Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere. We are caught in an inescapable network of mutuality, tied in a single garment of destiny. Whatever affects one directly, affects all indirectly. Martin Luther King, Jr.
I have yet to read the full decision issued by California's Supreme Court - so I can't speak to the arguments presented by the majority.
I do applaud the one dissenting justice who, according to the story at CNN, rightly stated that it is a defeat for "any minority group that seeks the protection of the equal protection clause of the California Constitution."
For those of you who are interested in contributing to the efforts of the Human Rights Campaign on this issue, please visit their website.
For those of you living in California who are interested in signing a petition to get the issue of equality onto the ballot in 2010, visit here.
You can only protect your liberties in this world by protecting the other man's freedom. You can only be free if I am free. Clarence Darrow.
For those of you living incommunicado since this came out last fall and haven't seen Prop 8 - the Musical - enjoy.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Holy Ducking Mit
Readers who have not met me in person may be astonished at the following confession.
When experiencing high levels of anger or surprise, I have the unfortunate tendency to swear like a sailor. I can't blame my parents for my unfortunate lapses in the proper usage of the English language. The worst expletive I've ever heard my father utter is "Good Night" (or it could be "Good Knight" - one just never thinks to get a clarification at the time). My mother's language is much racier in comparison. Under extreme duress, she has been known to utter "hell" or "damn" under her breath. I believe I personally have heard her mutter each of those just once which, in my opinion, is astonishingly restrained considering the antics her 5 children engaged in.
A guild member approached me at our meeting a couple of weeks ago and handed me a package. I didn't have a chance to open it until I got home. It was a package from an angel swapper.
Isn't this a sweet sheep. (And, surprisingly, the cats have let it alone.)
Cascading Leaves Shawl.
A sheep notebook.
I really didn't say holy ducking mit - but I think you get the general idea of what was actually exclaimed when I got a closer look at the yarn.
Beautiful, isn't it?
Then I saw the label.
Holy ducking mit, indeed! The holy grail of yarn, if some knitters are to be believed. And Kniteurope gave it to me as part of swap! I fear I could never measure up to such generosity and part with such a yarn!
I was also in Swap On A Budget. I was a bad swapper this time around - the deadline for receipt of the package was Friday and, due to work overload and getting sick last week, I didn't mail out my package until Thursday.
As an incentive, I did not allow myself to open the package I had gotten until my spoilee's was mailed out.
My cup runneth over. Take a look.
My swapper, kannwilson sent a whole box full of goodies! She sent a magnetic shopping list, 2 knitted cat toys, chocolate covered sunflower seeds, butterfinger and snickers bars, a package of wheat treats, a baby hat for donating to charity, the pattern for Muir, and 3 skeins of KnitPicks Gloss Lace in Chipotle (I love this color!).
A close-up shot of the yarn - but the more true color is in the photo above.
I have been well and truly spoiled!
And this proves that good things can come in small packages that don't contain any yarn at all.
When experiencing high levels of anger or surprise, I have the unfortunate tendency to swear like a sailor. I can't blame my parents for my unfortunate lapses in the proper usage of the English language. The worst expletive I've ever heard my father utter is "Good Night" (or it could be "Good Knight" - one just never thinks to get a clarification at the time). My mother's language is much racier in comparison. Under extreme duress, she has been known to utter "hell" or "damn" under her breath. I believe I personally have heard her mutter each of those just once which, in my opinion, is astonishingly restrained considering the antics her 5 children engaged in.
A guild member approached me at our meeting a couple of weeks ago and handed me a package. I didn't have a chance to open it until I got home. It was a package from an angel swapper.
Isn't this a sweet sheep. (And, surprisingly, the cats have let it alone.)
Cascading Leaves Shawl.
A sheep notebook.
I really didn't say holy ducking mit - but I think you get the general idea of what was actually exclaimed when I got a closer look at the yarn.
Beautiful, isn't it?
Then I saw the label.
Holy ducking mit, indeed! The holy grail of yarn, if some knitters are to be believed. And Kniteurope gave it to me as part of swap! I fear I could never measure up to such generosity and part with such a yarn!
I was also in Swap On A Budget. I was a bad swapper this time around - the deadline for receipt of the package was Friday and, due to work overload and getting sick last week, I didn't mail out my package until Thursday.
As an incentive, I did not allow myself to open the package I had gotten until my spoilee's was mailed out.
My cup runneth over. Take a look.
My swapper, kannwilson sent a whole box full of goodies! She sent a magnetic shopping list, 2 knitted cat toys, chocolate covered sunflower seeds, butterfinger and snickers bars, a package of wheat treats, a baby hat for donating to charity, the pattern for Muir, and 3 skeins of KnitPicks Gloss Lace in Chipotle (I love this color!).
A close-up shot of the yarn - but the more true color is in the photo above.
I have been well and truly spoiled!
And this proves that good things can come in small packages that don't contain any yarn at all.
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Hodge Podge
Knitting
Knitting on WIPs continues. I haven't had much knitting time this week and what time there was was spent on Violets By The River. For those of you who know the pattern, I'm working on the river portion. I'm hoping to not have to rip back (again) because I might not have enough yarn.
I located some misplaced patterns for other WIPs, so maybe I'll work on something other than Violets today.
Spring
This crabapple tree and lilac bush are not far from the entrance to the building where I work. They look and smell best at this time of the season.
Weather
We had some severe thunderstorms this past week that I ended up driving through. Behind me the clouds were black and a few minutes later tornado sirens sounded.
Life Before Knitting
I used to do a lot of counted cross stitch before I learned to knit. I still pick it up from time to time. Unfortunately, it's like my knitting - many works-in-progress so none get finished quickly.
Excuse the spot from the flash - but this was the best of the photos.
Mother's Day
"Spend at least one Mother's Day with your respective mothers before you decide on marriage. If a man gives his mother a gift certificate for a flu shot, dump him." -- Erma Bombeck
DH and I are splitting up to be with our respective mothers tomorrow. We had intended to be with mine for lunch and his for dinner but his family's plans had to change and there was no way for us to accommodate both families tomorrow.
I hope that those of you who are mothers have a special day tomorrow.
Knitting on WIPs continues. I haven't had much knitting time this week and what time there was was spent on Violets By The River. For those of you who know the pattern, I'm working on the river portion. I'm hoping to not have to rip back (again) because I might not have enough yarn.
I located some misplaced patterns for other WIPs, so maybe I'll work on something other than Violets today.
Spring
This crabapple tree and lilac bush are not far from the entrance to the building where I work. They look and smell best at this time of the season.
Weather
We had some severe thunderstorms this past week that I ended up driving through. Behind me the clouds were black and a few minutes later tornado sirens sounded.
Life Before Knitting
I used to do a lot of counted cross stitch before I learned to knit. I still pick it up from time to time. Unfortunately, it's like my knitting - many works-in-progress so none get finished quickly.
Excuse the spot from the flash - but this was the best of the photos.
Mother's Day
"Spend at least one Mother's Day with your respective mothers before you decide on marriage. If a man gives his mother a gift certificate for a flu shot, dump him." -- Erma Bombeck
DH and I are splitting up to be with our respective mothers tomorrow. We had intended to be with mine for lunch and his for dinner but his family's plans had to change and there was no way for us to accommodate both families tomorrow.
I hope that those of you who are mothers have a special day tomorrow.
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