I have been super ass busy this week.

Why?

Becasue I got a job.

It's only a temp. But it is still a job.

Anyway.

I'm not dead. Just employed.

Three. It's the magic number.

So I'm working on that Dale of Norway sweater. It took me three tries to get the cuff right. As of last night, it's taken me three times to get the sleeve right. (knock on wood) What is it about Three? Why is it the magic number? Why is third time the charm? Will someone please explain this to me?

So I got a package yesterday from my SP. :D This makes me very happy. I found inside a few books:










Wooo! There's some fried food covered in gravy in my future! I can't wait.










And then a pretty candle. (I almost burned the house down already. Left it going. At least I think I did. Hubby hasn't yelled at me yet, so maybe I didn't.)
And then this:

Which is cool in it self.

But then you OPEN it and woo! Cooler stuff! :D Such pretty pretty things. It's makes me very happy. I have the best SP ever.

Romantic? Me? Never.

Tomorrow will mark one year in which my husband and I agreed to be partners in crime forever. One Year! Already! Holy Cow!

To celebrate, I took the cake out of the freezer, and grabbed the bottle of wine we bought on our honeymoon trip to NYC.

I thought about making lemon chicken, and garlic mashed potatoes (that was on the menu) but instead opted to juice 8 limes to make some Lime Chipotle-Honey steaks.

Tomorrow we'll be eating out at Corks. I'm very excited! Their food is super good.

She's dead Jim.

This week, my brother has been calling to see if I am dead. So far, not dead. But I think, today may be different. I may be dead when he calls.

I was feeling much better. I haven't had to take a vicaden all day yesterday or today. I am on the upward spiral.
Then I took the dog for a walk around the block. It's not a very big block. Now, I feel like I need to throw up and rip out my innards. All at once. I need my vicaden.

So, I am going to take my meds, and sit on the couch and knit baby hats on said meds. Hopefully they will turn out alright. The hats, not the meds.

Hot hot hot.

It's hot outside. So I am hiding inside, with the AC on. I went to the post office today, and that just about killed me. I still feel icky. And exhausted. I can do one thing, like load the dishwasher, then I have to sit down and rest. It sucks. I feel like I'm one hundred years old, and climbing the steps (all 8 of them) is like climbing mount Everest.

So. I took pictures of my knitting. Now I need to sit down again, so I'm uploading them. Go me. At this rate, I'll get the laundry done...Mm.... Never.

Here's Merey's diaper bag. I did similar to the bag I made for Tonia, but I didn't slip the stitches on the corners. So this one doesn't fold in quite as nice. I still like it. I hope she does too. It's made out of KnitPicks Wool of the Andes, double stranded in Violet and Hush. Can you tell where I learned I was twisting my stitches when I knit in the round? Well, I can. But she'll never know. I hope.




Next up is my Fuzzy Pink Muppet Sweater. After a weekend at the lake, I got a bunch done on it. I like it, it's going to be warm. But it won't do much for my girlish figure. It's boarding on the frumpy side. Maybe when I block it, it will make it a little less tube like. Who cares really. I still think I'm going to look like a big ol' muppet.


I started working on the socks for my hubby again. I was stuck because I was twisting my stitches, so do I finish, or frog. Plus, I wasn't sure of having enough yarn. So I put the sock on another needle, (I'd still like to knit about 2 inches before I switch to black for the toes) and started the second one. I figure I'll knit until I run out, or I'm even with the first sock. Any bets on which will happen first? I'm laying the money on running out of yarn. But... we'll see what happens.

The dog is driving me crazy today. I know it's becasue she's bored, but I'm not sure I can make it to the mail box and back, let alone take her for a walk.

Poor Puppy. I'm a bad doggie mommy.

Exploding Ovaries

So, apparently my left ovary exploded sometime earlier this week. Which is why I've been in such pain, and why I've been to the doctor 3 times in the last 3 days. Ugh. I can't get anything done, because as soon as I start to move, my side hurts. So I've been knitting. Which is nice, but I haven't been able to take pictures yet of what I've done. :P I finished Merey's diaper bag. I think I may need to toss the handle in the wash just one more time. Then it will be perfect.

Oh, and I put some yarn up on eBay. I got it in a swap off the knitty board. But I didn't like how the yarn was working up in the project I had planned for it. So in hopes of making a little bit of money, so I can buy more yarn, I'm trying to sell it.

*thump*

That was me, falling off the wagon.

I stopped into my LYS today. Not the one I bitched about the other day. The other one. The one that's located right next door to a tattoo shop. Anyway. I stopped in to look for yarn for my SP. I got a pattern for a little shug/jacket thing, that I think will work great for that cork I bought awhile back. I was doing so well. Pattern for yarn I already have. Then I stopped by the sale bin. Half off sock yarn. So I bought 4 skeins of Kroy. 2 in white and 2 in blue. But really, I got those four for the price of two. So really, if you look at it, I got a free pair of socks. Plus, sock yarn doesn't count. The Yarn Harlot said so. So it must be true. She wouldn't lie.....Right? She's Canadian. And as far as I know, Canadians don't lie.

Ebay=The devil. Any questions?

Somebody buy this before I do. I also want two of these and, maybe some of this too. I've been very good. I haven't bought any yarn for over a month. Well, I did buy some for my SP. But that doesn't count, because it's not for me, and went out in the mail today. So there. Anyway, where was I....Oh yea. Stating the fact that I haven't bought yarn since June 3rd! Let me tell you, it's killing me! I've been very good at knitting with the yarn I have. I even wound some of it so I could work on projects. But, I miss opeing a box and petting new yarn.
Maybe I should have my hubby box some yarn up and send it to me. That way it would be a surprise, and I could pet it. It does help that my SP sends me yarn. I got some lovely Luna that I'm petting. I don't know what to turn it into, so I'm just petting it.

Yea.... so. Um...

I got nothing really.

Stupid people

So I really really want one of these knitting bags. It's from Namaste Needles. I've got some of their glass needles. Lovely. Just lovely. Anyway. Back to my story. One of the LYS is listed as being a retail location. Cool. I thought. I don't remember seeing any of their things. I'll just call ahead. Yeah. I asked if they carried the Namaste Knitting messenger bag. So told me they had "two old bags" but not any patterns by Namaste. I said... No. The messenger bag. I'm looking for the bag. Nope. No patterns by namaste. ggrrr... Do I stutter? Did I not make myself clear enough? This is why I shop on the interweb. Because I get what I want. Not people offering me patterns from another company.

Anyway....

I was going to post a picture of my sweater, but I never took a picture of it today. Oh well. Tomorrow then I guess.

Rock Star

So.

We partied like rock stars friday night. We didn't get to bed until 4 am.
Saturday, I felt alot like a dead rock star. Reaminated. But not very well done of a job.

Ugh. I still feel yucky today.

We hit the Body worlds exebit on sat, which was fun. And I saw a movie about beavers. Weee! Bevears.

Yeah.

Too old for this. Way too old.