Category Archives: Travels

So Boring

Upon my return from Israel and before I managed to collect my bearings and get over my jet lag, Joe swept me to a little vacation, but you already know about this from his report. (Those boys of mine took over my blog without any shame! they even got themselves their on accounts so they get the comment alerts not I,,,,)

After a week of this:

Tough Life!

I returned home and was promptly attacked by a vicious cold bug that spread around and caught our whole family. No wonder it took me so long to re-surface, right?

I don’t have  much knitting to show you. I still kind of ignore what I knitted in Israel and the explanation will come with the revelation of those knits but I did knit there another of those circles of mine for my sister, this time in cotton in a light denim/silvery kind of color, she liked it a lot:

A summary version of The Circles

I am almost done with a hot pink Citron but it is very non photographable right now and I also started a Daybreak but didn’t take any photos of it either yet – I am so boring,,,,

I also took out an old project:

A project with a charm over me

and started working on it again. I knitted about 2/3 of this blanket in 2006 and I took it out to see if I want to finish it as a present but upon seeing it I realized I have some strange affection to this knit and I am not sure at all I want to give it away. This is quite a weird feeling for me as I give a lot of my knits away without any issue, so I think this one just wants to be mine!

Did you ever had this feeling about something you knitted?

Lost in Yonkers or someplace

Hi everyone.  For those who have been wondering what happened to Rachel I have a news update for your. Its been 10 years since the Israeli sex pot flew into my life and I decided its high time to take her away from it all.  For a quick getaway from the world. No yarn, no news, no phone and next to no Internet.  I spared no expense in out transportation.


After arriving at our destination it was time to do some shopping at Wal-Mart to stock up on goods for the week.



Breakfast was delivered every morning.


On the fateful date I gave her my heart for a second time.


We spent some time with the locals.



The best times beside the bedroom was the virgin beach.