Outside of a dog, a book is a man's best friend. Inside of a dog, it's too dark to read.

Good old Groucho Marx.

The commissioned bag for my mom is coming a long, the bottom and almost half of the sides done. It's the Oregon tote so it's got a really interesting I-cord bind of on the top edges which I'd never seen before and am anxious to try. And then the handles. It was really cute as we were leaving Black Sheep after buying the yarn and my mom said to me "Now, do you have a spool? Those handles were done on a spool, do you want me to pick one up for you" I explained that I could do that on double-pointed needles and she was astounded.

As for the new job... it's good. Not super hard, but pleasant and steady. Everyone's really nice and the space is quite pleasant. Great view! Always something to do but I've managed to check my e-mail right before lunch the past few days. Everyone's really nice. Monday after my appointment with HR in Coalville they sent me to Kamas to train. Kamas... wow that place is small. But it was pleasant, the people at the library know all of their patrons by name. It was sweet in a gosh-I'd-be-bored-if-I-lived-here kind of way.

I did have to work last night so I missed my SnB. I really missed it. Such good company.

This might be the only person who will get me out of bed before 8am jsut to see what's happening in the world. Plus I keep checking to see if Soledad O'Brien (who is way too little and cute to be pregnant) has popped yet. Bill Hemmer

This is my lesson for Enrichment tomorrow night (the topic for the lesson is service): http://www.salon.com/weekly/lamott961007.html