Seriously.  I cannot tear myself away.  My queue has grown exponentially over the last few days.  I’m trying to get the jump on the holiday rush.  Unfortunately?  Those socks that I mentioned starting in the last post?  The ones for my grandfather?  Yeah.  I finished them.  *Then* I cound out he doesn’t wear a 9.5.  He wears an 11 wide.  11 WIDE.  I need some sportweight.  At least I have another pair of socks ready for my dad.  I have a friend with a wool allergy and I’m looking for something to make for her.  I’m thinking maybe the Clementine Shawlette from…well, from one of the more recent IKs, in some SeaSilk.  But not *my* SeaSilk.  That’s my Seattle souvenir.  Plus it needs to be a purple color for her. 

I have my camera.  I have some pictures. I do not, however, have my cable available at hand, and I’m feeling a mite lazy this morning…er, afternoon.  So pictures will come later.

I’m off to watch Dr Who.  I’ve just got the first season from Netflix (the new Who) and I’m in love.  MathMan has a friend who is a ig fan, and he burned me discs of season 2 and 3 as well as Torchwood.  I’ve started third season already, too.  Oh, and that Dalek amigurimi?  Yeah.  Gonna have to make one.

So we have a new look around here again.  I know it’s not *technically* a porcupine (in fact it’s a hedgehog) but I couldn’t find any good porcupine images to use, and isn’t that little guy cute!

I’ve been toying with the idea of starting up a wordpress blog, but after tinkering with them and finding out that I can’t do any *real* customization without paying, that idea went out the window.  I may check out another site, but I’m mostly looking for something with multiple static pages as well as the blog. 

I’d like to thank everyone who replied to me about the previous post.  I have been doing a lot of snuggle time with my daughter, and had a load of strange dreams and unpleasant thoughts.  It was extremely sad, but the situation woke me up to the fact that life is what you make of it, and I need to make more of mine.

I have been knitting.  Gotten one pair of “Man Socks” done –

Gentleman’s Fancy Sock from Knitting Vintage Socks in Lang Jawoll Color for cuff/heel/toe, and Lana Grossa Meilenweit Color for the main body.  Fit my dad wonderfully, and I’ve already gotten through the gussets of a second pair for my grandfather out of Lang Jawoll (again cuff/heel/toe) and Lorna’s Laces.  I don’t have a picture to show for that one though.

Well, today’s the “lazy day”, so I’m off to take a nap!

 

I promise a real post soon. I have much to talk about, but just no time to blog!!!

We were at the park last night. It was going to be a great night - some of the other moms and myself decided to have a potluck dinner. We were all sitting around eating, when two moving trucks drove by, big ones that you can rent and drive yourself. One of them was pulling a trailer with a truck on it. There was a kid (nine year old boy) riding in the truck bed. None of us noticed that as they drove by. We commented on getting new neighbors, and how they rented two trucks instead of making two trips. The next thing we know, all the teenagers at the park are running toward the street they turned on. We just thought it was another fight. (We've called the cops on these kids several times - typical teenagers.) Turns out that it was the kid in the back of the truck. They hit a bump in the street and he tipped out backwards. There were things on the street that should never see the light of day. He lived for a little while - unconscious, but breathing. They landed the life alert helicopter at the park, but after a few minutes, the ambulance with the boy in it drove slowly away, turning off its lights, and the chopper flew away unoccupied. The boy's mom and little sister were a day behind them in the car. One of the moms I was with was a nurse. She went to help out until the EMTs got there. When she got back she grabbed her kids and hugged them for quite a while. I didn't put my daughter down for the rest of the night. It made me realize that while I would never let her do what that boy was doing, just walking down the stairs at home is putting life at risk. I don't want to be overbearing and overprotective, but I do want her to be able to calculate the risks and make good decisions on her own.
And for those of you who think I was just another rubbernecker, we had driven to the park. The roads were blocked off and the parking lot was packed with police and rescue vehicles. We couldn't get out.

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