Its all true, the boogie girl is real, and you've found her. She knits, sews, spins, does pottery and writes it all down in this blog.
Thursday, January 13, 2005
Normally in the morning I avoid the mirror like the plague. Well, because in the morning it looks like I have th plague. The other day I accidentally did look in the mirror. Damn! My hair looked good. Why have I been avoiding the mirror all these years.
The next morning I take a look in the mirror expecting to see fab hair. Nope. The plague. It wouldn't be so bad if the good hair wasn't so fleeting. I have no power over my hair.
If my hair were predictable then I could at least come up with some plan of attack. One day it's flat and lifeless. The next day it's all over the place and curly. The day after that, there's some obnoxious wave in it. And let's not even mention the less than actractive cow lick. What a fitting term for such a horrendous thing to happen to hair. Cow lick. I have one in front and one in back. The cow got me coming and going.
Why is this pertinent to a knitting blog?
It's probably not pertinent but...
I have a new hat made by the fabulous Anj will cover it all up. I got that and many other fabulous gifts. Husbeast and freinds like Anj and Sue really outdid themselves this year. Thank you guys.
Thank you all for the wonderful comments on the Husbeast sweater.Adrian asked what I'm going to do with all this spare time.
Hmmmm, let's see.
First I took care of a sick child, who is much much better, thank you.
Second, our furnace died late on Tuesday night. Luckily we have a very nice heating guru that came out at 11 pm and stayed past 12:30 am to get us some heat. Very nice man. Of course we don't have the bill yet either. But still, he's a very nice man for getting out of his warm bed and coming over to tinker with our furnace.
Thirdly, Momster decides to shovel her driveway and falls, winning her a trip to the ER. After a couple of hours we learn that she has, ow!, dislocated her elbow. It's amazing how many people get hurt shoveling snow. Let that be a lesson to you all. Don't shovel, it will melt in April.
Sorry to hear about your mom and the furnace. Glad to hear that M is better. I hope by the weekend things are looking back to normal for you.
I'm glad the sickie has bounced back to health.