throw your skinny body down, son

not much to report.

because blogging is a high-activity report log, clearly.

i invite you to scroll through the archives and see just how action packed is mine life.

thanks to patrick, who sent me this, the theme song to perfect strangers, which i couldn't have spontaneously come up with, is stuck in my head. and turns out i still know every single word of the song.

actually, i could go run and take pictures of calla, which is about 1.25" from when i get to start binding off for the armscyes. and i have a sneaking suspicion i'll wish i made calla one size smaller. i also only did the cable pattern on the front, and am knitting it in the round. by the way, i'm using debbie bliss cathay in 12007.

okay, too tired to take pictures.


Ivar Thursday, May 25, 2006 5:50:00 am  

b-day is en-route! what to do for my surrogate muffinhead? tell me what you heart desires?

Steve Thursday, May 25, 2006 7:00:00 am  

Sometimes no news is good news.

You were in a dream of mine last night; you had to go to the doctor for some reason and I was picking something up from you. You had a british accent. I didn't know you spoke british.

heatherfeather Thursday, May 25, 2006 7:31:00 am  

ivar - i want to gobble up your son. just this once. please?!?!

steve - sorry, i guess i don't always type my accent clearly. and my spell check uses american english - i don't know how to change the programme. yes. that was weak, but i'm working on 3.5 hours of sleep. i should go do more of that right now. stupid dog.

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