That way lies Madness, chapter 78

Hi y'all! Wow, I have so much to say, I hope I can get it all done before y'all start drifting off to sleep and drooling on keyboards and whatnot. (My dad always says 'whatnot.' I think it's funny. Mom says 'tree' instead of 'three.')

So the last couple of days have been really busy with getting some office furniture reconfigured. It's heavy and in order to move it I had to empty it. I found a note in my junk (I threw out boxes of junk) with a list of pet salon names from some town or other I'd been to: Bark n' Tweet Pet Boutique was my favorite. As in, "Honey, I'm gonna drop Fifi off at the Bark 'n Tweet and meet you at Logan's for dinner." I'll bet that place has mostly women dropping off the animals.

I got unpacked and then I had lots of meetings and somehow today I decided it was a good idea to wear my Monkey socks, what with them being wool and all and an expected high of 87. (This turned out to be a really bad idea. Hot feet are not the reason I wear wool socks.) But I just have to ask - do y'all have a lot of pilling and fuzz with your Cherry Tree Hill supersock socks? Because, dang. These things fuzz up fierce, and yet you can't just pull the fuzz off. It's hard-wired into the sock. So my Monkeys are looking a bit...manky. I love them anyway, but I don't think I'll buy this yarn again. Pity, though - it's beautiful, sheeny stuff.

Cara got me thinking about crochet again, this time that seriously cool, shamelessly cute granny-square blanket called Babette. Honestly, if I wanted to drop $300 on Koigu this is all it would take. I'm not super keen on that kind of investment, though, so I'm currently snarking around trying to find other options. One is to collect big fat skeins of solid sock yarn. Another is to see what I have and make it work. Then I think, HELLO, YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT CROCHETING 3200 YARDS OF SOCK YARN. And you know. That way lies madness.

I am not sure I am up for madness at the moment. I'm having enough trouble trying to figure out how to bind off neck stitches and keep cabling and hopefully stop when it's as long as the back. Also I am seriously tired of looking at "charcoal" yarn.

I'm just sort of fizzed also on my sock project. You know, the Zutano Scout yarn that I originally did a Conwy sock with but wasn't feeling the love, then made into the Retro Rib? I'm past the heel and still not feeling the love. I don't know why. I just keep dreaming about solid sock yarn. So I think this weekend I may cast on for a pair of Waving Lace Socks or Uptown Boot Socks. Because I think at night I hear them calling my name. And there is that turquoise Lorna's Laces.

Also, I have Sockapalooza to think about.

SO ANYWAY. (I told you I would go on long, and my passionate love for the run-on sentence is in full speed ahead mode tonight.) My SPRING PAL! sent me a package with some really lovely stitch markers, these are way better than any I've ever made and they are super pretty. Love the blue and green swirls. Love the pink ice cubes. THANK YOU SECRET SPRING PAL!!!



Also I want y'all to know that taking pictures of Fee is not always a picnic.



And here's Grady, looking mightyfine.