spoiled!

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When I said I was spoiled in yesterday’s post I meant it. But sort of in that way where you mean it, but still think it’s okay. Well, this may have put it over the edge into another category. I was at Kathleen’s yesterday for a bit-o-knitting and a few surprises awaited. Check out more birthday prezzies ……

Some Claudia Handpainted! This is the copper pennies colorway. Do you think Sue knows my favorite colors? I haven’t knit with this before and am looking forward to getting some socks on the needles!

and if you can stand it, more fabulous yarn – Dream in Color Smooshy in the In Vino Veritas colorway. This was from Kathleen, who ordered it from Kris!

I do believe I have become the fiber world’s version of Veruca Salt!

But now, my dears, we think you might
Be wondering—is it really right
That every single bit of blame
And all the scolding and the shame
Should fall upon Veruca Salt?
Is she the only one at fault?
For though she’s spoiled, and dreadfully so,
A girl can’t spoil herself, you know.
 
[via Wikipedia] 

dream in color

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Cara has spoiled me! She sent me my absolute favorite colorway of Dream in Color yarn. Cara had heard me mention that I had fallen in love with this yarn when Kathleen had shown it to me and as luck would have it Knitty came out with the perfect pattern – Jeanie! thank you Cara – you’re the best!

Kris (and Dana!) at Sonny and Shear have a great online shop and do a lovely job of packing and shipping. It arrived promptly and was wrapped with bows and some fancy tea thrown in as well! what could be better?!

On the personal knitting front I am making good headway on the secret Cara’s baby project. I attempted to torture her a bit with the sound of my row counter – when we were on the phone I told her I was knitting a surprise for the bambino and held the ka-kching up to the phone. “You’re COUNTING ROWS??!!” she screamed. I am a row counter but don’t usually count them as I go, I count them once I get to a certain point.

In other news, D#1 called this weekend to inform me and Boar that she had her nose pierced. Don’t you just love these kids? I actually don’t object, I would get my own pierced if I thought I had a good nose for it (I think they need to be pointier than mine). Anyway that did provide a bit of excitement since Boar does not share my opinion. oh well, times they are a changin’!

this just in ……

45<50

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I thought I would share with you a small funny – do you remember this policeman pig mug from my Pig a Day series? Well, he sits next to my knitting chair and holds all kinds of crafty things, Chibis, stitch markers, crochet hooks, scissors etc.

Do you see what D#2 did to him? She took a stitch marker and gave him a nose ring! Now he looks like one of the Village People! She’s a wiseguy that one. I must admit, I find it very funny and also somehow oddly fitting – he seems happier, more at peace with himself.

and how about a big WOW for all of those birthday wishes!!!! you guys are the best! I had a great day – Boar has informed me that the shipment on my present was delayed, so I will have to regale you with prezzies pictures at a later date.

I have been explaining to everyone my theory on becoming 45. When you turn 40, you know that you have hit a number. That somehow a shift has occurred. However, you are so newly arrived in this position, this age, that is almost seems like pretending.

For example, a kindergartener or first grader is technically in the school system, but they are so young, so cute that it hardly seems serious. Sure they have homework and they are learning – but it’s all so darling that it just makes you smile.

That is what 40 is like to the business of being middle-aged. You are so brand new to it all, it hardly seems real. People will say, “40?! that’s nothing!”

Forty five is a different story all together. Now people sigh, nod their heads knowingly and say, “45?! you might as well be 50.” It’s all about the rounding up.

Happy Birthday to Me!

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Check out the present from FA in PA! This is the back of a Piggly Wiggly t-shirt that FA hunted down for me when she was visiting FC in SC. It certainly makes me wish we had a Piggly Wiggly close by!

Yes, today is my b-day. I am 45 years old. Girlfriends are taking me out for a birthday dinner tonight and Mr. Boar has explicit instructions to provide cake this weekend. Carrot cake!