Socks

Finished my monkeys. Well my sister's monkeys...unless something miraculous happens in the blocking process and they grow enough to fit my size 9 feet. Hey it could happen.

My brother informed me that he would really like socks. You know the kind I make not like the ones he's wearing. When I asked him what color he wanted, he told me that it should have 5 colors (5 being the number of the moment--he really wants to go into kindergarten like some of his classmates, and was really disappointed when I told him he can't go until he's 5). I'll dye something up that will, hopefully, not be too garish, tacky or feminine(my mother's concern).

I think I'm going to knit my youngest sister a scarf from the pink mixed roving I spun up. I cannot believe that 1-she's 18 now and 2-she's graduating high school. Now if she could only learn how to drive better, then the collective family can stop driving her to work and school.

In other news, my sinus infection morphed into a sore throat, fever with aches, and congestion thing. It's mostly over now, just have to deal with a slightly painful throat and the congestion. This is especially interesting when combined with my allergies. Mucus. Lots of it. I should warn you, I tend to be a bit of a hypochondriac. I can diagnose myself into almost anything.

I'm off now, not to shower but to take a little boy to his soccer practice. And I have nothing cast on to take with me. Crap. Wings lost yesterday. Sigh.

Friday

I didn't quite finish those socks for my sister. I was avoiding them yesterday. It's not that the pattern was hard or anything--I've just been in the mood to do some spinning. In order to spin, I need to dye some of my roving. I'm resisting raiding my etsy shop for the roving (merino and tencel roving is unbelievably soft). And I've been busy doing b-day related stuff and general laziness.

Other than that, I'm sore from my gardening. Shoveling is hard work. I was actually more as time wore on than less. Today took a turn for the better. The four-year-old keeps checking to see if the plants have vegetables so far---note, he doesn't want to see them grow, he just wants to pick the veggies.

I've also noted a tendency to end my posts by saying that "I need to take a shower". Apparently, I need to come up with a new way to end posts that don't imply OCD or poor hygiene.

Just a dash

Me plant seeds. Me tired.

That's about all that's going through my head right now. Well that and "I really need to finish the swing set." So what if it's going on 3 weeks? And we can't really use the yard that now doubles as a lumber mill. That's one of my goals for this weekend.
I already fertilized and planted everything in the main veggie bed, but I still have to get to the containers, which is my second goal for the weekend. Must finish planting before summer really begins. Michigan growing seasons can be short...or really long...you just can't predict these things.

On to knitting:
I just turned the heel of my second monkey sock and I seem to be having some trouble finishing it. The problem is not with the pattern, or SSS (second sock syndrome), rather it has everything to do with the fact that these socks which I began to knit for me...don't fit. They fit my younger sister (who will most likely be the default recipient of all socks that are too small to fit me), but I wanted them for me.

Me.

Me.

Me.

It's not that I'm selfish about sharing knitted stuff. I love it actually. It's just that I know she doesn't really get the whole knitted sock thing, and I'm not sure she'll really appreciate them. But I'm sure she'll like them...once they finish...which may or may not me in time for her b-day in 3 days.
You know that whole birthday deadline angle might be just the thing those socks finished. I love working on a deadline (when there's a reasonable chance I'll get something done...this will not be a repeat of the baby blanket from hell incident I'd like to keep just between us).

I guess I have my evening planned out. Knitting, showering and kitchen clean-up. My family informs me that the above order of importance is not acceptable. Sigh.

Uh...hi.

I made a rule when I started this blog: I am not allowed to bring down the morale of anyone and everyone who happens to read this with my grumpiness. So, as I'm in the middle of a funk--actually I'm hoping its towards the end of the funk--I haven't been blogging. Or cleaning my bedroom (but that's another matter).
I have been knitting though, just not taking pictures of any of the my knits. I could describe my lovely socks, but that would get boring really, really fast.
So, if you'll excuse me, I'm off to not work and take a shower before I crash.
Later.