Hello! How are you today?
For a summary of my day, I refer you to Exhibit A, Not Awfully Darn Good.
But no matter that I am worn out and tired and sleepy and working is working me like some kind of working work machine! (Work: We will squeeze every last drop of editorial skill from you before September! Every last drop! ) Never mind that I am not sleeping and cannot get any of my shoes on! I'm telling you, it does not matter, because look at the nice Internet readers I have!
That's the blanket that Bethiclaus made for me.
(Correction from a previous statement: Beth did not knit this blanket. It was crocheted. I apologize for the error, but would like to point out that I am not very craftmatically minded and couldn't tell you the difference between knitting and crocheting if my life depended on it. I believe one uses two needles while another uses one needle or possibly a pointed stick. Either way, they are both Way Too Difficult For Me.)
(Although at one time in my life, I was wicked awesome at making those little potholders out of the stretchy loops on the plastic loom.)
Anyway, the blanket arrived this weekend and it is breathtakingly gorgeous.
Ceiba was allowed near the blanket for a brief photo opportunity and then promptly shooed away. The blanket has been placed in protective custody until the arrival of a certain small person. A certain small person who will most likely vomit on this blanket within five minutes and BREAK HIS MOTHER'S HEART.
In other news, there is a CAR SEAT sitting in my living room. With an adjustable canopy that I assembled myself, with only a minimum of cursing but with an awful lot of throwing stubborn plastic bendy things across the room.
I think there might be a baby coming to my house or something.