UGGGhhhhhh

This Blog should be a lot longer, and about a lot of different things, but my fingers and wrists ache (OY VEY!) and I am starting to feel Yucky. I have lots to say, starting with

My Spoilee..... who bounced a question back to me, now "I" have to make a decision, and I HATE making decisions, so I have decided to go both freakin' ways. Oy! I can't say more because I don't want her figuring me out. All I can say is that I just got her some realllllllly nice freakin' yarn, and I'm thinking about keeping it ALL TO MYSELF! Oh it's just yummy, soft, and gorgeous. I'm jealous over a gift that I haven't even given, so I don't have to, do I?

My horrible experience.... which was now last week, but I still have yet to fully put in writing my VENT about that horrible LYS in Greenwhich, CT Knitting Niche (THEY ARE MEAN, NASTY, and ACTED ATROCIOUS TOWARDS ME) will go more in depth in next blog.

My stupidity... I knowingly (and admittedly) added more stress and more knitting to my already filled, if not over filled knitting calendar. I have 2 baby blankets waiting to be knit 1 baby due in Feb., the other in April, and I found out another one is on the way, so I am already putting together a knitting group to knit one so it is more familial. I was also FINISHED with making ANY CHRISTMAS gifts, but unwittingly agreed with myself that the Malagaiter (I was using rose colored Malabrigo) making for myself in the Brioche pattern was coming out so nicely that I could whip (don't forget I'm a slow knitter) one up for my aunt (using the pennant pleating version - using emerald green), and while I was at it, why not add another one into the mix for her sister. Oh wait don't forget the hat I'm making for a complete stranger that I started yesterday, which is really what got me into this predicament in the first place because it WAS going so quickly that I figured "WHY NOT????)

So, what do I do? I ache, have to go to work tomorrow, must get some sleep, and must rest my appendages. At what point can/does a knitter have too much yarn? Should I put it all together and scare the hell out of my entire family, let alone my DH whom I hope doesn't read this let alone find ALL my stash. I'm such a "dead man walking". I blame Christina for selling me more yarn, my SP for making me decide, and my family for being so needy. Am I leaving anyone out????

Pictures to come......

HOW COULD I FORGET

I am sitting here on my bed in my newly aquired Betsey Johnson Dress from the SAMPLE SALE that is going on today (which is over) through Friday. What fabulous things they had had wonderful prices. I didn't mean, nor want to go since I've heard too many stories about sample sales, and the horros that take place there, but being as my DH is their IT Geek (I mean Director) and he had my set of keys to the car (my only way home) I had to go there and meet him. So I go into the warehouse (where the sale is being held) and saw my DH, who was on the phone handling some IT issue. Well, I was just standing/lurking in the doorway (with ALL my bags I must add), and saw all the dresses and more dresses, and skirts and more dresses that were hanging up all over, and the very handy dandy coat check room to my left. So I figured "HEY! What the hell, why not have a quick look around". A bit of a bummer for me, especially since I Offically or technically don't fit into their clothes anymore. Well, I figured Flannery (my sister - who's a disgusting size 4 at best) would love some of this stuff, since a lot of it was very vintage-y. I was also getting very overwhlemed with the whole scene, my senses were going crazy. I took a quick parusial (even at the sipke heeled shoes) in the back, and eventually (veryr quickly I might add) came up with 3 things for her, I had to really hold back. So I went to the register and had my DH decide on 1 of the 2 dresses I had choosen, and he picked the one I really liked too, and I got her this really cute pair of pleated shorts, daisy dukes, pleated all the way around. She will look FAB!!!!! I would post pics, but just in case she checks this blog out (which I highly doubt she or for that matter anyone else in my family) I don't want to ruin her Christmas present.

Well, after paying he introduced me to someone who yelled at him for charging me, and insisted I go back and get something else for FREE (I tried to say NO, really I did) but I obligingly returned to the floor in hunt for something that MIGHT possibly fit my fat ass. I saw soooo many thing I liked, but of course sizes 2, 4, or 6 at best, so no go. I did find a knit skirt with a flower border on it I thought I might like, it was a toss up between that and another dress (I didn't want to seem greedy so I didn't want to go up and ask for my husbands opinion, because the guy would probably tell me to take both.

So, after finding this skirt, I ran into 2 women who work with my husband directly (I recognized them from his Haloween party pictures) and introduced myself, well, between the two of them they kept trying to push more clothes off on me, and I honestly felt bad because I don't ever want people thinking that I am trying to take advantage of something or someone, especially in a case like this. My parents raised me right, and me thankful and respectful, but don't be greedy (even though deep inside I was feeling a little oooh and ahhhing). Well, Donna had a couple of things to show me, and then Daisy pulled out this gorgeous maroon colored dress that has green butterflies on it. She said "this will fit you" I'm like no way, what size is it? She says size , but it's cut wide. I know BJ dresses, and they are not usually cut wide, but she did have point, it did seem wide. Well, she told me it WOULD fit, and to take it home and try it on......

What do you think? It's a little hard to tellas I had to take the picture myself, which meant no flash, and the obvious distance thing, but if you click the picture it will enlarge so you can see all my fatty detail (oh yes and definite bustiness)... Oh what a day, now I'm off to slumberland, a little knit first, but then slumberland, perchance to dream....