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$25 for 3 months, not too bad. I’m saving up my pennies, the pennies that aren’t going for yarn that is.

edit: I see that they just raised their prices, $39 for 3 months, still not too bad. :)

But you’ll forgive me when you see my Hallowig, right?

And if that doesn’t make you want to forgive me, this certainly will.

Last weekend I started working on the Frida poncho from MagKnits. I LOVE IT! It’s so fun to knit; sometimes it can get boring doing the same stitch over and over and over again. This is why Frida is great, so much stitch variety. So with all this greatness, there has to be something sad, I don’t have enough yarn. And, I bought it on closeout; I’m so afraid to check and see if the yarn store can get more. Keep your fingers crossed for me.

The reason I have not gotten very far on the poncho is that 1, I’m scared about the yarn and 2, I’ve been secretly working on Jennifers birthday scarf. The other night she came home and I had to stuff it between the couch cushions before she could see it. Luckily last night she was out (no school) so I was able to finish it.

I’ve also started on Knitty’s Hallowig. I’m going to attempt to shorten the bangs to more of a punk rock length, but I’m not sure if I’m that good.

scarf pattern generator

WOWZERS. This will come in quite handy.

I just really can’t believe that I’ve been married for 5 years. I feel so old saying this, but where did the time go? I can hardly fathom how much my life has changed since we were married.
When Jim and I got married, I was 18 years old. I worked at Palisade Pharmacy for under $8 an hour. Jim worked at a telemarketing company for like, $8.50 an hour. Our rent was $350 a month, all we had to pay was trash and electricity. We had virtually no debt.

Now we have a mortgage, a thriving business with 3 employees. A daughter who, no matter how many times I tell her, will not go get her pants on! A son who likes to bite everything, including aforementioned daughter. In a blink of an eye your life can up and change on you. I think I’m finally getting used to the fact that this is my life now. I’m learning that although it can be SO hard, it can also be SO good. In a time when some of my friends haven’t made it to their 5th wedding anniversary, I’m so very thankful that I have a husband that I love tremendously and that loves me back.

This is the sunset view from our room at Powderhorn.

I finished these wonderful wrist warmers last night.

(Please don’t think less me for having inherited my Dads chubby hands. Or for the picture being weird, it’s hard to take a picture of your own hand.)

Also, for your viewing pleasure, Eden, the Biker Baby.

More to come on the wrist warmers later, I’m working on a whole new, database driven, page for my knitting.

Last night Eden and Honor were taking a bath. Jim stood guard over them while I folded the mountain of clothes on our bed. We came to this arrangement because if Jim encounters a mountain of clothes on our bed he has this insatiable desire to throw all of those clothes On. The. Floor. Not in a laundry basket, the floor.

Honor was finally banished from the bathtub, I think because Jim was starting to get hoarse from saying “Honor, sit down” every 8.5 seconds. I had to take a break from folding clothes to get him all greased up. This is because his father refuses to touch lotion. On top of that, Honor had a diaper rash and needed some cream on his bottom. (While we’re talking about rashes on the bottom, Eden has been very interested in the fact that Honor has a rash. So the other day after going potty – yes the child actually went potty! – she came out of the bathroom and announced, “I have a RAT on my bottom.”)

I got him all jammied up and went back to my clothes folding while Jim started to take out the trash. Eden was still happily swimming away in the bath. All the sudden I heard a splash and Eden yelled, “Mom! Honor has jammys on in the bath tub.” There Honor stood, in his jammys, sopping wet and yelling. (Notice how he was once again STANDING UP!) The toilet brush was floating in the tub behind him.

I can’t even figure out how he got in there, unless he just jumped head first? I DO know how the toilet brush got in there; every time I turn around he is brandishing it like a scepter! As much as he likes the toilet, I guess it’s fitting. Honor, the King of the Toilet. Maybe he’ll potty train early…..

Many of you know that I’m a Dooce addict. While she was in the hospital, I decided that I’d like to make her a scarf. Kind of a literal way to send her a hug. Anyway, I’ve finally finished it along with a hat for the very cute Leta.

Here they are

The pattern from the scarf was adapted from this pattern from Knitty. I used TLC Amore yarn in white, celery and plum. For the ruffles I used Lion Brand, Cotton Ease in black.

Now I just have to pack it up and mail it off. Maybe she’ll get it before Thanksgiving!

Yesterday Jim had the day off so we were able to go on a bike ride. We parked at Riverside park. From there we followed the Colorado River, past Banana’s fun park and all the way up Redlands Parkway into South Rim subdivision. I can’t say how hard that was!! Two huge hills back to back to climb! The only good thing about climbing hills is coming down.
We came down from South Rim into the connected lakes section of the River Trail. We rode through that section, past the Albertsons shopping center and over the bridge on Grand back to Riverside Park.
It was about 10 miles in all. It was hard work (to quote our President), and if it wasn’t for the migraine that was threatening to present itself, it would have been really enjoyable. This time of year is my favorite, with the trees changing and perfect temperatures.
We’ll probably take that same loop tomorrow. The only part that makes us both nervous about it is for a short time while riding along Redlands Parkway, we’re riding next to oncoming traffic with no barriers to protect us. I have to force my overactive imagination to not overact.

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