Well, let’s see.

Liv got her ears pierced last night,

she’s so happy. She didn’t flinch, she didn’t smile, she didn’t move. Later, as she was walking out with deep purple earlobes, she said that she felt like she was going to pass out. What a trooper. When I got my ears pierced, I passed out cold and hit the floor after the first one. Having to be revived and climb back up on the chair for the second.

I ordered my spinning wheel today. I can hardly believe it.

It should be here in a week. I read once on someone’s blog how they stayed up all night with their new spinning wheel. I need to decide what to spin, so I can have it all ready/prepared such that when my wheel comes, I can to do exactly the same. Next Thursday or Friday night, spin party at my house. All night long.

I don’t know how I’ll manage. After staying out ’til 3am last Friday at the John Mayer concert, I was not even human most of Saturday. In and out of consciousness and naps, not able to be coherent on any level.

But it sounds like fun, so I’m going to try.

There are some great mitts being knit.

Stephanie’s are done and fantastic.

Jen knit some nice ones.

Carol has finished two pair. I’ve seen them in person, they’re lovely. Mary’s getting a lot of Koigu. Lucky girl!

Suzette has finished one and it looks like it’ll be neat on a hand.

Anyone else have anything to show?

I have a cute picture of Clark

I’ve done a little bit on my purple mitts, but I’ve ripped a little back, and I think I’m going to rip the rest of the gusset and start it over.

I hate writing patterns. I don’t hate making things up and having to rip and redo to get it right. I hate writing the pattern. But I do, because I’ll probably want to knit it again someday, or something similar, and I’d feel like an idiot making all the same mistakes over again. Plus, I know many of you want it.

But I hate writing patterns.

I’m exhausted. Can’t talk. I’m going to try to sleep for the remaining hour and a half before the girls last piano recital this afternoon. Their teacher is retiring to have a baby.

Miraculously, I managed to make my weight goal for June 1st, which was 220 pounds. I’d had some really bad eating days, plus I felt like I had been gearing up to cycle all week, so I didn’t think there was the smallest chance of making it. But on Thursday I was 220.4, so I worked hard and on Friday, 220. I’m thrilled.

I’m not 220 anymore. I think I’m 222 today, but the impending threat of cycling has become reality so I’m bloated and feel yucky. Plus, we were on the road all day yesterday to get to the Ben Folds and John Mayer concert and I ate bad, mainly because there wasn’t much choice.

I love Ben Folds. I wish he wasn’t such a potty mouth. He was in full form last night.

John Mayer puts on a good show. I like him even better now than I did before. He’s very funny. I’d say more but I’m sooo tired, I feel yucky, and I’m going to bed.

How was your week?

This week is insane. Both Nate and I each have a million things to do, so the house is trashed and everyone is stressed.

I can’t speak for Nate, whose craziness is work based, but for me, I need my down time. I need quiet, alone, nobody-talk-to-me-because-I-need-to-think time. When I have to go out and do things, or be places at certain times for days at a time, I freak out.

I’m sure I’m mental.

But I’ve had commitments everyday for I don’t know how long, and it’s getting to me. And Veronica won’t stop talking, even when I ask her to.

Today is my last day to try to organize my life before we ditch the kids to go to a John Mayer/Ben Folds concert tomorrow in the Portland area.

As of right now, neither of us wants to go. I’m sure we’ll love it, but it’s just too much to cram in to not enough time. But we’re committed, so we’re going.

Last night, I made it to a local knit meet-up that I only manage to hit once to twice a year, tho’ they meet weekly. I really enjoy the group and it was fun to see everyone. Plus, I got to see Diana ride her new Vespa. So cute! Cream Vespa, cream helmet, cream pants, green shirt. I wanted to be her so bad last night as we were all leaving the parking lot to go home.

Mary’s green cable mitts are done, but I need a second set of hands to get a picture, so you’ll need to be content with a beginning shot of mine.

I didn’t end up liking the gusset on Mary’s, so I’m trying something else.

I’m making the increases flanking the center knit stitch, as opposed to the more traditional way of increasing at the edges. We’ll see how it goes. I like it so far, but I might be frogging.

Who am I kidding? I’ll definitely be frogging.

Since this gusset is a different style than the yarnover half-gusset type thing I knit into the green ones, I’m not sure about placement, frequency of increase, or anything else really. But I’m going to see it through and hopefully be able to knit it right the second time if this one doesn’t work out.

And we’re off again. Veronica and I have a lunch date with a boy and his mom from school.

The second one, which was actually the first one, only needs fingers.

Woohoo!

And the pair only took one skein of Koigu! And they feel dreamy.

I’m going to start a pair for me, where I’ll fine tune the pattern and make some adjustments before writing it.

Rock on.

I’m up a pound this week, measurements are the same. And I’m really ok with that. I ate way too much this week. Lots of indulgences. My birthday weekend was extremely high calorie and spanned three days. In fact, I think that Wednesday was my only somewhat respectable day in terms of food.

I exercised a lot this week, and much more intense than usual. It felt good. I was excited to be able to push myself that hard.

I’m still feeling really good. The thing that is bothering me the most is that I’ve wanted more food than usual. And I go over my saturated fat limits almost every day. The littlest bit of cheese and BAM! It sucks.

I’m still plenty motivated, and I’m sure I’ll do better next week. I still need to focus on drinking more water, eating less fat and more vegetables, staying in my calorie target but truly, this is the first week it’s been difficult for me. Maybe I’m premenstrual. ‘Cause I’ve been grumpy, too.

How was your week?

Thanks to all that are knitting mitts/gloves/handcoverings for my friend Mary. It means a lot to me, and I know she’ll be, like, dumbfounded.

It’s a surprise.

My progress is slow, because I’m a moron, and keep having to rip and redo. This last frog was the gusset of the second mitt, because I didn’t reverse the yarnovers so the gusset was jutting off into the wrong direction.

Danielle’s are looking lovely. Perfect for spring and summer.

Stephanie’s are gorgeous. GORGEOUS! She’s a kindred spirit, in that she’s ripping a bunch, too. While I am sorry for her and can certainly empathize, it’s nice to be in good company.

I’m very excited to see Katie’s in person. I love that pattern from the picture. (It’s linked on my original post).

I don’t see pictures on Suzette’s blog yet, but she has the cutest stinking puppy pictures ever! They’re soooooo sweet. Congratulations!

And then there’s Monika. Monika needs help. I was preparing to post about the awesome mitts I saw in progress on her blog, when I went there just now and saw her latest post. I think they’re totally cool, but now agree that they may not be particularly wearable. I’m still thinking about that one. They look fantastic in photographs. A work of art. Hmmmmmm. Tell her what you think, help her out.

I’ll post pictures as I start receiving. You all rock.

My birthday ended up turning into a 2 1/2 day junkfoodfest. I’m anxious to have a good, healthy eating day again, because I don’t feel good when I eat like that, despite how enjoyable it is. So, I’ve had my Strawberry-Orange-Fiber shake and vitamins this morning, with 2 glasses of water down so far.

And I remember what I wanted to talk about yesterday! I’m confident that I’m not the first one to have thought of this, but it occurred to me a couple days ago that I could possibly both knit and exercise at the same time on a recumbent exercise bike.

Have any of you done this?

My in-laws have one, so I hauled Mary’s Koigu glove-in-progress over there last night to have a go.

It works.

HA-hahahahahhhhhh!

I think I could easily work out an hour a day if I’m knitting! And I was looking for a new thing to do because walking isn’t always getting my heart rate up where I’d like it anymore. I still weigh too much to jog, and if I continue my upper body weights a couple times a week…. I don’t see a down side to this.

What are your thoughts?

Moving on, I’ve cast on for the second mitt and I’m probably still not going to have enough yarn to finish off the thumbs, so I’m going to go back to Weaving Works to look for a coordinating color that’ll blend more than contrast.

FROG!!

and reknit!

and, there’s not as much yarn left over as I thought there would be. I must have knit more length into the palm this time. I’m hoping I have enough yarn, because heaven help me, I don’t want to rip it again. However, if I need to, it’ll only be to the thumb stitches, not all the way to the start of the gusset again.

This glove feels so good on! I’m always sad when I have to take it back off. I’m really, really liking it.

Nate took me to Salty’s for dinner Saturday night. We had a table right on the glass, with a perfect view of Seattle. I had Copper River Salmon for the first time. It was very good.

Earlier that day, I went to my two favorite LYSs to see what they were doing for the Local Yarn Shop Tour. At Village, they had a bunch of Fleece Artist Kid Silk 2 ply

It will be a sweater of some sort. Then at Weaving Works, I bought 4 more skeins of Koigu,

adding to the available choices for whoever wins the drawing for Mitts for Mary.

That’s right, you get to choose from my stash, 2 skeins, same color, any of my Koigu. Even the new stuff.

See anything you like? Knit some mitts! At this point, your chances are probably 1 in 2 that you’ll win something.

I KNOW there was something I really wanted to talk about today, but I’ve stalled as long as I can, and I can’t for the life of me remember what it was. So, maybe tomorrow.

I’m 32 now! That’s so weird.