So I’ll step right up and admit it: I used to really like watching Hogan Knows Best. (Have I already admitted that here before? Because I’m getting the strangest feeling of déjà vu… but that could be from when I went to that Hogans Anonymous support group.) Of course it’s bad to admit that now, what with the Hogan family all in shambles.
However the one thing that I always wondered about was how those episodes always followed a theme. I mean, it wasn’t like a day or a week in the Hogan family’s life. It was like ‘the Hogans remodel the kitchen’ and then Brooke would write a song about kitchens and Nick would do like a kitchen sink full of drugs and make stoner kitchen jokes. Linda would find some weird kind of unrelated crazy kitchen themed activity for them all to do and Hulk would sulk about it but in the end he’d do it and have a good time.
So yeah, to abruptly switch gears here. I went to the Franklin Park Conservatory last week to meet with my knitting group. (It’s free after 5pm the first Wednesday of the month, so if you live in Columbus you should check it out! No excuse not to now.) Anyways, people probably thought I was nuts because Art (or at least the high brow art stuff) cracks me up. It’s laugh out loud funny to me. Because everyone is all about Chihuly… which is cool or whatever. To me (remember, I’m crazy) it’s goofy. Case in point:
Sure, throw some blown glass into a boat and call it a day.
Don’t forget the big ole balls that are scattered pretty much everywhere.
It was a really fun time knitting. I haven’t been knitting much at all this summer. Which is pretty depressing and would explain the absence of sweet knitting content. It’s not that I don’t still love it. In fact, I had this crazy scheme about three weeks or so ago that I would whip up some socks and get them done real quick and show you. Of course, since I’m nuts I was going to do all of these cool techniques I’ve never done before and yet still get them done in a week. Like toe up, two at a time, magic loop…
The two at a time was because I had one ball of malabrigo, (such amazing yarn!) and it would be the easiest way of figuring out how long I could make the socks. So I wouldn’t run out an inch away from the end of the second one. Which is also the reason for going toe up, once you pass the heel you can just go up as long as the yarn takes you.
Er, yeah, that heel part. Whoops. I’d never done toe up but I figured I could wing it. I was feeling pretty confident until I got to the heel when I realized “aw nuts, I don’t know how the hell to turn the heel on a toe up sock.” That’s where the socks have been for the past two weeks now. I mean, I blew through them at first. That stupid heel road block is such a killer though. A friend told me that short row heels are the best to do for toe ups. I’ve never done one and my first attempt failed pretty miserably. So it’s back to being lame for me.
Sorry I failed you socks. At least I’m really proud of the toes:
So yeah, I did go grocery shopping today and I bet at this point you can all guess what I was ecstatic to find at Trader Joe’s. Yep, that’s right:
**Seriously though, how did the Hogan Knows Best editors do it for so many shows? This is only my second themed post and dang. I’m over it.