2 things really have me thinking today - It's kind of strange how personal our blogs are, and how lucky we are to be allowed into another person's life. Even though we try (for safety's sake) to keep most of the personal details out of our blogs, we still create this little universe where we, and those who read us, and those we read live.
Today, I'm doing my blog rounds, when I go over to Knit Sisters for my usual visit. Only to find that Ellen's and Alex's cat had a cat vs. car accident over the weekend. I cried over a cat that I didn't really know who belonged to people that I don't really know, but who's death I felt deeply. I'm still so sad for Ellen, it's horrible to lose a family member, and anyone who says "it's only a cat" completely doesn't understand.
Then, once recovered from that, I go on my daily visit to the Yarn Harlot who has attracted a nasty troll who feels it important to prove how isolated and idiotic he/she is by correcting Ms. Harlot's spelling, which isn't misspelling at all, but Canadian variations on a common language, which is dynamic and changing all the time. All one would need to do to prove this is to look back at newspaper articles from the late 1800's to see that what we would consider misspellings were common spellings of words. One I was recently was "As they passed threw town. . . . " - which completely "threw" me for a loop until I remembered my first (and probably best-learned) English lesson - the English language is changing all the time. I am constantly reminding myself of this when I see newspaper articles written today by someone who clearly needs to repeat English 101, or some of the things they do on TV these days.
OK, I'll stop the rant now - there is no knitting content today, as I've been pouting and not knitting (I know, it's weird) for the last couple of days.