Thursday, February 02, 2006

Everyone, hum the Rocky theme!

Ok, the newspapers have left the building! They did last night, actually. I am so out of shape! I can tell it's been a long time since any workout at home or gym. That's going to be next week's goal, to resume working out, no matter how meager.

I have a class to teach tonight. It's knitting a scarf for teens, which is always funny. There's such a generational gap with them. There's no gap with the ladies 20+ my seniors, probably because my parents are 19 and 20 years older than me. We all grew up together. I expect a gap with Fry, and am surprised at the one with my baby sister, Goopa. Even though there's 15 years difference between us, we had the same parents, so I'm always surprized when she's more aligned with the younger group. My sisters are always so cool and trendy, while I have to fight to keep from looking like a 1980's refugee.

The kitchen is clean. If I can keep it like this, I'll be able to attack the living room, then steam clean the carpets. There's yarn in bags all over the living room. A knitter's paradise. This is my busy season, so I have class supplies blanketing the carpet. The yarn room is a wreck, since I've been pawing through there, too. With the wonderful business program my husband wrote me on the computer, I'll need to add the inventory to the database. There, on the screen, I'll see the extent of my addiction. Whoo boy!

Some sweet little commentor (Camie Vog) said I knit fast. Alas, I wish. Considering the time I spend knitting, it's sad how much I do get done. After everyone goes to bed at 9:00pm, I'll knit from then to midnight. Not constantly, since all my favorite shows are on around then, plus I have the computer all to myself.

I'd show some WIP updates, but there's nothing too exciting. I did put the thumb stitches on a spare needle for later knitting. Good, yes. The gray sweater grew, the lace was ignored. I'm hoping to have decent progress on Saturday morning. Once the laundry is done, the house spiffed, I can lay around and knit for the rest of the weekend. Yes, that IS my evil laugh. :) It'll be nice and cold out, a good reason to hibernate.

By the way, here is the yarn for my hubby's tan striped socks. I never did note it, so voila! I love the sock yarns on this site, must resist....


Camie Vog said...

Wow, um, I am honored to be mentioned in your post. As far as I know, I have only been mentioned on my best bud's blog (Fluffy Stuffin). I can't stop blushing....
Okay...A Yarn ROOM!!! That is great! I have a yarn closet, which also houses the clothes for both my husband and me (er, myself?. Darn Grammer). My husband is constantly shoving it over to my side, while muttering something ugly under his breath...When I buy new yarn, I never hide it...I do, however, immediately cast it onto needles so I can't be strong armed into returning it. That's why I have so many "almost completed" projects going at one time. Plus, I'm sure I have A.D.D. Since I don't have health insurance, and I don't really care, it will never be diagnosed. HA!
take care,

ChelleC said...

That is really nice yarn. Your husband will love those socks. Yeah, I can imagine there really is a generation gap. I spent a huge amount of time with my WWII generation grandparents, so I can understand that "gap" you feel. Chelle

Laura said...

Yep! An entire room devoted to yarn. I have a wonderfully supportive husband who wants my business to succeed. As long as I don't fuss over his American war re-enactments, he doesn't mind my yarn habit. The older I get, the more ADD I get. It's really sad.

Oh, he loves the socks all right! Check out last month's archives, I have to pry them off his feet to wash them. He only wears them to bed, so it's not as bad as you'd think.

Slow and Steady Wins the Race