Shakespeare-Knitblogging Mashup

If the Bard of Stratford-upon-Avon were a knit blogger...

It is the knitting,
The knitting above us, govern our conditions.

Which work of Shakespeare was the original quote from?

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And my personal favorite...

Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your knitting.

Which work of Shakespeare was the original quote from?

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Instead

Instead of working on my novel, I was reading blogs.

Instead of cooking dinner, I am blogging.

Instead of knitting, I will be working on my novel.

Anybody else having a day like that?

Also, a quick note to quietly mark the passing of one of our fish, Goldie, swimming happily now in that great big goldfish bowl in the sky. May the water be warm and oxygenated, and may you always have just the right amount of food to eat. Good-bye Goldie!

Website Wednesday

Wow. I mean, wow.

(Thanks to Boing Boing for the link!)

It's Rather Self Explanatory

Don't you think?

My Inner Teenager...

...cannot stop snickering.

Just for Fun

I wonder what they have in there?

RIP

Oh Amex Card, I'm so sorry I lost you yesterday while we were running errands. I thought I'd tucked you back in my bag, but I guess you tumbled out onto the ground. I'm terribly sorry I had to cancel you but I'm so glad that you are not out there somewhere, being forced to make huge purchases against your will. I miss you and will always remember the wonderful times we had together--the late night online yarn purchases, the Indian food, the Target runs. Rest in peace my dear Amex card. I'll remember your security number always.

WTF?

I woke up yesterday, feeling slightly nauseous and was, two hours later, in the throes of a vicious stomach flu. I can't believe the ferocity with which this virus kicked my @$$. Seriously, I was too sick to knit. TOO SICK TO KNIT! It sucked.

This morning I am feeling better. Not 100%, but better. I'm going to take it easy. I'm going to lie on the couch and sip some tea and knit.

Not for the faint of heart

If you are one of those people with a phobia of balloons bursting, don't follow this link. It could give you nightmares.

Finally!

A website that combines Knitting (and other crafts) with Doctor Who. What a relief.

5 for Monday (+1)

1. I am knitting away on Ezra's sweater--I adore the pattern and the yarn, so I'm loving this project.

2. I've finished the Christmas socks for Ezra--have cast on the Christmas socks for Isaac. Photos will be posted soon.

3. The March dishcloth is not going well. At some point, I didn't increase or decrease where I should have and was a stitch short. I frogged it and will start it again later.

4. We went to a kid's birthday party yesterday. A great time was had by all. Last night, Isaac had some questions about the birthday girl. I've transcribed the entire converstion verbatum because it was so funny:

"Mommy, is she five now?" Isaac asked.
"Yes, she is five," I replied.
"What comes after five?"
"Six."
"What comes after six?"
"Seven," I say. I'm also starting to feel impatient because Isaac is supposed to be going to sleep.
He continues, "what comes after seven?"
So, ready to end this, I say, "Take a guess."
"43?"

I guess time is fluid when you're 5. It's also funny because the birthday kid really is 5 going on 43.

5. Perusing the blogs, I found this. Kind of fun. Apparantly, 1,397,854 people in US have the first name Jennifer. Only I have the last name Seelaus.

HowManyOfMe.com

There are: 0 people with my name in the U.S.A. How many have your name?

6. My Elizabeth Zimmerman books arrived yesterday. I am so going to make a baby surprise jacket!

Waiting

This morning I am waiting for Ezra to poop. Yes, you read that right. Late yesterday afternoon, Ezra swallowed something. I thought it might have been a toy, but wasn't sure. So, I packed him (and some knitting) up and headed over to the ER.

They were busy. Our recent snow and ice storm had people out on the sledding slopes, so there were many kids (and adults!) with banged up faces and broken wrists. We waited. Ezra slept. I knitted. We were there about two and a half hours before they came to take us for an x-ray. The x-ray tech was cryptic. When I asked if they saw anything, he said the doctor would discuss it with me. I prepared for the worst.

Then more waiting. I tried knitting, but Ezra was awake by then, so I chased him around the gurney instead. We played peek-a-boo with the curtain that was supposed to provide us with some privacy. I made him an exam-glove balloon. We waited some more.

The doctor came in and I steeled myself. "It's a screw," she announced.



Luckily, it had already passed into his small bowel. So now, we wait.

UPDATE--We didn't have to wait long. He passed the screw while I was blogging. Hooray!