It’s about that time
Time for an update, that is.
First and foremost, the first Jaywalker is done. I give you, AJ#1:
So. I’m kind of bummed about this. I like the sock, don’t get me wrong. But the heel totally effed up the neato spiral stripey thing the yarn had going on. Then it finally came together again, but it pooled like a mofo, only to end in a less than pleasing toe. I dunno, maybe I’m being too hard on her, but I expected more. And the absolute killer? I didn’t even check to see how much yarn I had before starting this sock. Turns out if I’m knitting to gauge (I’m scared to check), I’m about 40 yards of yarn short on sock #2. And this is Cherry Tree Hill Superwash Potluck Supersock Yarn. Which basically means there’s no chance in hell of finding matching yarn. When I bought this skein, it was the only one of it’s color in a whole shipment that Karen the yarnstore lady got. So I think I’m going to be ghetto and knit the toe of sock #2 with an entirely different yarn. Probably in red.
But that’s a problem for later, because I promised myself that I wouldn’t start the second sock until after I completed this frigging shawl for my mother. . .that I still haven’t successfully started yet. I bought some bryspuns cause people said they were great for getting under thin yarn, but I think they’re too short, only 10″, and I’m scared to try again. My mom even said (when I told her that her surprise very late present is kicking my ass,) “why don’t you just not make it then?”, but I don’t think I can do that. Now I’m worried that I’ll just keep telling myself that I’ll pick it up eventually, and never actually do it.
On to non-knitting news, I really like white russians. Saturday night after a friend’s graduation party, I bought a bottle of kahlua and made some white russians for Rob and I. They were tasty delicious. Then I got all tired and wanted to go to sleep, but Rob and I got into an argument. Birth control can really screw with a person, and thus, screw with their relationship. I ended up leaving and getting a coffee with Stephen at the diner while he let me vent about things. When I came home, we were able to talk about things and make up. Making up is the best part. :]
Sunday was running around like mad. Rob got his turbo back and got his car running, and then we had to go get stuff for it so he could take it to a friend’s house to fix his exhaust. . .then dinner at his parent’s house. . .it was a busy day. And night. :]
Which leads me to waking up for work today and being exhausted and already missing him. I haven’t seen him all day because he had errands to run and hasn’t been home since around 11 this morning. I miss him. :[
Today was my boss’ first day back to work from his honeymoon. He was all tan and chill. Good times. Today was kind of stressful though. I had some stupid emotional moments, but I didn’t blow up or anything.
When I came home, one of my 13 new shirts was waiting for me with my $1 makeup. I haven’t used any of the makeup yet cause it feels like a waste, just to go to bed and have to wash it off. I did try the two chapsticks I got with it though, and I think I have a new favorite, which is pretty impressive, since chapstick is like crack for me.
Found out today that I have next Monday AND Tuesday off of work for the holiday. How frigging awesome. And on that note. . . I’m out.