Saturday, May 26, 2007


All That Stands Between Humanity and Destruction

Originally uploaded by Rabbitch

Oh, it's been a day, indeed, and if it weren't for the beauteous elixir in this cup (given to me by Emma and touched by no hands in this household but mine, upon pain of death), there would likely be bodies strewn about the land.

Actually the day has been about four days long, which I think is one of the things that was wrong with it in the first place. When your day is more than 24 hours long, there's something amiss.

It's been a really rough week. Very little sleep, very cranky child (I mean every. single. day. And manipulative? Oy!), husband quitting his job before having a new one, attack of the amazing boob-morphing brassiere and so on.

Oh yes, and moths. Fortunately all they seemed to be in was a bag of Dorset fleece I had washed and that was quickly consigned to the great outdoors. Everything else precious was in boxes and bags, including Kiri, which I really have been knitting on, and of which there will be a photo tomorrow, unless I happen to throw my photographer off a bridge or something.

Anyhow, before I start sounding like I should be locked up, I'm going to bed. I just wanted to say thanks to everyone who helped me get through this week.

It was pretty damned close some days. I appreciate it.

I'm glad you made it through the week.
I see pretty sparkles/stitchmarkers,....but wait, I missed something here, the attack of the amazing boob-morphing brassiere?!?
Yes, we must hear all about the boob-morphing brassiere, you.. you..tit-smooshed-morphweasel. Please spare no creative profanity.

Perhaps you ought to treat yourself to the jumbo mug I found on Etsy, that says "F*ck off - I'm knitting."

I feel your pain. Only I'm the one who is just one step away from quitting my job.

I was going to ask about the boob-morphing brassiere, but now that Carol mentioned the mug - I WANT it with the burning heat of a thousand suns. At least until the next novelty flashes by on the screen
I feel for you, I really do. And I want you to get some rest and I'm perfectly willing to wait. But once you've slept, I HAVE to hear more about the boob-morphing brassiere. You brought it up, you need to elaborate, and don't hold back.

And obviously I'm not the only one who feels that way!
Hang in there, and sleep well! Truly, I promise that the whining stage ends soon. And morphs into tween-aged sulking. haha -- things to look forward to!
well, in between dealing with the boob-morphing bra and everything else that's been happening, you've managed to produce some bee-YOOO-tiful yarn. i just saw tokyo rose on wendy's blog, and it looks delicious.

i wish i could send you a bit of the sleep i've gotten this wkend w/the house all to myself . . . but i need it all rather badly.

hang in there!

a. nonnie mouse
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