Feral Knitting

Okay, first off, check out our new ride:

My dad asked me if it drove itself as well. I think that was his way of saying that these modern strollers are far to fancy pants for his liking. Well, never mind him, I’ll say I think this is one sweet ride. Big, but not too big, good shock absorption for our root cracked sidewalks, and noiseless tube tires that give an overall smooth trip. And, there’s the proof. Baby C is fast asleep. He actually stays awake for the bulk of his walks nowadays, but usually can’t make it the whole way. On this specific  walk it was good, as he fell asleep when he was facing the sun. I could have put a blanket up to block the sun for him, but there’s something about a covered up stroller that gives me the willies. It just might be a certain local lady we have who has been spotted for years pushing a covered up stroller around. Rumours abound as to what exactly is in that stroller, but I think the one thing we all know is that it’s not a baby. But I digress.

And, true to form, I walked a little too aggressively and ended up with blisters and a reinjured hamstring (yes, thank you wii jogging, for doing me in the first time). My ankle, the one missing all the tendons, is also finally becoming a permanent issue for me. I’m going to blame the baby. Seven years went by with minimal discomfort, he shows up and now I’m a semi cripple. Good thing he’s so darn cute, sweet, adorable and funny. Awww, I love him. I think I’m going to have a million more babies.

Speaking of babies, today I celebrated my first Mother’s Day. Well, technically this isn’t my first, as a few years ago when I was in England I celebrated Mothering Sunday rather inadvertently in a small church in London, where all the boys gave all the women of child bearing years, whether they had babies or not, a flower. It was odd. But more about that some other time It started like any other day, 5:30 making food for wee baby while hard-to-awaken husband lumbered on in deep sleep. Sometime around seven I got my gift. Hee hee hee, heavy handed hints prevailed! Let me tell you the whole story.

Husband and I found ourselves in need of a few things, but being the cheap-os we are, we didn’t really want to spend money to get them. Specifically we needed a new vacuum cleaner, a stroller and a car seat. We hmmed and hawed over this, and finally husband had a brilliant mind flash (it hurt my eyes). He took all his and my airmiles and areoplan points and converted them in to HBC giftcards. We had been hoarding points for more than 8 years, so ha! we ended up with a ridiculous amount of money. First trip was to get the stroller, which we found on sale. Of course, when we went to buy it they were gone, so we got a raincheque, and a few days later, after the gift cards had arrived, we wnet back and it was there, so we bought our stroller. Then he found a vacuum, but the one we wanted was not available, so we were put on a waiting list. Apparently if you are a waiting list, you get 10% off, which is amazing as the type we wanted never, ever goes on sale. Sure enough, it came in, and we went off to buy it with our gift cards.

However, when we got there, (after the stroller nearly cracked my hand in half in the parking lot, but alas, that is a tale for another day) we were told that we had too many cards and would have to amalgamate them, which would take a bit of time. So there we were, with a bit of time to kill. So I steered him off to the jewelry department, to show him a beautiful bracelet I had seen months before and had been secretly coveting. “Isn’t it gorgeous?” I asked him. Hint delivered, but was hint received?

it was! it was!

Had to go full-size on this photo, just so everyone could bask in its glory. I told the baby I was glad he was a boy so I’d never have to worry about him borrowing it and breaking it.  I love it! I am not really a jewelry person. I tend to have a few pieces and wear them constantly, but when I find something I really like, it becomes a most cherished and used piece. Anyway. So, yes, I had to make my own coffee, and my own lunch, and clean up the kitchen and change stinky bums, and all those other dreary things I usually do, but ha! I did it all with a gorgeous piece of jewelry on.

And of course, I couldn’t not mention the Anniversary Sale. This weekend was the 88 Stitches Anniversary Sale. It was , of course, a blast. There are few things better than being in a room full of excited, happy knitters. I played bag lady so I could inspect, pet and wish the yarn a good journey to their new homes. It was also an opportunity to vicariously enjoy everyone’s shopping experience.  One yarn that sold amazingly well was the Mountain Meadow Wool. We just got it in this week and our pile had dwindled down to almost nothing by the end of Saturday. It’s squishy and authentic and firm and soft. (yes, that is possible.)

What did I pick up? Well, I was too busy to get anything, but I did strike up a deal with Melissa and bought some stitch markers from her. I know, I don’t need any more stitch markers, but these are so cute!

I will cast on some socks as soon as I’m done making Droolius a few more bibs, then I’ll take some actions shots. Ha, socks, like I’d make more than one!