I'm exhausted

Paperwork, more paperwork, a quick trip across the country, very little knitting, button issues.

I'm wiped.

I'll talk about the buttons on the Telegraph Cove sweater, I guess when I'm finally happy with the buttons, but just so this blog doesn't go completely to seed, I thought I'd post a photo of a blanket that I made for my neice, Miss S.










And while I'm at it, pics of my nephew, T.R. and his sister, C.R. at the zoo (I know it looks like a playground, but it was in the zoo) that I took on a really quick trip to Florida over the weekend


T.R. taking a photo of my mom and his sister.



Sliding away.


C.R. was fearless!

I got a dehydrated on the way back to Seattle. I guess getting very little sleep and running after these two in the 90 degree sun of Florida on a quick weekend trip cross-country will do that to a person. Or I'm just getting old.

STAY-CATION all I ever wanted ...

I need a vacation from my vacation. I know all of you are rolling your eyes, and I know I would be calling my self a BI-OTCH right now, but I could use a week to just hang around my house and do a lot of nothing.

I even had an extra day in theory to 'do nothing,' but I had to do a week's worth of laundry and deal with insurance companies refusing to pay for my teeth cleanings. And, of course, I had to organize, tone and post photos from the trip. If I didn't have that extra day, lord only knows when that would get down.

Having some sympathy for me yet? I didn't think so. So as long as you still hate me, let me show you some pictures of my trip.















So now some knitting. Normally, I would have spared you the vacation photos and start with the knitting, but I needed them to explain why the following are photos of the High Neck Cable sweater and not the Feather and Fan sweater that I dubbed the 'Telegraph Cove' Sweater.




It was COLD. I know many of you are experiencing record heat, and again, the amount of sympathy you can extend to me is zilch. But I'm just trying to say I had no desire to pick up a holey, hemp sweater. I needed warmth. The kind you can get from wool. Specifically Manos Silk Blend. Or at least gore tech, which I failed to bring. The space in the luggage I should have packed a jacket I packed a bathing suit.

I hope this news brings a little smugness to your hearts. And soon I have faith, this will bring our relationship to a stronger place.