My addiction to scarves is apparent here. I have made quite a bit of headway on my Tilted Blocks (Rav link). It is so simple yet so unique looking. Should cause a little stir of bit of envy this winter I am thinking ;)
I have spent much of the last four days sitting my big butt on the floor. Not lazing about of course but weaving that retched red, white and blue afghan that I have had sitting around for the last two years. This is the third woven afghan I have made, the second RWB one, and frankly I am heartily sick of the thing.
The weaving portion is a pain in the arse! I have to cut three strands of yarn for each weft, and stripe it in 6, 4 and 2 rows to create the plaid pattern. I am just about half way there.
Thankfully I had the comfort of listening to my long awaited Brisinger while I wove.
Unfortunately my book is finished and of course, yet again, the author has left me hanging, waiting for the next book to find out what happens next.
In the meantime, I have this particular mess left on my living room floor and I am determined to finish it before picking it up off the floor.
My poor baby has been doing this for the last two days. He had is neutering appointment Thursday morning. When we got to the vets office, the woman says to me " Oh Brodie is here for canine castration?" I said "Shhh, that is an ugly word, I told Brodie he was here for a snip snip" She just laughed. You would think that doggie people would know better than to say something like that in front of a little pup.
Brodie was a little upset with me I think when I picked him up that night he bit my nose! Not hard you understand, but firm enough to express his displeasure.
Today he seems to be over it, he is moving around much much better and is back to his usual self. It is hard to keep him from jumping and running today, because he has his springs back on.
Yesterday he fair drove me nuts with the constant pawing on the couch to be lifted up on it. Up and down, up and down...all damn day.
OH HAPPY DAY!!! I just now stepped outside to take Brodie for a walk, and discovered the reason for all the noise upstairs. The ignorant ass upstairs is moving!!! YAY!
This man has been throwing food out on the lawn at least once a night every night since the Twigs moved here a year and half ago. Twig and I have caught him several times, told him to stop, reported him to management, and finally, on the first I had been pushed to my breaking point and called the police. The nasty half cooked meat he was throwing out has been making all of our pooches sick.
All of us were damned tired of cleaning up the yard several times of day. All I can say is that there are several of us in this building quite happy to see him go!