Update time!

Here's my husband's latest sweater.

He wants everyone to know, it's the sweater that has a tummy, not him. Really.


In the news... Not a lot going on around here. Someone got a new bike, someone else has been walking around the neighborhood with a pup, and still others have had dental work. I already had a new bike, and all of us have walked Lucky at one point or another, and poor Hubby is the one needing a new crown.

Funny Chelle, saying I've been spring cleaning for weeks and weeks, or what seems like. She's right, it does seem like weeks, but... Cable guys, bug spray guys, and Schwan's guys have all interrupted the 'fun'. Once the carpets have been steam cleanned, I'll call the spring cleaning 'done.

I'd show off knitting fun, but honestly, other than the sweater, everything's been going in slow motion. Is it because the biggest needle I'm using is a 1US? For the agriculturally savvy members, a 1US is almost as big as baling wire. There's a couple of stealth projects in the works, one a present, one I want to submit as a design. The present will be a hit, I know, while the submition, at worst, will be a new garment for a guy around here.

In the "Oh no you didn't" news, I've learned there's a big difference in what a body can do at age 17 and at nearly age 43. (Me? 43? Can't be true.) How do I know this? Well, when I was in high school, my mom and I used to do Jane Fonda's workout. This was on RCA's Laserdisk, obsolete before it came out, seriously. It's the original and the best. I want to buy the video, since the Laserdisk copy is very skippy, and then copy the video to DVD. Cool, huh? Maybe I'll go crazy an copy the skippy copy, if it'll come out ok. I've done tons of workouts in the past mumble-mumble years, and this is the only workout that continually kicks my butt. Literally. When I last did this, Sunday, I had to remind myself of the age difference in my young self versus the old self. The youngster weighed 115, now I'm up a bit from that.

I'll wait until the crowd stops snickering. Yeah yeah, I'm heavier but am a much better cook.


Oops! Thunderstorms, gotta go.

Too much to say and not enough that's interesting.

I know! It's true, though. While I've been running around town or spring cleaning, I've done nothing that's very riveting. What's worse, my blog reading is way behind and I have no idea what my friends are up to unless I've seen them in person. Thursday, when rain is scheduled, is when I can catch up on the reading.

Like in the movies, let's do a montage. Play whatever cornball '80s music you like best, be it from Rocky (barely 80's) to The Karate Kid (barely watchable).





















In between posts there's been lunches with friends, walks with Lucky, obviously yarn shopping, and spring cleaning. At long last, the top floor is 'done'. Dusting and steam cleaning the carpet are all that remains for up there. Here, as in life, the stuff is rolling downhill. I've tried to declutter the kitchen and living room when sick of the bedrooms, and they're half done.

In knitting news, there's not much. It seems I can buy much faster than I can knit. Still, I'm on the second sleeve of Husband's sweater. I'm trying to keep my focus on that, since if I start anything else, or even pick up a current work in progress, the sweater won't see daylight for a long while.