027–An Itch You Just Can’t Scratch

Heather

Mother, knitter, spinner, writer, wife, weaver, host...not necessarily in that order...

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7 Responses

  1. coldfriday says:

    ….and on occasion, known as “madame leiderhosen”. Gotta keep those ex-lovers far, far off the trail. I am sure you were just aching for all the misc. monikers. Egad.

  2. H says:

    Delicious–Further full disclosure… “Heidi”, “h”, and sometimes “coldfriday”–all the same damn bluing-weilding, american musical loving, so-slightly medicated broad. But I like the idea of being at least two different entities.

    Doesn’t everyone have an inner performer? I should hope so. Keeps the urge to tap dance in public at a minimum. Cobain had backup singers?

    Thanks for another great podcast and I am glad you had a splendid time with your husband.

  3. Heather says:

    If only more of us defaulted to monikers such as those the world would be a much happier place, methinks.
    You have an inner punk bassist?
    I have an inner back up singer (don’t know if it’s for the supremes or Kurt Cobain…the jury’s out on that one)!

    LOVE the designer yarn book. It’s actully fascinating. I have a lot to learn, which is always ALWAYS a good thing.

    Off to put my corps down for naptime!
    Ta,
    H

  4. H says:

    I’m sorry; I am afraid that the “Blossom” comment is a unexpected side effect of a prescribed antidepressant. Perfect strangers, co-workers, supervisors, aquaintances and, particularly, food service workers are being addressed randomly and frequently as a miriad of affectionate pet names, without warning.

    In a unpredictable gush of this kind of enthusiasm, some poor total stranger who handed me a burrito and a lime saturated Corona was addressed as “mon amour”. My inner punk bassist is writhing in embarrasment. Ah, well.

    I hope the itching has lessened or at least can be cursed upon others, like some new superpower.

    BTW–What did you think of the Designer Yarn book?
    I am wildly envious that you have your own “76 trombones” marching corps.

  5. Heather says:

    Golly, I don’t think I’ve ever been called “blossom” before…I rather like it!
    BLUEING!!!
    You have NO idea how intrigued I am!!! I’m going to grab my mom’s bottle today. It was, indeed, awful on the flight. I had cortisoned and covered every last miserable welt with band-aids. That does two things for me–harder to scratch and no friction. I find that if anything (like the air) comes into contact with the bites I IMMEDIATELY notice them and it just gets worse from there.
    Thank you, H, for the help!

  6. H says:

    Good Lord, Blossom. You are traveling in that icky painfull condition?!

    If you are going to try anything topically on those bite you might as well try my beekeeping trick–bluing. (As in Mrs Stewart’s bluing – http://www.mrsstewart.com/). On beestings, it’s amazing allthough you end up with blue splotches (Sexy to some, I reckon).

    Hope the travel ennui ends soon and that you have a lovely time in NYC. Find the Takashimaya teahouse (it’s in the basement. Rahter like being wrapped in a rather glamourous peaceful silver box, at a reasonable price.) –

  7. Janice says:

    I got the podcast on my feed aggregator yesterday, so it worked through PodcastReady! Yay!

    So sorry you got stuck in the airport. My husband’s flight from Orlando was almost 3 hours late yesterday. Backups in the system, yuck.