TTFN!

Well, I had hoped to get back into regular blogging but somehow time seems to disappear each day! I am heading out for several days. We're going up to Michigan for my shower. Yay! Should be lots of fun to see friends and family. We haven't seen any of them since we got engaged, so I'll have lots of people ogling my fancy finger :)

And, uh, so much for not starting new projects. I cast on for another Caramel Cable hat. This one for Jake, rather than his dad. It came out of necessity for a simple project I could carry. My only socks OTN are the boyfriend socks and I have to pay attention with counting and the cables. My lace scarf is simple and the pattern is memorized, but I learned (the hard way) I need to finish on a purl row so I don't get any yo's in the wrong spot overlapping a regular stitch when you stop on a right side row and move the work onto the cable :) Jake's sweater is too big to come along places, so that was my excuse for yet another project!

I don't have the energy to re-post a gajillion pictures, but go here and check out the most awesomist swap package I got today, too. I'm doing the Malabrigo Swap on Ravelry - such an awesome group of people, and my spoiler Deb (who is sans blog) totally went overboard. I mean, all around I've been lucky in swaps with having great partners, but this package totally blew me away!

Have a great weekend, everyone, and talk to you next week!

Hot Cocoa Swap Topic #3

Well, I haven't been doing the weekly topics, because I've had other things to blog about, but when I read topic 3, it sort of stuck around in my brain, making me think.

What is the most 'random' memory you have from your childhood?

I have lots of memories that are seemingly random. As I get older, it seems for some reason I get more of them, particularly memories with those family members who are no longer here. I guess the most 'random' of my memories is a toss up between two.

The first one is with my mom and dad. It was before they divorced, but I don't recall if it was before or after dad moved to Texas (he lost his job in Michigan and Ford moved him to work at a plant in Texas rather than lay him off - he would come home semi-frequently to visit). This means I was somewhere between 3-5 years old. We were having dinner at Vito's, which was my absolute favorite pizza place. Until the age of 15, the only pizza I at was with mushroom and hamburger on it. We were at our table, near the jukebox, and Chariots of Fire was playing (why do I know that. . . because I played it. . . oh yeah, I was an odd child!). When the pizza came, my dad took a piece and tried to cut it on his plate. I guess the fork wasn't really holding the pizza, because when he put the knife to the slice, it shot across the table and ended up upside down in the ashtray. It's not so funny in retelling, but it was hilarious at the time. To this day, if I drive by and mom is in the car, she says 'remember that time your dad lost the pizza?'.

The second is with my grandparents. My mom's parents stayed with us a lot, or I at their house after my parents divorced. Since my mom worked full time, grandma and grandpa watched me a lot, and took care of transporting me to after school activities when it was necessary. I was probably about 6 years old and I was obsessed with learning to snap my fingers. I couldn't do it to save my life. I practiced all the time, including in the bath/shower. One evening in the bath (or shower, I don't recall) I discovered that if my hands were wet, I could snap my fingers. I was so excited by this, I promptly ran from the bathroom - soaking wet and naked as a jaybird - directly into the living room to show off this newly acquired skill to my grandpa. I stood and snapped until my hands dried off enough that they didn't snap anymore. Then, I turned around, shook my nekkid behind at grandpa and ran off with my mom trying to catch me with a towel!

Like I said, I was an interesting child :)