Love Isn't Love 'Til You Give It Away

Betcha didn't know the same was true about colds. You will have a cold forever until you give it to someone else. And here I was being all careful not to spread my germs! All I had to do was give it the Hubster and I'd be better in no time.

Here's Mr. Poops on a sick day from work sacked out on the couch with Bobo. To add insult to injury, not only did he get my cold, but he passed a kidney stone this past weekend too. Owee. Still, I'm feeling better, and isn't that what really counts? Yesterday, since I had a car, I picked Bug up from school and we zoomed up to Patternworks to find some yarn for her First Communion capelet. She decided she wanted a cape and not a sweater or anything like that. I still don't have a pattern that I like, but I know what I want it to look like in my head and I might just invent it.

'Cause that's how I roll, my peeps.

It's called "Alpaca Silk" and it's wunnerfully soft, as you can imagine. I have no idea who makes it. It's not stark white like her dress, but I'm not splitting hairs. Do you know how hard it is to find pure white in a natural, luxurious fiber? Hard. Very hard. I did pick up a skein of cashmere about ten times and put it back. It was 30 bucks a skein, and while the yardage was generous, I don't think the 7 year old gets to wear handknit cashmere before me.

This stuff was 10 bucks a skein and I got three of them. It gives me about 450 yards which (in my estimation) should make a capelet to go over her shoulders at least to her elbows. And if I need more, there's a ton of it in that dye lot at the store.

They kind of hid it at the bottom of the Koigu, so perhaps no one else will notice it. Hmmmm.

So now I have 19 days to design and execute a capelet. And make and send the invitations whilst finishing up the thank you notes from Bobo's birthday.

Yeah, after I finish my crossword puzzle...