T is for...
...random Tuesday mutterings. Going with the flow. There's a bunch of stuff rolling around in my head today, none of it coming together with any clarity, so random it is!
My sister is undergoing outpatient surgery as we speak (perhaps it's even over already) to remove a lymph node for further diagnostics. I hope that some sort of diagnosis can be reached; it will take a week, I guess. So far, she's been a bit of a medical mystery. Cancer, yes. All the other associated questions, unanswered. One must know what one is treating in order to treat effectively, no? So, yeah, on my mind... and no wonder my thoughts are scattered.
Barista down! Katie is no longer slinging the java; alas, there are only two in the family now.
Unrelated, I've begun to drink ever so slightly more tea.
Thanks to the 365 self-portrait project on Flickr, I should always have at least a photo of myself to post on the blog this year.
The knitting (FO-wise, particularly) really suffered in 2008 and, so far, 2009 is worse. Knit night is tonight and I didn't bring anything with me this morning -- because there's NOTHING on the needles. Well, if you don't count Cromarty. Or Bayerische. Heh. Or, not letting technicalities get in the way, the three (at least) sweaters that are off the needles but awaiting seaming.
I think I want to get something stealthy and new started, though. ; )
I was supposed to have a hair appointment on Saturday. The stylist needed to reschedule and I opted for two weeks out instead of one. I hate my hair so much more than I love it lately (might have something to do with the above-mentioned self portraits and how often I've actually had to look at it from various angles). I think most of it has to do with length. I want it long... longer, at least... again.
I did my morning five, with one burst and one break, but I forgot to floss.