazing.
I’m learning how to weave, and that’s super fun.
I knit this great mitten and then I accidentally killed it, which was dreadful, but really? It’s just a mitten. Sure, I leaked a bunch of damnits and shits, but nobody got hurt.
I also knit this sweater and it fits just right. Does that make up for the mitten? Of course not. Apples and lawn chairs.
Alice said to buy these pants, so I did and they’re pretty great.
I also bought a dress that’s covered in middle finger giving.
I ate this pizza. It had sweet potatoes and cranberries on it, and it was so delicious. Praise Jesus for this Thanksgiving pizza.
Using carving tools and ink, I made a few Christmas cards. If you didn’t get one, don’t be sad. More people are without than with.
Some things aren’t pictured, and here are a few of those things:
1. I had to get a root canal and it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be.
2. I had my meds changed a bunch of times and that was worse than I thought it would be.
3. I had covid and I’m not even going to capitalize it because it was shitty and horrible and I don’t capitalize vlad the impaler, either. ivan the terrible. putin. carol channing. kellogg’s raisin bran.
4. My Instagram account was hacked and Instagram won’t give it back to me, so I lost something like 1,000 photos.
5. I think I saw a dead octopus on the side of the road a few months ago, which probably didn’t really happen but in my mind it was fantastic.
6. I started going to yoga on Sunday evenings and it’s aaaahhhhhh. We always set an intention at the beginning of class, and every week mine is: I am here. (Just kidding. It’s “I’m rockin’ with Dokken.”) ((That was a joke. It really is “I am here.” I’m trying to be more mindful, but we don’t need to talk about that because Blech.))
7. Yesterday I bent over and hit my head on a chair, I still don’t like Reba McEntire, the best book I read this year was Harlem Shuffle, my album of the year is either the latest by Death Cab for Cutie or the latest by The Beths, I saw a dietician a few weeks back and that’s a whole other thing we could maybe talk about sometime, and I chose to end this list with 7 because they stand in the way of love and we will smoke them all with an intellect and a savoir faire. No one in the whole universe will ever compare.
Happy New Year. I’ll try to be back.
Happy New Year, I can’t think of anything witty to say but I’m glad your still here & blogging and wow your tats are cool!!!!
Happy Saturday Night!
1. Please call the new dress ‘Carrie Fisher’. She is the patron saint.
2. The Beths, oh my gob do I love them. 2am breaks my heart every time.
3. Beautiful fiber art. I remain in awe.
In no particular order:
1) How the heck do you kill a mind-mannered and completely inoffensive mitten? (I know you never reply to comments, but still…inquiring minds, we really would like to know.)
2) The sweater is really lovely, and looks great on you!
3) Forget the pants; I need to hear more about those shoes!
4) Your grandkitty is adorable!!
5) I’m sorry, but it was probably not an octopus — at least I hope not. (PSA: We need all octopi to remain alive for as long as possible. Don’t eat them, people!)
6) Can you hear me wailing on your behalf? The loss of your Instagram stuff! HOW COULD THEY not let you retrieve those ???? Aieeeeee!!!!!!
And 7, etc.) If it makes you feel any better to know that you are in good company, last week I hit my head on the handle of the bathroom door while I was gracefully rising up off the toilet. Must be something going around. Even uncapitalized, your covid experience sounds awful. Was it that bad even after vaccines, or should I not ask?
I love you.
Happy New Year.
Try to be back again soon.
Hi, Carroll! When my site crashed a few months back, I lost the ability to respond to comments via e-mail. With that said:
1. When I removed the waste yarn to add a thumb, things started unraveling and when I tried to fix it, I messed it up even more. Tragic!
2. Thank you so much! It’s one of the few things I’ve knit that I’ll actually wear!
3. They’re Simple shoes. If you go to simpleshoes.com and search out S1 – Suede, you’ll find them. It looks like they’re on sale for $27 right now! Simple shoes are SO comfy. You’ll love them.
4. His name is Sasuke (pronounced SAHS-kay), and he’s a bit of a bully, but very much loved.
5. You’re probably right. I’m not sure how an octopus would get to St. Louis. (I don’t think they know how to take the bus.)
6. Man, I’ve messaged them at least 15 times begging them to help me. I have never received a response. I hate it.
7. I’m sure covid would’ve been worse had I not been vaccinated, but it was still pretty rough. It’s been six months, and I still feel like I have spider webs in my throat.
I love you right back.
Happy New Year to you and your family!
Love this wrap-up.
Your cat grandson does look like Will Farrell, your tats are cool, and you know I like your music taste L. Super in awe of your knitting skills and would like to know where you got the pizza.
Happy to be reading your post while I watch the clock creep closer to 2023 and try to maximize / not screw up this arbitrary opportunity to start fresh.
Wishing you a good one…
I have three cat grand children between two children and they are the best.
Happy new year.
That dress! It doesn’t make up for covid, but it’s still amazing.
And an octopus on the side of the road would be burned into my memory for all time too–real or not.
Rando alert!
Myself and the 4.5-year old acquired covid 3 days before our Xmas trip to see family, which included the elderly. So, we stayed home this year to keep from killing the grandparents. The symptoms for both of us were a total nothing-burger, but I’m still dealing with some brain fog that’s making doing think-y stuff trick-y. On a positive note, not traveling on a holiday made this introvert high-five himself and leave everyone else hanging, because screw them, I’m an island!
The first thing I thought when I saw the picture of the violinist was, “Please tell me that she didn’t pay money to 1) go to Branson and 2) see Shoji Tabuchi play The Devil Went Down to Georgia”. I should probably be cancelled for that.
Please provide the source of the dress (no, for my wife). ((Wait…should I be cancelled for that, too? This is why I don’t blog anymore.))
Your tattoos are amazing and likely send the right message to your daughters’ school administrators: “The girl standing on the stack of books knows that words can cut you AND SO CAN I.”