The blog, she's pissed
Dear Deb,
This is your blog speaking. Don't look away. Don't tell me how busy you are. Listen up.
You've been a neglectful, cruel keeper of me. Don't tell me you didn't have time. There are many small and meaningful ways you could have kept me in the loop.
You could have shared photos of Cameron's knee socks, complete with yet another rant about the Sisu you claim to hate but keep going back to.
[and your commenters may be too kind to say it, but the pooling on these is fug.]
You could have shared the wee sweater you banged off in a frenzied afternoon when you realized you had a hair appointment and hadn't given your hairdresser a baby gift.
You could have bragged about the pretty STR socks (in Mist, lightweight) that you ignored me to finish.
But no. You had to work. You had to travel. You're totally cheating on me with Ravelry. You never stay up late with ME anymore.
You stay up with HER...
and tell me that she's important, because she's helping you to destash your sock scraps. But do people visit her from Google or Bloglines?
And would you really rather spend time with your spindle than with me? Really? I know you thought the Kureyon sock was crap, that you were disappointed that you (sock knitting legend in your own mind) couldn't make good on socks with it, despite multiple attempts. Really, the 2-ply you made with it was pretty good, and helped to balance its twist,
and the hat it yielded wasn't so bad.
But was it worth it?
And you Pomatomus obsession is getting weird, even for you.
But it looks awfully cute scaled down to kid size in Sockina Colori.
But I'm still mad at you. Even when I see those sumptuous Lace Ribbons, worked in a Fleece Artist mill end. Steph and Megan are right, this could be the Clapotis of 2008.
[I could forgive you, if you let me have her.]
NO! I'm MAD!
But that STR tube scarf, while in an odd colour combo, may just be the perfect winter scarf for your BFF's dad next winter. I sort of like it.
[Mudslide and Stormy Weather in a tube, with the colour change halfway so it's hidden at the back of the neck. Who'da thunk it?]
In closing, I think you can do better for the both of us. And your persistent backdating of posts isn't fooling anyone.
With love and frustration and the usual stuff,
Your blog
