The next movie line up for consideration is:
he: "What makes you think I'm a lawyer?"
she: "You've got that sharp, useless look about you."
Good luck to all.
I haven't been able to find the time to do much knitting. A big reason for that is that we have been doing extensive spring cleaning around here, starting with *gasp* the garage! There is something so feng shui about having a place for everything, and knowing where everything is. I feel the need to simplify a lot of things in my life, and getting rid of unnecessary things I don't need and organizing the things I want to keep goes a long way toward easing my mind.
But my knitting time every day is very essential to my peace of mind, so I know that it's important to make time for that. And soon. I think that's a big reason why I've been feeling so out of sorts.
In the meantime, I've discovered some entertaining podcasts about knitting, to listen to while I clean. I've especially been enjoying "It's a purl, man". It's knitting from a guy's perspective, and he's very entertaining. He makes me laugh because he reminds me of my grown nephews sometimes, the way they think.
The weather here has been beautiful, and we've been loading the boys up in the red wagon and walking around the neighborhood. It's nice to be outside and not get so chilled. That's Girlie with her Dram-Drams and the boys.
This weekend I will be going on a yarn "shop hop" organized by my local knitting guild. This will be the first time I've gone, so I'm not sure what to expect. But I'm looking forward to a day to myself surrounded by other knitters. Doesn't that sound like fun?
In baby news, Sproutie has learned to whistle. I wouldn't believe it myself if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes. He just started copying his dad one day. It's the cutest thing ever. This little baby boy could be his daddy's twin. They look and act so much alike. That's fine with me because I kinda like the Count. But the one thing I wish the baby wouldn't imitate is his dad's early bird tendencies. I am by nature a night owl, and come alive oh, about 10:00 at night. I've tried to squash that and train myself to go to bed earlier, but all I ever do is lay there for hours, no matter what time I've gotten up in the morning. So I might as well be productive and knit. And watch a little Buffy while I'm at it.
That would all be fine if Sproutie didn't wake twice every night to nurse, then spring wide awake at about 5:30 every morning, ready to start his day. That makes for one very tired mommy.
ZimDee has gotten into the habit of removing every piece of clothing he is wearing to go pee-dee in the toilet, then putting them all back on, usually backwards and inside out. As long as he is getting dressed again. For a while there he would "forget" to put his underwear and pants back on, then terrorize us all with his nakedness. So inside out and backwards Nemo underwear are much better than none at all in my book. Except if you've paid any attention to the construction of boy's briefs, the front "pocket" area is much shorter than the back area designed to fit around little tushies. So half the time he is walking around looking baggy in the front and speedo-tight, plumber's crack in the back. It's quite hilarious. I would take a picture to show you, but I don't want to get arrested for indecency.
My love to all.