And She Knits Too!

I didn't win the lottery so I'm back at work...

And I've got nothing to blog, so you're going to have to suffer through a meme.

Tagged by Michelle:

Turn on your MP3 player. Go to SHUFFLE songs mode. Write down the first 15 songs that come up--song title and artist--NO editing/cheating, please. Choose some people to be tagged. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about your musical tastes, or at least a random sampling thereof.

Hallelujah - Jeff Buckley

(Take Me for A Walk in the) Morning - Serena Ryder

Mamma Mia - ABBA

Groove is in the Heart - Deee-Lite

Minus - Beck

Prince of Darkness - Indigo Girls

Walking in your footsteps - The Police

Bright Eyes - Jeff Healey

Complainte De La Butte - Rufus Wainwright

French Suites Track 9 - Glenn Gould

Ramble On - Led Zeppelin

Linger - The Cranberries

Kiss Off - Violent Femmes

Heros - David Bowie

Crazy for you - Adele

I'm not going to tag anyone--but you're all welcome to leave a list in my comments or let me know that you played too.

Finished baby sweater

Vacation time means I have time to catch up on my blogging.

Here's the baby sweater I knit for Cheryl.  She loved it and I loved making it.  The collar and cuffs are my handspun and they work really well with the Briar Rose Grandma's Blessing.  I had just enough to do the set (of both yarns).

I can't wait to meet her baby to see how the little one will look in this suit.  The duck is cute, but not cuter than any baby.

A good day

Today is my birthday.  I'm 39.  As far as birthdays go, this was an alright one (hell, I'm not 40) but it was a pretty quiet day.

Craig had to go away on business so the kids and I had a lazy day.  They took me out for sushi (of course, I paid), I got to spin and knit and I'm spending the evening watching Battlestar Galactica. 

I also got to see Emma play an exciting game of soccer.  She scored a goal, then stopped all but one as goaltender.  They tied playing one girl short and with no subs so it was a fantastic effort.

And I got emails, tweets, and wallposts wishing me a happy birthday.  I love my virtual community--thanks for the well wishing I love all the attention.

There was also Mississippi Mudcake. 

We ate it watching George Burns on the Muppet Show.  Good times.

What I'm ripping

Fuckity fuck fuck fuck.

That beautiful, summer tweederific Mondo Cable I was knitting was only 40 rows from being completed when I got that funny tingling in my brain that tells me to look at the pattern because something ain't right.

And it wasn't.  In my ultra-relaxed camping state I missed casting on 10 sts at the underarm AND the body increases. (I'm actually a bit amazed at how I screwed it up so royally because everything was written clearly and carefully and not in invisible ink).

I had to rip back to the under arms.  Crap.

I'm almost over being mad about it.  Almost.