What do you mean, I haven’t blogged today?

It’s not like I’ve done much else!

The feet are acting up again, and if they’re gonna act up, I wish they’d act like an exotic dancer’s feet and get me somewhere cool, because this other thing is just pissing me off. Anyway, I spent a lot of my day with Ladybug on my lap, watching movies I’d seen before, or reading (a complete luxury!!!) or writing.

The writing part I’m particularly proud of–I wrote 10 pages today, and I was so involved with a rather poignant scene that, as I typed away, Mate looked up and said, “Oh my God, what’s wrong!”

“N…nnn..nn…OOTTHING….” *sniffle sniffle sob*. “I’m ffffiiinnnee….”

But Mate, he gets me. I was having a ‘Romancing the Stone’ moment, and he could deal with that.

And other than that? Sweet tranquility! I’m so bad at memes–I didn’t give out the rules or anything, I just tagged people randomly, and two of them answered…I should probably tell Siercia she’s tagged, huh? (Sorry, sweetie…I’ve been distracted this weekend, mostly because if I’m breathing and talking, I’m distracted!)

Anyway, saw Indiana Jones–LOVED IT. It could be just because, well, you know, right? It could be that for my 14th birthday, I got to go see Raiders of the Lost Ark with my best friend, and my older kids are 13 and 15 and isn’t that cool? And it could be because Mate and I snuck out of the house and watched a @##$%%ing movie–either way, I enjoyed myself immensely–hope you all enjoy it too!

And knitting? I mean, this is a knitting blog right? Well, after a lovely and rare case of ‘finishitis’ during which I finished my friend’s sportweight socks (One of my favorite bits of instant gratification EVER) and the fingerless mitts, and got damned close to my aunt’s vanilla socks…well, I fell of the wagon and cast on two different pairs of socks with a pattern–one’s a basketweave affair from the Charlene Schurch books, and the other’s gonna be Chicken Toes redux, and I love them both, even if I don’t finish them again until Christmas! And on the ‘knitting for kids who ask nice’ front, the kid who asked for a hat with a ‘phat cable’ on it has been forced to move out on his own. He’s a good kid, but I worry about those kids, and I’m thinking that maybe, instead of a hat with a ‘phat cable’ I’ll make him a quickie Lion Brand scrap blanket instead. He may not like it quite as much, but it’ll be machine washable and I”m sure he’ll get more use out of it. His mother has let go of all responsibility, right? Shouldn’t someone step up, even if it’s for something tiny?

And…that’s about it. I should update the webpage sometime in the next couple of weeks–it’s been, like MONTHS since I last did that!!! But what can I say? My house is still a mess, the kids are still cute, and I slept a lot this weekend. I mean, it’s a personal headline for ME, but for everybody else, it’s pretty damned soporific! Sorry about that, folks, I’ll try to be entertaining tomorrow!!!

0 thoughts on “What do you mean, I haven’t blogged today?”

  1. roxie says:

    Harrison Ford remains hot! And that youngster sidekick of his – yum! I love that everyone has aged and life has moved on in the story. It was great fun!

    You deserve a nice quiet boring weekend. Sleep, cuddle kids, read, write. Ten pages? Oh my gawd! You were just on FIRE!

    Summer vacation is just around the corner. Hang in!

  2. Galad says:

    You don’t have to be entertaining every day. A holiday weekend is a good time to take a break from all things routine.

    Relax and enjoy!

  3. Donna Lee says:

    I slept on and off all day today. it felt like such a luxury even knowing that work looms over tomorrow. I even pulled out the spinning wheel and produced some yarn barf. It was really pretty yarn barf, but barf nonetheless. No worries, I’m getting better. Enjoy the end of the weekend-summer is almooooooost here.

  4. TinkingBell says:

    I’d love a day like that- instead I’ve been packing and had a day of being yelled at by the 3 year old – when he hasn’t been whining that is!

  5. NeedleTart says:

    Hmmm,I spent Monday with my feet up because I hurt my knee. Don’t know how, it was either the Pre-K class (three-year-olds in school? WTF?) or gardening and spending hours (and hours!) on my knees. And before anyone asks, we don’t pray that way, so I can’t help you.

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