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Here are a few random pictures to tide you over to the full Vegas story...which will be forthcoming as soon as I regain consciousness.
This is the loverly Vegas me (TOTALLY DIFFERENT that the at-home-looking-like-a-scrub me) sitting in front of the window in our hotel room and trying to take a picture of myself. I think I was waiting for my friend to get ready and I was a little hopped up on the free gin & tonics we got in the casino. You'll have to forgive me, I honestly don't remember what possessed me to take this pic.
That's me wearing an oxygen thingy at the Oxygen Bar. That was fun...got rid of my headache. God, but I am hideous in this picture. Moving on.
This is the sunken living room in our hotel room. No, I'm not kidding. This hotel room was by far the nicest hotel room I've ever stayed in. I had ROOM SERVICE, peoples! I have NEVER in my ENTIRE life had ROOM SERVICE! And they brought a table cloth and laid it all out on the table by the window so we could watch the volcano at the Mirage blow up (nightly every half hour)!
Anyway - yes, I'm a rube, in case you couldn't tell. :) I'll try and eke the pictures out slowly over the next couple of days, and then we'll get back to our regularly scheduled knitting blog.
Am currently recuperating from a 4-day drunk, a 2nd degree sunburn, heat exhaustion and lack of sleep. Will post pictures when I figure out where I put my suitcase.
No knitting was done whilst in Vegas - too bloody hot to knit even a sock. Or laceweight. 94 degrees at 2-friggin-o'clock in the morning. Glad to be back in the semi-cool Northwest.
Oh, and apparently:
You scored as Albus Dumbledore. Strong and powerful you admirably defend your world and your charges against those who would seek to harm them. However sometimes you can fail to do what you must because you care too much to cause suffering.
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Had a Lorna's Laces buying frenzy...actually a flurry, but I spent WAY more than I was planning on 3 skeins of yarn and 3 patterns. (Not the shop's fault. Their prices are sweet. I just like expensive stuff, for some gawd-awful reason.) I bought 2 skeins of Lorna's Laces sock yarn in Tuscany, and 1 skein of LL's laceweight. Why only one skein, you ask? Because the sucker has 1200 yards in it, that's why.
So while I'm mourning the loss of a good chunk of my Vegas spending money and trying to figure out how in the name of all that is good in this world I am going to wind the biggest freakin' skein of yarn I've ever encountered, the lovely Kim says "Oh, would you like us to wind that into a ball for you?
Why yes, yes I would lovely Kim! So here's lovely Kim and the other lovely tea/yarn lady (whose name I don't believe I caught...and if I did and she's reading this, flame me in the comments! Please!0 winding the mondo skein of yarn. Lovely Kim is holding the skein while the Mysterious Yarn/Tea Lady operates the ball winder.
I was so fascinated with the ball winder, I took another picture. That's one big ol' huge ball o' yarn.
I also wanted to say that these ladies were so patient with MHP - he was a royal pain and kept bugging everyone in the store. Had I been there by myself, I would have stayed to knit, but he kept running all over the place, so we beat a hasty retreat just as soon as my big ol' ball o' yarn was done.
Later that evening, with MHP at the grandparents' house, I sat down to knit. On Debbie Bliss Cashmerino. Never knit with the stuff before, but I just about rolled around in it and enjoyed it thoroughly. (Knitting baby booties has never been such a delight for me.)
Then I get to this. I have never, in my entire knitting life, 
had a f*cking KNOT IN MY BALL OF YARN. (I apologize for the blurry picture, but that's a knot in my ball of Cashmerino, in case you did not know.)
Oh, that frustrated me to no end...and here's where Angel Dog comes in.
She loves me in her own slobbery bad-dog-breath kind of way. And I love her in a don't-you-come-near-me-if-i-am-wearing-white-with-your-constant-black-lab-shedding kind of way. So we have an understanding.
Unfortunately, the understanding may have escaped her that evening, as when she heard me cussing a blue streak at a little yellow ball of yarn, she translated that to "Libby is in TROUBLE!! I must save her from the evil yellow thing!" She came right over, snatched the buttery cashmerino from my lap, pulling out stitches as she went, and took the ball of yarn outside, where she promptly dumped it into the flowerbed.
I wanted to be mad, but I couldn't - that was just too dang funny. ANYWAY...I have to go lie down; this Vegas preparation stuff is wearing me plum out. I haven't been on a vacation in 4 years...it's a lot of work!
I'm just stalling because I really don't have any knitting news. Do have a few odds and ends though:
Hope you are all having a GREAT TUESDAY!!
Oh, and I took another one of those quizzes. Apparently, they have a name for a girl who does what she wants when the mood strikes and doesn't really fit in a category...
I am Progressive Girl Click on the picture below to read more:
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Here's another one - my Inner European is Irish. (Check out my profile pic - my Outer European is Irish too.)
Your Inner European is Irish! |
You drink everyone under the table. |
As for the visitation situation, I've decided to only allow 2 visits for one hour each at a place of my choosing with a chaperone of my choosing. My friends Shannon and Sarah are WILDLY protective of MHP and should do the job just fine. I have informed FM that if he misses the visits at my desired times or if they do not fit his schedule, there will be no make-ups. I don't rearrange my schedule for ANYONE but TB and MHP. FM can go...well, he can go be the Kermit of all FMs back in Japan, for all I care.
I've been remiss to talk about anything knitterly in a while, so I thought I would post some pictures. BUT before I do, here's a great picture of my boss (one of them anyway, I have 22 people I support). That's a Darth Vader mask in case the picture is too dark :)
And here's a rather disturbing thing I found in my bag of Doritos the other
day. (Random, I know, but it was so shocking when I pulled it out that I had to share.) I think it's a glob of Dorito-spice-goodness.
I need to start eating healthy food...organic stuff. This Coke-And-Dorito habit is killing me.
On to the knitting pictures! I'm posting pictures of only the stuff I'm carrying in my knitting bag...I probably have other WIPs at home languishing in their plastic bags, but I don't know where they are right now.
Here are the baby booties (pattern from 50 Baby Bootees to Knit) I'm trying to finish for my cousin's baby...they finally found out it's a girl! (She's still pregnant. Not like they had the baby 6 months ago and are just now figuring this out.) Yarn is a Llama Silk blend from Queensland Collection. Kind of hard to see, but as the foot ends, there's a set of eyelets to lace a ribbon through. I'm thinking the pretty iridescent kind - maybe in a nice lavender. I'll just have to sew up the second bootie, but at least I finished knitting it! More than I can say for the next project...
TB's Harley Socks. I now have a deadline for these bad boys, I have to have them finished before next Friday, because TB is riding his Harley with his other Harley friends over to Spokane (other end of the state) that weekend, and I want his feet to be warm.
It will probably be 104 degrees over there...who am I kidding? I want him to have nice socks that remind him of his lovely girlfriend (who will be leaving for VEGAS in ONE WEEK AND TWO DAYS!!) so he doesn't bring 
home a(nother) biker chick. He has enough trouble with me. :)
Just for scale, and to see how big his feet are, I give you this. Giant mondo boy feet, my TB has.
Next we have the loverly socks I am knitting for my mom's friend. My mom's friend is a very nice lady, who used to knit me sweaters when I was really little, and knitting wasn't hardly as cool as it is now. She was a great knitter too - tried to teach my mom, and kind of fell flat...my mom is seriously unteachable.
ANYWAY - so on the Fourth of July 4 years ago, said friend of Mom (her name is Cate) woke up in the morning and couldn't move. She could lift her head, but that was pretty much it. Turns out, she has a blockage in her 
spine. Normally people have teeny ones (we're talking millimeters long)that cause tingling and numbness in their fingers and toes, but this was an inch long and caused paralysis.
SO! Being the person that I am and trying to be a better person, I am making socks for her. I like these socks because they're happy socks, and I hope she likes them too. Yarn is from Lorna's Laces, pattern is here. (I'm having a bit of an issue with the heel flap, but it's only my second pair of socks. Harley socks don't count because they've got a weird heel.)
And last, but certainly not least, is the Neverending Story Shawl. Looks like it may have an end sometime soon, if I don't get bored with the friggin' pattern before binding off and sewing up. I have about a million...I mean 4 more repeats on this pattern, apparently. I'm tired.
Scribble lace is doing well, progressing nicely - it's my "CSI" project...Spike TV (FOR GUYS!!) has 2 episodes of CSI on back-to-back at night, so I watch those and knit on the scribble lace for a while. It's not at work with me today, so I couldn't take a picture. I'll try to take one tonight - if I remember my camera.
Happy Friday everyone...
