When we all got together to pick leg assignments in June, I chose something with more up than downhills, and no outrageously easy legs. There's Truman stuffing his face with brownies.
The question is, what on earth was this doing above London? She hates reviewing and editing!
Would I ever be ready?
And with car dieting, comes biking. Actually, it was the BBC Two, and its Newsnight program. And Robert Scoble, man, is quite the happy fellow. It's quite the challenge. Hmmm, I thought, I love the idea of trapezoids right now! They say her tears could cure cancer and her memory, her dreams live on.
Getting ready for the state fair was a heroine's journey, if, that is, you like your heroines unshowered, strung out on Stumptown's finest Guatemalan beans, and running on a few hours' sleep. I made my own wedding dress of raw ivory silk, with an embroidered silk bodice and lots and lots of silk crepe for the lining. I'd rather soak up all the cool bloggity goodness around me than throw myself into a real factual-comprehensive-witty recap. I've been thinking about this for a long time so I'm going to bold it. And Robert Scoble, man, is quite the happy fellow. Here's the question: can biking substitute for running in a Hood-to-Coast training diet?
Larissa is there, too, and I particularly like her "Road to Fitville" feature about her journey to lose her pregnancy weight and train for the upcoming urbanMamasRun at the Hood-to-Coast.
And my life is in utter chaos. the queen of the art form .
If you have ever knit, or blogged, or if you think you can appreciate the lifestyle, you should absolutely go to one of her book signings.
I'm knitting a second one for my friend Liz' baby, Eve, and I'll post the pattern eventually.
on a Saturday, be sure and check the schedules carefully, o.
Check out the Reds of all kinds wrap tag at flickr.
But most of all I feel super lucky to have gotten interested in the whole blogging thing when I did.
The way the strips feel, heavy and soft against my legs when I knit them, turning from knit to purl, right side to wrong side, is a heady experience. As I rode home through the dark, cool streets of Portland, Truman and I watched the glowing round orb, transfixed by its affect on our world. I've never noticed their knitting and crocheting section, so maybe it's new.
I've been thinking about this for a long time so I'm going to bold it.
The race begins near the top of Mt. With three days until the finished products need to be handed over, I haven't even decided which item will go in which category.
When we all got together to pick leg assignments in June, I chose something with more up than downhills, and no outrageously easy legs.