Short post
Because it's late, and I'm tired, and overwhelmed from work and life and the sheer amount of STUFF that needs to get done. Most of it is not knitting stuff, although I am daunted by the amount of money I'm looking to spend to make Christmas presents for people that I don't actually care for...I keep trying to remind myself that it's still cheaper (even if I figure in the time, don't give me that) then getting them the kind of presents that I would otherwise need to do...but I'm overtired, and I'm barely seeing the Robb-guy around here, and I'm just...well, lonely. Blah.
Trying to be positive.
I am almost all the way through Chart D on the Shetland shawl; this is good. I was fussing this evening about the thus far appearance of said shawl (lace looks like Yarn Vomit until blocked), and Robb looked over and said, very calmly, "Lace always looks like that until it's blocked." I trained him to say this when I was working on his mother's shawl over the summer. I was astonished that he remembered, and I said so. And the look of relief on his face -- "So that was the right word? I wasn't sure..."
This was almost as good as the other week when we were being cuddly and I was starting the Flow Motion sock, and he stared at what I was doing for awhile, and then said "Is that the toe? Are you starting at the toe? Are you ALLOWED to start at the toe?" He was hysterical. I adore this man.
And, for one final my-boyfriend-is-fantastic story before I go to bed -- tonight, he called me his wife. Ahem. :) Now, he and I are definitely living in sin, have been for about a year and a half now, I'm not worked up over it. I'm 26, I have a little time left before I'm an old maid, haha. But there was something about the way he said it -- I don't know if it was meant to be him trying it on, or making a joke, or just giving me the little mental hug he knows it gives me when he acknowledges the depth and seriousness of this relationship of ours. But it was really nice.
Tomorrow, knitting. Promise!
1 comment:
Go Robb. I love him, too, the way he loves my Kristine like that. Hey, Robb, thank you for the warmth and the laughter big enough to reach coast to coast.
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