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I'm knitting two scarves right now, and they need to be the right length.  Isadora Duncan died in a tragic scarf-too-long accident in an open-top car.  She was an American dancer in the 1920s. She would have died in a car similar in looks to something from the

Saturday morning started off grey and the snow predictions for Kansas City were revised down to less than 12 inches.  It started sleeting in the late morning and people were getting worried.  We were up at 5am and hit Starbucks on our way.  There was poop to clean up when

Took Friday off work and drove down to Pat and Jodi's place to meet Connie of Breezy Ridge Alpacas.  She had rigged her van to be an alpaca transport, and it was piled high with hay, tables, stuff to sell, two alpaca, and all the alpaca paraphernalia to

Drove down on Sunday for four days of training.  Nice hotel, but a pitifully small conference room.  Halfway through Monday's session, we were moved to the Forest Ballroom of the Peabody Hotel.  Marble floors.  Chandeliers.  Coffee in silver pots.  Live ducks parading around the fountain in the lobby.

Abby blogged about her Everyday Carry, the pocket stuff you carry around with you everywhere.  And also the Extended everyday carry, for handbag contents. I am very rarely without either my handbag, or the day bag I take to work, or a laptop bag.  If I'm going to