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Monday, March 05, 2007

Zones, Bones and Kitty Toes

The sweater that I started last Tuesday night is now up to the sleeve joins.

I really did work on the other things I needed to work on, and only knit on this Wednesday (as I already told you), in the car Friday night, when we drove up to see my brother musically-direct a local-to-him high school production of Les Miz (which still seems a bit oxy-moronic to me, but the production was very good musically, if lacking in acting technique), a little bit there in the theatre (oh! and look what was on the foot of the person sitting next to me!

No, I didn't get her name, but she was wearing Counting Sheep socks! Kismet!)
and then a little more knitting on the sweater today. Today was only because I realized I was so close to the armholes that when I went to knitting tonight I was going to get stuck if I didn't have something else to do, so I had to cast on for a sleeve (which is what you see in the little blob to the upper left there, the two inches or so I did at knitting group tonight).

So you could say I'm in a bit of a zone when working on that sweater. I'm pleased so far with how it's going, but I have a very distinct neckline in mind, and I have no actual idea how I'm going to accomplish it, so there's still plenty of time to stall out on that.

Otherwise, a neighbor brought over a wee bone for Oscar the other day - he came to the door because he was afraid I'd be nervous if someone just left a bone in the yard, for which I thanked him. He mumbled something about his dog being sick or hurting his leg or having a sore throat (I'm not really sure where he was going with that) and wanted to know if Oscar wanted the bone, which in fact he did, very much, thank you. Oscar tried to carry it, failed, so he tried dragging it, but couldn't get it far enough, so he tried doing the Lassie routine of running a few steps forward with enthusiasm then looking back to try to encourage it to follow him, but all that failed him, so I carried it to his room for him.


Keep in mind that Oscar is fifty pounds of solid muscle. This is a large bone.

And in honor of Jane and Annabelle, I give you kitty toes. Only these are the kitty toes of someone who's been a bad boy and is not giving any details.

I think I blame Patricia for this, since I was just today on the phone telling her that Aslan is back to his normal well-behaved self after his adventure last week. Aslan must have heard this, immediately decided that well-behaved = nerdy, and this he could not have. So when I got home from knitting tonight, he hopped up on the bathroom counter with me (since, as was discussed at knit night, I am not thought responsible enough to go to the bathroom without all three boys supervising me closely) and showed off his battle paint, which includes smears of something, and twigs of other things. He won't provide details as to how this happened to him, but he's been very chatty, so he obviously does want to brag, and is very frustrated that I don't understand the nuances of his dialect.

Me, I'm just going back to the sweater... oh, and the work I have to do...

11 Comments:

Blogger Jane said...

The local meeting of the Cat Club must have taken place in a new location, such as in the bushes behind a mascara factory. Either that, or he's been knitting with Noro again, and he was trying to master the use of a Sharpie in order to leave you a note that he needed another ball of color 123.

8:46 AM  
Blogger Diane D. said...

Amie, here's my test post. I'm crossing my fingers. Wish I could have been there last night to see your sweater in person!

9:43 AM  
Anonymous Shawn said...

I bet Oscar had a wonderful time with his bone. Whats that gray cat up to?

Shawn

9:52 AM  
Blogger Jen said...

Looks like things are working with the blog again, yay!

That sweater is going to be gorgeous... :)

10:21 AM  
Blogger Bess said...

I love kitty toes.

hugs
bess from wacko land

10:32 AM  
Blogger The Queen said...

Aslan, I'm sorry if I encouraged you to find mischief, tell us that at least it was fun, right?

And Amie -- it is the same with ALL my kids (three cats, a dog, a boy, and a husband) the SECOND I say something like, "oh, he's being good/holding down food/staying out of trouble lately." is the same time they will do all of the above AT ONCE.

10:36 AM  
Blogger Javajem said...

Yeah! I can comments! That sweater is going to be awesome!

12:53 PM  
Anonymous Sarah said...

That is the bone of a WHAT?
Seriously, an ELEPHANT bone?
It is huge.

Love the sweater so far.

1:23 PM  
Blogger Kadiddly said...

Hey! Posting works again! Nice!

9:09 PM  
Blogger Kimberly said...

The sweater yarns is really pretty. You're off to a nice start.

I can see why Oscar was having trouble with the bone. It's a wonder he didn't just give up!

Thanks for your comment on my friend Brian. I really miss him.

7:37 PM  
Blogger eyeleen said...

your dog is so cute with his very large bone

10:00 PM  

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