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KCR+ Exp+ SPM(+) Steel+@ AddiT&gt;++ Wood Syn Cot+ Wool++ Lux-&gt;++ Stash(+) Scale(+) Fin&gt;+ Ent-- FI- Int- Tex++ Lace Felt+ Flat+ Circ+ DPN5- Gauge=W@ Swatch KIP(+) EZ+ FO+ WIP=2 Blog+ SnB+</subtitle><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www2.cyg.net/~lisafortin/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/42MainStreet" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17852210475300930850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>226</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/42MainStreet" type="application/atom+xml" /><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662583.post-1185901604442501926</id><published>2009-07-06T22:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T22:44:08.581-04:00</updated><title type="text">Birthday Girl!</title><summary type="text">Sweet Pea in her FBSNo, not me, Sweet Pea here! Well, OK, yes, me too; after all, she was born on my birthday a year ago. So of course I had to attend her first birthday party yesterday, and of course I had to knit her something! Actually, her mom, Stickyfingers (NonStopKnitter on Ravelry), is an awesome knitter herself, so it's not like she's hurting for handknits, but I was incapable of </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/1185901604442501926/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6662583&amp;postID=1185901604442501926&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/1185901604442501926" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/1185901604442501926" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www2.cyg.net/~lisafortin/2009/07/birthday-girl.html" title="Birthday Girl!" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17852210475300930850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14652443852486985963" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662583.post-83532146871615046</id><published>2009-06-12T07:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T07:53:39.705-04:00</updated><title type="text">Let the baby pictures begin!</title><summary type="text">20090611 Baby ultrasoundSoon this will no longer just be a knitting blog, it'll also be a pregnancy and child-raising blog where I share pictures that I hope will be unbelievably cute. Of course, right now, all I have are ultrasound pictures, which are pretty blurry, but at least confirm that the baby is alive, growing, and seemingly healthy so far. This was yesterday's regularly scheduled 11-</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/83532146871615046/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6662583&amp;postID=83532146871615046&amp;isPopup=true" title="10 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/83532146871615046" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/83532146871615046" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www2.cyg.net/~lisafortin/2009/06/let-baby-pictures-begin.html" title="Let the baby pictures begin!" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17852210475300930850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14652443852486985963" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662583.post-7065024811205466236</id><published>2009-06-01T22:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T07:54:16.790-04:00</updated><title type="text">One year later</title><summary type="text">Spot's bed one year laterI can hardly believe it's already been over a year since Spot died. And what a lousy year it has been. The one year anniversary was Friday. I am really, really hoping that the year to come is a better one than the year just past. In Spot's honour, I asked Derek to take a picture of the thriving green flowerbed he so lovingly built for her and edged in stone. You can </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/7065024811205466236/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6662583&amp;postID=7065024811205466236&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/7065024811205466236" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/7065024811205466236" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www2.cyg.net/~lisafortin/2009/06/one-year-later.html" title="One year later" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17852210475300930850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14652443852486985963" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662583.post-9180108692219540738</id><published>2009-05-12T19:46:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T11:03:25.168-04:00</updated><title type="text">I don't believe in curses.</title><summary type="text">Striped baby cardigan FOAnd yet, while Derek and I were TTC and then later when I was pregnant, I avoided knitting baby stuff out of fear of jinxing things. (You know, like the Boyfriend Sweater Curse.) Well, we all know how that turned out, so... now I am knitting baby things, since avoiding doing so clearly does not prevent tragedy. I therefore present to you what I hope will be the first in a </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/9180108692219540738/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6662583&amp;postID=9180108692219540738&amp;isPopup=true" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/9180108692219540738" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/9180108692219540738" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www2.cyg.net/~lisafortin/2009/05/i-don-believe-in-curses.html" title="I don't believe in curses." /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17852210475300930850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14652443852486985963" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662583.post-4397094784347147441</id><published>2009-04-28T21:15:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T23:30:27.397-04:00</updated><title type="text">Isn't she pretty in pink?</title><summary type="text">Clapotis gratuitous cleavage shotNot me, silly, the scarf! Her name is Clapotis [Clap-o-tee]. I'm a few years late to the bandwagon... have to say, though, I can understand this pattern's popularity! It was a fun, easy, rhythmic knit, with great results! Can't believe I got this done a month before the wedding I plan to wear it to. Technical details on Ravelry for those who are interested. There </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/4397094784347147441/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6662583&amp;postID=4397094784347147441&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/4397094784347147441" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/4397094784347147441" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www2.cyg.net/~lisafortin/2009/04/isn-she-pretty-in-pink.html" title="Isn&amp;#39;t she pretty in pink?" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17852210475300930850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14652443852486985963" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662583.post-4352325698976486097</id><published>2009-04-22T22:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T23:11:33.184-04:00</updated><title type="text">Spring in a salad bowl</title><summary type="text">Spinach SaladI haven't done a Recipe Corner in ages! This was supper tonight. It was so pretty I had to take a picture!Lisa's Very Adaptable Spinach Salad1 pkg baby spinach1 lb fresh strawberries, halved or quartered depending on size (or other fruit of your choice: mandarin oranges, mango, pear, even dried fruit like cranberries or apricots... be creative)1 sweet bell pepper, diced (I used </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/4352325698976486097/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6662583&amp;postID=4352325698976486097&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/4352325698976486097" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/4352325698976486097" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www2.cyg.net/~lisafortin/2009/04/spring-in-salad-bowl.html" title="Spring in a salad bowl" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17852210475300930850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14652443852486985963" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662583.post-18111097700155221</id><published>2009-03-30T22:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T22:39:02.970-04:00</updated><title type="text">Surface of an alien planet?</title><summary type="text">mossNah, just some moss in a pot outside. Derek tells me the red filaments are its blooms. Funky, eh? I love spring.I have more to blog but it will have to wait for another day; I need to get to bed soon.I leave you with this song that marked the shift in my mood this weekend -- an old favourite from high school, Howard Jones' "Things Can Only Get Better."     </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/18111097700155221/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6662583&amp;postID=18111097700155221&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/18111097700155221" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/18111097700155221" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www2.cyg.net/~lisafortin/2009/03/surface-of-alien-planet.html" title="Surface of an alien planet?" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17852210475300930850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14652443852486985963" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662583.post-6695509895053443228</id><published>2009-03-16T22:54:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T22:45:37.306-04:00</updated><title type="text">Soundtrack of my Life:  A new  occasional feature of 42 Main Street</title><summary type="text">I think one of the many ways people can be split up into two groups is this: those who think of their lives as having "soundtracks," and those who don't. I fall into the former category, have for... as long as I can remember, really. So I've been kicking this idea around for a while now, inspired by Ms. PixieRiot's "Song of the Day" posts: to post songs, every so often, that I link to a specific </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/6695509895053443228/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6662583&amp;postID=6695509895053443228&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/6695509895053443228" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/6695509895053443228" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www2.cyg.net/~lisafortin/2009/03/soundtrack-of-my-life-new-occasional.html" title="Soundtrack of my Life:  A new  occasional feature of 42 Main Street" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17852210475300930850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14652443852486985963" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662583.post-7151560291337241992</id><published>2009-03-08T21:37:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T22:15:46.158-04:00</updated><title type="text">A very busy week!</title><summary type="text">Shawl backThe past week has been a very busy one at 42 Main Street!Last Saturday morning, I got up early, baked a batch of cornbread, and drove down to London for a quick visit with friends. Listened to Paul Simon's Graceland on the way there, which I had just purchased on Friday. I didn't even cry on listening to You Can Call Me Al. I smiled, thinking how my father had bought the album -- on LP </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/7151560291337241992/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6662583&amp;postID=7151560291337241992&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/7151560291337241992" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/7151560291337241992" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www2.cyg.net/~lisafortin/2009/03/very-busy-week.html" title="A very busy week!" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17852210475300930850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14652443852486985963" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662583.post-3724371666990397229</id><published>2009-02-25T20:06:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T22:55:42.249-05:00</updated><title type="text">Lisa's Technicolour DreamScarf</title><summary type="text">Noro Striped ScarfYesterday and the day before, I felt as if all the colour had gone out of the world, even though the sun was shining brightly and I had proof positive in the form of my latest scarf here that this was not in fact the case. Today was better, but this hormone withdrawal business is really sucking the pleasure out of life for me right now. So my knitting friends came to my rescue </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/3724371666990397229/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6662583&amp;postID=3724371666990397229&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/3724371666990397229" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/3724371666990397229" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www2.cyg.net/~lisafortin/2009/02/lisa-technicolour-dreamscarf.html" title="Lisa&amp;#39;s Technicolour DreamScarf" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17852210475300930850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14652443852486985963" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662583.post-7807627694753378389</id><published>2009-02-20T15:37:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T16:39:22.578-05:00</updated><title type="text">This was supposed to be a happy post.</title><summary type="text">Mondo Cable VestLet me start the post the way I had intended, by telling you about this vest I knit. It's called Mondo Cable, by Bonne Marie Burns of ChicKnits. Ravelry page is here. As mentioned in my previous post, I finished this a little while ago, out of Cascade 220 Quatro gifted to me by Pam of Katydid Knits, on 5 mm needles. Must knit more vests -- they go FAST, with no sleeves! I found </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/7807627694753378389/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6662583&amp;postID=7807627694753378389&amp;isPopup=true" title="8 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/7807627694753378389" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/7807627694753378389" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www2.cyg.net/~lisafortin/2009/02/this-was-supposed-to-be-happy-post.html" title="This was supposed to be a happy post." /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17852210475300930850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14652443852486985963" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662583.post-4725337341024599909</id><published>2009-02-16T12:05:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T17:40:57.000-05:00</updated><title type="text">I can haz car?</title><summary type="text">Derek and the minivanOh yes I can! Now that Derek is driving this here behemoth (ignore the dust), the PT Cruiser is mine, all mine!!! He got a promotion at work that includes a company car, since he will need to visit clients. For the moment they have him in a Pontiac Montana. We picked it up at the dealership a week ago Saturday. He's hoping to replace it with a Pontiac Vibe when the 2010 </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/4725337341024599909/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6662583&amp;postID=4725337341024599909&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/4725337341024599909" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/4725337341024599909" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www2.cyg.net/~lisafortin/2009/02/i-can-haz-car.html" title="I can haz car?" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17852210475300930850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14652443852486985963" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662583.post-39334806380336980</id><published>2009-01-17T21:43:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T16:52:07.209-05:00</updated><title type="text">Red!</title><summary type="text">Red scarfI finally finished this scarf the other day... It's been on the needles (3.75 mm) forever! It is the Yarn Harlot's One-Row Scarf, in Fleece Artist Cashlana. There may not be any flowers to pose with outside (look at the snow outside the window), but inside was this gorgeous velvety red amaryllis... One of Derek's strategies for getting through the winter, always try to have at least one </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/39334806380336980/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6662583&amp;postID=39334806380336980&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/39334806380336980" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/39334806380336980" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www2.cyg.net/~lisafortin/2009/01/red-scarf.html" title="Red!" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17852210475300930850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14652443852486985963" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662583.post-4388742340751745947</id><published>2008-12-22T23:11:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T23:31:46.631-05:00</updated><title type="text">Merry Christmas!</title><summary type="text">SnowgirlOriginally uploaded by tanya_wrightThis year I know first hand how sad this holiday season can sometimes be when you've lost a loved one. I hope this cute little snowgirl I made for my friend Tanya's birthday will bring you a moment of cheer, whether or not you too are feeling a little down right now. (She's a snowgirl because her hat is magenta.) May 2009 be better for us all. I will be </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/4388742340751745947/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6662583&amp;postID=4388742340751745947&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/4388742340751745947" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/4388742340751745947" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www2.cyg.net/~lisafortin/2008/12/merry-christmas.html" title="Merry Christmas!" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17852210475300930850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14652443852486985963" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662583.post-9029051013256890734</id><published>2008-12-15T01:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T08:21:05.274-05:00</updated><title type="text">A memento</title><summary type="text">pajama pantsWhen my father was in the hospital, I made him one last birthday gift. As time was short, and I couldn't think of anything knitted he might want or use that I could make fast enough anyway, I thought a nice gift might be a pair of pajama pants like my dear MIL Shirley makes for the whole family every Christmas. I wanted him to be wrapped in softness, in a physical reminder of my love </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/9029051013256890734/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6662583&amp;postID=9029051013256890734&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/9029051013256890734" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/9029051013256890734" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www2.cyg.net/~lisafortin/2008/12/memento.html" title="A memento" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17852210475300930850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14652443852486985963" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662583.post-7441825229661127951</id><published>2008-11-24T00:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T00:03:07.218-05:00</updated><title type="text">Jean-Pierre Fortin, 1945-2008</title><summary type="text">My father passed away very peacefully on Friday afternoon at the hospital, surrounded by my mother, my sister Julie, and me. He was a good man, much loved by his friends and family including me. His suffering is over, but we all miss him terribly.For those of you who are in Windsor or who are able to come to the funeral from away, here are the details.VISITATION AT THE THE WINDSOR CHAPEL FUNERAL </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/7441825229661127951/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6662583&amp;postID=7441825229661127951&amp;isPopup=true" title="9 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/7441825229661127951" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/7441825229661127951" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www2.cyg.net/~lisafortin/2008/11/jean-pierre-fortin-1945-2008.html" title="Jean-Pierre Fortin, 1945-2008" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17852210475300930850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14652443852486985963" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662583.post-541199732881818103</id><published>2008-10-29T14:05:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T15:02:48.342-04:00</updated><title type="text">Thank you</title><summary type="text">My friends, I thank all of you from the bottom of my heart for the incredible outpouring of kindness, understanding, and support my family and I have received from you these past few days. I cannot begin to tell you what a comfort it has been to hear from so many people praying for my family, wishing us healing, sending positive energy out into the universe for us to draw upon. Those of you who </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/541199732881818103/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6662583&amp;postID=541199732881818103&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/541199732881818103" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/541199732881818103" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www2.cyg.net/~lisafortin/2008/10/thank-you.html" title="Thank you" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17852210475300930850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14652443852486985963" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662583.post-31530696465623118</id><published>2008-10-25T08:34:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T09:19:08.257-04:00</updated><title type="text">A strange and mournful day</title><summary type="text">I heard a song on the radio the other day that I had not heard in a long time, by one of my favourite artists, Paul Simon. It's been running through my head off and on since then."No I would not give you false hopeOn this strange and mournful dayBut the mother and child reunionIs only a motion away..."Little did I know how true it would turn out to be. Strange and mournful indeed.Although "42 </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/31530696465623118/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6662583&amp;postID=31530696465623118&amp;isPopup=true" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/31530696465623118" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/31530696465623118" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www2.cyg.net/~lisafortin/2008/10/strange-and-mournful-day.html" title="A strange and mournful day" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17852210475300930850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14652443852486985963" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662583.post-5602273780453227507</id><published>2008-10-24T17:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T17:54:44.545-04:00</updated><title type="text">OK, so I haven't entirely sworn off gift knitting...</title><summary type="text">Denim baby sweaterI have a lot of baby sweaters in my Ravelry queue because I find the cuteness just too darn hard to resist. (And as I have mentioned before, I have been surrounded by something of a baby boom in the last while.) I made Fawn Pea's Organic Guernsey for my friend Pauline at work, who's going on mat leave next week. This was a charming pattern, and to my great delight, it was </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/5602273780453227507/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6662583&amp;postID=5602273780453227507&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/5602273780453227507" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/5602273780453227507" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www2.cyg.net/~lisafortin/2008/10/ok-so-i-haven-entirely-sworn-off-gift.html" title="OK, so I haven&amp;#39;t entirely sworn off gift knitting..." /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17852210475300930850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14652443852486985963" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662583.post-1044098241197021258</id><published>2008-10-14T18:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T00:06:09.997-04:00</updated><title type="text">A belated tale of two scarves -- one :( and one :)</title><summary type="text">Sunday Market ShawlBack in August, I cast on a Sunday Market Shawl for my friend Margaret's birthday. She is allergic to most animal fibres, so I used a delightfully slinky, shiny synthetic yarn called Lang Opal in a lovely shade of  her favourite colour, yellow. (A colour which, much as I may like it, I simply cannot wear myself.) Let's call it "champagne." Anyway, I knit a rather long, wide </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/1044098241197021258/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6662583&amp;postID=1044098241197021258&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/1044098241197021258" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/1044098241197021258" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www2.cyg.net/~lisafortin/2008/10/belated-tale-of-two-scarves-one-sad-and.html" title="A belated tale of two scarves -- one :( and one :)" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17852210475300930850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14652443852486985963" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662583.post-1853181596280424294</id><published>2008-09-16T20:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T21:40:14.036-04:00</updated><title type="text">Pretty little one that I adore...</title><summary type="text">Cherie Amour and the giant tomatoTa-da! As I promised in a recent post, I have knit something for myself, and WOW does it feel good! I present to you: My Cherie Amour! It fits like a dream, if I do say so myself! And it had the most pleasant side-effect of putting the Stevie Wonder song into my head for pretty much the entire month I was knitting it... good thing I love that tune!And yes, it IS </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/1853181596280424294/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6662583&amp;postID=1853181596280424294&amp;isPopup=true" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/1853181596280424294" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/1853181596280424294" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www2.cyg.net/~lisafortin/2008/09/pretty-little-one-that-i-adore.html" title="Pretty little one that I adore..." /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17852210475300930850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14652443852486985963" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662583.post-8098747975744858649</id><published>2008-09-04T23:36:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T00:40:15.224-04:00</updated><title type="text">Happy end of summer!</title><summary type="text">Crab applesMy tomatoes are taking their sweet time ripening, but while I was on vacation last week, I picked these beauties off our Dolgo and turned them into crab apple jelly. Aren't they gorgeous? I also went to the St. Jacobs Farmers' Market, where I picked up a bunch of wonderful produce, including a LOT of basil, which I promptly turned into pesto. I also found a new quilt for my bed, which </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/8098747975744858649/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6662583&amp;postID=8098747975744858649&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/8098747975744858649" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/8098747975744858649" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www2.cyg.net/~lisafortin/2008/09/happy-end-of-summer.html" title="Happy end of summer!" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17852210475300930850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14652443852486985963" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662583.post-8069047273950992259</id><published>2008-08-19T23:56:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T00:11:51.899-04:00</updated><title type="text">The Ballad of Bill the Cat</title><summary type="text">I had been meaning to post about my friend Bill here for a while, then kind of forgot my intention as life got busy. Better late than never. Let me tell you the story of my friend Bill the Cat.Bill was a stray who hung around outside our house the last couple of months. When we first met him, he was terribly scrawny and beat up, but completely tame and very sociable. He would follow me and Derek </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/8069047273950992259/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6662583&amp;postID=8069047273950992259&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/8069047273950992259" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/8069047273950992259" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www2.cyg.net/~lisafortin/2008/08/ballad-of-bill-cat.html" title="The Ballad of Bill the Cat" /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17852210475300930850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14652443852486985963" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662583.post-3313019109649456908</id><published>2008-08-07T19:06:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T22:29:42.430-04:00</updated><title type="text">A hint for my downstream Knitty Summer Lover...</title><summary type="text">Shoelace bagI don't think the secret pal I was sending gifts to for the Knitty Summer Love swap, Knitting-Cat, has figured out my identity yet now that she's received her package, so I'm posting this picture of the bag I knit for her to try and help her out! Some of her other gifts are shown stashed inside.The pattern is Elisa's Nest Tote from the Purl Bee, knit with two skeins of purple Berroco </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/3313019109649456908/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6662583&amp;postID=3313019109649456908&amp;isPopup=true" title="5 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/3313019109649456908" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/3313019109649456908" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www2.cyg.net/~lisafortin/2008/08/hint-for-my-downstream-knitty-summer.html" title="A hint for my downstream Knitty Summer Lover..." /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17852210475300930850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14652443852486985963" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6662583.post-5879636532127862660</id><published>2008-07-23T18:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T18:23:23.203-04:00</updated><title type="text">Summer Lovin', Had me a blast...</title><summary type="text">Fleece Artist Suri BlueI participated in the Knittyboard Summer Love swap, and look at the gorgeous yarn my no-longer-secret-pal Crystal AKA Driver8 sent! This one is Fleece Artist Suri Blue. It's as soft as it is pretty. I've posed it with Rosy Returns daylily. She also sent this absolutely scrumptious Malabrigo Silky Merino in the Teal Feather colourway, as well as some Tazo chai, and a really </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/5879636532127862660/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6662583&amp;postID=5879636532127862660&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/5879636532127862660" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6662583/posts/default/5879636532127862660" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www2.cyg.net/~lisafortin/2008/07/summer-lovin-had-me-blast.html" title="Summer Lovin&amp;#39;, Had me a blast..." /><author><name>Lisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17852210475300930850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" name="OpenSocialUserId" value="14652443852486985963" /></author><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">1</thr:total></entry></feed>
