Tarts and work and lurgy and shtuff
What can I say. The picture pretty much sums it up. Thanks to my latest obsession, icanhascheezburger, for the ridiculously silly and cute pic. :D
Hrm, yes. A pretty plain life at the moment. I'm settling in to work, which has some great moments and some horrid moments - fairly standard for most jobs I suppose. It's rewarding, but hell demanding, and I'm coming home pretty ratshit most days. As a result of huge change and adjustment (and exposure to sniffly coughing teenagers), I got sick. Third week into work and I've already taken a sick day. How embarrassing. And when I turned up to my volunteer work this morning, they told me to bugger off, go home, and don't even think about infecting them with my evil lurgy. Heh.
But! I am getting a tiny bit of time to knit. And I mean tiny... but I'm happy with that! Despite the fact that I took yesterday off, I spent most of it curled up on the lounge, unconscious or semi-conscious and having really freekin weird dreams. Booo for disrupted REM patterns. So I did a couple of rows, and realised that once again I'm having serious colour issues with the green jumper. Double booo!
The beeg excitement for this week was Cynthy coming to stay (I hope I didn't infect you too! Ick!) and going out for a hugeMUNGous dinner and hanging out chit-chatting and watching dvds. Yay for midweek visitors and courses in Canberra :D
A friend came over and hung out and dyed wool with me! It was awesome... I love having people over. :D It's one of those strange things about me: I'd rather host a dinner or a morning tea or a get-together at my home than go out most of the time. I do love going out, but something I love even more is having friends over, cooking, eating, drinking, enjoying love and life in this gorgeous little space that I call my home. I don't care if it's a bit messy, I stopped getting worried about "the mess" in my house a long time ago when I realised that no matter how clean or tidy it is, I'm always going to fret that it doesn't come up to scratch, so the only solution is to give it a quick once-over and forget about it. And enjoy my visitors! Any of my friends in Canberra who ever want to just come over randomly and/or spontaneously and hang out... call me!
I'm working on this new colourway... the first pic shows attempt number one, but it's way to golden and caramelish for my liking. I've re-hashed it with far less of the caramely colour and replaced it with deeper, richer browns, and it's called Chocolate Slut in honour of a dessert I used to have in Erskinville's Rose Pub when I was still a Sydney chick. Unfortunately, when I list it on ebay I have to call it something more respectable, so I call it Chocolate Tart. Close, but just not the same indulgent, rich implications that come with the word slut. Rowr. What a great yarn name... brings to my mind images of an unapologetically sensual woman, smirking knowingly as she wipes a tiny bit of chocolate sauce from the corner of her mouth. Heheh! Maybe Tarty Chocolate would do it justice without stepping over ebay's "polite" line. Hmmm....
How about A Tart For Chocolate? But yes, chocolate slut works much better! ;-)
Hope you feel better soon.
Posted by: Adele | Saturday, 07 July 2007 at 08:23 PM
Hey Mon, just dropped in to say "How is ya"..??? we haven't had a good ol' chat in age's so i thought i'd extend the olive branch, reach out & drop some lines...not much happening here...& i am seriously thinking about getting into WOW....because this is only a comment i'll keep it short....drop me an email sometime.....love's & misses ya......Mouse
Posted by: jenny | Sunday, 08 July 2007 at 11:24 PM
Oooh I luvs kitties! Plze to get bigga litterbox? LOL! Dotter luvs kittehs too!
OK, ok, just destroyed any credibility I might have had... Ah hem.
Very glad to hear that work is basically going well for you, despite the downs, and the sicks. Hope you're feeling better quick smart.
Posted by: Jejune | Tuesday, 10 July 2007 at 10:03 PM