Let's see, pot roast on Friday and then blueberry muffins Saturday morning and egg salad for lunch and then I went out all afternoon to meet friends and knit at a local yarn store, which also was having a 20% off sale, which, well, you know...
Let's just say some money changed hands, okay?
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| It followed me home, I swear it. |
Sunday morning I made applesauce breakfast cake and then cooked up a white bean/chicken chili for my beloved family before abandoning them so I could join up with friends to knit all afternoon while eating donuts and gummy bears and bagels.
Knitting is not necessarily a healthy lifestyle, you know, despite all that fiber.
Ba-da-bum! Thank you folks, I'll be here all week.
What with all this knitting time I am getting in, you would think I'd be completing some projects, right? But no, it's a half-finished pair of socks here, and a lace shawl needing a bind-off there, and a Be Simple Shawl being worked on because it is fun, unless of course I'm busy knitting a blanket out of all my sock yarn leftovers.
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| This is what I do while Larry wrecks my house. |
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| Yes, I DO have a lovely egg carton collection, thank you! |
So, yeah, maybe not the most efficient way to churn out knitted objects. But I'll stick to it, because it takes my mind off the chaos which is roiling the basement and threatening to creep its way up the stairs. That's right, Larry emptied the laundry room today, and quite a few odd objects have somehow wound up in my living room (Exhibit A to the right).
Our handyman says he's planning to make a place under the stairs to store that cooler, but I guess until then I'm going to have to use it as a chair in the living room. I'm thinking it doesn't add much to the decor, actually.
And, yup, we eat a lot of eggs. In my defense, that is an entire winter's worth of egg cartons - I save them to donate to a local farm that sells eggs in the spring. This same farm allowed Theo (starting at age 12) to volunteer with them during the summer, thus saving him from dying of boredom and saving myself from dying of guilt that we didn't have the money to send him to some spiffy camp. I love those people with all my heart and I express this love in egg cartons. Which is sort of weird, but they seem to appreciate it...
I have sort of lost interest in cooking dinner but I think if my son came home the same thing would happen to me. EXACTLY the same thing - I would be making pot roast and muffins and chili.
ReplyDeleteWell, I guess I wouldn't be doing anything with yarn but I love to see what YOU have done!
The cooler may not be attractive but extra seating IS always nice!
ReplyDelete(My husband was stationed at Fort Bragg for 5 years.)
Theo is outprocessing there, so he won't be there very long. He spent most of his time at Ft. Bliss, with a stint in the Sinai.
DeleteRecycling the egg cartons is a very worthy thing. And yes, apply yarn to all stressful situations. It really helps. And eventually you get toasty woolly things at the end.
ReplyDeleteWhenever we have a dinner party the guests always ask my husband how lucky he feels that I cook so much and so fancy. I usually hide at that point, because the fancy ONLY comes out for guests.
ReplyDeleteMaybe if we cook less often the appreciation for our effort grows...
ReplyDeleteLovely knitting and colors.