Lucky Chappy. He’s got new bling for his collar.

(And, I can’t believe I just used the word “bling.”)

Isn’t it cute? A silver tag that I bought from Etsy. Because, well, doesn’t Chappy deserve something beautiful?

Useful, too, because it’s got his phone number on the back. Very important, you know, because he doesn’t have a wallet to carry his I.D. in, and a microchip is handy (he has one, of course) but still not as convenient as a phone number on the collar!

Wait. What’s that?

You want to know what it’s sitting on?

Well . . . okay . . .

Two soft, beautiful, gorgeous ounces of 50/50 tussah silk/cashmere, dyed in the Opal colorway.

My camera couldn’t capture the greens in the roving–it focused more on the blue and purple, but trust me. It’s got all three of them, and they are just too, too beautiful.

I don’t know when I’ll get to spin this, mind you. I’ve got bunches of others waiting their turn. But I already know how luscious this is going to be. I spun some of this last summer, remember? In the colorway Reds that I got from my Yarn Aboard pal. So I know how wonderfully this is going to spin. The current plan is to use this to try out the lace-kit for my Little Gem, which has been waiting since November.

But, ooh, it’s tempting….

Here’s an interesting link–what if we taught English the same way we taught mathematics? Language skills taught out of dictionaries and grammar guides, used only for necessities, not for joy, for pleasure, for beauty . . . because, the point here is that’s how we teach math. For balancing checkbooks, doing basic calculations, but never for the joy of it. Now, I’m not nor never have been a math whiz, but I did the advanced stuff in high school, and found pleasure in balancing an equation or solving a proof . . . there’s a beauty there, too, that so many students never see because they’re stuck with an uninspiring methodology . . . food for thought, huh?

And, it might be getting bad reviews, but Chappy still wants to see this movie… the commercials on tv are so cute. How do I break it to him that the movie itself is supposed to be bad? Or, would he just not care, what with it being a movie about a smart dog, and all? Of course . . . what with Chappy himself just being a dog, he’ll probably believe what I tell him, huh?

At least he’s got a nice new tag on his collar . . . or, well, will as soon as I pull out the pliers…..

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