Tuesday, October 04, 2005

I'm a Bad Bunny *

I'm sitting here, wanting to take a nap, or knit a sock, or a sweater, or clean the house, or pretty much do anything but work on this mess

But I can't. I have to work on that mess because life got away from me the summer and prevented me from working on those, and the recipient of those has been excruciatingly patient at the lack of receipt. And since I am unable to attend Rhinebeck this year, I have no more major weekend excursions this month, nothing major until KR Retreat time, so my goal is to finish this and three (maybe two) more like it before November 1st. I am allowed to crochet up the back and block after November 1, but all knitting must be done. Or else the project will go on far too long, and bring bad juju into my non sucky autumn.

But I had a ....ummm.... challenging knitting class this morning. A way-the-heck-out-there pregnant woman came in, saying she thinks it will be cheaper and easier to just knit her baby clothes rather than spend all that money buying them. I didn't laugh in her face. About four minutes into the class her cell phone rang, and it was her husband. Thinking it would be the standard "yes, we need kitty litter, great, thanks, whatever" phone call most civilized people make when they're interrupting. But no. They chattered on for a while, with her expecting me to show her what to do while she was listening to him. At one point she did apologize, explaining that her husband was in the Middle East and she didn't get a chance to talk to him much. Of course, I couldn't ask her to hang up after that, could I?

But then it turned into a yelling match. It would seem that the husband invited someone to stay with them who is not pulling his weight in bills around the house, and now the husband wants the wife to kick that someone out, but the wife doesn't feel that's morally right, and instead feels it is morally right to get into a transcontinental screaming match during my knitting class. After sometime she finally left the room, leaving her knitting behind. She came back with ten minutes left and said "wow, that class went fast!' Uh-huh.

So now I'm tired and cranky and have a headache and this seductive little blonde cat is sitting her purring at me, batting his eyes and begging me to take him to bed for some serious cuddle time. And yet I have to work on the mess. So clearly, I'm doing what any responsible knit-blogger would do.

I'm blogging about the mess.

Which really isn't that much of a mess. That was just the back side, and only after being wrestled out from under the furry little rumps of various men in my life. It actually looks more like
which is obviously an improvement, if we're speaking exclusively about tangles.

So I guess I have to give up and go knit the mess now.

* Jennifer has two angora bunnies. The male is sweet, friendly, calm, and good with the kids. The female nips, and runs, and is much more hyper - as Jennifer says "she's a bad bunny." All weekend long when one of us would make a mistake we would say "ooohhhh... you're a baaad bunny..."


Anonymous Shea said...

One of my angoras is like that. Her name is Ginny and she growls....GROWLS! everytime I fill her food and water... it's unnerving!

8:38 PM  
Blogger purlewe said...

how about you get those lazy boys in your house t work on those stockings while you are out getting the kitty litter? eh?

there is a sign at a ice cream shop I love. something like "you cannot really expect us to serve you while you talk to others on your cell phone" everytime I see it I smile.

11:17 PM  
Blogger Bess said...

If you're a bad bunny - what is your student? Bad goat? Bad wildebest?

7:15 AM  
Blogger --Deb said...

Gee, that class sounds like it was FUN!!

9:15 AM  
Anonymous twig said...

Grrr, I would have kicked her butt out of the room as soon as she started talking on the phone. We have a cell phone because we don't have a "home" phone, but neither of us carries it anywhere.

12:38 PM  
Blogger Amie said...

If he hadn't been overseas I would have kicked her out. Fortunately when she did leave my other students said they agreed with me not to, even if she was irritating... I just kept thinking "I'm gonna make her hang up and it's gonna be her last conversation with him"... because I've just had one of those morbid kinda years...

12:51 PM  
Blogger Kimberly said...

I wouldn't have wanted to ask her to end her call either. With her husband deployed, it just seems cruel.

Glad she left on her own accord.

The stocking looks good.

7:14 PM  

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