Life’s be-bopping along, and I swear when Gretchen asks out at 4am, I have ideas for clever posts, but by the time I get a chance to compose something, my mind is busy with the 14 emails I need to answer but haven’t, customer angst (theirs… not mine AS a customer), etc.
Vera’s new fabrics come out on July 7th, which was Daddy’s birthday. Gretchen and I are very optimistic that the pattern shown on the left will be as pleasing in person as the chocolate, PANK, pink and white are on all the screens we’ve viewed it on. So far, nothing in the past year or so has tempted me to actually purchase myself any Vera.
For your entertainment, I do have to rant about those knee socks. I LOATHE knee socks. I’m not built for them, for starters. Even when I am slim and lean, my calves are short and strong, which is to say that knee socks are too long and they cut of the circulation at wherever the highest point ends up falling.
I also owe you a Project Spectrum, month of my historically favorite color (green) update, but alas, there’s more knitting to do on the truly green project and blocking too… I do realize tomorrow is the last day of the month, and it is with both a heavy sigh and a lot of pride I accept that I’m not going to finish the main green project on time… unless I knit to the wire (midnight) tomorrow night. I’m close, so VERY close, but see, I have a date tonight with two fur-girls who believe the universe conspired against them yesterday, what with storms from the very second I pulled in the drive until after dark…
Are you confused about the pride? Oh. See… Main green project was started over two years ago, and I can’t understand why I put it down no fewer than two times. The yarn is stunning. The pattern is well-written and made for this yarn – not literally, but they are very well-met. So, I’m delighted that this ancient project is going to see completion! (And trust me… yarn AND pattern are so much more than that tepid photo shows!)
So, I’m looking ahead to July and the color blue. Yeah, I cheated and knitted blue and green in June, because I was “homesick” for OBX (I’d be cute and say “seasick” but that’s got a separate connotation that is totally inaccurate…). I can’t wait to block it and be able to wear it, but life keeps getting in the way. If only I had a weekend with an extra day…
Oh! Wait! I do, don’t I?
That also means more knitting time, because I probably won’t do fireworks this year. See, they upset Gretchen Greer. She’s smart enough to realize there are no guns going off in the sky, it’s not thunder and yet there’s lightning… She isn’t to the “freak out” stage yet, and I learned quite by accident last month that microwave popcorn distracts her.
(Yeah. We live on the edge of a resort that sets of fireworks for weddings, parties, and I think just because it’s been a few weeks since they last set some off…)
So I seriously plan on popping bag after bag of popcorn Monday night. I’m lucky that I have an in with the local fire company, so I’ll get a call when the fireworks professionals move into position, and the first bag will go in before the first “boom”. Here’s the problem though…
Wait. There’s an atta’ girl in it for anyone who already knows the answer. Be honest…
That’s right. Sissy-moo can’t eat popcorn. So what pray tell shall I do with 27 bowls of microwave popcorn Monday night? Have the firefighters come pick it all up before they return to the station?
And seriously… how many bags will it take to outlast the fireworks show? I don’t recall how long the show is, and since I usually pop the mini-bags, I don’t even know how long a regular bag would take in our microwave. I should have bought a BIG BOX of it at Sam’s Club last night, huh?
Hmmm… somehow, I got distracted from pondering my July-blue knitting project. I already have yarn and pattern waiting… and yes, you have to wait too. It’s not July yet!