The weather radio went off at 6am this morning. Storms in Christian county. Fortunately we were already awake, so it wasn't quite as disturbing as it could have been. I wish there was a way to turn that thing down.
So yeah, we were both up early, couldn't sleep. I finally showered and then went downstairs and cut out 50 cool ties. Just 62 more to go and then I can start serging them. The Russian says he'll help me turn them and fill them up with the beads.
We decided yesterday to adopt a soldier in Afghanistan, via anysoldier.com. I sent the original letter yesterday, but who knows how long it will take mail to get there. In the meantime I'm getting ready for the Ships Support August mailing. I figure 112 cool ties ought to make at least a little difference.
My knitting class met again last night. We learned so many new stitches, and of course I've forgotten them all today. I was having some wrist problems last night that made things a little bit more difficult, but I'm hoping to get some practice time in this week. I will say this, increasing and decreasing were not as complicated as I thought they would be. And I love the short tail cast-on method we learned, even if it isn't something I think I will use often. After I got home from that I finished up another bom and started a new one. I really want to get those knocked out so I can put them back on the shelf for awhile while I consider how I want to set them.
Some of you have asked about the kittens, they're doing just fine. Driving me crazy is actually what they're doing. They have decided to follow me around not unlike puppies, so I had a time this morning in the sewing room shooing them off of the cutting table. Kenny likes to climb on things, and I'm pretty sure he'll be the first one to climb the design wall up to the rafters. I keep thinking that I'm going to string Christmas lights along each floor joist for a little fun lighting, but now I'm wondering if that won't just encourage them to climb into places they probably shouldn't be. They're getting their little claws out sometime in mid-August.
Why does our building smell like burnt popcorn when I get here everyday?
Posted by tomiandc at July 18, 2006 08:17 AM