Did you have a nice Thanksgiving? Did you spend the holiday jealous of my big plans? You should have been. It was like no other Thanksgiving I can imagine. Dinner with 80 cranky snowbirds is what I had been looking forward to all year. I sat next to this old dude...
Pink shirt.. check! Old man nipple showing.. check! Can of Bud.. check! Now that's a Thanksgiving! And don't forget the entertainment...
Yeah, it's an 8-track player. It wasn't actually used.. but just having it there was unsettling enough. 8-tracks?!
As if Thanksgiving day was eventful enough.. we were driving on a desert road the next day and as I'm cruising down the road enjoying the desert landscape I ran over a tarantula!! Thinking it was cool, scary and sad all at the same time I admit that I was a bit shaken up. If I would have seen it in time I would have stopped to take a picture.. that was what I was probably most upset about. But along I went on our drive. I told the hubs to keep an eye open for more tarantulas playing chicken with The Ho. OK.. time for some explanation before I go on. The Ho is my car. I named my husband's grocery getting wife mobile Gertie (which he HATES).. and I usually call it Dirty Gertie since he doesn't wash it. Well, when I bought my new TaHOe I told him he could name it. Bad idea! So anyway.. we were cruising in The Ho. OK.. one more pause. I don't wash mine much either so he calls it The Dirty White Ho. Yeah, nice. Sooo.. as I was driving along thinking that Mr. Eagle Eye was watching for ginormous spiders I spotted one right in front of us, tried to swerve to miss it and SQUASH! Damn it!! I of course didn't ever see a third. I'm pretty sure the word got out that there was a tarantula killing Ho on the loose and the rest of them ran for cover.
While driving to 8-track heaven I realized that there was something that could really make things much more fun... I would like the OnStar voice that talks and gives great directions to sound like Cartman...
That would be sooo great! Who can I talk to about that?
I didn't work on the Shifting Sands scarf with my new Malabrigo while I was in tarantula town because I brilliantly forgot to wind it before I left.. and forgot that little tidbit until I pulled a skein out so I could start. I did however finish another pair of No-Purl-Monkey socks...
Pattern: Monkey modified and knit the purls.
Yarn: STR Firebird
I have that pattern out of my system for the time being but can't decide on which one to do next.
As if the last week wasn't filled with enough thrills and chills to satisfy me.. I went to my son's band concert last night. It was all I could do to not stand up and yell "GUESS WHAT? I'VE GOT A FEVER AND THE ONLY PRESCRIPTION IS MORE COWBELL!!"
At least the mailman brought some yarn so help numb the pain.













































