a la Muppet Treasure Island:
(Big ups to mollylouhoo, her post made me remember this song.)
The first rule of Fort Snax is… your hair will definitely look freaky.
We had some people over, who (although it’s hard to believe) are also married adults… however it quickly digressed to this:
Snackopolis. This is a Fort City.
I swear- we try to be upstanding and dignified. However, when it’s cold out and you’re bored and you’re with some goofy people, it will almost always end up in a fort. If only to keep warm. Because it all started with people feeling cold, so we brought out alllll of our blankets. (Maybe also a couple of pillows.)
Also, I still haven’t boxed up the Nutcrackers. This laziness has definitely started affecting my knitting. The colder it gets, the lamer I get. I’m not going to lie, I’m going through a [burnt out on knitting] stage.
Sax however is not feeling these same thoughts and is instead very energetic. She’s decided to run for office:
Doesn’t this picture just scream Sax in ’08?
There are others on my flickr. However, she definitely chose the dirtiest corner in the whole place to pose for her campaign shots.
Sorry I’ve been so lame guys. I know I was gone for like two weeks, then I come back with nothing cool to show for it (because I can’t go on with my lace, I just can’t right now) and you don’t even get a crappy souvenir ashtray even though you don’t smoke and it’s kind of insensitive… Geez. You don’t even get an insensitive gift that you can try and sell on eBay. I give up- it’s time to go into hibernation.
Here’s an old picture of the boy knitting (and the cat helping):
The pure mention of this song gets it stuck in my head!
Yesterday I finished Clue One of the Spring Shawl Surprise:
I’ve never taken pictures of lace before, does this look okay? Too busy?
Detail of the side that’s the least jacked up.
Of course, a new clue is out and since Granma is going to be in a car for two days, I’ve got to knock this next one out if I want to keep up with her. When I’m not busy being a lace maniac (complete with trances and possible lace murders) I’m knitting on this puppy:
I turned the heel, so it’s all sunshine and roses here. Well except for the rain and general gloom. But, I did make my own laundry detergent the other day and that’s all that matters! Wait- what?
Oh look, Justin Timberlake (back when he had a bleached ‘fro, has everyone forgotten that fact?)
What are your favorite flashback songs that you either love/hate/love to hate? (Think it out loud in the comments pretty please, I want to know I’m not alone in my delusions.)
I cried a little today.
Turns out, I’m not a lace knitter! But I will prevail. Because lace is not going to get the best of me… just yet anyways. I think I’ll suck it up and let it kick me in the face later.
How does Sax feel about it? Just fine:
Unless you try and take her mouse- then she might cut you:
I thought, I need some cheering up, since it took me like two hours to do a row today because I kept messing up… (at least I finally have the right amount of stitches now and if it’s all jacked up, according to my Granma, that just makes it more my (terrible looking) shawl than anyone elses.
Also, let’s be honest here people, this sucker isn’t going to be a shawl, it’s going to be a monster. So I thought, what will cheer me up? … you guessed it!
Although… I got a little out of control.
Thanks Amy Sedaris. I definitely feel ready to party!