Kiss My Knits!

I was going to post today – I have several posts in the pipeline – but somehow, between the new insect attack and the cupcakes, I ran out of time. Maybe tomorrow!

I’m taking some flak about all the squirrel pictures. I don’t care. I still love ’em.

It’s all about the little things, people.

Sorry. It had been days since the squirrel showed up. I couldn’t resist. And you can’t tell me Scarlett isn’t eyeing that squirrel. The minx.

Unless someone else is hideously impaled by a crossing guard between now and 9pm or so, tonight is D&D night. Unbelievably, I am still a week behind in posting. Fortunately nothing too outrageous happened last time, so there won’t be much catching up to do. And I won’t be doing it tonight. Em stays up later than she used to so I don’t have time to dig through my notes before the game.

Earlier today I was making cookies. When they were ready, I put my hand in my oven mitt and felt a sharp pain! What happened? Was I burned? It didn’t feel like a burn, it felt more like a sting. And sure enough, I removed my hand and a wasp flew out of the mitt. It wasn’t a bad sting, and the wasp eventually paid for its crimes.

So yes. I had the real life equivalent of a random encounter. Out of the blue, I was attacked by an animal while performing a perfectly ordinary and mundane task. This is the world’s way of telling me that it is time to get back in the D&D saddle. Game on!

A lot has happened in the last few days. A LOT. I’ll post when I get the chance.

This is a long shot, but I have a favor to ask.

I almost never go to McDonald’s, but I did last week and they were having an American Girl giveaway with their Happy Meals. Em went nuts for the little American Girl book which included paper dolls in it. Trouble is, the books are a series of eight. We’ve only been able to locate three, and the promotion ended this past weekend. Mommy’s little collector really wants the remaining five.

Does anybody happen to have any of the American Girl Happy Meal toys that they don’t want? We have Kit, Julie, and Felicity. I’ll pay postage if you’re not local.

I appreciate the consideration!

Had great fun over at Jane Prater’s house on Sunday. She hosted a spin-in, so the house was packed with wheels, wool, and people. I got to try out someone’s drum carder, which was a nice new experience to have.

Jane Prater is my former eighth grade English teacher. I ran into her again as an adult in a local yarn store. Turns out she’s a master knitter. We’re both adults now and have similar temperaments and hippie leanings, but she never lets me forget that I was once a 14-year-old in her class, one who wasn’t always perfect. That’s okay; giving people a hard time is another thing we have in common.

I did more yesterday than I should have to make up for Saturday’s inactivity due to illness. Em didn’t have a great day on Saturday, so I wanted to be sure on Sunday that we worked on times tables and that she got out and about. All the running around town has me tired today. Of course, it’s not 7am yet, so there’s still time to wake up and have an excellent day.

Feeling under the weather today, with a sore throat, headache, and fatigue. Bad day for the first sickness of the season – a dear friend is having a birthday party today, but I don’t dare go because I don’t want to get her sick. “Happy birthday! Here’s the flu!”

I’m taking a quick shower in the hopes that it’ll energize me. My wonderful husband has gone out for fast food Chinese at my request. We all have our own comfort foods.

Thinking about casting on a new knitting project just for me, since I don’t want to germ up anybody’s Jayne hat, but somehow I’m having trouble figuring out what I should do. I’m mainly lying in bed reading and periodically realizing that I haven’t actually registered the last page or so. The illness has me a bit foggy. Oh well. If this is the worst that happens all year, then I’ll count myself lucky.