Apparently, our turns on the blog come and go in spurts. Lola was sick . . . I did a fair amount of writing. I am in full quiz-a-polooza season . . . she does the writing. Actually, I've been quite run down and falling asleep on the couch at seven in the evening and not even knitting and that doesn't lead to a lot of fun as far as blogging is concerned. In addition, the girls have been weighing their college choices over the past few weeks, so that has been adding a bit to the restless nights. Happily, that decision has been made.
Betty and Veronica will be headed to Temple University next fall (and by fall, I mean six months from now). Temple was the last school we looked at - without the Flyer, no less - and the first school that accepted them. In the end, it came down to Temple and PSU, but neither girl really wanted to be in State College. Betty has always wanted to live in a big city, and she figures that she may as well see if it is for her when her housing and food are taken care of. So, Thursday night, they decided that they may as well send in the deposit and declare a school. Philly has never been my one of my favorite cities since I find I-76 maddening, but I don't mind taking the train from Lansdale. Any good tips about Philly - eats, treats, yarn - would be greatly appreciated . . . pass them on.
I have one sleeve and the ribbing to go on Betty's sweater. The yarn - a gorgeous shade of teal in Debbie Bliss's Cashmerino Aran - is as soft as ever, but something is off with this run's ply. There have been random slubs of the microfiber (which hasn't really been so micro). The size is a slight concern since Betty's on the skinny side, but I'm hoping that I will be okay with it when the ribbing is added. After this one, I really need to crank out a sweater that I am making for Veronica but also teaching as a class. For this one, I'm using Mission Falls 1824 Cotton (which matches the purple from my Koolhaas that Vernica "liberated"), and I'm hopeful . . . which is saying something since I am not a fan of cotton yarn. Does that make me a bad knitter? I think not.
Our house is in countdown mode for Watchmen. The Flyer is leaving work early that day, and something tells me that I won't be working late that Friday. I'm about 20 pages into the graphic novel, but I doubt that I'll finish it in time. Something tells me that I'll be cranking out a sweater or two and trying to find the quickest way to the City of Brotherly Love.
Enjoy the weekend! The weather here was beautiful today, which means it won't last. I'm sure it really means, "Time to dust off the shovel for one last time!"
PS - The song title for this one is from the trailer for (500) Days of Summer, which looks quite promising. Take a look.