So Soft Sundara

With only a mere 52 rows left to go on Broadripple #2 I figured it was safe to start on the next sock. And it's not in Koigu! No, this sock will be in the absolutely beautiful Sundara Handpainted yarn that my Other Secret Pal sent me. Am I the only one that absolutely HATES doing ribbing? I think I must measure every two rounds to see if I'm done yet. So as we can see here, the ribbing is done and what we can't see here is the first six rounds of the pattern.

But that's not really important because I'll probably change my mind about the pattern again tomorrow. Not only do I hate ribbing, I hate purling. I don't know why, I just do. A couple purls per round is OK. More than that, not so OK. And this particular pattern I've chosen has a lot of purls. Which might make me cranky over the long run.

On a completely non-knitting subject, am I the only one who regularly loses their car in parking lots? I was convinced CONVINCED someone had stolen my car tonight from the Cosentino's parking lot. But I couldn't figure out why someone would want a beat up old '99 Nissan Altima with a bumper sticker that reads, "Real Horses Weigh A Ton." Turns out I was looking for my car in the area where I parked YESTERDAY. Maybe I should start going to the grocery store once a week like most normal people instead of every day. Or an even better idea would be to walk to Cosentino's. Since I only live ACROSS THE STREET.

Mr. Stud

It's still hot as all heck here at Chez Insanity. Which means Ralphie is on the prowl. Or on the swim. Whatever it is that male fish do. For a good time, just dial 1-800-HOT-FISH and Ralphie will take you back to his tank to show you his bubble nest. I'll even change the water in his tank beforehand.