Lorenzo Knits A Tomato

Another Kind Of Award

This morning, Tom heard this thru the bathroom door.

"And the winner of the Thursday Stupid Move Award goes to....

LAURIE!!!!

I'd like to thank the cat for waking us up at 5:50 this morning, by setting off the security alarm. Without his help and my inability to fall back asleep, I would have never been eligible for this award.

I would have never gotten into the shower, put shampoo in my hands and then started washing my face with it.

I'm glad I was able to make a come-back from last month, when I wasn't nominated for getting into the shower, putting exfoliating face wash in my hands and then rubbing it into my hair.

I'd also like to thank my husband for (MUSIC RISES) without his help (HOOK APPEARS ON STAGE) been able...ARGHHH!!!"

Embarrassed, Wes covers his face with his tail.

"My Mom - She won a Stoopie!"

Some knit stuff

OK, I did have some stuff to post about during the week but all of that work getting pictures off the camera. (Come on. Everybody roll their eyes at once.)

I finished knitting the alpaca chevron scarf. It's got to be blocked and I have to put on fringes and then it's OUTTA HERE.

This one has been gifted so now I can post a photo. Another Koolhaas (#3) made with Malabrigo in "Solymar" colorway.

More progress on the front of the Drunken Argyle vest. I've started the armhole decreases so it's going faster. I'm still thinking about making one for myself!

There was a tiny bit of snow around here yesterday and it gave the birdbath a "snow hat".

Wes was not impressed.

"Seriously Mom. All of this hunka-beautiful cat and you black and white me???"

One Word Tag Time

Emma tagged me. I guess she thinks I needed something to blog about - she's right! :-)

This is the One Word Challenge - answer the questions using only one word. Okay, here goes -

1.Where is your cell phone? Chair

2. Your significant other? Golf

3. Your hair? Cut-worthy

4.Your mother? Bowling

5.Your father? Bowling

6. Favorite thing? Fossil

7.Dream last night? Oy

8.Favorite drink? Latte

9.Your dream/goal? Health

10.Room you're in? Den

11.Your ex? Which?

12.Your fear? Fire

13.Where do you want to be in 6 years? Warm

14. Where were you last night? Den

15.What you're not? Tall

16.Muffins? Banana

17.One of your wish list items? Paint

18.Where you grew up? LI

19. The last thing you did? DVD's

20. What are you wearing? Jeans!

21.Your TV? Many

22.Your pet? Hiding

23.Your computer? Awesome

24.Your life? Busy

25.Your mood? Floofy

26.Missing someone? Yes

27.Your car? Love

28.Something you're not wearing? Make-up

29.Favorite store? B&N

30.Your summer? SOON

31.Like someone? Yup

32.Your favorite color? Red

33.When is the last time you laughed? Morning

34.Who will/would repost this? Lisa!!!

IMPORTANT PSA

This is important. Really IMPORTANT. You're going to thank me for telling you. Seriously.

If you received ANY of these

for Valentine's Day - or just have them in the house - DON'T EAT THEM!!!!!

They're bad and ALL of them MUST be sent to me immediately. Don't even stop to think about it. Just put them in a box and send them off TODAY.

I live to help others.

And you're welcome.

So NOT...

So NOT a Valentine's Day post. (I had a great day, tho. Hope y'all did too.)

Here's the thing. I haven't gotten a lot of knitting done over the past week or so. Wes is taking up the lap and I've been unable to tear myself away from the books I've been reading.

Tonight I finished the last Dresden book available and have to wait until Monday to get the next Rachel Morgan book. I'm on a fantasy/sci fi kick and am loving it!

I'm going to give Stephen King ONE LAST CHANCE so "Duma Key" might be my weekend read. Has anyone read it yet?

I picked up my knitting and got to work on the skinny Chevron Scarf. Hooray for knitting time. Flying along and then...SCREEEEEECH....I ran out of one of the colors. I've got another skein upstairs but that involves the use of my swift and winder and my butt leaving my chair.

NOT GONNA HAPPEN, MY FRIENDS. Wes won't allow it and I'm just fine with that. I'm going to sit here and watch Make Me A Supermodel (because I'm DEEP) and know that tomorrow is another day.

Please don't tell the knitting police my address.

Well Trained Cat

It's a good thing he knows

he's not

allowed on the table

I'm sorry. You don't know what I'm talking about because he also has the power of invisibility.

He'll be appearing at Caesar's in Vegas, next month.

Just a little late

Fly-By Post!

It's the Year of the Rat!

I know it was on the 7th but I was busy bowling my butt off. Happy New Year!

I'm a Rat. Are you?

Seed time

This weekend, I'm going to be buried in the seed catalogs. It's going to be INTENSE! Well, at least it's going to be fun. And no better time to think of growing season than when it's snowing outside.

I got a big box from Marisol this week, for our After-The-Holiday swap.

2 skeins of Nashua Creative Focus Chunky in a pretty turquoise. A bar of soap from Blessed Juno in Hand Knit. Very pretty smell! And a knitted flower washcloth. It's the Reverse-Bloom Flower Washcloth by Cindy Taylor from Interweave Knits Winter 2003.

I keep looking at this pattern and have been wanting to make one for a while. And she made one for me!

Amazing, Marisol!

Dark chocolate covered graham crackers and chocolate covered sunflower seeds. And a bag of San Francisco Sunshine coffee. YUMMMMM!

Atonement by Ian McEwan and a cute notebook. And look at her card. It's HER banner.

Ah, Marisol. You know me so well! Food, books, yarn. The TRIFECTA of gifts!

Thanks, girlfriend!!!

I said I would....

I told her I would.

And I did.

Because that's just how I roll. (HA HA HA. ROLL!)

This one's for Shan.

I don't know if it will help her with her work problems but the universe said it had to be done and I'm the gal that had to do it.

(Sorry for the dumb-ass move in the 9th frame.)

HUGS, Shan.

p.s. My team only took that game by 1 pin!

Commercial Break

Last night I watched the Super Bowl. Well, not so much watched as listened. OK. I didn't really listen. Tom was at work - but he wouldn't have watched either.

What I did was have it on while I read my book and then watched the commercials. I heard all the highlights so I knew the score, while enjoying Book 4 of the Hollows saga.

My favorite commercials:
Bridgestone - Squirrel
Diet Pepsi - What Is Love (Not so much most of it but I loved the ending with Chris Kattan)
Bud - Rocky the horse
Life Water - Thriller
Bridgestone - Headlights
Tide - Stain

Could have done without:
E-Trade - Baby (I hated Bob the baby. Why would I like this spewing brat?)

You KNOW some jackass is going to try it:
Gatorade - Thirsty Dog (Really folks. No Gatorade for the dog, ok?)
Amp - Jumpstart (But if someone is stupid enough to try, they deserve the fried nipples)

What were your favs and not-so-favs?

CAT(ch-up)

OK. I'm trying to clean the house and I'm waiting for the shredder to cool down, so I've got time to fill you in.

Last week was full of Wes stress and I don't know what I would have ever done if I had children.

Monday he went to the Vet to have his teeth cleaned. Drop-off was no problem-o. Pick-up was HUH?!?!?!

When the receptionist got his chart I noticed a medicine bottle with it. I looked. Eye drops. EYE DROPS? What the hell is wrong with his eyes??? I brought him in for his TEETH!!! (Anyone sensing panic, here?)

While in the Vet's care, he must have been trying to disappear burrowing in the cage, under a blanket. Cats don't close their eyes when they burrow and he scratched his eyes with the blanket. I can only assume that they use burlap sacks as blankets.

They never would have noticed but a technician saw that his eyes were a little red. They "stained" his eyes with this neon green stuff and saw the scratches. They weren't bad but they were there. (For the rest of the day he had this cool, green dot on one eye. He looked like Terminator Cat.)

Because of the anesthesia, they told us "He'll be sleepy the rest of the day."

I'm not sure what their definition of sleepy is because he was so freaking hyper, I thought I was going to have to take some sort of sedative. (I may have taken something and it might have been something that was meant for the cat. It was in a bottle in the closet. I'm alive, ok? Stop yelling!)

He was bouncing off the walls and doing things, unspeakable things, like going on our couch. It may not sound like much to you but he HATES the couch and refuses to touch it. If you pick him up and put him on the couch he leaves a dust cloud, like the Road Runner, while making his escape.

Drops. Right. We had to give him drops for 2 days and then take him back to the Vet. He loved having drops put in his eyes.

LOVED.

Like I love pulling brain matter out of my ears.

Something he loves even more is getting put into the crate, to go to the Vet. He used to be easy to stuff in there but because he had to do it twice this week, it took two of us to wrangle (or wrassle, for Rox) him inside.

At least his eyes were better and, as of today, he'll be done with the antibiotics, too.

All of you with kids, I bow at your feet. I wonder at your patience. I hope your kids brush their teeth.