Ibuprofin to the rescue...

...I had some kind of weird stomachy thing after dinner yesterday. (But it was salad! How can salad be bad?) Maybe it was just roughage on top of hormonal stuff, I don't know. I crashed early, I just had no energy. This morning I had the sort of hangovery-feeling I get when I'm fighting a migraine. Ahhh, hell... So it's Ibuprofin to the rescue. Drugs drugs drugs, save me save me save me...


At least knitting a little bit this morning made me feel a little better. It's nice to have something soothing and rhythmic to do. When I watch Wallace and Gromit and see Gromit knitting, especially when he's nervous or working out some emotion I can relate so well:)

Meh...another day with Nothing Spectacular to Say. Maybe later on when things are actually happening I'll have better, more entertaining thoughts. Right now it's mostly, "Stand by for input....stand by for input..."

Obsessive yarn-gawking...

...I was just goofing around online and ogling various handspun yarns out there. Oooh, the prettiness makes me crazy. I want to spin like that, too! (Never mind I have a book coming to teach me how to do the more complex spinning now I've got the hang of the simple stuff.)

I also stumbled onto the Yarn Harlot who apparently understands, oh so well, the cravings I get for wool. I like her:)

I do have this thought of mixing some really lovely black merino I have with this orange wool thread someone gave me. It could be very cool and Halloweeny if I do it right. Maybe that'll be my next spinning project, just for the joy of experimentation...

(And yeah, I'm gonna put sparkles in it. So. There.)