Into The Thick of It

My top 10 right now.

I'm having one of those days that is wearing me down, physically and emotionally, so instead of sliding into the deep dark slimey pit, I'm going to list 10 things that I love, right now. 

1. I love that I have a cat named Zazzles.  This of course leads me to my love of Sheldon, which in turn leads me to my love of The Big Bang Theory, but I'm going to only count this as one, because well - Zazzles is my kitty, and she deserves a big #1.

2. I love these three adorable kittens that Zazzles had.  They are starting to become more mobile and adventurous and so. darn. cute.  I mean seriously, Pumpkin could win awards!  He's so fuzzy - or to quote one of my favorite movies - "It's so fluffy I'm gonna die!!" .

3. I love music.  I realize that I still (even living on 'my own' and having the ability and time to choose my own) worry about what other people think about my music choices.  Yesterday morning, I watched CMT on tv for a little while.  And seriously, Keith Urban?  Hot and talented.

4. I love my new TV. Thank you, brother of mine.

5. I love tea.  Jasmine Mint Green is my favorite right now, but I really don't turn my nose up at much!

6. I love my kid.  I realize that this appears that she is pretty far down on the list, but that's not really true.  We have had a rough few days though.  And I still love her.  I'm lucky to be her mom.

7. I love learning. I know that I don't have as much education or articulate as clearly as some others do, but I do love to learn new things.  I'm reading a book on philosophy right now, and it's so good.  I would be reading book 3 of my series that I mentioned in my last post, alas, I accidentally ordered it in German, so I have to wait and get it in English. (Talk about a duh moment - I don't speak a lick of German except to bless people when the sneeze.)

8. I love that I have good things coming up.  I don't like that I can't spill the beans yet, but I do like that I have a secret worth keeping. :) Stay tuned for more on that.

9. I love that my birthday is coming up.  This is sort of a love/hate thing, to be honest.  My age is going to be precariously close to a BIG one.  Yikes!  But I do love having a birthday.  At least I survived another year!

10. I love Rock Band and Guitar Hero.  Yes, I realize that I am old enough to have a BIG birthday coming up.  I'm not a teen or a preteen or some pimply guy who lives in his mother's basement.  I'm a single mom with two cats and moderate musical ability in 'real life'.  However, I love that game.  I love the challenge of it, and the songs on it, and the whole nine yards.  I can't wait to play it again.  (Amanda and I often play together, which is very fun.)

You know, I could probably come up with 10 more now that I'm on a roll.  This exercise proved helpful.  So now I'm going to go play Rock Band and not care if I like the song that is country or poppy or anything else weird - I'm just going to enjoy!

What happened to my bed?!

Mel hasn't been feeling great the last few days; she has a tooth coming in, and it has been affecting her ear and balance and she sometimes feels really nauseated and like she is going to pass out.  This is no fun to watch, and I'm sure in her case, no fun to experience.  So last night, she went to sleep in my bed, because she was just feeling icky.  

I didn't understand the full consequences of this decision. 

Observe Illustration.

1. This is the halfway point (approximately) of my full sized bed.

2. This is the amount of space that was actually split.  See how little my share of the space is? And see how I am sharing it with a 12 and a 9 pound cat with me? I'm just getting started, people.

3. This is my adorable, 48-pound daughter's pillow.  Her head should be in the middle of it, in my opinion, and the rest of her should be aligned properly below said middle. 

4. This is my pillow.  What you cannot see in the wonderful artwork (*sense sarcasm*) is that I normally sleep with two pillows.  That red pillow?  It's mine.  My kid stole it.

5.  That is Taz.  He's about 12 or 13 pounds, I'd say. And he stretches out, and lays half upside down so that his chin is in the air.  His front paws were actually stretched up across my arm that was tucked in under my head, and his back paws were pushed into my lower stomach.  He was purring, so he must have been comfortable.  

6.  That is Zaz. (Zazzles.) She is about 8 or 9 pounds, and with kitten.  She is laying on top of my thigh, and her head is flat down, chin on me, belly on me - and her legs are hanging over the sides of my legs - like a smooshed fly.  It was like she just gave out, and her legs dangled in the air.  I was impressed by her balance, truthfully.  However, this meant that I could not move my legs.

7. This is my child's elbow.  It is in the back of my head.  And she doesn't sleep peacefully, so she oftentimes jerks and moans, and sometimes that elbow hits me between the shoulder blades, or sometimes she just jabs me with it out of nowhere.  Elbows are deadly.

8.  This is my child's size 12 foot.  It is planted firmly up my buttocks.  (Refer to #7 for reference to jerks.)

9. This is the unused portion of the bed.  There could be human feet there.  Or cats.  Instead, what you can't see, is that ALL of the blankets are there.  They have been taken away and tossed by the girl child.

10.  These are my feet.  They are completely asleep, because I can't move my legs.

This is how I spent approximately 6 hours.  I wasn't asleep, note you.  I just laid there, if that is what you can call it.  

*Sigh*

Life with Melanie is NEVER boring!

A noble pursuit

I've often thought about what I'd like to do with my life. (Because you know, I don't really "DO" anything right now.)

When I was in highschool, I was going to do something with music. Performance, perhaps, or teaching. I thought also of musical psychology, or something else in a psychology field. I've thought about majoring in languages - French, Spanish, Japanese (the last one was rather fleeting). I thought about doing something with a degree in graphic design, which still niggles back and forth in my brains sometimes. I want to do something that will be fulfilling (my word for the year) and also help others.

This morning, I've figured it out.

I'm going to figure out what the hell is going on inside a cat's brain.

Think about it: the untold depths will be finally demystified!

Here are my current reasons for my new-found passion.

Sunny & Butch.

Butchy. Isn't he sweet?

Sundance. Awwww....

Butch. What a Christmas miracle!

Sunny and his new girlfriend, Victoria, in their cozy home-away-from-home. (Melanie does NOT love this, for what it's worth.)

Butch and Brian. Butch, especially, just wants some peace and quiet. Dangit.

Melanie & Sunny. He would like to stop the photo ops so he can rest with his girl.

See? They're SO sweet! They're wonderful. They're....

This is so wrong. These cats are delightful for about 3/10 of the day. The rest of the time they are PURE. EVIL.

I can't catch the evil on film. I think that's one of their mystic cat-powers that I'd like to discover.

They're terrors. They're spazzes. They're so...catty!!

I don't understand it, really. You'd think that when their humans are up and about and happy and energetic, they'd like to join in the partay and do their kitty thang at the same time. (I think right there is my first mistake - we are not their humans. They just live with us and make us think that they like us in order to get the good kibble.)

These boys though, if there is activity of any human sort, run and hide. Butch will go right under the couch. Sunny will hide behind the blinds in one of the windows.

However, when the humans calmo-relaxo, and it's time for quiet and peace, these guys decide that that is for the birds.

Birds? What? Where? RUN!!!

(See?! They're rubbing off on me!)

Our Christmas tree? It has been a cat playground. The bottom half of it is bare naked. The tree skirt looks like a rag in a pile. We have ornaments all over the house, and we'll probably find them by sometime around Halloween.

Their food bowl? It's not a bowl. It's just a vessel for them to empty all over my kitchen floor. Their water bowl? It's just a place for Butch to insert his paw, and consistently and repeatedly fwap out the water into the food bowl, so that the 5 pieces of kibble that are left in the bowl are all turned to mush, which neither of them will eat. They will sit there beside the bowl and meow at me until I empty it, wash it, and refill it with fresh kibble, so that they can dump and then mushify the new stuff.

Brian's new bathrobe? Totally Butch's bed.

My new basket? Totally Sunny's new resting place.

Melanie's everything? It's just an excuse for them to place their fuzzy butts and or paws on it all.

Butch is a dandy. He doesn't like to be mussed or fussed. He wants everything just in place, and doesn't like it when his way isn't had. He's long-legged with a perfect white bow-tie mustache. However, he snores and growls in his sleep and talks back like he thinks he's human.

Sunny is a big orange fuzzy meatloaf. He is like Al Bundy with a tail. He farts and sits with his legs wide open and eats all the live long day. He has to weigh 20 lbs.He looks at you with slitted eyes because he's too lazy to open them all the way up...unless there is perhaps bacon involved.

Some days, I want to string them up. They make me CA-razy! Then they go and do something cute.

And then I realize - they're just like me. They've got their quirks. Their weird times of day, and their normal times of day. They are sometimes lovable, sometimes annoying. They need loved up, and they need disciplined.

They need a Valium.

I guess in order to understand these guys, I need to probably understand myself a little more.

Ha! I just laughed out loud. Good luck to me!

It ' s morning...with other good news thrown in...

It's 7:03 EST.

That would be, 7:03 AM EST.

7:03. Seven oh three. In the MORNING!!

People who know me know that this is an event of significant note. While I am not always asleep at 7:03, I am very rarely vertical.

Not only am I vertical, I am showered. With face washed and ready for makeup, which is laid out in the bathroom ready to use after it de-steams in there. And I have my clothes picked out. And I'm considering starting the tea kettle (it may be TOO early for that mess!).

If we're going to brag and be all forthright and stuff here, I would have to say that I would have been here at 6:48 except Clevis (my friendly neighborhood laptop) was having a difficult time starting up this morning as I shut him all the way down last night in sheer frustration with WordPress. And then there was the other incident involving Sunny attacking my towel-clad head as I sat down on the couch because he was terrified and frightened.

So was I after I dislodged the cat from atop the towel that my head was wrapped in. It got rather dicey.

Especially for 6:fortysomething in the morning!

Now, I have to go ahead and admit that I didn't plan to get up this early. My alarm was not set to go off for 23 more minutes. But even 7:30 would have been a feat of monumental proportions for me. Mornings and I, we are not best friends forever. They are closely akin to a routine colonoscopy to me. Something intrusive and necessary with a lot of prep and not in the least desirable.  I've decided to try to change my view on them. (Mornings, not colonoscopies. There are limits to the madness.) Especially since they come every day and are rather an important part of life.

Last night I didn't sleep well at all. I read (I'm re-reading Blue Smoke by Nora Roberts, one I've read at least 4 times before, and I also read some more of The Gifts of Imperfection by Brené Brown). I listened to a little music (this time it was nature sounds instead of tunes because I was sincerely trying to sleep instead of just relax). All of this was to no avail. Sleep was not my friend.

So, I thought.

There are a few things that I have been pondering as of late because there are changes in my life that need to be made. Some of them are not ready for public consumption. Some of them I will be slowly revealing here on the old bloggeroo. This is, after all, supposed to be my journey "Into the Thick of It", "It" being life with my thoughts and family and cats and work and the stuff that makes up who I am. If I can't be me here, then where can I be me?

One of the things that I *need* to do is to get up before everyone else. Not because I love mornings (heaven forbid the thought!), but because...I am hesitant to admit this...but...

OnceIamawakethisiswhenIdomybestthinking.

I hate even admitting that. But it's true.

Once I am awake, this IS when I do my best thinking.

Not my best creative work, per say. Heaven knows that my conversation is not at it's peak yet. I am not going to start scrubbing floors or rotating laundry (although that may become part of the whole here eventually).  I am probably not the easiest to be around other people yet, because my errm....charmingly rough edges have not worn down yet this early in the morning.

This early in the morning though, I am just by myself and my thoughts. I am more honest with myself. More optimistic and realistic. More prepared to make changes and kick my willpower into overdrive. More able to sit with the blank canvas of the day and make a list (or five). More able to step back and see what needs to change - not only for THIS day or THIS week, but for THIS woman. I don't know why it has to be this time of day, but it's time that I admit that for me, it is. If I wait much later than this, like when everyone else is up and moving too, these thoughts get crowded out and buried in the rubble of the day.

I'm tired of my thoughts being buried.

So, here are my random thoughts for today. And here's hoping that tomorrow I will have more (at this time of the day again!).

1. I've decided that "sufficiency" is going to be my word of the week. I have the tendency to say and/or think that I don't "have enough" of...well...most everything. Not enough time. Not enough money. Not enough energy. Not enough sleep. Not a small enough butt. Not enough not enough not enough. (I'll admit that this line of thinking has been directly influenced by the Brené Brown book from above. We share that last accented é in our names. That was the clencher for me that she is a smarty pants.) I am re-training my thoughts. I do have enough time to do what's really important to me - it's how I use it that matters. I do have enough money to accomplish what I *need* to accomplish - again, it's a matter of choice and use. While I may not have the energy, sleep, butt, etc that I want - it's what I have. And what I have is a gift - every part of it. Even the hiney. (I could have NO ass, afterall. Then how would I sit?) It's time for me to change the way I think about what I have and remember that I have enough. More than enough. Sufficiency.


2. Being 30-something and having my skin change is a pain in the butt. It's dry. But it's oily. It has flakes. And pimples. My pores are big. I have bags under my eyes. In short: it is a LOT more work than it used to be. I need to take better care of my skin. I have a skin-care system and am determined to use it more diligently.


3. Sunny is afraid of the floor. He is also afraid of our bedroom. I do not know why. He is a cat with many neurosis. Which is probably why he fits so well into this family.


4. My house is a sty. My housekeeping skills are never what we would call "on the ball" - I sometimes eek by with "acceptable". But this is on the verge for even me. This afternoon will be "clean or die" time.


5. I have so many design ideas, which feels SO good! I have notebooks in my purse (yes - notebookS) and they are filled with sketches and thoughts and notes. I can't wait to open Photoshop and get to work today!


6. I am actually anxious for Melanie to wake up. I want some time with her this morning before those school people hog her all to themselves.


7. I'm excited about the changes behind the scenes in the plans for the blog. And a little scared.


8. I would like to paint my fingernails with clear polish sometime today.


9. I want to scrapbook my list of current favorite top 10 songs. That may have to happen with my new collection for this week.


10. Getting my camera battery fixed is on the top of the priority list for this week. I've gone too long without taking photos.

There are some of my random thoughts from this morning. (In the MORNING!)

Still can't believe it.

Anyway - in OTHER news....

YAY! It's anniversary time! That means that there will be games, fun, sales, new products, chats, and all sorts of other frivolity and fun! Plus there's a beautiful free kit with purchase and lots of other fun stuff.

The designers made these cool JIF6 collections for you to scrap fast and beautiful pages. They come with the layered page already there for you, so all you have to do is Just Insert Foto. They're all designed with the same color scheme in mind, so you can mix and match and have a blast making an entire album if you want!! Here's my contribution:

There are TONS of other beautiful ones in the store too, so check them out whilst you're grabbing mine (wink wink!!)

I hope that everyone is having a great Monday, and will have a great week. I also hope that you'll come back and share some of it with me. You can follow me via your favorite blog reader (I have this one for my iPhone) or get updates via email. We could get to know one another. It could be fun!

P.S. - Please, PLEASE pardon the construction as I get the blog up to snuff. As you can see, I have done something totally funky and beside itself to the footer, because the original theme had some link to an online pharmacy in the UK. I have nothing against pharmacies or the UK, but I didn't want it embedded in my blog, so I tried to fix it myself and you get this mess. However, I did manage to put my own header on here and make some of my own buttons to replace the generic theme ones, and I changed some colors, too. There is help on the way for me (thank GOODNESS) and I will do my best to make this ugly phase as short lived as possible! Thank you for your kind support.

iPhone Headphones...take 3

There are tons of things to report, but I want to save some of them for different days. So I'll tell you about the most pressing thing on my mind right now.

My iPhone.

I have had this wonderful piece of machinery since September of last year. I *love* it. I can't really remember life before it. I remember how hard it was to get it; I had squirreled away money for it, and came up against some obstacles while trying to purchase it at my local AT&T store. Within 24 hours I had it in my hot little hands, and it has rarely left them since. It has been replaced once because the sim card decide to go belly up, but Apple did that without a blink. I just had it checked for water damage - there was none (which seriously, in my life, is a miracle(*story at a later time*)), and they handed me a new one fresh out of the box.

When I first bought it, I was determined that I would not carry around a ton of music and stuff on it - that it would be a phone with some apps on it, and that things would be very professional and techy. That lasted about...a week. *grin* I have all my techy stuff on there, don't get me wrong. I read all the blogs I subscribe to on there, I have a calendar that will sync with my google calendar and then Brian's phone sync's to it too. I have a grocery list app that I sort of live by; I have all three of our med lists on there, which has come in handy more than once.  I have a miniature version of Photoshop on there to tweek photos I take, I can get movie times anywhere in the country, I can tweet on Twitter, listen to the radio, and even blog from there. And I use Shazam and Around Me every day. However...

I also have games on there. A lot of games. Cooking Dash. I love time strategy games the most. I have Solitaire.  I have the Sims, for pete's sake! And Bejeweled. And Peggle. And Simon. Uno. The games don't get used as often, but they are handy when you have to do something in the bathroom for a long time, or when you're waiting at the lab for the lady with the needle.

But the thing that takes up the most space on my iPhone? Music. I have an iPod. A nice big iPod. I love my iPod. But it is so easy to just put a couple of dozen albums on my iPhone and carry just one device around with me. I love being able to plug my headphones in and groove away to a playlist or album, or listen to an audiobook. Which brings me back to the reason for this post.

My headphones died. The original ones that were in my iPhone box. They would eventually play, but only at top volume, which sounded like a whisper. Talking on the phone with those things was like listening to someone far far away whisper to you. Not enjoyable at all.

So I went to the AT&T store yesterday to see about replacing the headphones. They were still under warranty if there was no "visible damage." Well, let me just say 3 words to you: I Have Cats. There was a little rip in the thingy that holds the thingy on to the thingy. (I don't know the words and am not going to take a picture of broken headphones. Just trust me on this one.) So, he said my best bet was to just purchase some new headphones. I could get the original Apple ones, or I could buy an 'off brand'.

Well, I was going in there yesterday morning with an intent of purchasing the Apple ones. Wanna know why? Because I found a website yesterday that told me that my iPhone headphones actually had SKILLS! Did you know that when your headphones are plugged into your iPhone, that little mic on the right headphone wire actually has function? You can squeeze the little booger, and it will do these things:

• Start music playing where you last left off


• Double clicking will forward it to the next song


• Clicking once again will pause the music


• Clicking when your phone is ringing will answer the call

I was frickin' AMAZED! So, I wanted the original Apple headphones, because I was thinking those were the only ones who would do those things.

Wrong.

I walked out of the AT&T store with some very cool, and very half priced on sale, black Skull Candy headphones. With a cool little black case. That had the little magic microphone and button. I was joyous. I sat in the car, pulled them out of the bag, showed them to Brian. And he said, "Oh! I want these!"

So I got out of the car, went back inside the store, and bought the pink ones for myself :-D

That's 3 pairs of iPhone headphones in 24 hours. But darn it if I didn't get exactly what I wanted in the end. Pink. Skull Candy. With a little pouch. And the clicky button.

My iPhone life is now complete!

The salsa is gone...

I make this homemade salsa - my mom's recipe - and we don't do it very often. It's fairly labor intensive, and no one in my life like to finely chop onions, because we're all a bunch of wimps that cry the entire time. However, we percevered this weekend to make some for the small group gathering, and fortunetely for us, we were about the only ones who liked it (except for Erica). So we brought it home with us and have been snacking on it every day since then. Unfortunetely that means...it's gone now. And we would have to go get it all all over again to try to make it again, and I just don't think I have the gumption for it. Even Melanie likes the salsa. I think that has soley to do with the fact that it includes black olives. If I gave her a choice, she'd eat a can of olives - either black or green - with every meal. Or capers. Or some sort of brined vegetable. (Or fruit, as I guess olives are technially a fruit grown on a tree). Anyway - she shovels it in with the rest of us. So we all have (had) garlic breath together. In other news, Fina is definetely pregnant again. We are not sure when this happened - obviously she and Alex had a rendevous while we were unaware, and we thought we were doing a pretty good job of keeping them apart. Alex knowing how to open doorknobs does sometimes inhibit our supervision of things though. They say, according to my research, that the second litter is always the largest. This first litter was only 3 kittens. So maybe we'll get 4 and be done with them. Start taking your places now for white kittens, with few to no black markings on them. If you're nice we will deliver long distances as well (hint hint Libby). Melanie and I were both under the weather today and missed a trip to Baltimore to see Andrea. That stunk a lot; she lives all the way in Utah, so it's not like we can just go next weekend. I hope they had a great time at the aquarium and that things went smoothly with their travels. Melanie is feelin better; her fever was down a little more when she went to bed, so we're hoping for vast improvement in the morning. I still sorta feel like I've been run over by a truck, but some sleep might help with that. Tomorrow is school and getting cleaned up around the house. Typical Friday. We may try to sneak off to see a movie...have to wait and see how that one plays out. Hope you all had perfectly wonderful days!

The big three five...

I'm having an issue adjusting to my meds today. Thought the picture was worth more than any of my words could say!

Meet JJ. He is the incestuous offspring of our kittens Alex and Fina, or one of anyway. My friend Deneen and her husband Jason took the other two of the three born in the litter, who are named Casper and Mickey. The reason we kept JJ is because he is deaf. Completely without any hearing whatsoever. And it's probably a very peaceful, happy exsistence for him. Nothing startles him, he doesn't get yelled at (at least that he realizes), he's not scared of Alex (this could be a bad thing), and he can sleep for hours at a time without being woken up. Sometimes I envy the little guy!

Here's a picture of the birthday boy yesterday - it was snowing - which is wrong on so many levels - and he wanted a picture taken of him in the snow. I think that he had a good day; he got to eat pizza (thanks Michelle), and icecream cake, and play Wii, and he got his hair cut, and lots of attention from us girls. Had a good phone call time with his family too, which is always nice and something he looks forward to. I'm thankful that he's been alive for almost 40 years. (It's really just 36, but saying almost 40 puts his nose out of joint, which is somewhat fun to do.)

Brian is not the only one who got his hair cut yesterday. I did, and I *love* it - it's shorter in the back now, and a little longer in the front, and gets all spikey and stuff. Makes me happy. Miss Mel got her hair cut as well - just a trim though, because we're enjoying the ability to do pigtails should the mood strike us. Ok, she doesn't enjoy the PROCESS of the pigtails, but she enjoys the end result. The discussion about said pigtails the first time we tried was something about "I don't want pigtails! They make me look like a little kid!" And my response of, "You ARE a little kid!" In the end she loved it though.

My musical taste is wide and varied. Anyone who has glanced thru my iTunes library would think that about 25 people had their music in there, but it is just me. (Well, Melanie does have some kids music in there, but truth be told, I like that too and have picked most of it out.) I have recently added Rascal Flatt's newest album, Unstopable, some new Phil Wickham, some Keith Urban, some Gavin DeGraw, the new Hannah Montanna Soundtrack, Janine Jansen (who I am really loving), Jimmy Eat World, Rosie Thomas....well, I could go on and on. I love the variety, and love the switch back and forth. Right now three of my most played artists are Rosi Golan, JJ Heller, and The Bird and the Bee. They are about as different as three artists can be, but SO fun. Rosi Golan is just kind of soothing and fun at the same time, I could listen to her album over and over without stopping. JJ Heller is like taking the thoughts out of my head and putting them to music.  And The Bird and the Bee is quirky and lighthearted and fun - totally music that Libby laughs at me for. What kinds of music are you listening to lately?

So the night is still young. I hope to get some more designing done, and also work on the site a little more. I hope you guys are enjoying this first part of April! The time flies by...

Cat in the Fish …

Yes, you read that correctly. We have this crinkly thing that’s shaped like a huge fish with it’s mouth open that Alexander loves. He has taken lately to laying in it; he used to just hide his toys in it, and then pretend to find them in excitement. Now he takes long naps in there and stuff. It’s a little strange, truth be told. “Where’s Alex?” “He’s in the fish.” If you aren’t here, it’s a pretty strange conversation.

In other cat news, Fina (Seraphina) is great with kitten (as opposed to great with child, as a cat can’t have children). Her fluffy belly is getting bigger and bigger. I need to do some more research and figure out what to do when THE MOMENT comes. Cause let me tell you – I know next to nothing about birth – especially that of the feline (or fee-lion, as Melanie says) variety. We did make her a box that’s all nice and padded and put it in a place where she and the babies can have some warmth and peace and quiet. Don’t you know she won’t stay in the doggon box? But Alex loves it. I swear that he does things just to annoy me. It is the way of the boy.

We had chicken with herbs tonight from the Crockpot. Totally a made up recipe, but my family loved it, so it will go on our regular rotation. And, I cooked, which cannot be discounted these days. It was quite yummy.

Wii Fit kicked my tail today. I did 45 minutes, and unlocked a few new things, which I did not try except for the Super Hula Hoop which I quite enjoy even though it hurts after you do it twice. It’s a fun thing this Wii Fit. And I’m glad that we have it – I’ve lost some weight and am feeling better. The yoga definitely helps stretch things out and relax me.

We also got the car back tonight. We’ve been without it for months – and it is now fixed and back in our possession. The thing was on it’s last leg…err…wheel – and has made a miraculous recovery. This is a good thing. Now Melanie and I are not stuck here at home and can go and do without having a taxi service (aka – Brian) take us everywhere in the little truck. I don’t know that I have anywhere TO go, but we can at least go if we want to.

I’m knitting – this time with needles. I picked this really nice yarn I had in my stash, that is varigated, and it will match my coat, which will be fun. For some reason I chose to use these really small (size 3) needles. It’s making it really cool looking, but it’s harder than I thought it would be to work with needles that small. I’ll post some pictures as I get some stuff done.

Off to get a few things done :) Happy weekend!