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Tuesday, November 30, 2004

Happy Birthday Amie !!!!!!!!!

Guest blog today folks !

Amie asked me to do her guest blog so being a good husband I said "uh,OK". She also said "Be nice" and I, being a good husband, said "uh OK".

She's a lucky gal. I wouldn't be doing this for just anyone you know. She's got me trained pretty good. I gave her a Woolee Winder for her Lendrum and three.. 1,2 yup 3 extra bobbins. She got it last week and installed it the same day. Yesterday I watched her spin some yarn (maybe it was string) that was thinner than those elastic-y strings that seem to unravel from an old pair of tube socks. I'm officially impressed. I remember when she started knitting right around 9/11. She told me she needed an outlet and that it was going to be knitting. Being the person I am I supported her and said things like "Thats great!" and "How cool!" while secretely wondering how long this fad was going to last. I'm happy to say that I was wrong to think that. She's awesome! She buys big bags of fiber that resemble the green fuzzies that tend to accumulate on my leftovers and makes stuff from it. She creates stuff. Literally. Stuff from seemingly nothing at all. One day it's just some big cotton-ball looking thingy, the next day its yarn. The day after that its cardigan duster. WOW! She loves doing what she does. She good at it and because she loves it so I don't say anything when I trip over a bag of fiber or sit on a WIP and have to pull a size 8 bamboo needle from my fleshy backside. I admire her passion for fiber, her love for her knitting/spinning circle of friends and her talent.

I'd be remiss in my duties as "Paco the pool boy" if I didn't expand my adulations. Amie fell into my life with a profoundness one would associate with getting hit in the head with a brick. It was "wow! I'm in love with this woman! wow!" I didn't know it was possible for me but it happened. We had many a long talk on a cornucopia of subjects. Art, theatre, politics, religion. There seemed to never be any lack of something to talk about. She's a liberal and I tend to be a little conservative. She's taught me alot of things and she's tolerated alot of things from me. Did I mention I'm far from perfect? "uh ok" I used to have this insane fear of letting someone get close to me. She broke through. We could have a disagreement and I'd think the worst. But, she taught me an arguement is recoverable and that its ok to get mad and express yourself. She also taught me that making up is the best part of an arguement...

She's great! She's smart! She's funny! She's creative! I'm very proud of her accomplishments. Not just in knitting/spinning but in her chosen career as a radio personality. I would listen to her on the air when I'd drive to see her and say to myself "I get to kiss that voice!" She's good at what she does. I don't tell her enough that I'm proud of her.

I'd like to take this moment to thank her wonderful and loving parents for having nothing better to do 29 years and 9 months ago. She's the best of both of you and I'm a lucky lucky lucky dude.

As fer y'all! You know who ye are! The knitting/spinning inner circle and enablers as I don't think there's a 12-step program for fiber addiction. She loves y'all. Your the besst sisters and bestest friends anyone could ever hope to have the honor of knowing. Its amazing that such a wonderful group of people can come together through a mutual passion. "Yay fiber! Viva la fibre!"

Before I close Trevor wants to type something: wrjh383h4uiunm djnflk ld s,sfnja spoi33lwj x mnbwe (I'll translate- "Mommy, I'm sorry I threw up your sheets the other night I love you Happy Birthday")

OK theres a trend here, now Aslan wants to type something: qopqmci 2856%&w@N,JOm,,, 454huswgbvfropv xikfrorb fb vfr2q5r8 (I'll translate-"Happy Birthday mommy you have the bestestest hair ever to sleep on I love you"

Oscar says "woof wuf wooof yip yip yip wuf yip wooooof woof". I have a little trouble with his dialect but I think he said "You have a cute little car and I can't wait to chew on it"

Amie,

Happy Happy, Happy, Happy, Happy Birthday!

I love you
Ken

10 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Joyeux Anniversaire Amie! Happy Birthday!
(And very nice guest blog Ken. Hit by a brick indeed.)

Stephanie
(Yarn Harlot)

7:46 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Happy Birthday Amie! Feel free to bring Ken to tea at my house ANY TIME!
Caroline

8:30 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Happy Birthday, Birthday-buddy!

I didn't realize we BOTH turn 29 today!

I think I was born at 8:11 AM (Eastern Time). You?

Natalie

11:07 AM  
Blogger Amie said...

Ah... I remember being your age... it was about two and a half hours ago, since it was about 5:47 am (also Eastern) that I was born... ;)

I'm still working out how to humiliate my brother and post the song he sang into my voicemail this morning...

Thanks for all the well-wishes! I'm feeling warm and fuzzy (and a little old)

11:41 AM  
Blogger Donna said...

Happy Birthday to a wonderful person! Amie, I'm so glad to have "met" you on line and hope to have the privilege one day in person.

11:49 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Happy Birthday Sweetie

I just don't know of any present that you could get that would be better then your husband Ken

So if you din't ever get anything for your birthday I know you would be happy

Both of you are great people....... two peas in a pod

Have a great day Amie

love ya .....shaggy

11:54 AM  
Blogger knit_chick said...

HAPPY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

Hope you have a wonderful day today.

1:23 PM  
Blogger Fiber addikt said...

Happy Birthday Amie! That was a wonderful post by Ken, you two are so lucky to have found each other! I hope your day is wonderful.

9:36 PM  
Blogger erica said...

Happy Birthday, Amie!
What a lovely post from your husband!
I hope you had a lovely birthday!


Thanks for the blog idea for my birthday next week. :)

erica :)

11:47 AM  
Blogger Lori said...

Happy Belated Birthday! I hope your day was lovely! May this next year bring you more hapiness and of course more yarn, knitting, and spinning!

1:10 PM  

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