Hmm, why do you ask???

Hello, there, all! I'm back. Please don't go away just 'cause I did. Come back, come back!

There is SO much I want to post about. Every day I think of things I want to post about and write them in my head, then I forget them and despair, then I go to post and I'm overwhelmed by all the now forgotten things! And THEN, I have an awesome two days receiving goodies, buying new bedding, getting done 270 things I've been putting off:

1) OB/GYN appt. Ugh.
2) Oil Change. Kind of like #1.
3) Paying bills. Somehow I paid the Electric Bill with my credit card. This is not standard procedure. I'm unclear how it happened. Is my money managing itself?
4) Actually registering for the 1/2 Marathon I'm going to do - oops! Almost screwed up, AM!
5) Balancing the checkbook. Oops, didn't quite get that one done.
6) Returning yarn, to buy more yarn.
7) Did I mention shopping?!

I'm so overwhelmed! Aaaagh! I'm MANIC, I'm over-the-top!, I need to be reigned in!!!

Ummm, right. Note to self: when you become uncontrollably slap-happy, either:

1) you forgot your meds, or
2) you got THIS in the mail:*

Wow!!!!! Woo-hoo! Phildar was having a sale, and a fabulous friend went shoppin' for me.

You wanna close-up? Sure you do.

What will I make? THIS, and THIS. I plan to change the turtleneck and maybe make short sleeves, and the other red-variegated I will knit in the green Frénésie. Super WOOT!!!

A Heartfelt Thanks

Thank you, truly, to everyone who commented and emailed me with good wishes. All things considered, last week was of course stressful, but I think ended in the best way possible. Time will heal the rest.

And thanks so my Secret Pal, who so thoughtfully sent me a lovely card, with seeds enclosed to scatter. Here it is pictured with...

The BOOKBOOKBOOK!

Yarn Harlot's book is truly good. If you are a knitter, or if you know a knitter, if will make you giggle, then shake, then howl out loud with tears running down. Well, at least that's what it did for me.

HEJ, brevity is not your strong point.

Yes, well, this was to be a brief post, but here I am all talky at you again. But...

I am so so very tired, that I cannot post more. I have much much more to show, but I must sleep. If of course, I can't sleep, you know I'll be back. The chances of this are fair-to-middlin'.**

*Today, it was both. I mean, when the hubbie asks if you've taken the meds, you've obviously forgotten them.
**What DOES this mean? The hubbie and are constantly laughing at phrases we or family say that we have no idea what they are. Like, who is "Sam Hill?" And why do we care what he is doing? Or how about "a rat's ass?" I mean, really, rodent bottoms? This makes sense to us?