Friday the 13th--Again??

What's with that, anyway? Not that I am superstitious, nor do I suffer from triskadekaphobia, but still.
Maybe that's the explanation for the summertime blues I'm suffering from?

Well, there was a respite this week. Not once, but twice, I got to go knit with my good peeps. Here they* are (well, some of them anyway, the others had already left when we broke for lunch) at Unraveled, where we went on a top secret mission. Not to worry, all will be revealed in due time.
*They* are Annette, Mary, Madge, and Fay Lynn.
Next up is a snap of my coffee table, full of yarn both caked and uncaked. This is what you do when you have to wait around for someone to come pick up an old appliance--and wait, and wait.
No, I didn't make it out of Unraveled without something following me home. Lisa Souza's Can't Elope kept following me around.
So it came home.
And hopped onto the swift.
And became....

A happy cake of yarn, ready to swatch!

Normally I don't much care for orange, but this was such a luscious pinky-peachy-canteloupe-y color, with just a touch of lime green here and there, and I couldn't resist.


They never did come, by the way. So I just kept winding. I think I am going to have to have a little chat with my local electrical utility. If they WANT people to turn in their old appliances, wouldn't you think they would make it easy??



No such luck. Yesterday was my THIRD appointment with them and my THIRD disappointment!

Oh well.

I got a few more rows of the Mystery Stole 3 done, too, but it isn't ready for its photo session yet. Soon, soon. I did download Clue 3 this morning so it will be ready whenever I am.

Do note, however, that I am sporting a "Slow Bee" button. I really am not racing anyone on this project!! (In fact, if some of the "guesses" as to the theme are correct, I may have to rip the whole thing out. Just sayin'. I do trust Melanie to pick something worthwhile, but honestly...)

Summertime Blahs

Babies in jail. The occasion was a birthday party at the park, and the "pen" was a good place to corral a couple of sleepy boys during the pinata-busting. Deryk (on the left) is 2 weeks older than Garrett.

They are a perfectly adorable pair.

Check out the Surfer Dude relaxing in his chair!

Can you tell I'm having a case of the summertime blahs?? Distracting you with cute baby pictures, which I didn't even take myself (they're lifted from D4 who is the dotingest of aunties).

There has, however, been knitting, just not the kind that makes for good pictures.

MS3 is now up to Row 119. If there's good TV on tonight, I might make it a few more rows. It isn't that I'm not enjoying it--it's a very good knit, the merino lace is just right for the #2 KP needles--it's just that I have to fight Padua for the chart. In fact, he's even drooled on it a couple of times, so I may have to re-print part of the chart. (It's two pages wide, so only half of it fits into the page protector. I'd add a second one, but then I wouldn't be able to move my marker up every time I finish a row.) (Well, if I could find my magnetic dooby, I could, but that's too much effort right now. It's hot.)(My current marker is two slices off a Macy's ad, scotch-taped together in the middle.)

Yesterday was a Montrose Monday, which is always a Good Thing. I was able to tink back four rows on the Rose Garden Shawl--did I mention that it had a problem on Sunday night? Something about knitting while playing with a Grandcarrot. Anyway, I had gotten te pattern "off" and rather than try to fudge it, I tinked back the four rows. Tinking Silk Rhapsody? Let's just say, it was not rhapsodical. Luckily Madgik, Mary, and MJ were not able to read the words in my head. Anyway, the shawl got corrected and is now back on track, and I was able to complete a few more repeats. Once it looks more like something, I'll take its picture again.

In other news, I am now pedometer-equipped, thanks to D4, and busily counting my steps. The goal is 10K a day. Right now, it's 7 pm and my total is at 2231. Sigh. I foresee a walk around the block a couple of times tonight--that measly total includes a trip to Party City for--wait for it!--party supplies (housewarming party for Anne) and a trip to San Gabriel Bead Co. for beads for another lace stole. Plus six loads of laundry.

Oh well, maybe my next post will be more interesting. Let's certainly hope so! Meantime, go on over to Anne's blog and check out the pictures of her darling kitten. Little Blackie needs a home quite desperately...