One Crazy Fiber Lady

The 25th Anniversary Celebration of the Livingston College Honors Program on Friday night was just fabulous.  I’m so glad I went.  It was nice to dress up, not cut food into bite sized bits, and take a trip down memory lane.  I saw people I hadn’t seen in years, including one woman who put a smile on my face when she reminded me that I had given her the tour of campus before her Freshman year.  I had copious flashbacks to my beloved college years.  At the entrance to the function, there was a table with old yearbooks and thesis papers that had been written.  I’d heard from my tablemates that they’d lost a number of them due to a flood.  Call me surprised when I took a look at the table and found my Senior Thesis sitting front and center!  It really was a lovely evening and I’m very very glad I went.  The Honors Program was the reason I went to Livingston.  Well that and the small school atmosphere within the huge university.  It did make for a very long day though and I dropped when I got home at 11:30.

Since my parents had the kids Friday night, I got to sleep in on Saturday.  What a luxury that was!  Something to look forward to as the monkeys get older. I did some shopping and bought the boy fall clothes as he had a severely stunted wardrobe.  It was very hard not to buy anything for Sweet Pea.  Girls clothes are just so much cuter than those for boys.  However, she doesn’t need, she has a huge rubbermaid bin of just about new hand-me-downs from another girl at school.  I’ve been lucky that for the last year, we’ve been getting these big bins from this mother.  Unfortunately the 2T Fall/Winter is the last we’ll get.  She’d been saving for a second child until this stage.  That second child happened, but it was a boy so she’d started getting rid as the clothes were outgrown.  That brings me to what to do with all the darn clothes that are amassing in my increasingly cluttered home.  I did gift almost everything in the 0-6mos sizes to a charity, but that’s left an amazing amount of clothes still to deal with.  At some point my baby sister will have babies of her own, I just don’t have the space to save for that eventuality.  I should put together a package and send to my cousin, the NOLA refugee.  She had my nephew a couple of weeks ago in Atlanta. 

Speaking of clothes, we had a "random act of silence" again this weekend.  I really should know better by know, but obviously I’m a very slow learner.  I was deluding myself that the silence that followed the chattering and giggling after I put them down for an afternoon nap was actually the monsters going to sleep.  It was an easy delusions.  The time change was creating an odd day that started at 6AM, led to an early nap that ended by noon and was going to make for a LOOOOONNNNGGGG afternoon.  They weren’t asleep.  They were busy.  Emptying Kat’s dresser drawers.  I went in there when I heard Kat crying.  I found her with one leg in the middle drawer on the left and the rest of her body stuck between the bins.  Alex?  He was standing on the dresser. 

On the plus side, I really did need to get those clothes out of her drawers as they were still the spring/summer things.  I didn’t need this kind of help though.  Really.  While I was busy picking up this mess, the evil duo couldn’t stay out of trouble either.  First they were digging around in the basket of knitting goodies next to the couch.  I removed it and put it high up in the kitchen.  Next trip to the living room found the pair having a grand old time with my purse.  Kat was amusing herself with the change purse and Alex had my checkbook, a flair pen and a credit card.  He managed to doodle on his left hand nicely with the flair.  Let’s just say the motherly love well was visited to avoid killing them.  Fortunately the rest of the evening went smoothly.  I kept them up to their normal time in the hopes that they’d get back on schedule today. 

I’m having a hard time getting going today though.  I fell asleep on the couch last night around 9ish and woke at 9:30.  I went straight to bed.  I left my partially pieced together Twist lying right there on the couch.  I finished knitting the second sleeve yesterday morning and steam blocked all the pieces during the twins’ morning nap.  I did manage to attach one sleeve and complete the side seems on that side last night.  Sorry, no pictures of it yet.  I was intending to take one last night, but that unscheduled nap precluded many things.  It is not such a commuter friendly project anymore and will be relegated to the house.  I worked on the Shetland Scarf this morning on the bus (told you I was running slow).  While I can knit more advanced things on the bus these days, reading is still out.  I got seriously bus-sick after half a page of Stephanie’s new bookbookbook that I picked up last week, along with a couple on ganseys.