Katie has met a boy who cooks. Twenty-plus years ago, I met a boy who cooked. He still cooks; currently, he's head chef at our house. My advice to Kate? Check the boy's repertoire. We sometimes find ourselves in a rut 'round here. I should have known early on... When we were dating and the future DH had me over for dinner, the menu du jour (every du jour) was Ling Cod, broccoli, and brown rice. He lived a few doors from a fish market and one wonders if that was the only type of fish they sold. ; )
I finished the first Natalya gauntlet, and I didn't have to stay up past bed time to do it! Oooh, very nice. Jodi's pattern is wonderful! I hope to cast on the second today at lunch time.
Katie's coming home already this weekend for some art supplies that she needs. My plan is to finish the second gauntlet, then wash and block them at the same time as the second mitten. She can take the mitts back with her (only a week later than hoped) and I'll have to come up with something else to put in the mail for her.
Ali got her first perm on Saturday. She didn't want curly, and she didn't get curly, but I think she's a little disappointed that it's not a little curlier. Have I ever had a perm that I loved? No. Mistakenly going for some kind of '80s Barbra Streisand look, I actually had a perm un-done. You know, that's not real good for your hair. Thank goodness it grows fast.
Maddy went to see Phantom of the Opera over the weekend and loved it! She said it was exactly like the stage production ("except it's a movie") that she saw a few months ago with my mom, and she wanted to see it again the very next day.
DH was freaking out over warping plywood last night. He was ready to return it and buy different stuff at another place. "Hello?" I'm no expert, but I didn't see a great probability of the new/different stuff behaving any better. I didn't really see any benefit to loading and unloading more of the same. "How 'bout laying it flat?" He agreed to that and then muttered something about "committing it to the wall" before it got all bent out of shape, so that's what he did. I knit and conducted an occasional inspection of his work. Approved!
Blahblahblah. I'm done now.