Kiss My Knits!

Rodent species thought extinct for 11 million years is alive and well.

What an amazing world we live in.

The school break doesn’t start tomorrow. It starts on the 24th. I had two more weeks to work through problems on the bag. I didn’t need to rush it out.

Also, I couldn’t find my good wrist brace, since I haven’t worn it in years. Therefore, I had to get a crappy one from Eckerd’s, and the thumbhole is too small, so it cuts off circulation. ARGH! STUPID PINK BAG!

I’m avoiding knitting this morning, but may try this afternoon. As a rule, knitting doesn’t really bother my wrists, although typing does sometimes, so I’m signing off.

Oh, and I’m TOTALLY breaking my two week coffee free spell today and going venti mocha all the way, baby!

I’ve put some Cherry Tree Hill yarns (sorry, no sock yarns) up for sale on . Post here.

The yardage on these is crazy, and the dye job is gorgeous. It’s a good deal for someone looking for a good amount of yarn for cheap.

Pink Bag of Doom… now with 100% more Crappiness!

Someone posted this link in . Why they posted it there, I don’t know, since it has nothing to do with yarn or knitting.

This may be one of those things everybody already knows about, but I didn’t, and man is it cool.

http://www.owlsprings.com/chalk/ChalkIndex.html

Info here and here.

Much as I’d like to contribute to the overthrow of a government, as we did on March 8th in 1917, I’ll be spending the day at home, taking care of my sick daughter instead. Even though I can’t be out there with you, have fun storming the castle, sisters, and I’ll see you all for the rest of Women’s History Month!

I made Odessa for a friend. FO pics and notes below, to remind myself when I want to do this again.

So I went looking again for the pants, and couldn’t find any. For the record, it’s the “tall” that’s an issue, not the “big.” Bearing in mind that 6’2″ is apparently freakishly tall for clothing, I thought I’d come home and look at the khakis my husband already had and be sure that he was remembering the length right.

The khakis in his closet, that he hadn’t tried on but thought might be too small, are exactly the size he’s sending me out for. He already has the exact pair of pants he needs.

He so owes me.

I finally set up my Dragonrealms e-mail to forward to booboomonkey mail. This means that I don’t have to wrestle with AOL to retrieve info on new releases, upcoming events, planned player massacres, etc. I hated being out of the loop.

Turned away from the house on my walk home today and added another half mile or so to the route, which was nice. So far I’m being pretty good about doing it even when I really, really would rather be home in bed. Now if I could just be as vigilant about actually getting to sleep at a reasonable hour. The iPod helps keep me from going batty with boredom on the walks. In college, I used to walk everywhere, just enjoying the scenery and being in the moment. Now I think about how much else I have to do. The music (or sometimes audiobook) does help me be more in the moment. A couple of years ago when I was running, the real reason I started running was because a two mile brisk walk on hilly streets didn’t feel challenging anymore, but I didn’t want to add more time to my walk because it was already taking plenty long enough. Maybe if I were more awake, though, I wouldn’t be dragging like this.

Side note: I first wrote “book on tape” for “audiobook” up there, then realized that I was dating myself. Eh, I can be quaint in my old age, I reckon.

Pulled out the DVDs of The Tick last night. Chalk this up as another “why did Fox cancel this show?” series. If you haven’t seen it, you should. Freakin’ hilarious. How can you cancel a show with lines like “Gravity is a harsh mistress”?

Part of today will be spent working on Jayne hats from 1/14. There are several from that date, so that’ll stay steady for the next few days.

The bulk of today, though, will be spent looking for khaki pants for my husband. Sunday I exhausted the resources at the local mall with no luck. Apparently he’s just barely too tall for the regular section of the store, and barely too short for the big and tall section. He’s aroud 6’2″ or 6’3″, which isn’t that odd, so I don’t get the problem. In fairness, he has finally admitted that he can’t fit into his old pants anymore, so maybe the new size is just very popular. He’s overweight, but not obese, so I imagine a lot of tall guys are in the same boat.

All I know is that it’s irritating to sort through every pair of pants in a store because the clerks don’t realize that they don’t have his size. However, he needs them by tomorrow, so I’m off to examine men’s pants. But not in a fun way.