While I've had a few little problems with Typepad, for the most part I love it. One of my favorite things is the list of recently updated weblogs and photo albums on their home page. I don't think you even need an account or have to log in to see them. I have come across many a new blog that way and some (okay, probably most -- I'm a Bloglines subscription junkie, a blog collector) get added to my reading list. I tweak that list frequently and am nearing 400 subscriptions, mostly knitting. I think there are some folks -- I don't know how many -- who use my list as home base for their daily reading, so I hesitate to do anything too radical. Anyway, this morning I stumbled across a photo album on a blog that left my jaw resting on my desk, eyes big as saucers. Starmore after Starmore after Starmore. It's in French, but I don't need no stinkin' language with pictures like that! There are albums for Fair Isle and Norwegian and more -- I'll definitely be exploring in the future (with translation) and encourage you to have a little look-see, too.
I can't hope to compare today, but I am making progress -- about half-way through the foot of my Socktoberfest socks. I am so excited to wear these!
I had about three hours of on-and-off knitting time in the out-patient surgery waiting room yesterday, waiting for DH's colonoscopy to be finished. Poor guy was a little wild-eyed and jittery from lack of food and drink and as the clock approached 10:00, his scheduled time, and he was still fully clothed in the waiting room, he had to go inquire. That set off a little nurse tizzy and they finally decided, I guess, that the patients should all be informed that the doc was running late -- by about an hour. They took DH back, anyway, and got him started on the IV, even gave him a little glass of water. In the end, he got a "clean" bill of health and took such a long nap yesterday afternoon that I really didn't have to do much nursing.
So, anyway, I was waiting with DH, sitting and knitting, and a nurse passed by and asked if I knit my shawl -- I was wearing Caryl's Kershawl. So we talked about the pattern, the yarn, my other shawl, the sock I was knitting, the sock she was knitting (but recently frogged altogether when it came out of her bag sans needles, but don't tell her sock-knitting co-worker), and mentioned at least three LYSs by name -- all in the span of about three minutes -- and then, darn it all, she had to get back to work! There was a fun fur scarf being knit in the waiting room, also, and I do believe I spotted a sweater in project bag, but didn't see it being worked. What really surprised me was how many people knew other people in the waiting room -- I swear, I witnessed no fewer than a half-dozen how've-you-been quickie greets. I didn't know a soul.
I know this person, but keep having to do double-takes. While this probably isn't a huge departure from her natural color (see those eyebrows? untouched), it is quite a change from the near-platinum blonde who's been living in my house the last few months. The grrs keep talking about doing my hair -- we've had the box for months! I'm kind of a scaredy-cat when it comes to coloring my hair.
What am I looking forward to this weekend? A M*c attack -- with teeth! At 4-1/2 months, he's cut his first tooth! He's been eating a little pureed squash recently, too, which he likes much more than rice cereal. I can't wait to see him!