Yes, it’s true, I’m married to an intelligent man. He figured out, in about 5 seconds, how to find an individual entry. Happy day. I altered the sidebar so the links aren’t tiny comments windows. Then I decided to go a step further and have the completed projects link to an individual, larger picture. I like it that way. Huzzah! I didn’t size the windows or anything. I can only do so much.

That last statement perfectly leads into my next. I played code monkey on the blog and prepared and taught a class yesterday. I didn’t do any knitting. I still haven’t decided what direction I’m going with Brooke’s birthday gift, however Olivia really likes that gawsh-awful scarf, so maybe I’ll stick with it?

And for something bizarre….. I was trying to find someplace that sells dry ice yesterday, as I needed it for my class. I find it highly annoying that grocery store meat departments are no longer carrying the stuff. I called everywhere, and was referred everywhere, even to the UPS store. I was desperate. I called the UPS store and was laughed at when I posed my request. Oh well. Someone in line at said UPS store knew where I could go, and it would have been successful, if they didn’t end up closing right before Nate got there. (In the end, he stopped by QFC and picked some up. That is the ONLY grocery store I didn’t call, and the REASON I didn’t call is because the FIRST grocery store I called said that QFC for sure didn’t have it. I tell ya.)

THE INTERESTING PART of all of this is that during the wild goose chase, I Googled online and found a place less than 3 miles from me, according to MapQuest, that sells dry ice. They are called Ice-Ame Co. I called with confidence. They don’t sell ice. The phone call went something like this,

me- “Hi there, I’m looking for some dry ice and Google tells me that you sell it.”

her- “Noooooo, we sell wool sweaters.”

me- “I’m sorry, what did you say?”

her- “Our name can be misleading, but we sell wool sweaters.”

me- “Reeeealllly?”

her-“Yes.”

me- “What KIND of wool sweaters?”

her- “We import wool sweaters from Iceland and the Shetland Islands, and we also sell some yarn.”

me- “Reeeealllly?, you seriously sell yarn? You see, you’re about 2 1/2 miles down the road from me, and I didn’t have any idea you were there. Would you happen to sell wool for spinning?”

her- “No, just sweaters and yarn, ready to knit. Are you a knitter?”

me- (inwardly laughing hysterically, almost maniacally at such a question), “Oh yes, every single day. What kind of yarn do you have?”

her- “We sell Lopi yarn, imported from Iceland and we also have shetland wool. We have a limited number of colors, I think they are discontinued shades, and we sell them very cheap. Let’s see here, a 3 1/2 oz skein of 100% wool is…… $3.”

me- still floored I didn’t know about this place, “Um, ok, are you open to the public?”

her- “No, but if you call ahead, I’ll let you in. By the way, did you try Albertson’s?”

me- “Yes. They don’t have any dry ice.”

her- “Well, my daughter got some a couple months ago at the Juanita store. You may want to try there.”

me- “Thank you. So, I could just call you, and arrange a time to come and look at your yarn?”

her- “Yes.”

me- inwardly singing and suddenly loving a complete stranger, “Thank you.”

We said good-bye’s and hung up. Can you believe that? I can’t. I’m kind of stoked. I think I’m going to call later today and check it out.