(But FIRST – Heeyyyyyy, Cheryl!!!! *muah* miss you!)
To all those who have left comments on my blog since, I don’t know… November?… thank you, and I am so sorry that they all went unacknowledged. They went unacknowledged because they went unseen. I just switched to the new Blogger today, whereupon I discovered that I had some comments! Somebody is reading this! A few somebodies, in fact. I don’t know why they wouldn’t show up on the old Blogger, but it brightened my day to read the happy notes and weed them out from the other fifty comments, which were ads for car insurance, home foreclosures, secret shopping (which, I think, should remain a secret, whatever it is), the ubiquitous Viagra, and, my personal favorite, a 4-page long spam that began thusly: “You have a riveting web log and undoubtedly must have atypical & quiescent potential for your intended readership. May I suggest that you do everything in your power to honor your encyclopedic/omniscient/Designer/Architect as well as your revering audience.” From Professor someone or other. I would like to publicly implore this person to 1. get a dictionary and 2. lay off the thesaurus and the crack rocks. I would also like to publicly thank you, Dear Audience, for revering me. *snort*
Thankfully, I can at least say that there is rhyme and reason to my long absences / flakiness, and that I am not just an overbaked (half baked?) pot pie. Also, I have come to believe that high school drama is contagious; as a high school teacher, I have caught a healthy helping of the (non-work related) drama virus. Oh, how I wish I could get rid of it. I will spare everyone the details – and spare myself the embarrassment of divulging those aspects of my personal life – and simply say that my life is looking like a very shuffled domino boneyard just now. Who knows what f*cking numbers will come up next. And, in the midst of all this madness, I find myself 15 weeks pregnant. Yeah, baby. Literally.
So, knitting. What knitting? I still need to post pictures of the Wino Scarf, so here is a moderately crappy close-up of the stitches to keep this from being an entirely pictureless post in the meantime. At least you can see the colors, if nothing else worth looking at (God, why do I sound like Eeyore?! I’m even annoying myself today.). I also haven’t been reading, fountain pen ogling, or shopping (much) lately, but I am slowly trying to morph back into myself. I finally managed to get to the 100-page mark in a book – the first time I’ve managed to get that far in any book in months, which is saying a whole lot about my recent state of mind. A few days ago, it occurred to me that if John Irving couldn’t cure me of my reading anorexia, nobody could, so I picked up a copy of The World According to Garp. Why, WHY didn’t I think of him sooner? BIG duh. Irving is like chicken soup to me, and just what I needed. If you’ve never read him, may I suggest Cider House Rules or – my favorite! – A Prayer for Owen Meany.
As for shopping, knitting related anyway, I am waiting for the Sushi Wallet kit from Pick Up Sticks, along with a couple of hat patterns for bambino-on-the-way. Non-knitting related, a T-shirt I have wanted for MONTHS: wasabi, anyone? Hee hee. I will still be able to fit into it for at least another month. Also, more books to fill my already glutted shelves: Bitter is the New Black, The Book of Answers (because I need some and this looks more elegant than a Magic 8 Ball), and Guards! Guards!.
Have barely touched the ill-fated Jaywalker with the ominous hole that I need to SEW UP ALREADY. Today, the plan is to start a Clapotis, finally! I’m on spring break, so the most logical thing to do is to start more projects rather than finish the old ones… also, I think I might start a toy from Jess Hutch’s (discontinued) book for my son (speaking of that book, I read on the knittyboard last night that it sold on ebay for $122.50! D@mn. And it’s never leaving my greedy, hot little hands.). All this, of course, is if I can put down both Garp and the Sudoku game that I have been addicted to for the last four days. It was a Christmas present. Thank God I left it in a dark corner of the office, unopened, until now, because it effortlessly sucks up time in its not-getting-anything-worthwhile-accomplished black hole universe. Had I opened it in December, who knows how many hours (days!) I would have lost by now! But I. Can’t. Stop. My best time so far for finishing a puzzle (Advanced, Level 1) has been 4 minutes, 51 seconds, which, so far, has secured my spot as the undefeated Sudoku champion in my house. Yessssss.