Thanks for all your nice comments. I appreciate ya.
I was wandering through the house a while ago looking at all my half-finished, just-begun, nearly-done, no-where-near-done, and a few probably-never-will-finish crochet projects. I believe the saying is, "Shit or get off the pot, Pam." Ha-ha. Instead, I started two new projects this weekend. What? It was good therapy!
One is nearly finished, and I know I will finish it today. It's my first sweater, and I just have a few more rows on each sleeve and the buttons to go. I'm proud of it because it's something I've avoided trying to make because the sleeves scared me, and all sweater patterns are so long and daunting I was afraid my head would explode trying to figure it all out. My head did not explode, and I even rather enjoyed it.
This is the other project I started and frogged and restarted, and frogged and restarted, and frogged and restarted:
And I'm about to frog and restart it again. It's the Tiramisu Baby Blanket. I can't find a yarn I'm happy with. It shouldn't take long once I finally decide what I'm using. The baby is a boy. I'm not even sure how long I have before he's born, but I think it's before the end of the year. I'll probably finish the beige one in the middle, make the edging scallops in Aran and the ribbon chocolate brown.
It rained all day yesterday. We watched the race, I crocheted, napped, surfed the Web, watched it rain, ate M&Ms until we were nauseous, and just plain did nothing really. It was nice. It's supposed to be rainy all this week too, and you won't see me complaining.
I got my last Nutrisystem shipment of food Friday. I've lost 15 lbs so far, but I've decided this will be my last month on that program. I'm certainly not near where I want to be yet, but I'm just done with this one. And I don't want to talk about it either. Bleh.
I'm off to eat some breakfast. Talk at ya later.