Thank goodness for federal holidays!!  I’m sitting here this morning with some orange juice and bacon (turkey bacon!) catching up on reading blogs.  I’ve done a load of laundry and read the paper.  It’s not even 9:30 yet.  I need to go to the grocery store and then I’m going to knit the day away.

The shawl is a little further along than the last picture.  Not worth a new picture yet.  And for the someone who wondered how I got my shawl to look like that in the picture (the other Mindy at Lambikins, I’m talking to you), I pinned it out.  Otherwise it just looks like curly mumbo jumbo. 

I am very happy with my choice for the Knitting Olympics.  The pattern is straight forward and I’m able to memorize the pattern repeat.  I will say this…I will never ever ever knit a lace pattern without a lifeline again.  My lifeline saved my ass on Friday night. 

The scene Friday evening…

Doug: "What are we doing for dinner?"

Me:  "I don’t know.  Why don’t we go out?"

Doug:  "Okay.  Let’s go now.  I’m hungry."

Me:  "Just let me finish this row."

Doug: " Okay."

Me:  "Crap crap crappity crap!"

Me:  "What the fuck?!?"

Me:  "To hell with it."  Riiiiiiiiiip.

Doug:  "Are we going to dinner?"

Me:  "If you know what’s good for you, you’ll shut up."

Doug (laughing):  "Have you finished that row yet?"

Me:  "Can you not talk to me?"

Doug:  "So are we going to dinner?"

Me:  "Get in here and help me."

Doug:  "Do what?"

Me:  "Just do what I tell you."

Doug: "What do you want?"

Me:  "Wind this yarn back up into a ball."

Doug:  "It’s tangled."

Me:  "Wanna lose an eye?  Just wind it.  And I highly suggest no laughing or you’ll be wearing an eye patch."

Two and a half hours later…

Me:  "So, ready for dinner?"