Considering it makes me barf in my mouth just to imagine it we'll need all the time we can get to "transition". The tour is on Friday - I secretly hope to find used needles in the corners so that I can righteously keep her with me forever.
Bogarting your love since 2005
Stage Seven: Spin and ply box of fluff purchased at the Knitters Frolic this year. I have 3/4 of bobbin done. Fenner is irresistably attracted to this fluff so the spinning of it is for the nighttime - if I can get up after she falls asleep. This is my original goal. If I can do this, I have a secondary goal waiting in the wings. 3lbs of Romni needing dyeing.
I still knit and here is proof: a finished pair of socks. I have shawls on the needles (more on that later) as well as a couple of 'almost done' projects that I'm quite excited about.
We were up North at our cottage this weekend for the first time since cottage opening. It was much warmer then in the spring. I took Fenner swimming in the lake FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER. The turtle method is what we opted for as the water was still pretty cold. Fenner road on my belly as I kicked around.
Very tired and edible Bun.
We don't often use a playpen but she really enjoyed being outside in it. She was able to stand and crawl and fall down without being hurt. After a few hours of being held she really needs her freedom and this let's her have it.
She is so funny.
We've moved into our house which would have been the first hitchless move I'd ever had but the City of Toronto showed up 10 minutes before our movers to rip out the sidewalk right in front of our house. I brought them coffee and croissants from Bonjour Brioche and they started at the other end of the street. I'd like to take this moment to thank J's folks for saving our bacon.
And the concept of slings. Her head was not always flexed like this - there is a fan and god help us all if we should walk by a fan without a moment to contemplate the awesome hypnotic power of it's blades.
We're coming off of a magical four day weekend that we spent chilling out and trying to get into a habit of living together again.
She has been exhibiting behavious quite contrary to my liking - actions like standing up, opening drawers, crawling towards stairs and as if proving that she has antennae to the single electrical outlet on the whole floor without a cover. Let's have a moment of silence for the tired tired cat shall we?
