It's happened to pretty much everyone.  Company is coming over for dinner, you're creating a disaster zone in the kitchen desperately trying to pull everything together last minute and "oh no!" - You forgot one of the ingredients at the store, maybe you just didn't have as much as you thought, or something met an unfortunate wilted or otherwise "expired" demise in the refrigerator that you weren't aware of.

Regardless of how you ended up in this culinary crisis, improvising is always a handy skill for any cook. However, there are limitations... You really should keep substitute ingredients in the realm of food, and not say, Plymouth Mushishi!

In a last minute attempt to provide a free noodle appetizer along with today's deal, Dizzy decided to venture a little too far across the line of creative cooking. Lacking actual noodles - well, let's just say if you are even brave enough to ever eat something Dizzy made, today I suggest you skip the "delishoush noodles". They're a little too wooly for my taste...

Can sheep cough up hairballs like cats?

Apparently the name "Dizzy" was deemed unsuitable for consideration to name the new room in the International Space Station.

NASA was concerned this name would put a negative spin on the mood of the room and the astronauts who are already challenged enough to remain upright (whichever direction that is in space). I suppose this is a fair and valid point; my stomach makes a half orbit just thinking about floating upside down and being asked to go retrieve something from the "Dizzy Room".

I am a little upset though; I don't think a sheep has ever had the opportunity to travel into space, nor has there been nearly enough research done on zero gravity knitting and spinning.  I think as long as it's alright with Stephen Colbert, the room can be named Colbert, but it should be turned into a space station yarn shop with Thursday night sit and knit.

No, I'm not made out of Mission Falls 1824 Cotton. That wouldn't even make sense, cotton doesn't come from sheep!

Apparently I've been labeled a "hazard" and in an effort to keep me out of trouble, today I get to be tied up.

I'm sure this has something to do with yesterday's little tiger incident. Honestly they were really quite friendly, nothing happened! I mean even after I panicked and opened the gate to get away allowing them to escape into the zoo... sure there was lots of screaming and people running around, but no one got hurt. You know what? All of that drama simply resulted in the tigers knocking over an ice cream stand and quietly lapping up delicious frozen treats!

Then of course I get scolded, the zoo operations manager asks us to leave and never come back, BlaaAAa BlaaAAaa, BlaaAAaaa...

You know, people just need to calm down around here. It was an accident, really! It might have looked like I happily leaped over the fence into the tiger pit, but I assure you I tripped and fell. I should be pampered for making it through such a frightful ordeal!

Judging by the dirty looks I'm getting from everyone here, I can see they don't share the same sentiment. What are you going to do about it huh? I'm already tied up. Oooo, big scary roll of tape!

MMM! mm mmmm mmmm!  mmm.....

Dizzy!  I told you not to go play with the animals!

But they're so cute and fuzzy...

I turn around for two seconds, and you're off like some crazy animal documentary host frolicking with a pile of tigers. Unbelievable! It's settled, we're getting you a leash.

Oh come on! Wait... did you say tigers??

Yes Dizzy! Those are tigers.

I... I thought they were strange looking sheep, like some kind of distant relative. They're so fuzzy and have a special gold shimmer!

No, they're not sheep. The description over here says "species: S. Charles Tigris".

Oh my!  Oh my gosh! Are they friendly? What do they eat?

Judging by the sign that indicates no people and what surprisingly looks like a sheep, I'd say they aren't friendly. According to the description, they originated in Italy and diet is "carnivorous / varied".

Ok stay calm, stay calm. Good kitties, nice kitties! You've been fed recently, right??

A white fluffy Dizzy!

That's right, through the miracle of high end salon products and the skilled old hands of a stylist named Maria, I'm back and brighter than ever!

I was asked to recap what I learned through this difficult trial. At first I thought maybe this was a lesson that leprechauns are actually not all fun and games, and may be part of an underground group conspiring against all of the colors other than green. Especially red, being a complimentary color.

Then I decided the real lesson is I'm glad I don't have to pay the salon bill, because let me tell you - Maria is not cheap! Not to mention the box full of products required to remedy my lovely wool. Though management did say something about garnishing my wages, is that like a going out to dinner at a restaurant with fancy plates kind of thing?

So now that the snow is gone, Spring has returned to us in all of it's slightly warmer than freezing glory, and my wool is the only white fluffy stuff around, (at least that's not in the atmosphere), who decided to run Mountain Colors Winter Lace??  Oh I bet it was that silly gargoyle...  He's always playing with people's emotions!

Well, more delayed I suppose...

No one is here today except me. Funny story really, everyone was all excited for the first day of Spring and woke up to a nice fluffy layer of snow! Not to mention it was cold too...  So of course they're all home "sick" today or some nonsense.

Personally I think they're all being silly, moping around like I swooped in and stole their favorite kitten. Hey, I only did that once and eventually gave it back! I mean when you live in the North East, you have to expect this kind of teasing by Mother Nature. Just cause she throws you a nice day here and there to get your hopes up for putting away the Winter Wardrobe and opening the windows, doesn't mean you won't be scraping your car windshield on day numero uno of Spring!

Anyway, my heart isn't all cold and made out of a stone... I tried to get another discount going for celebrating the continued winter. No one seemed amused by the idea though! Honestly I don't see why.

Besides, it was warmer today! Overreacting I tell you...

No! I don't want to talk about it.

Look, I didn't come with fiber care guidelines... do you see a tag sticking off of me anywhere?

People bleach their hair! I didn't think it would be different - how was I supposed to know you can't bleach wool? Now you can see my skin where the wool dissolved and fell out!

What do you mean hair bleach isn't even the same as household bleach?? Hydrogen Perox-what?  Ugh, I said I don't want to talk about it!

Fine, I'll calm down. For the record though, I refused to do a picture today. It's not my fault no one else was available. Where are they anyway? Out to lunch?? Oh come on, you've got to be kidding me. You got me here on purpose just so you could take this terribly embarrassing picture!

Alright happy thoughts, smiles, happy thoughts... happy like Plymouth Happy Feet DK.

My wool will grow back, right??

Pst!  Hey!  I'm over here behind the Lana Grossa Colore. Yeah, I'm feeling a little sheepish today thanks to my green dye job. Words like "semi" and "permanent" don't really register when you're all excited to do something fun and festive, you know?  

And honestly I really would have thought semi permanent just meant "slightly more difficult to wash out"...  as in lather, rinse, repeat. Ah well, hopefully I'll be back to normal in a few days... the more you know!

So all of the leprechaun pot of gold talk yesterday got me thinking about the legendary Golden Sheep again. No, I'm not talking about that cute little Daily Dizzy Deal icon at the top of the page. I'm convinced the Golden Sheep is real and some kind of treasure! According to a few obscure references and scattered accounts, a strange Golden Sheep occasionally appeared during specific points in history.

I've been jotting down some notes on my theories, but I can't seem to find them...