What a Strange Week.

Boy . . . it's been a strange week and I'm left to wondering if it is a full moon or what. First, I hear that a woman was stuck on a toilet seat for two years (gee, this leaves wayyy too much to imagination). I find out that a girl with two faces (yes, I kid you not - if you go to the "odd news" section at your favorite news watering hole, you'll eventually find that link that leads a picture of the girl).

And if you're on Ravelry, y'all have been riveted by the soap opera that is approaching 112 pages now. What's really amazing is apparently this company has been getting people pissed off over bad products and poor customer support for almost two years, if I read that correctly. I guess I should be grateful that I didn't have a disposable income, thus saving me from getting taken in like others were.

And now this morning I hear that there was a law passed in Florida where restaurants can't run out of toilet paper or they'll be closed down on the spot by health inspectors. ::faceinpalm:: What next? A law that restaurants can't run out of soap and wipes, either?

Meanwhile, in other news, I'm still working on the Purple Polo sweater. I've got the first sleeve knit up, and working on the 2nd sleeve now. I'm fixing to get this finished this weekend. I think I'll start working again on the Rosemarkie Vest. There's not much left to be done on this, and I would like to have something new to wear for Pascha.

Oh . . . and what was the secret message? Боже, Царя храни! That's Russian for "God save the tsar!". I guess, considering the rigamarole every 4 years, we'd be better off with a Tsar.