Double Knit

It isn't that hard- in fact, there are elements that make it easier than regular knitting because you can always tell whether you need to knit or purl on each row. I made a..thing...that might be used as a coaster someday but who knows. I also finished Eddie's blue and white, as well as Roni's ensemble and Dawn's glovelets, which are a different thing than I've done.
I almost wrote, I hope she likes it. I know she will, just because it's something I made for her. But I really do hope she likes it.

Under the Weather

Sick yesterday- and I don't feel that great today. But I'm good enough to drag it in to work. I hate calling in but there are times when I shouldn't be anywhere but home in bed. Maybe I can survive tonight. I hope so!
Knitting a very different pattern for a scarf, working on Roni's purple and black and getting to an end of the list. I have the pattern for a scarf called 'Falling Water Lace' which is gorgeous and has yo and ssk in it which will be a great learning experience, and have hopes to learn to double knit, which is fascinating and not that hard. I hope. We'll see.

Funeral

I hate funerals but I'm going to one today. My dear friend Travis passed away Monday. 37 years old, heart attack. I can't believe it, can't accept it. I wonder...what the hell! How could this happen?
It's the saddest family story ever. I knew his mother, Cathy, loved her, was addressed by her as Stepchild, which was an enormous comfort to me. I knew her daughter, Travis' sister Sheila, who was my Evil Twin. I know Cathy's husband Dale and have known the whole lot of them since the early nineties. Sheila passed away from a sudden illness almost two-three? years ago, in October. Cathy passed away over a year ago around Valentine's Day. And now Travis. Unexpected and uncalled for. I can't wrap my mind around it. I can't imagine what Dale is dealing with- and through it all he managed to get a message to me about the service today. So of course, yes, I'll go. To show my respect for him, his family and their grief.
I can't help but ask why. People who all had so much life ahead of them, so much to live for, a family wiped out. I can't understand it.

Wimbledon

I love tennis almost as much as knitting, maybe because I can watch one while I do the other. I played in my extreme youth, very briefly, very badly, and yet I enjoy the sport more than any other on television. I will watch it all day long. Life is suspended when there's a Grand Slam tournament on. I am supremely content watching and was really pissed during the French Open when it was almost exclusively on the Tennis Channel on satellite. I have cable. Lucky for me Wimbledon is on ESPN this year. THANKS ESPN!

Crazy Hat Day

I am pleased that my work is encouraging weird behavior. I have my hat ready, it's my old fishing hat I pinned up the brim and stuffed in tulle and feathers. I am like Vince Noir- my hair is like a hat, all hats suit me. Like him, I am sure there is probably one that doesn't suit.
I am getting rather close to being done with the scarf list. I have 26 projects completed and 11 to go. And they're boys so....conservative, boring colors. Yuck. Now it doesn't seem so close, either. Oh, well, I love a challenge.

Summer Heat is Here

It's supposed to be 99 degrees today. I love Oklahoma, but the heat is just draining. I am doing my best not to whine but this time of year, if you're in the humid boiler of Tulsa, everyone's doing it. Sweating, bitching.....welcome to hell! I wouldn't live anywhere else.
I mowed the back yard yesterday evening while Bug planted the hostas and laid the sod by the porch. I hope it all comes out alright. I didn't do much knitting, just collapsed on the couch.
I don't know what today will bring, aside from crippling heat, but I guess I'm ready.

Deadline

I don't have one, do I? I've been making these hats and things for everyone I work with and I can only think of one deadline: WINTER. And it's half a year away. I am dangerously close to getting done. But then what? Maybe I'll adventure more into Fair Isle knitting. Maybe I'll try a big blanket in rib stitch. Maybe I'll make something I can wear a lot. Maybe I'll knit a car cover.
This morning I found my coffee not made. I panicked. My carafe had been broken and there was no way for me to have my morning brew. Disaster!!!!
I scoured the town for a coffee maker I didn't hate and found one less than a block from home. I purchased it post haste, washed it and made coffee, which I am drinking at two in the afternoon. It's delicious. The pot doesn't have the drip on the hot plate hiss my old one did. YAY!
I have done nothing on my days off. NOTHING. I need to catch up on all my laundry for work. I wear exclusively black, black pants, shirt jacket, socks....bright orange drawers though. I paint my nails black. I dye my hair black. I just look good in black. It's very slimming. And every bit in a pile by the washer.....
I have big plans regarding the dead marie costume, as well, involving bugle beads which I have owned for years and never figured out where to use. I am such a lazy ass.
So I need to get busy, start making some noise, do something productive. Maybe.