"Like many human beliefs, the fear of Friday the 13th (known as paraskevidekatriaphobia) isn't exactly grounded in scientific logic. But the really strange thing is that most of the people who believe the day is unlucky offer no explanation at all, logical or illogical." [
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"Fridays, for example, are hailed as a particularly significant day in the Christian tradition. Obviously, there is Good Friday, the day Jesus Christ was crucified. But according to Christian lore, Adam and Eve also supposedly ate the forbidden fruit on a Friday, the Great Flood started on a Friday, the builders of the Tower of Babel were tongue-tied on a Friday and the Temple of Solomon was destroyed on a Friday." [
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"The association of Friday the 13th with being unlucky is popularly linked with the
Knights Templar, and the date of Friday, October the 13th, 1307 CE." [
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Ok all you
Da Vinci Code fans, that should sound familiar to you. I will always think fondly of this day because I wrote one of my most kick-ass papers in college about the folklore surrounding Friday the 13th. I think sometimes that I would have liked to have been a cultural anthropologist; I just love folklore and retracing the path of modern superstition and icon meaning. Maybe a 2nd Bachelors degree pops? Did I just hear you faint off you desk all the way back in Fresno?
I'm off track. Imagine that. It's been a LOOOONNNNGGGG week and I am totally fried from 7-11 coffee, tired because my roommates cat was yowling at my door last night (hey by the way, we have a new cat!), feeling gross because I've eaten fast food 2 days in a row, and REALLY wanting it to be the 5pm so I can LEAVE and go drink Margaritas with the girls in Pacifica tonight. I kill me.
Old Navy, thee art a goddess! Look at this great bag:
for only $24.50! Must... resist.... handbags.....
Speaking of Old Navy, they are already advertising for the 4th of July. WTF man? I HATE when companies start advertising SO DAMN EARLY for Holidays. Now I'm sitting here, wishing that July 4th was oh, next weekend... so I could be sitting up at Fish Camp, knitting away, and oh yeah, demanding a re-match in what was a humuliating loss to my sister in Rau vs. Rau arm wrestling last year.
Back to the purpose of this blog. I finished the Star-Gazer socks last night! yay! and cast on right away for bro's new socks. I love him - the Irish Hiking Scarf I gave him for Christmas is one of his favorite things he owns! In other news, I went and checked out
Commuknity a few days ago. Boy, do they have a lot of Rowan in there! Nice store, very boutique-y... I felt like I should be getting a pedicure or having some hot stones on my back while I browsed. In a good way!
My intention was to buy 1 ball of Rowan Denim to edge my
Arabella tank (1 ball down! WOO!), but of course, like any normal knitter I walked out of there a few goodies I really didn't need. First, I caved and bought
Rowan 37 [hangs head in shame]. I like a few of the patterns:
Kitsch :: Wicker :: Hike :: Charley :: Marthabut really now, when am I actually going to get to these?
I also got some Art Yarns Ultramerino 8, in this
colorway to make a larger version of
this little Satchel as a belated Mother's Day Gift. That's why I love my mom: She knows my gift will be 6 weeks late but she loves me anyway. What a gal!
That's my mama. Excuse the crappy quality, it's a photo of a photo. That was taken my Junior year of college when I was President-elect of the sorority, and I found out earlier that day we were $50,000 in debt and bawled my eyes out. She looked at me and goes, "Delia, if there is anyone in the world that can get these girls out of this shit it's you. Let's go get a bottle of wine". I love her.
Have a good weekend. Salute!
