Or you could always buy something

I just bought this:

Fabric Bundle from Purl Soho. Winging its way to me as I type this.

so I can make this:

Color wheel quilt from Last Minute Quilted Gifts

Making is better than crying, I say.

Out of sorts

Things are going poorly on every level right now. I don’t know if it’s my own personal malaise (could be), but I feel a little sensitive and more than a little bit lonely right now.

If you, like me, are feeling kind of glum today, please help yourself to this.

All the models are terribly thin

… like skeletons.

Somebody stop me

For real.  I’m hoping to foster this girl this week.  And then… who knows?  Yes, she’s blind, but that only means she won’t eschew the crazy outfits I’ll dress her up in.

via Animal Details.

Swiss Knitting

Progress so far… Slow but steady.

Swiss Cheese Scarf v. 3

Football

What a good game. I’m rooting for the Saints, but I’m torn, because, well… because of Peyton Manning.

Baktus, Shmaktus

I always think it’s going to take two seconds to whip one of these up, and then, it doesn’t. It’s more like 8000 days. I have got to put knitting on my schedule, I think. Here’s how far (or not) I am on the most recent Baktus:

Help

That is a literal cry for help. I worked on a new Baktus yesterday. Should have been a Christmas gift, but it’s not even kerchief sized right now. I blame this:

How can I do anything when all I can think about is turkey cheese fries. Damn you, evil Rottweiler.

Some people drink

nd some people shop when they need a little boost. I always feel like a bauble will make me feel better. It never does, because as soon as that card is swiped or money changes hands, I think, “Oh, I SHOULD NOT have done that.” Unless, of course, it’s yarn.

So today I intended with everything in me to eschew shopping and pick up the knitting on that Alpaka Tunic, and get to work on the super-sized blanket for my colleagues Ross, Dylan and Sarah. But, did I? Nope. I didn’t even finish the mittens that only need thumbs for my friend Alison.

It did not work. I bought some stuff, but I didn’t have the usual buyer’s remorse. I mean, at least it wasn’t clothing–which I DO desperately need, by the way, but which always seems like an extravagance. It wasn’t perfume or jewelry or flowers. It was the best thing ever: BOOKS.

I can’t wait until I have time to read them.

Bud Caddell-off w/o February 1

ere goes nothing.

via imgfave user vividp

That’s just because it’s getting ready to be Valentine’s Day and everyone is all lovey-dovey. This is a bit of an antidote. Thank me later.

from imgfave user tinkergirl

And this, because, well, I feel a little lovey-dovey, too. Eli bumps my head like this every morning. Then she tries to scratch my eyes out.

from imgfave user mattsbrat

It’s just cool.

from imgfave user atorg

Just look at that fierce stance. I like to think of myself as fierce and independent, too… but a little drink helps.