Don't belittle me, Margot.

It's my budgie! Came in my box of Red Rose tea! Awesome! my new pal.....




Hey Hubbie, stop playing worms and help me take this picture!!

We won't speak of the absence. Of course I have gotten things done. Of course. Like starting some Christmas knitting. Print o' the wave wrap for zee mommie. This is my, ahem, hand dyed knitpicks. I was so f'n concerned that it just looked like some crayola markers bled on the yarn, but I guess I am happy with it. She'll love it I'm sure.

I don't know how many other knitters out there get "the guilt". Since I'm a senior in art school, my knitting makes me feel guilty because if I have time, it should be spent on school, on art.Yaknaa meea? But dammit if it doesn't feel so lovely to be rebellious.

Sooo, gangstas, my caffeine addicts swap pal from ravelry was an angel. An ANGEL! Of course, the coffee and biscotti are long gone, but I managed to snap a shot of the yarn and one of the little gifts. There's more, somewhere....
I LOVE all of it. The cup expecially. It is all I have used. See the little coffee spots?