Molly Bee's Attic

My friends have the greatest sense of humor. I told Friend-Gail, who works in a church in North Carolina, about the new car I bought. I told her that it wasn't exactly the one I wanted because it has a sunroof and I didn't want one. She told me, tongue in cheek, that I HAD to have one and that all the folks down south call them "The Rapture Roof". I LOVE that! The Rapture Roof comes in handy when the Rapture comes and God sucks you back up to Heaven. It will be a smoother transition than beating your head against your car roof like a moth at the screen door I reckon. I thought that that was so cute, that I told the story to Friend-Jen. She thought it was funny too but then explained that she wouldn't need one. She has been honing her skills for the Post Apocalypse Communes that are bound to spring up. She knows how to knit and spin. Now she's set her sights on canning garden veggies! With credentials like that, she'll be a shoe-in for the Commune of her ...

Today was a good day for me. They aren't always at this stage in the game, but it seems that every time I go to a knitting group I feel a little more human. Today's group was Last Saturday Knitting at Victor Allen's. I still had to fight to get myself out the door but 2 minutes after I got there, I felt fine. Elizabeth , Jen-with the Beeb in tow , Cindy , Linda , Laura (whom I haven't seen in a crow's age) and a new friend that I hadn't previously met, Faith, were all working on wonderfully inspiring projects while I just went round and round on my simple sock because that's all my brain can handle these days. Good iced coffee drinks and great conversation...it does a body good. I was telling them that The Sow's Ear is doing a new thing on the 4 th Monday of the month. From 6:00 p.m. to closing, you bring your needles, and they will supply the yarn and patterns to knit things for charity. I think I'll head down that way on Monday after work. S...

Taking a cue from Crazy Aunt Purl, I am using my knitting these days to cope with a breakup. Yup. Mr. Bee and I are splitting up after 18 years. Shocked and awed? Yeah, me too. And devastated ... etc. etc. etc. So as soon as I could get out of the fetal position and stop crying long enough to see the needles, I started to knit socks like a woman possessed. I must be doing better 'cause for a while there I couldn't do any knitting. I was kind of walking comatose but now I'm back in the swing of things. This first pair is knit from "Opal" that I got at the ' Sow's Ear's 25% off anything with purple in it' a while back. Talk about my kinda sale! And this is the first sock from some Socketta (that stu ff made with chitin , the antibacterial protein from seafood shells) I got at the same sale. You have to look close but there is purple in there. My lighting isn't so great tonight. Sock #2 gets cast on tonight whilst I spend the evening with the p...

Life has been pretty sad around here lately. We had to put our 18 year old cat down yesterday. He's been our baby since we were first married. There will never be another like him. Sebastian, you will be so, so, so, so, misssed. Other things have been going south around here too, so I'm going to take a break until I can get things straightened out. I appreciate all of the questions regarding where I am and why I'm not posting. Just need some breathing room for a while. Nothing around here is amusing these days. I promise I'll be back once everying gets back to normal in whatever form that takes. You all are the best. Molly Bee