Giving Props

I want to give some credit where some credit is due.

First to my mom, she knitted/crocheted my sister and I some ponchos with matching headwraps when we were little. Looking back, they're pretty bad but only because they were brown, orange and yellow, but the head wraps had spirals hanging off the back, and I love them for that; I think we lived in them. Mom taught me how to crochet on our recent trip to Mexico, so soon, I'll have granny squares all over the place!

Secondly, to Mary Johnson. Mary is a wonderful person and awesome actress here in the Chicagoland area. If you have a chance to cast her, please do so, you won't regret it. She puts in her day's work, she's patient and understanding and she's a walking encyclopedia which is very useful if doing a period piece! Anyhow, Mary taught me how to knit, like closing day, maybe even during strike, of the last show that I stage managed. She did such a good job, that I'm now on my third project, with three in the wings.

Vacation

I just returned from Puerto Vallarta with the family. Very nice, peaceful. I sat on the beach, rode in a dune buggy, ate lots of guacamole and released turtles into the ocean. Oh, and my mom taught me how to crochet. Last night I decided on a pattern for a shawl that I'm going to make. Bought some wonderful yarn at Knit 1 from Lobster Pot Yarns. Hopefully, it'll turn out better than the baby blanket that I made for my cousin.

The Beginning

Before I was born, my mom saw a psychic that told her that her youngest would be a writer. Well, every English teacher that I've had can tell you that I'm an awful writer. So, until she went through menopause, I would tell her that she's going to have another kid. And now we're here. Don't tell me that I should write like how I talk; it doesn't work. Read what you want; ignore the rest.