"Care for a little necrophilia?"

Poor John has been sick for days. It looks like strep throat or something along those lines, but his ears are also filled with fluid. He got antibiotics yesterday but he took today off, and I'm sure he'll take tomorrow off, too. It's a bit of a shame since tomorrow he'd get time & a half for MLK Jr. Day. Oh well.

I finally organized my circular needles today! I've been planning on it for months. I got these expanding file pockets in... October, I think!



The insides:




...Now I just have to tackle my yarn stash. That's a MUCH bigger job, and Michael's closet has to be emptied first. Stupid boy hasn't moved all of his stuff out yet, and he's impossible to get a hold of. Hopefully next weekend, John and I will go to Long Island, and then we can just drag it all out to him. Even though he should really do it himself, I'm anxious to have that closet free, so we'll just have to cram all his stuff in the car for him! Oh well.

Happy Anniversary

Today is the 3rd anniversary of John's and my first date. (I know that's wrong grammatically but I'm not sure how to correct it). We went out on a nice dinner last night since he won't be able to go out tonight. It was fun, we went to one of our favorite restaurants, Chez Oskar. The only downside was that his veal was too salty and a lot of my mussels were missing their meat! But it was okay, they comped his veal and gave us a free dessert.

I was just reading about Nikola Tesla, this bizarre physicist from the late 19th century/early 20th century. I couldn't remember what a Tesla Coil was, so I Wiki'ed it... And now I'm fascinated by this guy. He was a crazy genius. I never took Physics in high school or college, but I understand the basic concepts, and I find it really fascinating when I read about it.

Hmm... Another possible idea of what to study if/when I go back to school. John told me about this college in London called Huron University that takes lots of transfer students that he went to for a semester in high school. It might be a fun opportunity to visit London and try to go back to college. MAYBE.....

Project 365

I've got a new blog over on Wordpress for Project 365. It's exclusively for photos, so it doesn't mean I won't post here anymore. Here is my Project 365 blog: luluproject365.wordpress.com.

For more information on what Project 365 is, check this site out.

Happy New Year!

Happy New Year, everyone!

New Year's Eve was a really fun, crazed night. I paid the consequences the next day for too much drinking fun, though... Ooof, I'm never doing that again.

I'm in Long Island for the week, cat-sitting for Brenda. I'm getting a lot of knitting done. Today I nearly finished this piece of cherry pie! I can't completely finish it, though, because the toy stuffing is back at home, and I have to stuff it before I finish sewing it up. Here's a picture of it nearly complete, though:



I also started on a scarf for myself, Midwest Moonlight (Ravelry link) from the book Scarf Style. At first I was cranky with all the careful row counting, but I'm starting to like the look of it.

The weather outside is NOT frightful

It is ridiculously nice and warm out today. 64 degrees (Fahrenheit) outside and it's 3 days after Christmas! Very weird. I wonder if this is some kind of record.

The cats are thrilled and they've been out in the backyard for over an hour. I'm concerned Bogart won't be back until it's very late. He's probably prowling around, reminding all the other cats on the street that he's still in charge!

I got some nice Christmas gifts, plus the sweetest package from Christine, who took Blakely the cat -- Freaking GORGEOUS Malabrigo, a skein of sock yarn that matches Blakely's fur, 2 knitting related books that I've been wanting for a long while, some pretty stationery, and a sweet card thanking me for giving the cat to her.



So sweet of her! As for other gifts, John procrastinated his Christmas shopping so much that all I actually got on Christmas day from him was a video game (albeit a cool one), but he came with me to the knitting store and ordered me a yarn swift and ball winder. So YAY!! No more winding balls by hand!

Sicky Sickerson

I've been sick. Started yesterday. I'm exhausted and I have a sore throat and I don't want to MOVE! But I know John will be cranky if he comes home and there's no seltzer and grape juice in the house. I might just go to the grocery store in my sweatpants. Is that just too freaking lazy?

I've been lying around working on knitting Christmas presents and watching bad movies. Last night it was "Jumanji", today it's "Batman Forever". Seriously cheesy, but just what I need since I can't concentrate on any complicated plots at the moment. I love Doctor Who but the old Tom Baker shows have such convoluted plot lines, I really need to be 100% awake to watch them!

Turkey Day!

Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!

My parents and I are in Boston visiting my Grandma. She's in assisted living now and she keeps saying she's moving back to her apartment. But she CAN'T... Ugh. I'm not going into it again.

Baby Bogart

My poor Bogart is injured. He went outside on Tuesday and came back with this icky bruise on the inside of his back leg. It's a very awkward spot to see clearly. It looked like he'd been bitten.

I brought him in to the vet yesterday at 11 am, and the vet shaved the area and immediately it started to bleed. He looked concerned and said that he didn't think it was a bite, it looked more like a bad scratch, and that it wasn't just a couple days old, because of the scab that fell off. So they had to keep him for several hours to sedate him and treat the wound, and gave him 6 or 7 stitches. So I had to sign a hospitalization form in case of emergency with the anesthesia, which really upset me. And then I went home without Bogart.

John had to go to California for the weekend for a funeral, and he misplaced his wallet, so he wanted to borrow my debit card. I gave it to him without thinking there would be a problem. I'd gotten a bunch of cash out for myself for the weekend. But then I went back to the vet at 7 pm to pick up Bogart, opened up my wallet, and said "OH SHIT." No way to pay. Oh boy... After much freaking out, I ended up giving them $200 cash (leaving me with just enough money for a car home) and then went back today to pay the rest via check.

When I picked him up from the vet, they told me about the medications, and said that because of his stitches, he's not allowed to JUMP high for the next 2 days. Um. That's difficult. He likes to get on top of the kitchen cabinets! And be on the very top of the cat tree. So I have to keep the poor boy locked in the bedroom. I hung out with him for a while and let him sit on the bed with me for about an hour. He's being very affectionate, which is TOTALLY not him! It's like he's saying "Momma my leg hurts, you pet me and make it better!"

To make matters worse, I got a cone to put on his head, so he won't chew on his stitches, and it won't go on his head!! I think it's just too small. I don't know what the hell to do.

It goes without saying - His outside privileges have been revoked, as well as Duncan's and Tasty Paws's. The other two will be fine without going out, but Bogart thinks he's the king of the block, so I know he'll start getting cabin-fever in about a week.

Don't ask...

I am so utterly exhausted right now. I was up ALL NIGHT. Seriously, I didn't go to sleep until 9 am and then only slept until noon. And all I was doing was bumming around the internet and watching ANTM on YouTube.

What the heck is wrong with me?? ...I need a job. Seriously. I need something to keep me on a routine.

"I'm gonna throw you in my DeLorean and gun it to 88."

Oh crap. I just heard about NaBloPoMo... If I had known about it in more advance, I totally would have done it, but I guess I missed the boat. I'm late with everything "fashionable".

I had a pretty low-key Halloween this year. I didn't dress up, for the first time in a LONG time... I think the last time I skipped a costume was the semester that I tried to go back to Bard, and I was all depressed and holed up in my room. Anyway, on this Halloween, Abby came over and we watched scary movies - "Halloween" and "An American Werewolf in London". I had bought a whole bunch of candy, but unfortunately there wasn't a single trick-or-treater! I don't get it. There are plenty of kids in the area. I guess it's too sketchy of a neighborhood and parents don't want their kids knocking on strangers' doors. Sigh... I can't wait to move to a better neighborhood. Preferably where take-out options aren't limited to greasy fried chicken or MSG-filled Chinese food. I should start looking at Astoria apartments again.

I watched "Knocked Up" the other night -- SUCH a funny, cute movie. It really made me want a baby! I know, I know. But I know I'm not the only one it affected that way!