Redneck Woman

It's official. I am a white trash mom. After getting back into Logan last night at 1:00 a.m., I woke this morning to discover during the breakfast scramble that there was no milk in the house. So, as my child sat happily eating a peanut butter and jelly sandwich in his diaper, I poured him a sippycup full of Tang. I suppose it is a step up from Kool-Aid (barely). The evidence of my white-trashyness:



However, I will be redeemed as soon as anyone sees me in project #4, this completely lovely "Ribbed-For-Her-Pleasure" Scarf, knit in Brown Sheep Co's Lamb's Pride Bulky 80% wool 20% mohair scarf, which I finished yesterday. On the other hand, it sheds; if I leave the house without it, they'll probably just think I live with a big hairy dog that I don't clean up after. White trashyness everywhere. Oh well. Give me a big "hell, yeah".



The next WIP (I really need to figure out how to do those WIP progress bars I keep seeing everywhere!) is for my sister Shanda, which she will love because she's 13, and 13-year-olds always love weird things. It is called the "Coney Island Fireworks" scarf, but after knitting about a foot in this funny eyelash yarn, all I can think about is muppets.



And after that I'm going to make something for my sad little brother, who just got dumped by a girl who he was considering proposing to. More details on that sordid story later. I am not yet at liberty to divulge, not that anyone probably wants to hear about it anyway. Do you think he'd like an alien scarf? I'm also debating something Harry Potterish, as I just found this great site.

Since I will be all alone today having a big anti-Valentine's party with baby Matthew while Ryan is at school, I figure I will have lots of time to get some things done. Happy Heart Day!