I’m big for my age.

okay, the skies are blue and the temperatures are cool. As you can see in my previous post, I have a husband who not only has a good sense of humor, but also makes the bed. So what do I have to complain about?

nothing.

nothing that I didn’t bring on myself.

Do you remember a few weeks ago I went to that away horse show with D#2? Do you also remember that I fell off of my WW wagon while at the show? Truth be told, I kind of hopped down from the wagon, falling off implies it was unintentional.

What you may not know is that I did not climb back on the WW wagon until last night. I have been spending these past weeks not on WW. Not worrying about what I ate or drank. I kept telling myself that it had only been a few weeks (I thought it was three) and how bad could it be? That I would soon be back on track.

Well, the scale and my WW card tell a different story. It has been FIVE weeks and I gained 10 pounds. TEN. I deserve every single one of them. but still. shit.

ps. please don’t leave me “you can do it” comments. I KNOW I can do it. I just don’t want to. How about “get off your fat ass” comments? or if you don’t want to be that harsh you could say dimpled rump.

He’s so fine, there’s no tellin where the money went

So it’s Sunday evening and the weekend is winding down. I decide to cruise through the blogs ………

Did you guys check out Mr. Frick? cute, huh? and how about Georgie? a pack of hotties those two!

So what do I do? I quick grab the camera and run through the house in search of Boar, hoping that he still has on his swim trunks. I’ve already got an entry entitled the swimsuit competition running through my head.

Lo and behold, he is NOT wearing his swimtrunks. He is wearing something much, much better and much much sexier than any swimsuit around.

He’s wearing a pillow! While I am sitting on my arse, cruising the Internest, Mr. Boar is putting the sheets on our bed!

Let’s hear it for the Boar ladies – how freakin sexy is that?!

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He seemed a bit startled by the flash, and asked what the hell was I doing? So I explain to him that all the knit bloggers were posting pictures of their cute husbands and I think he is really going to take the cake with this whole very sexy making of the bed thing he had going on.

Boar decided to seal the deal with a money shot.

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That Boar, he’s a good sport!

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how about an ugly picture of a pretty shawl? I thought that hanging it from my television armoire thing would help to show the length and that angling it to be half in the sun half in the shade would add some arty qualities.

I think I should just stick with the knitting and leave the Ansel Adams stuff to you-know-who.

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It is so hot here. And humid. Even though the air conditioning is running, just knowing that it is that hot is exhausting.

D#2 is attending a creative writing workshop at Adelphi University this week. This is a wonderful thing and she is enjoying it very much. For me it means driving – lots and lots of extra driving. I have been spending many extra hours on the LIE. gah!

And although that does mean more together time with Onslow, I am not thrilled.

When I have not been bitching about driving my smart and creative daughter to wonderful opportunities in my cool little car, I have been hard at work on the Kimono Shawl and will hopefully tomorrow will have some pictures for you. Listening to Cast On on the ipod while knitting is my new favorite thing to do!