04/03/2006
Jam packed (and how I beat the SSS)
So I made it through 28 parent teacher conferences. How did I celebrate? One word- Whirlyball. 
For more information on this terrific sport, visit www.whirlyball.com. I knew I would have fun, but this was serious fun overload. And I have the bruises to prove it.
Saturday morning, after about 3 hours of sleep, I got up and wanted to knit. And even though this
was OH SO TEMPTING, I resisted and finished the Embossed Leaves socks. Done and done.
Here's Zoe showing her approval... 
I absolutely love these socks, although they are a smidge big for me. I think they may be more slippers than socks to wear in shoes. We'll see.
Since I'd finished the socks, I rewarded myself by beginning the Hourglass. Finally. I've been wanting to knit it since I first saw it in Last Minute Knitted Gifts last spring. 
I decided to do a contrasting edge. I don't love being a big fat copycat, but it was too great an idea to pass up. Here's a pic of the inside. 
I think it could be a bit neater, so I may rip it out and re-do the hem. I more or less threw it together because I wanted to make sure I'd like it before I got too far in.
So what is next? Besides finishing my Wobbly Circles tote (which I am determined not to do until April 15), I'm planning on doing some Jaywalking in a groovy pink varigated, and Orangina with Brown Sheep Cotton Fine in truffle. I also have some Cotton Fleece in Olivette that I might make the Somewhat Cowl out of, and then I have some more in Willow that I'm thinking might need to be the Ribby Shell from chicknits. I'm also trying to decide what I want to use to make Starsky... because I MUST have that sweater...
In the oven right now??? Yummy tart from Miss Ashley at doggedknits.com. Can't wait to dig into that...
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01/09/2006
The dog ate your homework...
Holy craptastic week, Batman. So, my week starts with my attorney calling to tell me that my soon to be ex is finally willing to settle (you mean we actually can go to court now???), but has decided that since his aunt gave it to us as a wedding gift, he wants the Kitchenaid mixer. Bear in mind, this man can barely make toast. Nice. Then, the dog comes down with some sort of ridiculous gastric parasite. She lost a pound. When you only have 7.5 pounds to start, a pound is pretty significant. So she spent a day being monitored at the vet, where she was xrayed, blood tested and given sub-cutaneous fluids (which made her feel like she had a 2 inch layer of jello between her skin and body) to the tune of $320.00. OUCH. I spent Thursday at home with her, feeding her a mixture of pedialyte, chicken baby food and low reside puppy dog food--with an occasional pepcid-AC thrown in for good measure. She is finally back to normal, and is maybe a pound heavier than when we started!! This morning, she was feeling especially sassy while I was grading papers. I looked down from the table and saw this: 
Sorry, kid, my dog ate your homework. Nice.
The good news is this: a) in less than 2 weeks (8 months after the whole catastrophe started) I will FINALLY be divorced, b) my mom is buying me a new Kitchenaid mixer, and I get to choose the color, and c) Dad booked he and me a cruise up the inside passage in Alaska this summer.
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