Happy 2sDay

It seems like people get excited about silly things – in this case a date that is 2/22/22 or 22.2.22 depending on your particular country’s date format. There are claims that it is a “Once in a lifetime occurrence.”  Well, duh. Every date is a once in a lifetime occurrence. Obviously, at least in the US – it is being used as an excuse for yet another sale.

I don’t get it – the date is 2/22/2022. That is not all “2s”  The same way I don’t remember equal amounts of silliness about 1/1/11. But then, thinking about it – I was at Bagram Airbase in Afghanistan about that time and had more important concerns on my plate than stars aligning in whatever quarter or a confluence of interesting numbers in the date.

In better fun –

I was able to make a bit of progress on the LongDog – and hit 51% completion (I am not dancing around – there are still about 19K worth of stitches to complete). Note, I stitched the second 2 of 2022 – so now I have to finish this year

But I did manage to complete the second Dino on the CloudsFactory SAL

Specifically the 11xx stitches of the K Dino.

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About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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