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Way too many books. Way, WAY too much yarn.

Name:Anne
Location:Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, United States

Friday, May 30, 2003

Joan of Arc and the Quiche Lorraine

Ah. St. Joan of Arc's day -- she's one of my personal favorites (and what an abundance of St. Joan memorabilia one can purchase on ebay! But let's not discuss that right now...) -- and provides a good excuse for a dinner we always look forward to -- Quiche Lorraine. It takes half a pound of bacon, and tonight I'll use the slab that's in the freezer, left over from last year. We don't eat a lot of bacon around here.

Indeed, I don't often cook with cream, either, but you can't skimp on Quiche Lorraine.

We don't EVER eat barbecue on St. Joan of Arc's day, by the way, cause that would be tacky.

I'm waiting for some yarn, coming in from Patternworks. Do I need it at this moment? I do not. Will I even get to it for some weeks to come? Nope, unless I take it in to be the office knitting (translation: mindless stuff that can be done while waiting for the ancient computer to download Adobe files). And yet, do I need it desperately?

Yes. Oh, yes. It's the yarn for two shawls, both of which they're carrying in the new catalog (the Summer update). I want to see this yarn. I want to touch it. I want to get a clearer idea of what knitting with sequins is going to be like.

(Doesn't it HURT?)


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Now, here's what I forgot:

It's Friday! And since it's not true, as many people (including bunches o' Catholics) think, that the Catholics get to eat fish on Fridays now (only if one performs an Act of Charity, or other penitential rite), I'm a dangerous woman today, 'cause I've got my eye out for the main chance. Even LOOK like you might need an Act of Charity performed on you, and I'm there.

Maybe I'll walk on downtown and distribute largess.