A Gorey Death...

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Not so ginger anymore...

I woke up today, drove my son to school and went to pick up groceries at the mall and thought. I want to change my hair. Just like that. So I did. I kept a few red highlights but I am most definitely now a brunette. Red is over for me. It was fun but it's time to be movin' on.

In other news. Knitting is happening. I am being very diligent about trying to finish projects. My SKB is well on it's way past the lace and back onto the body. I am loving it! It is Simple Knitted Perfection. I like how easy it is and yet there is enough intricate stuff happening to make it interesting. I am loving the yarns I am using. They feel really nice and to my eye, they complement each other.

I was coerced into joining a mini sock swap. The sock goes on a sock blocker key chain. I finished one and it was great fun so I may make more.

Brrrrrrr... good day to stay in

And Blog! I am trying to blog, life keeps getting in the way.

So the fireman thing, didn't work out. Nice guy though. Now I'll NEVER get to ride in the ladder truck... Darn!

I LOVED the comment about making the Hanger a sweater... now WHY didn't I think of that? A chunky, all acrylic, extra, extra large "Cosby Sweater" (imagine Jack Black and John Cusack in High Fidelity) in the most heinous colours imaginable with moth holes, thank you Cyn (which means at least one of the heinous colours will have to be wool). It makes me smile just thinking about it!

The Boy turned 14, 14!!! He's an eating, sleeping, growing machine. Very nearly taller than me and considerably broader through the shoulders. I no longer live with a child but a rugby thug, "the Crusher". How did that happen? When did that happen? I want my baby back!! We celebrated by rockin' out with Guitar Hero 3 and going to the Keg for dinner. Three words: Rare Prime Rib. Yum!

Look, I'm FINALLY done the lace insert on my SKB. I loved the lace but I'm glad to be back onto plain knitting. By the time I get to the sleeves, I'll be ready for the lace again.

I needed a break from all the lace going on, so I started a pair of Maine Morning Mitts. Something quick and relatively painless to give me a mental break.

Speaking of lace. I'm still working on Gigi. The yarn and pattern are quite perfect for one another. A fortuitous combination. Again, I am not always mentally up for this baby, but I'm still thoroughly enjoying it.

Don't know why my brain is feeling so taxed these days but it is. Thinking feels like a lot of work. Maybe I just shouldn't think too much... WWGD... what would Ginger do? It's a dogs life around here for sure. She doesn't look like her brain is taxed. Although considering what a little pin head she has, there's not much brain there to tax. Love her though! She makes me smile every day.

More yarn treats for me... in addition to the Shibui and Heather previously mentioned, some Mountain Colours Barefoot and Koigu mmmmmm precious Koigu. Must...Stop...Buying...Sock Yarn. In fact, yarn buying is what I gave up for Lent. Hold me to it!! That's all for now.