Officially Coming Out

It's been another full week and I don't have a single photo of my kids to post. I added two rows of entrelac to my current Quant (it's a whopping 3" across, yo) but I haven't taken a picture of that either.

So, it's time to admit it.

When I'm not changing diapers, doing the hide n seek thing with Brent, or playing doorman to the dog parade, I'm happily buried in the Twilight forums on Ravelry, doing searches on YouTube for cheesy old 80s videos, and cracking dirty jokes with internet buddies via instant messages. In short, I'm having a second teenagerhood. And yeah, I occasionally do the dishes and even a little laundry. But only when I really have to.

So now you know my secret. Do you still love me? (My husband does, seeing as the surge of immaturity has been accompanied by a renewed surge of teenager-ish hormones.) (Rampant overshare is another symptom of my malady, apparently.) (As is babbling and an inability to stay on topic.)

In other news, a new source of income has (hopefully temporarily) overcome my months-long need to be as frugal as possible and I got the okay from the man and our bank account to take $100 and spend away. A list of the things that made me happy:

1) A handmade little red/pink felt sewing kit from Gauge which has been longing to be mine since early Fall. That it is so lovely and yet waited for me is a sign that it was meant to be.

2) A locally sewn green/yellow/cream fabic crochet hook case, also from Gauge. I will get photos of both soon. Maybe.

3) 5 new paperback books: Love in the Time of Cholera, by Gabriel Garcia Márquez; The Dust of 100 Dogs, by A.S. King, for which incidentally I love the cover art; and the first 3 books in Charlaine Harris' Sookie Stackhouse series. In an attempt to salvage my IQ a bit, I've started with the Márquez. He's a Nobel laureate, ya know. And a Colombiano, like my mom.

and 4) 2 skeins of drop dead gorgeous hand dyed merino/tencel sportweight. I actually have a photo of that, though only because the seller provided it. Isn't it lovely? (And no, I have no immediate plans for it, though I'm thinking it would make a lovely Revontuli-bastardized-to-be-a-capelet.)