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September 26, 2007

Is it January yet?

Forgive me reader(s), for I have sinned. It has been a week since I last blogged. Or knitted, really. The sewing sort of took up most of my week last week and now all I want to do is sleep and not pick up anything resembling a needle. Or an iron. Of course, the laundry is not going to do itself, no matter how hard I stare at it.

And the excuse that I couldn't find that last ball of Zephyr is no longer valid, since I found that pesky critter under the sofa. Yay.

It just occurred to me that it's practically Christmas (meaning that I have ZERO free weekends from now until January, unless you count that one weekend in October when we're going to Disneyland) and I have NO idea what I'm going to make/get for my family. I think I'm about to panic.

Posted by Kate at 11:37 AM | Comments (4)

September 18, 2007

party on, wayne

Yay, the laptop has returned from its watery grave! I am more excited than a sack full of monkeys. Of course, now I'm TOTALLY distracted by all the cool Internets and I am pointedly not working on the boatload of ironing and sewing that I have to do.

I'm making myself another shift. One linen shift does NOT last for a weekend at Casa. I'm using the same pattern as before, but I want the neck opening smaller. Trying to figure out exactly how to alter this pattern is giving me an headache.

Clearly I need more gin.

In other news, I'm almost to the end of a ball of yarn on the Stupid Purple Paisley Shawl From Hell, and I CAN'T find the last ball of Zephyr anywhere. It has to be in the house, but where?? I blame the aliens.

Posted by Kate at 6:44 PM | Comments (5)

September 12, 2007

I wish I had some potato chips.

That is all.

Posted by Kate at 10:22 PM | Comments (2)

September 7, 2007

are we there yet?

Why is it that getting ready for Casa like preparing an excursion to the moon? I've been sewing for two straight days and I'm not done. My to-do list has laughably few items crossed off. What I really need is about two more weeks. Sadly, the car has to be packed tonight. I guess I'd better get off my pink ruffly butt and get to work.

But aren't I going to have the greatest pink ruffly butt?

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Posted by Kate at 9:28 AM | Comments (4)

September 4, 2007

the good news

There's apparently nothing wrong with my heart - no disease or growths or shit.


Oh, you want some *actual* news? So do I. The doctor was totally unwilling/unable to come up with any reason why my chest hurts like a #*%!& and I can't breathe and I'm bloated and all that jazz. Apparently I'm supposed to be so grateful that they didn't find "anything serious" that I didn't notice that they can't tell me ANYTHING. Seriously. He was about to hang up the phone when I said, "Um, so, I'm supposed to just sit here in pain?" and he said (and I am not making this up), "Well, you could take a couple of Aleve."

Note to self: Call Dr. House.

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