New identity for my blog

It turns out that people do not appreciate drunken e-mails, or even moderately over the rainbow e-mails. So I think that I can send all those e-mails in a blog. and continue knitting. and ignore punctuation. and rant.
on my needles, a dishcloth, sort of trompe l'oiel tumbling blocks kind of dishcloth. I have decided to knit some small things 'cuz I have such severe ADD that I have trouble finishing ANYTHING. Hence a small thing, a dishcloth. Plus dishcloths make you smarter, because you get to think about construction. It is all good.
I taught someone to knit, and she has made such a good job of it, I am already jealous. Turns out she is a perfectionist, and hence wants to do everything perfectly, and then does. I have her on washcloths, this is my new concept. Usually your first project is a scarf, which is cool on one hand since you get to see the progression in your knitting, but at the end of it, you have a scarf with some seriously dreadful bits. Not to say that you may not make many things with dreadful bits, but it is a bit frustrating for your first project. With smaller projects, you can do a bad job, and save it, no, Honor it, as your first project. Then you can go on to your next washcloth, slightly better, and on to bigger and better things.
Knitting is good for learning to live with mistakes. Well, let us be honest, I am not known for my perfectionism, I am the queen of "good enough for Government Work", but that is not my fault. I read a book about building cathedrals in Medieval Europe, and the idea that 'Only god is perfect' was inculcated in my psyche early on, hey, I do not compete with the big guy. This also explains my half a sweater, ok, it might have been a good project but that I ran out of yarn. This is what happens when you experiment with waste yarn, you start to like it, then run out of yarn. Darn. Well, it is pink, but I plan to wear it occasionally, just to annoy my family, who are rather more perfectionist than I. Totally, do not get me started!