Before I just launch into another strange and perhaps absurd story, I’d like to thank everyone from the bottom of my heart for commenting / emailing / pre-ordering a book. I can’t possibly respond to every single comment, no matter how much I’d like to, but I wouldn’t want anyone to think that they’ve written to me in vain- Even if my time for blogging and corresponding via the internet may become seriously limited, I will still always read anything sent my way, and I’m trying my hardest to keep up with everyone else’s blogs. It’s no small task to keep tabs on almost 200 different blogs!
So anyway, I’m finding that the basics are the only thing that can be counted on in this transitional period. Even things that seem so obvious end up getting left behind, and it’s hard to compensate for their absence. Take for instance, potholders: Sure, you could always use a towel or your roommate’s clothing, (kidding!) but I don’t know about you, but fuzzy terry cloth bath towels and sweaty garments aren’t exactly conducive to good eating. That’s why despite earlier hesitation on my part, I’m now certain that my housewarming gift to a friend will come in handy. A month ago now, this friend moved out into a place of her own, and I sent her along with just this very kitchen staple, and a very fitting rendition if I do say so myself.
My only regret is not being able to visit before shoving off for school, and I can’t say for sure that they’ve been put to use yet. It’s the thought that counts, so even if my friend isn’t terribly interested in handling hot pots and pans with this gift, I’m just happy to give her a token that might be a reminder that I’m thinking of her. And if only I had been thinking about myself I might have remembered to grab my own set of potholders, in this exact pattern but in black and blue, I might have a few less unsavory meals, speckled with towel fuzz.
[Skull Holder pattern from The Happy Hooker]