Zakka. This is a new concept for me, or perhaps to be more accurate, a new term for a concept I understand. I like the idea of "seeing the savvy in the mundane" (from Wikipedia). I like household items that have a little kitsch to them, yet also improve my outlook, my life (paraphrased from same source. Can you tell I’m gearing up for teaching 18-year olds how to cite sources. They should not follow my example here. But, let’s all remember to cite our sources, shall we?)
Zinnia. My Lendrum DT spinning wheel. She longs for me to spend more time with her, and we have such fun when I do, yet…I don’t spend enough time with her. Blogless Sara called yesterday to tell me that her new spinning wheel had been delivered. I’ll be stopping by to meet her before SnB tonight. Maybe I’ll do more spinning now that one of my BFFs is spinning, too.
Zoos. I despise them. Some are nicer than others, I’ll admit, but usually I get depressed and want to free the animals.
Zebras. I once saw one in Southampton, NY. I was on a long bike ride and some really weathy people had a collection of exotic animals in their yard. I stopped, in shock that there was a freakin’ zebra right there on the other side of a fence from me, in real life, for reals. He let me pet his nose, and I was really excited. So even though I despise zoos, I sometimes like to see those exotic animals up close.
Zed. The end. The Encyclopedia of an Ordinary Golightly is fini.
Last night I visited the lovely Melanie for some baby loving and knitting. Her kids? Not only adorable, but smart and funny, too. My neices and nephews are all big kids now, and man, it’s fun to be around little ones. Melanie and I exchanged e-mails before she moved to the area, and I kind of knew she’d be fun to hang out with, and I was right. Best part? She lives just down the road from me. What with Blog-free Kim around the corner and Science-Teacher-Janet (we still like her even though we’re English majors, right BF Kim?) down the street, and Blogless Cae up the road a piece, and Blogless Sara a hop and skip away, I’m starting to feel like the per capita knitter stats for the area must be rising rapidly. And I don’t even know the half of it, I’m sure!
I don’t want to seem like a comment ho, but there needs to be about 10 or so on each post to reach that magical 2,000th comment on the 300th post…