Itâ€™s like calling out into a great echoing madness around here.Â Ryan is way out West enjoying the heck out of himself in this beautiful location you may remember from prior blogs.Â At least I think he is.Â In the 34 second phone call we managed to get in the other day he was laughing his head off so hard Iâ€™m surprised he was able to breath and oxygenate his brain.Â Letâ€™s hope he comes back and doesnâ€™t just tell me to finish up school and move our stuff out there.
In said echoing madness I escaped out to Lexington for the weekend to see the Yarn Harlot speak at Joseph-Beth. (I know, each mention of knitting increases my dork level by at least a nudge.Â Itâ€™s a habit that is here to stay, Iâ€™m afraid.Â Hopefully at least itâ€™ll benefit all of you with warm things to wear on winter days that donâ€™t make people look at you as strangely as they do me in the wee-last-minute-hours-before-Christmas knitting that has become an annual event…at the Pub.)
The Yarn Harlot was fabulous by the way.Â And I learned that if I keep knitting I may in fact increase my brain matter along with monks from the eastern hemisphere.Â Knitters and monks.Â Like peas in a pod.Â She was talking about theta brain waves and other such that if youâ€™d like to hear more about, meet me at the Pub and Iâ€™ll bring my knitting.Â Iâ€™ll even bring a spare if you care to learn after seeing the light.Â I realize this is being to sound a bit like a cult.Â If I start mentioning Kool-Aid someone slap the cup out of my hand.Â In fact, if ever I have consumed Kool-Aid, why didnâ€™t you love me enough to slap that out of my hand and replace it with a beer?Â Where is the love people?!Â (For the moms out there, by beer I meant water, of course.)
The weekend was spent with Jodi and Karen who witnessed my frogging of the edge Iâ€™d added to the Whats-the-Miter-With-You? blanket.Â Note, said baby was born during Spring Break.Â Thatâ€™s rocking on 5 weeks ago.Â It needs a blanket!Â But seriously, itâ€™s a baby boy and who wants a ruffled edge on a baby boy blanket.Â This blanket, already challenging math and traditional color choices needs to shout out, â€œI am baby boy!Â Hear me roar.â€Â The over-picking up of stitches on the edge just ruffled it like a potato-chip scarf.Â UGH! If I had been thinking I would have taken a picture of it to share so it might make sense to the 75% of you who donâ€™t knit and read this insanity I put up here.
So, somehow Iâ€™ve survived without Ryan around to see to it that I feed myself.Â I think Iâ€™ve done pretty well.Â I attempted vegetable sushi the other night.Â It was tasty, although the brown rice didnâ€™t become as sticky as I would have liked.Â Either our rice cooker is that awesome or brown rice, still having its shell on, doesnâ€™t have as much starch exposed.Â And last night, dinner was outsourced to Karen and Matt (different Karen) and Matt grilled up some great pork tenderloin which was a treat anyway since Ryan wonâ€™t eat pig.Â Thanks Karen and Matt the whole dinner was great!
The school count-down continues with exactly 3 weeks 5 hours until Iâ€™m finished with finals.Â WOO-HOO!
Maybe youâ€™ll actually get to hear about climbing again.Â That would be nice.
Hope y’all are doing well.Â I’ll end with a random shot of the yummy fun that is rolling your own sushi.Â Cheers!