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I can't think of a title for this entry. What has the world come to? I think my children fried my brain this morning. Hmm... or maybe it was the frantic cleaning tyraid I went on... MIL is coming so you know... must put down knitting and clean! Bah!

So, I finally put away our things into this cutsy little old house china cabinet. It was in there before... in boxes. Now it's on display including my Great Aunt Stella's Crystal and Silver Set. I'm so happy it finally has a home.


Then I got carried away... and hung up all of Miss N's paintings from this week on the wall. It's better than a boring white wall. We're still picking colors...


Ah, the knitting, that's what you come for isn't it?! Here's some progress I made on Hub's BearFoot Socks. I can never get a good picture of the amazing colors in this yarn. It really is quite beautiful. I tried them on Hub just after I turned the heel... and well, broke a needle. Whoops. So from now on I'm only trying them on myself. So far no broken needles that way. I am just done with the gusset so they are ready for some mindless knit night knitting tonight!


And I'm doing another trade with the fabulous Amy. She sent me this crazy Montana Targhee to make her youngest some pants. They are zooming right along. The waistband pooled. Which is the funniest thing. I've never seen that happen! Hub says it looks like a broken doppler radar thing. I'll be doing two pair for Amy. The second is going to be suuuuper yummy. I had the colorway custom dyed on BFL.



And see here... this is the picture of my Roza Sock progress... oh wait... I can't show you that because Missy T is busy working away on her sweater and not starting her Roza's. Hmm... she is going to see the Harlot soon... you'd think she'd get on the sock for heavens sake! Anyhow, I've made a little progress on them.

My little brother (number 1 of 4) called yesterday to see what Miss E and I wanted for our birthdays. Actually he changed his mind mid-conversation and decided he could handle a gift for a 1 year old, just not a 31 year old. When I told him books, he said "You're such a nerd. That's boring.". Well, I think I could find PLENTY of company that would see some excitement and quite frankly some essentials on that list! Boring... bah!

Alright folks... back to manic cleaning Wednesday.