Baby Knits!

With a new baby cousin, I was really excited to finally get to knit small things for tiny people. Thus I found a cute little pattern called Baby Yoda Sweater at some database of baby knits online. I plan on making it on the drive back home in the next few days, so hopefully it can be presented to little Ernest when I am there in person. So far it looks pretty straightforward and I am definitely relishing in the opportunity to do something simpler than the lace wrap I have been toiling over for my friend, though of course I love her and think about that every time I work on it (just covering my bases because I know Courtney reads this.) Break is wonderful!

End of School

I only have a few things left to do. I just need to do them. I did buy some more fabric, however, but that was just because I thought it was really awesome and it was out of stock all over the place, so I got the last two yards at the last place I looked. I'm thinking of making a summery top out of it. Brunch with Ruth today, then I'm really going to work.

A Letter:

Dear Me,
I know that the to-do list you wrote out yesterday seems daunting, and that you are coming off a really good week, which you do not want to ruin by working all weekend, but please write your gigantic paper today so that I don't have to be stressed by more than registration for the next few days. And I know that you want to pay attention to the cat because you took her in for a shot today and don't want her to be mad at you, but she's not, so ignore her cute, innocent requests for attention so you can relax tonight and tomorrow night. Oh, and congratulations on getting the children's center job, but you're not starting it anytime soon, so forget about it. Just think, if you get all this stuff done now, everything will be better later, instead of vice versa. It was very nice of you to check in with me yesterday, you should do it more often...especially because I'm thirsty. Go get me some water. I'll talk to you later!
Love,
You

P.S. Thank you for not eating the whole box of cookies yesterday, it was nice to be able to go to bed without feeling like crap. Keep up the good work!

Exciting!

So, I totally got a solo in Dixit Dominus! Man, I don't know how though. My audition was like the worst thing I have ever heard because I was starting to get sick, which I am only getting over now. I basically squawked and screeched my way through it, like a bad one-person rendition of the old Dr. Doolittle movie. AND I somehow managed to forget how to count through music the day before during my voice lesson (which the girl who has a lesson right before me and is in choir with me too did as well...something strange is going on here.) and of course this lovely brain fart of stupidity made a reappearence in the audition, but not in choir that day, of course. So that made me happy.
Other than that, I am finding it incredibly impossible to do any of the things that I need to do for the end of the semester, like my brain just decided that I'm done with the semester and is ignoring it any proof to the contrary that I feed it. I even procrastinated on picking classes until like two days ago and registration starts tomorrow. That's normally fun, what is wrong with me? It's like I'm crashing and burning toward the end of the semester, like a dying phoenix, but without all the glamour and rebirth, so basically like a buzzard that's on fire and just fell out of a tree. Lovely, I know. I guess I am just in great need of a break in which I can help my mom organize photos from when I was eight (we really are doing it, Mom) and write snarky comments on things I think are funny and play with little children, which I will if I get the job at the childrens center. I hope I do!!! My week's starting looking up so maybe that luck will carry over. So yeah, long story short I was a pitiful wreck at the beginning of the week, but now I am a lot happier! For those who don't know, I saw a big black thing in the road and didn't realize it was a gigantic snapping turtle until I couldn't really slow down and was forced to stay in my lane by a stray car in the other lane who had unfortunate timing. Needless to say, my bumper hit his shell even though I missed him with my tires. So I got home and sobbed for twenty minutes because I saw that I hadn't killed him and I hate the idea that I made him suffer. And it seems that that messed up my exhaust system somehow so I have to take my car in tomorrow. But then we're having a birthday party for Kat, so say happy birthday to him if you haven't already!