Oh baby you're young but that's okay, what's give or take nine years anway?

It's fun to spend a night being hit on by younger guys!

Yesterday I got home from work and was completely exhausted. I really didn't think I was going to make it anywhere, but was convinced to go to dinner and a movie. After that my friend and I decided to stop by this house party for "just a drink." Three hours later, we were still there.

It was thrown by this couple I know but not well. They always have great parties, but the weirdest people show up. This time, in addition to the posse of 22 year old cute boys (okay, so it's not 9 years, but that's how the song goes!) who laughed at all my corny and sarcastic jokes, there were these two random guys from MIT. No joke, they looked like they stepped out of an 80s movie, a cross between Real Genius and Sixteen Candles. One was wearing jeans, a white t-shirt, and a heavy wool blazer. The other had on a pair of brown cords and a turquoise plaid shirt tucked-in. I wish I had a picture, because even I can tell that description isn't doing it justice. Picture John Cusak and his dorky friends from 16 Candles. It was weird, but the look seemed to work for them.

What's possibly weirder is that they just met the day before and plaid guy invited blazer guy to the party - two people who have never met before with the exact same bizarre fashion sense? Will wonders never cease?



Previous title: Coldplay, "Talk"

Do you feel like a puzzle, you can't find your missing piece?

It seems like everyone I know is either married or engaged these days. I can think of nine friends and/or coworkers who have gotten engaged in the last few months, and that's without even really trying. There are probably a few I've forgotten. Needless to say, it seems like everyone around me is talking about weddings. I'm still being my cheerful post-vacation self, but all this wedding talk is starting to get to me. I'd like a second or third date at least!

Let's see, the men I've gone out with lately . . .
- There was the guy who gave me Hello Kitty gifts on our first date, which happened to be the first night of Hanukkah (I'm not in middle school!).
- Then there was the neighbor who kept stopping by and then later referring to said drop-ins as dates. We went out once and he swore it was the fourth date! Also, he suspiciously had very little furniture in his apartment.
- There was the guy with the hair slicked back with so much grease it looked like it might drip down the back of his shirt. Eew!
- Don't forget the one who insisted we go Dutch, then proceeded to order an extra desert to take home and eat the next day.
- There was also the guy who showed up for the first date in shorts and flip-flops, and it's not like we were going anywhere where this type of outfit would be expected. First rule of first dates: Dress to impress.

There are more, but it's getting depressing, so I'm going to stop now. One more rant: what's with the 4:00 on a Saturday date? I can understand not wanting to commit to dinner, dating can likely get expensive if you're usually the one paying, but really? Meet me for drinks, not for a strange "let's take a two hour walk and see if we want to continue getting to know each other" date.

OK. Now it's time to cheer up with a fun vacation picture. Here's me (in the middle) with my brother and his fiancee, Courtney.



And of course, one of my mom's cats. This is Zelda. I don't get to rubby her too much since she lives outside of Philadelphia, but we get in some good loving when I'm visiting the folks. She has a sister Daisy, who is equally adorable, but who I didn't get a photo of this time.



Granted, not the best picture, but I'm sure there will be more in the future.



Yesterday's title: Dashboard Confessionals, "Carry This Picture" - Did I stump you?

Color the coast with your smile; it's the most genuine thing that I've ever seen

I will admit that I'm a little sad to be back from vacation, but I am so much more relaxed now, and so much more myself. I was definitely teetering on the edge of crazy there for a while. It's good to be back off of that cliff. We had awesome weather every day; if anything, there was a heat wave in Florida while we were there. The gray clouds encircling Boston make it hard to look outside, but nothing can shake my smile today. I'm sure it won't last forever, but I'll definitely enjoy it while I've got it.

I'm planning on telling more about the vacation in the days to come. Possibly even some sunshiney photos. Yes, sunshiney is a word. Mostly because I said so.

In knitting news, the first pomotamus sock is getting there. I finished the third repeat on the leg, but decided to pull it out because it made the sock a little long and my sock buddy wants socks on the shorter side. Now I'm getting close to the end of the heel and I'm pretty optimistic about finishing the pair soon. Can't wait!

PS - The spellchecker came up with "sunshiny." I guess I didn't really invent the word, just spelled it wrong.



Previous title: Guster, "Great Escape"

Into the car baby bleed the gas; fast is fast never turning back

Vacation starts tomorrow! Yay! One more day of work and then I'm off for a week plus one day - six school days with no school! Wahoo! Tomorrow I'm off to visit the family in Philly, then from there we're all going together to Florida (mom, dad, brother, and brother's fiancee). I just got back from the pre-vacation mani/pedi and now I'm off to start packing. I'm thinking this is it until I get back. Check you later! Wish me sunshine and lollipops weather!


Yesterday's title: The Standells, "Dirty Water" - please pretend you never heard the Bronson Arroyo version; trust me, you'll feel better that way

I love that dirty water; oh, Boston you're my home

Happy opening day! The boys did very well for themselves today, even if they are lacking some of the old fan faves this year. Looks like Ortiz will take over that role.



Yesterday's title: ACDC, "Big Balls"

All the social papers say I've got the biggest balls of all

Are you intrigued yet?
Every time I leave my LYS, I feel like I've forgotten something. Care to guess what it is?




Yeah, about that ball winder. It does seem to make life easier. This weekend I suddenly felt surrounded by hand-wound balls of yarn. On the plus side, it means I'm actually using the yarn I buy instead of just buying more. I think I wound 4 skeins into balls this past week and I only bought one new skein, so that's pretty good I guess.

Here's a little hint at what I've been working on with some of that yarn:



It's a pomatomus! A question for you: when there are two, will they be pomatomi? Saying pomatomi might be even more fun than saying pomatomus. Try it out loud. Don't you agree? While I love this sock, it is a gift for my sockapaloooza pal. I might have to make another pair in this color just for me. As long as I remember to wind the yarn before leaving the store.

Before I go for the day, I just wanted to mention my happiness at the quest to be bathing-suit ready by the end of the week. I don't know what was up with me on Friday, but I'm much more content now. All day today my pants were feeling kind of uncomfortable, mostly because they are now getting to be too big. Very exciting stuff! Could have something to do with the ridiculous amounts of walking/running I did this weekend - I'm guestimating upwards of 10 miles when you add Saturday's and Sunday's mileage together. Yay!



Saturday's title: The Killers, "Somebody Told Me"

It's not confidential, I've got potential

Well folks, looks like it's official and I'm here to stay. I'm really enjoying blogging, and this is the third date. You know what that means.

Anyways, it still is confidential (nobody knows about this place but me), but only temporarily. I'm dying to join Secret Pal 8, and I think today is the day. I guess that means I have to give up a little privacy, but I think part of the point of this is to let people in to my private world. You know, because it's so fascinating and all that clearly other people will want to read every word I write. Sarcasm aside, there's something a little scary and exciting about letting people in to your life. I'm going to try not to censor myself too much, but sometimes I think, Do I really want to tell the world about that? We'll just have to wait and see how it goes.

I promise more knitting content soon.


Yesterday's title: Audioslave, "To Be Yourself"

To be yourself is all that you can do

Less than one week until vacation in sunny Florida! I absolutely cannot wait, except that today I considered trying on bathing suits, and let me tell you it was a scary sight. Turns out that all those times I said, "I'll go to the gym tomorrow. It can't hurt if I just take today off." Well, I think it just might have hurt. I'm a little bummed, to say the least. I've decided to ignore these feelings, and drown them up with a little Audioslave. Therefore:

Don't lose any sleep tonight
I'm sure everything will end up alright
You may win or lose
But to be yourself is all that you can do

But just in case, there are still 5 gym days left before I have to face the facts. Wish me luck!



Yesterday's title: Beastie Boys, "Brass Monkey"

That funky monkey . . .

I've finally gone and done it! I've been busily lurking around other's blogs and now I've finally committed to one myself. Don't be surprised if I'm a sporadic poster, at least at first. Leave me comments and you'll be sure to inspire me to keep on keeping on. For now, here are some pictures of what I'm working on - you know, in case your curious. 'Cause this is going to be a knitting blog and all, did I mention . . . So here's some knitting content for all y'all:

Here is the Dread Purple Sock. Forgive the capital letters. In my head it sort of sounded like the Dread Pirate Roberts. Not so much once I typed, but hey, it's already out there now. This sock has made me cry, or rather wince in pain. It made me a sad stash monkey given that it hurt my wrists and I had to take some knitting time off. Maybe going down to a size 1 wasn't the best idea after all . . . Might try again on size 2. At any rate it's the River Rapid sock from Sockbug. I just learned how to link, so I'm sorry if that doesn't work.

Of course, it could have been this baby blanket that caused the knitting injury. Think this blanket times two - can you believe a friend had the nerve to get pregnant with twins? It's ok, I love her anyway :) I forgot to photograph the first blanket, and this one's not quite done. It's still missing the border. More details then. Oh yeah, it's the entrelac shawl from the Debbie Bliss Baby Cashmerino book.

On to projects that make me smile more. Here is the Trellis Scarf from Interweave Spring 06. Love it! Want to keep it! Must gift it, but might make another just for me. Get the picture on how much I love it?




Another Interweave project, Fall 05. It's the Rib and Cable socks. Love these too. They are all mine!










That's it for today. How'd I do for a first post? I'll try to be a little less cheese-ball next time around.