I'm sitting next to Himself who is using his computer when he suddenly places his mouse on my left boob
Me: What are you doing?
Himself: What does it look like I'm doing?
Me: It looks like you're using my boob as a mouse mat
Himself: Yep
I wonder what he'll use the right one for?
This is amazing
What a stunning sweater. I'm not sure I'd have the nerve to wear it even though there are some who have imagined I dress like that :)
I don't crochet. I have a book of How To but I can't get the hang of it. Looking at diagrams is just not the same as having someone to show you how.
Does anyone know if there's a crochet version of the Knittinghelp.com site?
Even though it's been quiet here that doesn't mean I've done nothing over the past weeks. When I've been able to stay awake for long enough there's been the knitting - updates and photos about that soon - and of course there's been visits with and from the family. I even got to babysit grand-daughter3 although she didn't make it easy for me.
Daughter1 and Son-in-Law1 took Grand-daughter1 out for a treat as she'd had such a good school report. I said I'd be happy to baby-sit so that Grand-daughter1 could have some special time with her parents. However, it proved to be a tough one as Grand-daughter3 cried for two solid hours! I did everything to make her feel comfortable - changed her nappy, gave her a drink, sang to her (I'm a bit off-key so that probably didn't help), hugged her, rocked her, left her alone for a few minutes. Nothing seemed to work.
I've obviously lost my touch :/
She finally calmed down after I gave her some infant paracetamol. I don't know if she was in pain before she started crying but I figured after 2 hours of yelling she'd probably got a head-ache! I had about 30 minutes of a happy baby by the time her mum got home. Then she was all smiles! She's obviously a mummy's girl not a nana's girl.
Daughter1 says she often does this and it wasn't me. She's got quite a fiery temper on and once she starts everyone just has to be patient and wait until she's finished. I think she should have been born a red head not a blond!
Daughter1 has promised me a break before she asks me again. Of about 3 months.
I'll need that long to recuperate, I think :)
...a wasp lives in a vespiary?
No? Me either. I thought that was some place priests went to change into their priestly clothes. Or maybe not. I am a woman of very little brain at the moment so don't quote me on anything!
*I know it's been a long time. But I've been very poorly, sleeping ridiculously long hours - is 18 hours a day too long do you think? - and been about as much use as a wet weekend. Which we've been getting a lot. So I'm coming back very, very slowly. Not that I think for one minute anyone will notice. It's a cut throat world this blogging and I bet everybody's stopped coming round...*