sharing the love, or maybe these are sand fleas, who knows

One of my all time favorite ways to “curse” someone is to say

may your crotch be infested by the fleas of a thousand camels and your arms be too short to scratch

but this year that just doesn’t seem like enough, ya know?

Lancelot did get to have Christmas Eve off, but then went in to work on Christmas Day (because of overtime) and then Saturday was his day off, but he had slept a good portion of the day and was awake most of last night, and so then today was like a regular Sunday. And if you’re kind of exhausted trying to keep up with that just imagine how I feel.

At any rate, we were able to spend a little time together and it wasn’t too bad. Any time I get to spend with my guy isn’t bad. But ya know what is bad? The new Wonder Woman movie. Seriously, not worth it.

So I’ve been doing some cooking, I’ve cleaned out some cupboards, straightened the pantry, made a run to Target (it’s going to snow this week and I didn’t plan for that, or get enough milk when we went last weekend), blocked two shawls and a scarf and wove in the ends on those, setup another shawl to block, and have done what feels like a metric ton of laundry.

I have also spent a LOT of time being a puppy’s pillow

L and I have been really quite careful about our plague protocols. I wear a mask any time I’m going to come in contact with anyone who is not L, including my mother. I firmly believe that wearing a mask is good for me and it’s good for anyone I’m around. It’s a respect thing if absolutely nothing else. I have been cleared by the doc to get the COVID vaccine as soon as they’re available to the general public and I have every intention of getting it, but that won’t happen for awhile and the mask and keeping my hands washed should stack the deck in my favor for living long enough to get that precious vaccine.

My grandmother is in her late 80s and lives in a nursing home because she’s got issues with dementia.

She was scheduled to get her vaccine next week.

She tested positive. On Christmas Eve.

So please, don’t do it for me, but do it for your grandma. Or someone’s grandma. Anyone’s grandma.

Whoever you do it for, will you please just wear a fucking mask?

stuff and things

I’m trying to keep from losing my proverbial shit, but it’s a struggle some days. Actually, lately, it’s a struggle every damn day, it’s just worse on the days that end in Y. Thank you Rona, you bitch.

Why yes, I did knit that shawl, thanks for noticing!

Anyway, today has been a better day. Oddly enough I have to give thanks for a webinar that wasn’t a webinar (but still sucked) for giving me nearly an hour of time right smack ass in the middle of day during which to knit. I got several rows done and I feel good about that. (the shawl is getting bigger every row so you get the idea)

I’m also at a point in the semester where my workload just isn’t that bad, and I’m always grateful for that. I did some office-y things today that have been neglected during busier times and getting that stuff caught up feels good. I was also able to throw in a load of laundry this afternoon, another bonus. And I have a sorta plan for dinner tonight.

I might just regain my momentum, things are looking promising. The other thing looking promising was today’s delivery…

Ah yes, yarn and dissent… And the goat screams if you press on his stump…

That’s two skeins of Cascade Alpaca Lace, two skeins of Cloudborn Merino Worsted Twist, and a single skein of Cloudborn Highland Fingering. I have shawl patterns picked out for the lace and the worsted, the skein of black fingering weight was kind of a bonus that I’m thinking might work really well with a skein of something wild in my stash.

But none of that for a while. I really do want to (try really hard to) finish the projects I’m currently working on. I’m totally willing to admit that I get bored with projects easily, especially when I get that itch to change something. In a past life it would have been my hair, but there’s just not a ton I can do with super short silver hair. So knitting it is.