Sunday, March 05, 2006
Got Jesus yarn?
Every day on the way to work I walk past this car, which is always in the state government parking lot between my house and the office. This is SO dang North Carolina. Everybody and their granny has a personalized license plate here, and a heckuva lotta them are about Jesus. A heckuva lotta them are also mis-spelled. What I want to know is, if HE DYED 4 ME, where's my stinkin' yarn?? Do I have to wait for the afterlife to cash in?
The other funny thing about this car is the person who drives it - not really who I would have expected. I'll let you all guess as to the sort of person who would pay to have this license plate.
So, how have you all been? I've missed you so much! My work schedule has been keeping me from the internets generally, so as part of my much-anticipated lazy Sunday today (no painters!!), I've been tooling around checking out what all's happened since I dropped off the face of the earth. Bugheart has joined a 30-day photo-posting project, and her photos are incredible, so I highly recommend checking them out. Jay has officially launched his blogiversary celebration challenge, and I am dithering about whether to enter. Can my wrists handle another serious knitting challenge on the heels of the Knitter Olympics?? (You see my medal up there, right? Ahem.) But the prizes, OH the prizes! A highly tempting enticement.
Maybe the challenge is a good idea. Right now I'm just fooling around making some slow progress on a surprise project for someone who I can't tell you her name (Secret *cough* Pal *cough*). I don't want to arouse the anger of the surprise gods, so I'll just show you a little peek at the yarn.
I'd love some motivation to get moving on the all-for-me merino/silk/cashmere Silk Road thingy yarn cardigan... perhaps the challenge is just what I need. Perhaps.
Lazy Sunday has been great so far: getting up late, chilling with Mr. HWWLLB, veggie fritatta for luch, soaking up lots of sun in the fresh air while doing some yardwork, a quick trip to the store, a chocolate croissant, and any minute now Kristy's coming over to fire up the compact portable steamer and do some serious blocking. Did I mention she's bringing wine? She's bringing wine. And she doesn't care that I haven't vacuumed or tidied up in about a month. Ah, this is the life! Why can't every day be a Lazy Sunday?