Time to Throw Things Out

Here's a page that made my day: after visiting this collection of pictures (there are a lot of them, and once you start the tour it's kinda hard to stop -- like a really loooooong train wreck, in slow motion, but really, don't miss this) I now understand that the Storage Room is not nearly as bad as I thought it was. (Thanks to the Very Big Blog for the referral.)

It does make me want to go throw a bunch of things out, however, just in case they're planning to multiply in the night.

But maybe later. I'm definitely getting the "Elephants" vest done by next weekend -- it helps that I'm not going in to work on Monday. Not going in to work, AND not working. Knitting. Not even sewing, because it's too cold in the sewing room. Just knitting. (I've just been told by the child that there's going to be an "Ed, Edd n Eddy" marathon on Monday. Oh, great. Just so long as it's not "Bionicles.")

Maybe I'll bake something -- that'll help warm things up. It's A.A. Milne's birthday -- maybe scones. That'll make Sam happy. He considers scones one of the great treats of the world, and he's absolutely right.

Scones, yes, and perhaps we'll read some of Milne's poetry, such as "Teddy Bear," which begins:

"A bear, however hard he tries,
Grows tubby without exercise.
Our Teddy Bear is short and fat,
Which is not to be wondered at;
He gets what exercise he can
By falling off the ottoman,
But generally seems to lack
The energy to clamber back..."

and is very nice to read when you're eating scones.