You could knock me over with a feather...

Well you could. I got the mail today and nothing seemed all that special. Gas bill. Cell phone bill. Junk mail. Even more junk mail. Insurance bill. And something from the Crafts Americana Group. *raises an eyebrow* It's from Knit Picks. *scratches noggin* Why would Knit Picks send me something in a brown envelope? They usually just send a catalog and heck, I just got one. So I rip open the envelope was not even remotely ready for what I saw. I saw this:



A new catalog and a gift certificate for $75 from my Secret Pal!

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My knees buckled. I was suddenly weak. What did I want to order? Holy crap the ideas were endless! Sock yarn. Oh yes... I needed more sock yarn. But then it hit me... I could knit a sweater. I could knit this sweater. And a cardigan that I saw in Vogue Knitting not too long ago. Yup... it's apparent I need to get my wrist back to 100% because apparently, it's time for me to get back to knitting!

Hooray! I was so happy that I gave the kitties some tuna to celebrate the happy yarn purchase.



And here's another amazing sight... they aren't fighting. They are sitting calmly next to each other, eating tuna. No hissing. No fat-tailing. No batting each other on the head.

Thank you Secret Pal! You totally made my night! :D

A quick update before lunch time...

So I'm sitting here at reception, and I realized I haven't updated my blog in quite some time. I'm a bad blogger. Bad blogger.

So I realized that I hadn't posted a pic of what I got from my Knittyboard SP. Check it out!:



She made this kewl bracelet, I got this yummy Earl Grey tea, some Noro yarn (I lurv you SP!) a card, some mini Toblerones and a pack of Bacci candy (which Eric promptly ate!). Thanks so much SP. Eric said the candy was good. :P

Still no knitting to speak of but I think my wrist is ready to give it a shot. It hasn't hurt in a while. (Yay!) But of course, I've still been doing a lot of cross stitching.

Here's the gift for Dennis (my father in law) all neat, pressed and in a frame:



Eric picked the frame out and recommened that I add the rats on the side. I think it came out nicely.

When I came into work last Monday, I saw this sitting on my chair:



It's a "Good Natured Girl's" book. That made me laugh more than anything else. I am soooooo far from good natured! But it's all very nice letters and I saw a lovely pattern for letters that I want to try out. It's got leaves wrapped around the letters and it's five colors. Eep! Of course, I plan to spell something highly offensive out. ;)

Of course, the cats haven't been up to much lately. Well nothing beyond their normal habits:



Fang really does like that knit kitty bed I made. She never let me take it from her to felt it so I just left it as it was.

In response to comments:

Marlene said: Be careful who you 'dis' on your blog (even if they deserve it...hell especially if they deserve it!) You might get banned from the next round of what ever exchange you're in for 'bad behavior'. Even if you were the greatest damn exchange pal ever. Me? Bitter? Naw it's just that enormous chip on my shoulder that's makeing you think that!

Yeah I know. I'm a baaaaaaaaaaad girl. But I didn't mention her name. So there. :P

Stephanie said: great new socks; your pal did some bitchin stitchin and it's *really* nice of you to knit for someone who was dropped.

I know, I lurv them! I did volunteer to be a sock saviour again this round but Alison decided to pass on my offer this go-round. It's all good! I was glad I was able to help the last round. :)

Well back to work I go. Lunch time is almost here... ;)

A post for my Sock Pal

I got my socks! YAY! Once again I was in the Sockapaloooza sock exchange. And once again, I got some great socks. Check them out:



Aren't they kewl? I love, love, LOVE the color! She also sent me some wild flower seeds. Those are going right in a planter.

But back to these gorgeous socks. Here they are on me:



And another shot

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They are a bit too big, but I still think they are the greatest. One turn through the washing machine and they will fit perfectly. :) Thanks so much sock pal!

But I give a *shakes fist!* to the gal I was knitting for. She never once responded to any of my emails, nor our sock sister's emails, nor let me know if she's gotten her socks. I sent her some goodies too so I really wanted to know how she liked them. *sigh* And I also heard that she has ditched on the gal she was knitting socks for. :(

This will be the second sock pal that -I- have knit for that has ditched out. What's up people? I sent an email to Alison (our sock momma) letting her know I would knit for my pal's pal. Poor thing. I got ditched on round two and it sucks! :P I understand that things in your life happen... but damn. At least reply to an email. Let -someone- know.

Oh well. I guess I'll stop bitching now and get back to work. :P

My husband, the free man. 82 car pile up. Bad shoes. And still no knitting, but more cross stitch.

Well it's official. Eric is an ordinary civilian again. Yay! We got this in the mail on Wednesday:



His Honorable Discharge. He's not even on Inactive Reserve status anymore. So this meant cake, ice cream and Bacardi and Coke. We accepted our mission and ate and drank the night away. Just for the record, I -am- moving a bit slow this morning. :P

You have no idea just how nice it is to have that piece of paper. Every time I saw an official envelope in the mail, I got that tiny twinge of worry that they were reactivating him. Especially when I saw this one. It was big, heavy and from Denver. I tore the envelope open, bracing myself for having to call him and let him know that with only a handful of days to spare, they wanted him back. I was soooooo relieved to see that certificate. I took a picture of it and sent it right to him since he was out working. When he landed I couldn't even contain myself and let him see the email on his own. I told him "You got your final discharge papers!!!" (I was nearly bouncing with joy.) When he got home on Friday night, I called him "Mister". (It was our joke where I would call him "Airman" when I wanted him to do something.)

But that wasn't all the excitement I had on Wednesday. On my way to work, I was five minutes late leaving the house and got the shear joy of avoiding this:





















There were a lot more cars involved and it was odd to see cars that I normally am passing in the morning, involved in these crashes. I was rather thankful for having missed it all and only being delayed to work. Since I was there at the beginning of it all, I got to work in under an hour and a half. It was not nearly as bad as the wreck back in October. That was amazing! It was past where I needed to get off the highway and it took me nearly two hours to go three miles. I had mistakenly stayed on the highway when I noticed everything was backed up, rather than get off the last exit before my house and take the back roads. I was just glad that in this accident, very few people were hurt. You can see all about it here if you want to.

Later on that night, after work, my girlfriend, Maura, wanted to go shoe shopping. Who am I to decline? ;) So while I was waiting for her to try on a pair of shoes, I began wandering around looking at some myself. And happened upon these:



All I can say is, they look better in this blurry photo than in real life. Yes boys and girls, those are sequins sewn onto the -entire- shoe. It was truly hideous and begged me to take it's picture. Maura squeaked in fear when I showed them to her. Then she wondered aloud if they had them in aqua. I threatened to hit her with the shoe to knock some sense into her. She laughed and them began trying to get me to agree that a different color of sequins would probably look nice. I was firm. I held strong. Nothing and I mean nothing that covered in sequins, not matter what the color should go on your feet. That's my story and I'm sticking to it! :P

So once I got home and all settled in, I pulled out the cross stitch. I still can't knit. I tried the day before and am now regretting it a bit. I have a follow up appointment on Monday. I don't know but I'm thinking I might need the injections. I can't imagine taking 2400 mg of ibuprofen a day and still not being able to knit. Screw that!

So I finished the "Rat Bastard" for Dennis:



And then I blasted out one for a woman in my office:



Now here's the odd part about this. I really do not get along with this woman all that often. She is rude, crass and belligerent and in all the wrong ways. (Yes there are right ways about those qualities.) *Wicked grin* Yet, I felt I had to make it for her. She deals with a lot of students that want stuff immediately and for her, that is really impossible. The things she has to do require that forms be certified, notarized and the like. These things take time. So I sat down and did this for her and I'm still not sure why but I always follow my gut. It has not failed me yet.

Speaking of gut... well tummy really, here's Trouble asking for some tummy love:



She's such a nut.

In response to comments:

LaBean said: Do you wind up with a bunch of ends to weave in, or is it ok to have floats all over creation?

Well I do a little bit of both. I really just have floats when I am doing one word or words that are close together. After that, I weave the threads in.