Woke up waaay too early this morning, have already finished dinner and will be in bed waaay too early tonight. God help me, at this rate I'll be doing Early Bird Dinners at Golden Corral next.


Speaking of old people, the funny thing about visiting the nursing home is that there is this delightful little lady who is usually wheeling her way 'round the halls - she's a trifle confused, but in a lovely, friendly way, she's always cheery and upbeat. She always gives me a big happy greeting which almost makes sense, and yesterday remarked to no one in particular that I was "Such a pretty little girl!" Nothing like a compliment from an 80 year old woman with poor eyesight and muddled thought processes to brighten your day...I took it as a sign that maybe I should cut my hair, if I look like a blurry schoolgirl to her I'm thinking that there is something fundamentally wrong with my current Look. But it reminded me of business trips to Naples (that's FLORIDA, not Italy, y'all) - they don't call that part of the state God's Waiting Room for nothing. It's the only place I've been where a woman in her 40s gets called "young lady" all day long, and they absolutely do mean it.



I finished the Xanax Sweater this morning, except for weaving in ends, a chore I despise - but it fits and looks just fine, so I'm happy with it. I feel so guilty for not posting more pictures, but frankly, I just don't have the energy right now, so you'll have to take my word for it that it came out okay. Soon there will be a flurry of photos of finished projects, because I'll do them all at once when I get the urge. Now that Xanax is put to bed, I cast on and did about 4 inches of Sitcom Chic, and tonight Animal Planet has the latest installment in the Eukanuba Tournament of Champions dog show - it's like a dog geek's dream come true, a dog show, easy knitting, and a pitcher of decaf iced tea. I'm so there.