The Unveiling...

This, my friends, is my latest sock project. It was knit from a new sock yarn which is soon to be released by Catalina Yarns. This is the same company who deals the chunky Baby Alpaca I'm so head over heels in love with. Seriously, their stuff is fabulous crack to the yarn world. Before I go on and on about the other yarns let's get back on track with the sock yarn...AMAZING. That's it. Period. I'd like to compare it to STR because of its sproing. Yes, I said sproing. It has a nice tight twist that doesn't split at all while you're knitting and the fabric has an awesome soft, spongey feel. I don't have a wrap do-hickey but I can tell you it's definitely heavier than fingering weight. It's superwash and after it's maiden voyage through my washer it came out just like new. And, the colors didn't bleed. This really impressed me. I thought for sure they would. The picture above doesn't even come close to showing the true colors.

This one is definitely a little better. The colors are much more rich in person. Imagine deep green pine trees, dark blue lake water, and fat ripe purple blueberries. Moving on...I don't even want to tell you how many times I knit and ripped this yarn (I do want to tell you how amazingly well it held up though...incredible) before I settled on the Blueberry Waffle pattern. I cast on the 52 stitches but I used a size 4 Addi Turbo for the entire cuff. When I got to the heels I switched to size 2 Bryspun dpns. Since the yarn doesn't have any nylon I wanted a tighter knit fabric for the heel and toe. I knit the foot on a size 3 Addi Turbo and then again switched back to the size 2 Bryspun for the toe. The fabric was incredibly comfortable on my foot. I wasn't sure what to expect since I used needles much larger than I normally would. I've already cast on for the second sock and am half way through the cuff. Since the yarn hasn't hit the store shelves yet I don't have a lot of details other than what I've already shared. I will be sure to post more news as it becomes available. My wonderful LYS will be carrying this as soon as it's available. I can't wait to be able to get more. I'm hooked already. Be sure to keep your eyes and ears open because you're definitely going to want to get this stuff in your hands and on your feet!

3 Going on 40

Monday morning we were getting ready to go to my parents for breakfast. Brandon and the baby were arguing over her choice of clothes. She wanted to wear a skirt and he told her it was too cold. They went back and forth on the subject for a few minutes until Bran tired and sternly told her she was not wearing a skirt because she would catch cold and have to go to the hospital. She put her little hands on her little hips and said in her best grown up voice, "Ah Dad, don't you think you're over reacting just a bit?" Bran didn't respond for several minutes but when he did he asked if she could quit talking like an adult for just a bit.

Then (yup, I've got another one for you) Tuesday night she was on the phone with her cousin. He's 14 and even though he's incredibly good to her he's still a 14 year old boy with bigger and better things to do than talk to his 3 year old cousin on the phone. I put the phone on speaker and asked him if he had a lot of homework and suggested that she tell him good night. I told him before he answered that this was his chance to save himself. He told her he did have a lot of homework to finish. Her response? "Very well then. I'll talk to you later. I love you." With that, she hung up.

Punked

So early Monday afternoon I was on my way to Lake Placid to do some quick grocery shopping. You see, my parents invited us to dinner since Dan and Darcie were finally coming home from spending the last half of winter break with their ass of a father and my mom decided it would be lovely to make a fruit salad. Of course she didn't have any of the ingredients to make the fruit salad. On the way to Lake Placid there are 2 spots where the east bound lane goes from one lane to 2. At the first one I stayed in the left hand lane since I was doing the speed limit and just kept watch behind me to be sure there wasn't anyone there who would want to go by. I'm not unreasonable and I realize that not everyone is as attracted to doing the speed limit as I am. There wasn't a soul in sight. Just as the right hand lane merged back with the left I spotted a red car coming up on the right. It was already past my back bumper. There was my lane and about 1 foot of the right hand lane left at this point along with 4 cars in the west bound lane and a nice steep, deep bank to my right. I'm no rocket scientist but I knew damn right well the car on the right of me wasn't going to fit on the shoulder and that 1 foot of road that was left unless I stopped and let him go by or hurtled myself into the oncoming traffic. I slammed on my brakes, hit the horn, and prayed that the car would make it by without hitting me. It made it by and continued past at an incredibly high rate of speed. I sat there for a few seconds and then quickly accelerated hoping I'd be able to catch up with the car to confirm the license plate number. Nope. There was no catching up although the car (a red Cadillac) did have to slow down once it caught up with a Jeep that was up ahead of me.

So at the second spot where the road changes to 2 lanes the Cadillac pulls out and passes the Jeep on the right side. By this time I'm almost to the grocery store and even though the Cadillac has a substantial lead, I can still see it when it goes around the corners. I thought for sure they would speed right by the entrance to the shopping plaza and head downtown but they didn't. They pulled into the parking lot just a few cars ahead of me. They parked close to the end of the parking lot while I opted for a spot closer to the building. By the time I got out of the van they were already a foot away from the van. They were looking over at me and laughing. That pissed me off. I told them that the way they were driving and the fact that they had almost caused a very serious accident was no laughing matter and that they were lucky I hadn't called the troopers. One of the smart assed kids (I'm assuming the driver) laughed, shrugged his shoulders, and said "Whatever. I thought it was funny." That made me even more angry. I told him he should think about the other people sharing the road with him that have families and young children. He mumbled something I couldn't make out and kept walking towards the store. The pack of kids (there were 5 or 6 of them) were heading towards the doors on the left side of the building while I was heading towards the doors on the right side. One girl broke away from the pack and started rushing towards me. She got in my face and told me the first smart ass has a family and that she was his sister. She then told me I was an asshole who needed to learn to do the speed limit. I pointed out to her that if I were indeed as big of an asshole as any of them that I would have run them off the road and left them in the ditch. She backed away and kept hollering as she walked into the store. I took my phone out of my pcket and called the troopers.

Since I had to shop quickly and get back home in time to put my stuff away and then head to save my babies from the ogre, I was told I could stop to the barracks later that evening to sign a statement. Which I did at 8 that night. That's when I learned that the kid driving the car is only 18 years old. Only 3 years older than my son. I was disgusted. What the hell is the world coming to? He is an 18 year old child driving a $40,000 vehicle. Recklessly. And to top it off, he and his sister are disrespectful and obnoxious. Sad.

I went home and told my kids that if they ever even thought of acting like that they'd be peddling their bicycles for a very long time. Of course this came after I gave them the "just because I've never spanked you doesn't mean I can't start / I'll blister your ass so hard you won't be able to sit for years" speech.

Lucky Duck

Remember when I showed you pictures of the 2 gifts my secret pal sent me? Remember how I said I didn't know if I'd be able to wait until Christmas? Wanna know how it all ended?

We took my parents to our favorite steak house for dinner on Christmas Eve. We had reservations for 4pm so we could get in early, eat, and get home to see if maybe Santa had come. We had a wonderful meal and a great time. It was so relaxed and we all really enjoyed it. We arrived home to find that Santa had indeed delivered presents to our house while we were out of town for dinner so Mom and Dad hung out and we opened presents. I had spent the day cleaning so all we had to do at the end was pick up the boxes and paper. What a treat that was! The kids picked up all their toys and clothes and brought them to their rooms before bed so there was nothing left to do Christmas Day but relax. We got up late (10:30am) and went to my parents for breakfast. We hung out there for most of the day and had dinner with them as well. We decided to leave after dinner and go to Glens Falls to spend the night so we could get up early in the morning and take the kids shopping to spend the money my parents gave them.

We arrived at the hotel around 10pm and were given a room across from the pool which closed at 9pm. The greatest part was the front desk clerk told us we could use the pool as long as we weren't too loud. So we swam until almost midnight. All by ourselves. It rocked!!! The kids had so much fun and they were wiped from all the exercise they got so everyone slept really well. We got up in the morning and headed to the malls and toy stores. The baby spent all of her money in Claires buying jewelry and in Target buying more baby dolls and toys. She doesn't mess around. We went for an early dinner and then started out for home. On the way home I remembered that I had gifts waiting for me under the tree from my secret pal. I couldn't wait to get home.

I walked through the front door and found that one of my gifts (See's candies) had been attacked by Dixie. And Dixie had clearly won the battle. The box was shredded and EVERY PIECE of candy had been chewed. As I sit here typing this I wish I had taken the time to get a picture to share. I was so angry and heartbroken that all I could do was cry while Bran took Dixie out and cleaned up the mess. I told my pal that I was glad that Dixie had the poops the following day. Served her right. Beast. My pal said she was glad that Dixie hadn't gotten too sick from eating the chocolate. Honestly, I think Dixie has grown a high tolerance to chocolate. She eats it every chance she gets. And with 3 kids in the house she gets lots of chances.

Yes, she's very lucky she's so damn cute.

The other gift from my pal, a gorgeous hank of Schaeffer Anne, made it through the battle unscathed.

Thank you so much pal for your incredible generosity and kindness. You totally spoiled me rotten and I will be forever grateful and appreciative.

I also received an incredible package all the way from Australia from one of my secret pal participants. Viv included a 2007 calendar and diary, a great Australian knit/crochet magazine, a package of note cards, and a gorgeous card. I've always been amazed with the beauty of Australia and given the chance I'd visit in a heartbeat. Thank you so much Viv for sending me a slice of your amazing piece of the world!

And this is the yarn I bought last week. A hank of Schaeffer Anne (this one is for hubby, the gorgeous one from my pal is mine...all mine) and two hanks of Interlacements Tiny Toes. Yum.

Knit, Seamed, Delivered

Now imagine it closed with a pewter and burgundy scarf pin. Gorgeous. Sue seemed thrilled with it and I couldn't be happier with the way it turned out. The texture is amazing and the color is unbelievable. It's charcoal but it has a slight opal shimmer. I just absolutely love it.

I'd like to say I'll be blogging much more regularly now but since I've got about 20 large boxes in my basement that contain tons of goodies for the kids for Christmas that all need to be wrapped (have I mentioned how much I HATE to wrap???) I don't know how honest of a statement it would be. If you don't hear from me for a bit you'll know they've taken my scissors and banished me to a rubber room.

Shhh!

My secret pal has struck again...

The ones on the left in the snowman paper are for Christmas. I've promised my pal I'll try my hardest not to open them before. ;-) The ones in the blue paper turned into these...

My pal has completely outdone herself! Look at all those wonderful goodies! Green & Black's Organic Milk Chocolate, Christmas tea from Adagio, a gorgeous spoon holder, 2 packages of Pez, the Great American Afghan book I've been longing for, and the most incredible blue wool/silk yarn from Brooks Farm. Holy cow!!! I think I've died and gone to heaven! I can't wait to finish up the jacket today and cast on with the yarn. It's so soft and silky and the colors are so rich. Thank you so very much pal!!! I appreciate you more than you'll ever know!

Puke & Poop

I know it's not pretty folks. Trust me. I've spent the past week in it.

My cousin and his family were home from Georgia for 3 weeks and were to leave last Friday. Since we had been super busy I decided we'd go visit them on Wednesday. Tuesday night the baby was totally stuffed up and had watery eyes. I was up all night with her because she couldn't breath out one side of her nose or the other. Poor litle doll. By Thursday evening she was starting to feel better (while I had woken with a sore throuat that morning) and Friday she was back to her old self.

Friday we decided to go get some groceries and try to do a little Christmas shopping as soon as the hubby got done work. The baby fell asleep on the way to Plattsburgh and when she woke up when we got there she was burning up. I ran to Old Navy and GNC while she and her daddy sat in the van and then we went to Wendy's (her favorite place to eat) for dinner. She was really looking forward to going to WalMart so we decided to run through and grab some groceries quick. We picked up some Tylenol and cough medicine for her and she was as happy as a clam the rest of the time we were there. Of course as soon as it was bedtime she wasn't feeling well again.

Saturday she and her daddy put the tree up and decorated it. They did such a nice job.

She was still coughing up a storm until late this morning when she miraculously started feeling better. I think it was God's way of giving me a little reprieve since I've been up since 3 this morning with the oldest monkey. This is where the puke and poop part comes in. Poor little man. He tried to hit the toilet on his way in to the bathroom but rolfed all over every other square inch of the bathroom instead. Honest. And now he has to go across the street for a 2 hour visit tonight where they'll force him to eat so he'll spend the night in the bathroom again. I'm sending a note and saltines. Keep your fingers crossed for us both.

I finally got around to starting this gorgeous jacket.

Here's a closeup of the stitch pattern...

I really like it a lot. I'm hoping to attach the fronts to the back tonight and start on the sleeves. Providing nobody else in the house gets sick.

***I wrote this post on the 12th and then couldn't get the damn pictures off the camera. Hubby fixed the camera last night and I'm finally posting. Don't ask how the past 2 days have gone. LOL

Tonight I Knit

So I've not done much in the way of knitting in the past week. I did a couple of the Garterlac Dishcloths. That was it. See? I wasn't just whistlin' Dixie when I said I've not done much. I did one in blues and one in greens and like them very much. They go really quickly and are great for mindless knitting in front of the TV. Tonight I will be diving into a sweater. I can't wait. I've already wound the yarn and dug out my needles. It's going to be great.

In other news, I received a helmet liner from one of my participants so my lonely liner now has another to keep it company until it's time to mail them out to the troops.

Sharon's is on the left and mine is on the right. Can you tell I didn't take time to check my gauge? Susan's is bigger than mine and I plan to go up a needle size on my next liner to increase the size a bit. The liner fits my son and dad perfectly but is a little snug on my hubby.

My littlest monkey ordered some new skirts from Old Navy last Sunday after having a meltdown because she didn't have any skirts that she liked or any tights to wear with the skirts that she didn't have. All week she's been waiting patiently (I'm being REALLY sarcastic here) for her new skirts, tights, and shirts to match the skirts to arrive. Yesterday I finally checked on the package to see where it was and found that UPS would be delivering it today. As soon as her big blue eyes opened this morning I knew I had made a dreadful mistake in telling her that they would be here today. And every 15 minutes I was reminded of said dreadful mistake. And since it's the holiday season UPS decided to torture me and not arrive until 4:30 this afternoon. As soon as "the big brown truck" rolled down the street she was jumping for joy. And when I brought the package in and handed it to her she immediately stripped and put on a new skirt, tights, and shirt. I tell you this story because sonny-boy was just on his way across the yard to see my parents and as soon as she found out he was going she insisted on going to. Her brother told her it was too cold to go out in a skirt and she told him...

"No it's not! These are outdoorsable!"

Gobble, Gobble

When I think about the past year I realize that the more things change, the more some things stay the same. Like the things I am most thankful...

The kids grow and change day by day. My love, pride, and admiration grows greater for them by the minute. But like always, I am ever so thankful for the time we have together.

Bran never ceases to amaze me. He gives me excitement and solidity at the same time. I fall more in love with him each day. But like always, I am thankful he is my husband.

I am thankful for my friends, having a warm home, full bellies, and a full fridge. I am thankful for the good times and the bad because I am thankful I've been given the opportunity to experience them. And I am thankful for today because it holds the promise of tomorrow.

Happy Thanksgiving to all of you who celebrate and for those of you who don't, I wish you and yours plenty on this day to be thankful for.

Snakes & Snails & Puppy Dog Tails

I have the most exciting news!!!

My sweet wonderful friend and her husband have been in the process of adopting a baby. I just dropped by her blog today to read that they got the call from their agency and there is a little baby boy in Colombia waiting just for them! If that's not the most wonderful Christmas gift I don't know what is. I am so happy for them that I can barely sit still to type this post. They have been waiting so long and have been through so much and I just know they are going to be the most incredible parents.

Please keep them in your thoughts and/or prayers as they make the journey to Colombia to bring their baby home.

Congratulations you guys!!!

For The Boys

I recently challenged the participants in my SP group to knit helmet liners for the troops in Iraq. I really feel for the men and woman suffering wretched conditions so far from home without even the basics they need to keep them warm. I can honestly say that I don't know how I feel about the war. I think for the most part I oppose it but there is still a part of me that thinks it was necessary. I strongly believe though that whether we oppose the war or not that the one thing we should all agree on is that our troops deserve our respect and support. Since I challenged my group to knit liners I figured it was only right that I get off my ass and knit some as well. So far I've completed one.


I've not taken a picture of the completed liner since I'm in the middle of a horrible allergy attack. I promise to get it posted soon though. In the meantime, won't you please consider knitting or crocheting a helmet liner to warm the head of a soldier?

The Rest of the Story...

So daddy tried the sock on after he took his shower. And it fit. He gave it back to Dan a couple days later to bring home so I would know how many cable repeats I had to do for the second. I asked Dan if his papa seemed happy with the socks. He said yes but the way he said it made me think he wasn't telling me everything that was said. I asked if he had said anything specifically about the socks. He said no. I knew he was lying because he had a smirk on his face. I asked him what else was said. Are you ready for this one??? My father said the cuff of the sock looks "womanly." Womanly. WTF??? Some one might want to write Vogue and tell them the Men's Cable Socks pattern isn't manly enough. Pain in the ass. So I told him the other night that I heard the socks I was working on for him were "womanly." He started to pretend that he didn't know what I was talking about. I told him not to bother. He said he was afraid to say anything because he didn't want me to stop knitting him socks. He also said he could care less what they look like because nobody else will see them. Well that's comforting.

It's Out of My Hands

The sock is currently with my dad waiting to be tried on after he has his shower tonight. He refused to try it on before he showered. I tried convincing him to do it right away (I'm a little anxious about the new heel) even suggesting that he could just wash one foot quickly. He just wouldn't do it. He's a stubborn old coot. There, I said it. Now you all know where I get it from. I sure hope it fits but if not, you know I'll be ripping back to make these bad boys fit me.

Speechless

That's right. Me.


This amazing package arrived from my secret pal today. Can you believe this??? My pal sent Moose Munch (I had a couple pieces of popcorn and a nut before the kids took it away to polish it off and let me tell you that it was delicious), some Lemon Iced Tea To Go (I've only tried something like this once and it was really good so I'm really looking forward to trying this and Lemon Iced Tea is my favorite too), blueberry verbena soap from The Alchemic Dragon (this smells heavenly and I can't wait to try it tomorrow morning), my favorite Burt's Bees lip balm and some hand salve (I just tried the hand salve now and I can't believe I've lived this long without it), some Snickers pumpkins (which the girls also took), the cutest Halloween candle holder I've ever seen (which I just realized you couldn't see in the first picture), and a cute little knitting card in which my pals says that they debated about sending the yarn. Yarn. That's right. But not just any yarn. The yarn. This yarn was dyed especially for me by Susie. My pal asked her to create something special just for me. I can't even begin to tell you how loved and spoiled I feel right now. My pal really took the time to read through my blog and choose such special things just for me. Thank you pal!!! You totally rock!

Pasta La Vista

Tonight we tried a new restaurant over in Lake Placid. It's called Pasta La Vista. Isn't that clever? And the food was so good. They've not been open too long, maybe just since the end of summer or so, and I'm so sorry now that we didn't go sooner. I had tortellini with fresh broccoli and chicken in a rosa sauce. Yum.

I've not had much time to knit on Daddy's sock lately. I did get to pick it up for about 10 minutes today and got a couple more inches done on the foot. I tried an EOP heel on this one and I must say that I really like it. I've never done one before. I love the look of it. I hope like hell my father likes the fit and feel of it now.

What do you think? I love the way it's coming along.

This one shows a little more detail. I still love all those little cables.

Did She Really Say That???

You bet she did. Here are just a few of the conversations we've had with the littlest princess this week...

Bran: Don't you like your meatball?
Littlest Princess: Apparantly not.

Littlest Princess: Holy crap Mom! I want that! (While watching toy commercials during Dora.) I want that too! And that!
Me: My goodness, you want all those toys?
Littlest Princess: Yes, I want everything as seen there.

Littlest Princess: Holy crap Mom! You have to go online and order now!
Me: What do I have to order now?
Littlest Princess: There's a thing that puts beads on your hair! You just stick your hair in it and the beads magicably appear!
Me: That sounds neat.
Littlest Princess: It is! You just go online now and purchase it for 20 bucks.

Bran: I'm so sorry sweetheart! I didn't mean to get your nose. (This said after he bopped her in the nose while trying to jump over the cat.)
Littlest Princess: My God Dad! You have to be so careful of me! It's just a little baby girl nose! Not a big, huge nose like yours!

There are others that I can't think of right this minute that are equally or even more funny. I swear this kid is 3 going on 14. Remind me again why we pay for cable???

Classy Cables

Daddy asked for some plain colored socks he could wear when he dresses up. He likes his "flashy" socks a lot but not for going out. I find this odd since he wears Hawaiian print shirts for dress up. Maybe that's the problem. His flashy shirts and flashy socks are clashing. At any rate, I've started a pair of Opal Uni socks in Farbe 1269. To keep me from being bored to death with a solid color pair of socks I chose a cabled pattern.


Nice, eh? It's the Men's Cable Socks pattern from the Vogue Knitting Socks Two book. I really like it alot. I like the little cables so much that I'd love to carry them down the top of the foot. Here's my problem with that idea...

The pattern was originally written for size 5 needles and dk weight yarn with a CO of 64 stitches for the rib then increasing to 72 stitches for the cabled pattern. Since I'm using a fingering weight yarn I knew I needed a size 1 needle and I normally use a 64 stitch CO for Daddy's socks with fingering weight and my size 1 Turbos. No problem there. I wondered if the 72 stitches in the cable pattern would be enough though. Instead of fudging the numbers I decided to go up to a size 2 for the cabled portion of the leg which is working out wonderfully. Nope, no problem there either. I know, you're wondering when I'm going to get to the problem so here it is...

I have to do the foot of the sock on a size 1. If I want to continue the cables they will have to be worked on a size 1. Unless of course I decide to be completely insane and transfer the sock to dpns once I get the cuff finished so I can work the top in size 2 and the bottom in size 1.

So what do you all think? Should I can the idea of continuing the cable? Should I switch to dpns and continue the cable? Should I switch to size 1 and forge ahead with the cable down the top? If I do, do you think there would be a noticeable difference in the cables from the cuff to the foot? And, if I continue on with the cables on size 1 should I sitck to the 72 stitch count or decrease back to my original 64?

Some Socks

I just finished the socks I was working on for my dad.

They match except for the heel and toe. Not bad considering I really wasn't being anal about it to begin with. I have to tell you that I'm really proud of myself for sticking with this pair. As we've already established, last week sucked. I did not knit one stitch all last week nor much of the week before since my nerves were shot just thinking about the week I had ahead of me. And looking back, I should have known last Thursday was not going to be a good day when I came downstairs and heard my hubby shout from my desk..."Don't be mad." He didn't want me to be mad at this...

Oh sure, he looks sweet and innocent enough but don't be fooled. Let me show you what he's really like...

This is mild compared to what it looked like before Bran spent hours trying to fix it. Yes, VERY proud of myself for finishing.

Long Overdue

I received a package from my Hot Socks pal Paula on Thursday afternoon. It was filled with wonderful goodies. Just look at the great stuff she sent:

Paula sent me some amazing Twinings Darjeeling and MarketSpice Connoisseur's Tea (which I'm sipping as I type), some fruit and walnut treats and some See's Candies (not in the picture because they went too fast) that brought back wonderful memories of my Grandpa who used to send me See's all the time from California where he lived, some foot soak and lotion, a pretty postcard from her home state of Washington, a handy little knitter's book to keep inventory of all my goodies, and last but not least, a gorgeous hank of Mountain Colors Bearfoot in Huckleberry and a Mountain Colors pattern to knit it into. Thank you so much Paul for the awesome package!!! Thursday was the worst day I had all week and it was so nice to have something to cheer me up at the end of the day. Your timing couldn't have been any better and the things you chose were just perfect.

I also want to thank everyone for taking time out to say a prayer and for leaving a note. Having you share your stories with me has meant more than you will ever know and I just appreciate you so much for doing it.

This past week was incredibly stressful. I had to take the kids to see the law guardian on Monday morning. I always dread that since she's never seemed the least bit interested in helping the kids. She's also not ever been a fan of mine and has accused me of turning the kids against their father even though that couldn't be farther from the truth. For the first time in 10 years, the kids emerged from her office with smiles on their faces. I was elated to say the least. Tuesday morning brought a phone call from our attorney that was full of promise and made me actually look forward to the court hearing I had Thursday. True to form, none of the violations the ex has made to the new order were brought up other than the fact that he didn't go for the evaluation like he was suppose to. And, like usual, he was given yet another chance. So we now go back to court in January and all the abuse the kids have suffered is once again swept under the rug. I was discouraged and then to have our lawyer tell me that the kids might not be telling me the exact truth about the abuse was enough to push me over the edge. He told me that kids tend to be dramatic and like to embellish things so it might not really be as bad as it sounds for them when they're at their fathers. This is coming from a man who has NO children himself AND that we're paying $200 an hour to fight for our kids. I put on a smile and politely told himt hat was not the case and we went our separate ways. I called him later in the afternoon to ask a question only to have him treat me like crap. Not a good day.

But this weekend was homecoming weekend and there were lots of people at the football game. We tied 6-6 which really sucked but at least we didn't take a loss. My aunt came up for the game and then spent the afternoon with us. We went to Lake Placid to buy shoes and boots for the baby since we got about 4" of snow on Friday and she had outgrown her boots from last year. I did a little grocery shopping and then came home to start dinner. We had homemade spaghetti and meatballs and Aunt Noreen stayed and ate with us. We couldn't have had a better day if we had tried. Today I am surrounded by my family watching the race with a great cup of tea and my knitting. Life is good.

Random Fact

My front tooth is chipped. It happened when I was in 5th grade at the bus stop one morning. Two girls from my neighborhood got into an argument and started pushing each other. The head of one "pushee" connected with my face and caused the chip. The dentist said it would probably wear itself down over time and not be noticeable. He was wrong. I've never had it fixed because I hate dentists and only go for things that are absolutely necessary.