Every Picture Tells a Story

Last month, we liberated Leo from his crate and allowed him to have the run of the house while we were out. What I didn't know, and what was kept from me by the men folk, is sometimes Leo wasn't being as good as I was being led to believe. He became adept at getting into the trash, helping himself to whatever was around and generally, making a mess that my son and husband cleaned before I made it home. One night, I busted the dog myself, and it came out that he'd been doing this naughty stuff every single night.

Too lazy to fetch the crate, I began to keep everything I thought he might destroy out of his way.

Some things escaped my eye before I left.

Another tape measure (Leo's second sheep measure murder) bites the dust. Sadly, it was my favorite.

A day or so later, it seemed a bull in a china shop was let loose and an unfortunate death was the result. We can't pin this crime on Leo. This decapitation was perpetrated upon the victim by the man of the house who promptly blamed the size of the house for the "accident." Yes...that was a Lladro figurine. Now she's just broken porcelain.

Though the shining sun casts pretty shadows, don't be fooled as the storm left bitter cold in its wake. It's freaking freezing cold. As I write this at noon, it's only 18 degrees (F) out there.

As my mother used to say when I left the house for school, "don't eat the yellow snow."
She was wise. Who knows what I would have done if not for her words of warning?

It took all week, but I've finally made some progress on Cloud Chaser. The back is done and I'm knitting the right side. Love, love, love this pattern (and the yarn).

I'm knitting the vest with these tools.

I was minding my own beeswax at the yarn store--really just there to purchase yarn for a baby blankie--when the clerk happened to mention I'd earned a coupon worth 20% off any purchase. Really? Anything? Next thing I knew, the Addi Lace Clicks jumped into my bag.

What's not to love about brand new pointy sticks?

And this is for you. It's the least I could do for putting the song in your heads:

Have a great weekend!