Week in recap

Monday: Tetnous Shot

Tuesday: Framily Dinner at Rivendell. Tammy C in Town

Wednesday: Lunch with Tammy Squared, Celine Dion Concert, dinner at Aria's

Thursday: Traveled to Kansas City with Drew and had lunch with Baby Sis in Columbia

Friday: Kemper Art Museum, Nelson-Atkins Art Museum

Saturday: Westport and Yarn store shopping

Sunday: Return to St Louis

Hating my life

Just deleted what I had blogged it was so self loathing and whiny I decided why subject anyone to the rubbish. I just hate my life, I want a better one. I am putting that out into the universe. I want to feel good about myself again.

On a different note, had a tetnous shot this morning. My insurance wouldn't cover it and now I am feverish and my arm is throbbing. More boo-hoo here. I guess I should say welcome to my pity party.

Even my knitting is not going well right now. I need a break.

There is a Light

And my knitting is found, but not home yet. The abundance of snow has kept me from retrieving my Crystal Palace #8s. Tomorrow is another day, or maybe Friday is another day, since I don't see getting my knitting back until then. But all is well. I dropped the whole kit and caboodle in a chandler shop on Cherokee Street. It was kind of a cool shop (literally), with lots of beautiful hanging lights and one horrid elk antler chandler. I thin the thing that surprised me was the ugliest light had the largest price tag. It is the sort of thing I would expect to see in a haunted house or the most testosterone inspired man cave.

Cuz and Deuce are home. He appears to be figuring out the rules for life on the outside. Again there are more photos at flickr.com on amysuemc76 account. I must admit Deuce is a very cute baby, but I am prejudiced. Could beloved Cuz produce anything else, I ask you?

Off work today because of snow and using companion's computer, which is slow as glacier drift before global warming. But nice to just be blogging along.

Mixed Bag

I lost my knitting today while on Cherokee Street. It is completely my fault for slopping it around like I did, but heck I didn't deserve to lose it. I know it fell off when I was in some narrow little shop looking at some little trinket or such. To be fair, I was not overwhelmed by the project. I bought the yarn to make a scarf for a friend's birthday (one that is already past). The colors were turning out wrong for her so I was knitting with no clue where the scarf would end up, but you know me, once started must be finished (Juno aside). I did not expect for the project to end up on the mean streets of Cherokee. I think the thing I regret most is losing my number 8 Crystal Palace needles. They were the first set of real knitting needles I purchased almost 2 years ago.

Second, if you want to see picture of Cuz's new man go to flickr.com and look for amysuemc76. For a little guy he is awfully hansome.

Carlos Madrid II

In case I missed you somewhere else. Carlos Madrid II was born this morning at approximately 10:20 am at BJHC. He is 7 pounds 4 ounces. From what I have heard mother and baby are doing fine.

Balloonacy

I could blog about how 3 friends were sitting around on a Tuesday night and suddenly boredom turned into an evil plan, but I have a miserable cold and I want to go to bed soon. So instead I will direct you to http://stlrachelknits.blogspot.com/2009/01/balloonacy.html . She did a much better job of reporting my whereabouts, and there are pictures. In the meantime wish me clear sinuses.

Evil is, as Evil Does

So I love my friends, LOVE THEM. But it doesn't stop me from joining in on an evil plan to thwart one of them when an awesome plan is suggested. I don't want to divulge my crime, but let me just say, latex and hot air was involved. Hee, hee, I wish I could be a fly on the wall when our looner crime is discovered.