Not much to blog. I mean, the usual.... knitting.... reading (The Other Boleyn Girl by Philippa Gregory)... buying (Martha Wainwright's new CD-cannot remember the name) .... going out for dinner and forgetting that ice tea has caffeine in it (I had not drank it for ages) so I drank 5 glasses of ice tea and was up till about 3 am talking to myself like a maniac in my bed. In other news, the person who was mean to me is so longer ever an issue. How lovely.
And Jim is getting here today! Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! I'm very excited. Jim is an excellent brother in law. The Canadia Bears and I are going to frantically try to finish knitting his Xmas present today but if we can't we will cleverly hide it somewhere in the house. The Bears are also currently reading my biology textbook, they find it very engrossing.
Mom is also in town, hence the spoiling of us. It's also why it's 9am and I've been up for an hour. I'm very productive while my mother is here. Today we are going to the Books and Co which is the most amazing bookstore. I remember working at a fast food joint (a dark, dark period of my life) and having saying that I enjoyed having visits from my Mom and that we had a lot in common, and having somebody, who was a mom herself, kinda sneer at me and say 'well you aren't normal'. That was one of the nicest things anyone has ever said to me. My mom is also an amazing knitter. AMAZING. She knits these massive triangle shawls on tiny needles and I am just flabbergasted when I see them. And get this, she works on one at a time. She only starts another when she has finished the first one. Seriously. Maybe that's something that skips a generation, and my kids will knit like that.
Well, we are headed out soon so I shall depart in order to be decent for once (I am so sick of ponytails, but styling naturally curly hair is quite ambitious). And here is a photo of Chuck, who was so pleased that I clean my room and cleared a space for him on my bookshelf.