Hint

Just in case anyone who's name is David would like to know about a nice present for me for Christmas which is my most favourite time of the year. I think this is real pretty. Just sayin.

New Weddings

My lovely lovely cousin is getting married in January at this lovely house in the freezy breezy Highlands of Scotland and, this time, I get to be a bridesmaid. I've never been one before and I'm thrilled to the teeth.

Some Things....

....I really like about being married, three months in.

Now that we are married, David makes me tea every single morning and every single evening and sometimes he peels my oranges for me. He used to do it sometimes but now he does it all the time.

Now that we are married, I can tell David I really hate his new haircut and he doesn't mind that much because I'm not going anywhere.

Now that we are married, when my dog nearly died and David went with me and my arms full of westie and wool tartan blanket and my red, puffy, sobby face to the vet and didn't say anything about it when I cried really loud and ugly in front of all the vet people.

Now that we are married, we have our money, and our dogs and our cat and our flat and our car and our computer and our bed and our dinner and our lives. Which is much easier than having to mind your own life and car and flat and dog and computer and bed and dinner and money. Much much easier.

P.S. The dog has been in the doggie hospital for two days and while for normal people this might not cause heaps of sobbing and ghashing of teeth and sleepless nights, for me this is it. So send Susie happy thoughts.

Last Weekend

My mother and I went to Rhinebeck, NY for the State 2010 Sheep and Wool Festival last weekend. I could not have been more excited. Normally I would insert a self-deprecating remark here like "the line forms to the left, boys," or "golly gee I'm so cool it hurts," but eff it, I was a small child waiting for Christmas. I have no shame.

So. Crisis. I need a bangin pattern for an aran shawl. Back story: I found a booth occupied by a woman from Wales who owns her own Lincoln sheep and spins all of her own wool. I bought two skeins of natural wool. She didn't know the yardage and thus neither do I but it was so gorge I needed it (THIS is why I still live at home). Anyway, sweater is too risky because of possible yardage restrictions so shawl it is.

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Puppies, Yarn

Look! It's Susie!

Ooo! Ooo! Ooo! This would be the happiest Christmas present for a Hannah.

Be warned: if someone buys me this book everyone will be getting knitted dogs.

Best In Show: Knit Your Own Dog

Tiny Things and Big Things too

I am hiding from the blogosphere right now. I'm looking for a job and struggling a bit and hiding. So here the World's Eentsiest Stop Action Movie for you.

I bought said boots. I pray that I get them in time for homecoming and furthermore I pray they fit.

Now it's late and I want to go home.