I took the day off work today for an appointment this morning. Afterwards, I headed over to Knit Happens.
I bought two skeins of the aran weight cashmere that Kristine blogged about today.
Waddle the Penguin checks it out:
He reaches out a tentative wing:
Oh my, this is nice:
Um, er . . .
Pant, pant, pant:
Got a cigarette, sailor?
Ahem. While this was going on, I was knitting on Kinsale.
Irving Thanks You
Big thank-yous to Annette and Mary, who kindly sent me the codes from their Pepsi bottle caps. Irving thanks you too. He does so love getting new songs.
Doesn’t she look like an innocent little angel? Don’t be fooled.
This morning I made some grits for breakfast (yeah, I’m a gourmet cook: mix water and grits and nuke ‘em in the microwave) and sat down in front of the computer to read some blogs while I ate.
“Food! Is that food you’ve got, Mommy? Lemmee see! Lemmee have some!”
She’s climbing in my lap, she’s walking across the laptop keyboard. I show her the grits. I hold out a spoonful. She sniffs delicately at it and curls her lip in disgust. She gives me a look of disdain.
I eat a spoonful and she goes nuts again. Repeats the laptop dance. (Not to be confused with a lapdance.)
I realize that she’s just a cat, but I wish she would remember from one second to the next that what I’m eating is nothing that interests her.
Or maybe it was just wishful thinking on her part.
On a totally non-related subject: