Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Head Banging and other such adult things

Well it's anniversary week here at Snuzzleheim. Eleven years ago we were handfasted (several years before the legal marriage thing). An ancient Celtic (and Nothern European) tradition, handfasting is a marriage that lasts for a year and a day. After that time, the couple has the choice of continuing the relationship or walking away (I know, very watered down, but work with me here). Annually, Hubby and I recommit our handfasting and celebrate our anniversary by tacking on a day each year. We are up to eleven days. What do you do, you might ask. Very little housework and lots of play. For example:

Metallica - fantastic concert. Warm up acts not so great (I knit the foot and heel of a sock during them). However the main act was fan-freaking-tastic. Only managed 2 inches of the leg. I cried through a couple of songs. My eardrum is still sore, and I must be getting old because my neck was stiff the next day. By the way, I don't recommend headbanging while working with size 0 knitting needles, someone could lose an eye....

Here's the sock
STR in Fred Flintstone

Capital steps - Hilarious. Best way to spend election night.

Cleaned my office - stressful, but productive. My new computer should ship any day and school starts soon. I'll need to be able to find the top of my desk.

Rearranged the house. And I do mean house. Now I have a spot for my indoor garden. (Which is distinctly different than Hubby's garden.)

Worked on a new sock pattern. After 4 tries, I finally got something I like. Now to finish, photo, write and publish. Give me a couple of weeks. It will be up on Ravelry.

Can we fast forward through the holidays, cuz their stressing me out a bit. Perhaps I should make a list, and plan this whole thing we call holiday knitting....

Saturday, November 1, 2008

I was swallowed by my office...

no really. It jumped right out and swallowed me whole. Tonight hubby helped me excavate. It was a wreck. Still is. At least I can walk across the room now.

Hubby says this room is a mess because the rest of my life is so structured/scheduled/orderly that I need a space to say " Nope, not gonna do it, not gonna clean it, I get to make a mess". I'll take that. I'll try to post again soon. Many WIP's including a - ssshhhh - book. Yep, sock book. Patterns and all.