Guilty

Maybe it's the winter doldrums, but I've been letting things slide lately. Like the housework (last week's laundry is still waiting to be put away, and the plants are getting awfully thirsty), like the choir (the deadline for our annual grant proposal to the city looms ever nearer, and I'm surprisingly un-impressed), like the blog... Sorry about that, you know I love you all and I really and truly feel it when I don't hear from you.

For instance, this morning I was quite perplexed that I didn't have any comments in my inbox. Where WAS everyone? Then I remembered that I haven't posted in 3 days. So that explains that...

The reason I haven't posted is that my wonderful father has embarked on an odyssey of sorts, and is pursuing new professional opportunities in, of all things, voice acting. He's got a great, booming voice, an ear for accents, and is very dramatic, so "doing voices" comes like second-nature to him. He had an appointment in Ottawa on Wednesday to do an audition for voice-work on a video game, then another appointment to record a demo in Montreal on Thursday, so we've had the pleasure of his company over the past few days. It's always nice to see him (of course), the kids were thrilled (though, sadly, not well-behaved) and rather than ignore him in favour of the blog, I chose to spend my evenings bonding with he and Phil watching movies and knitting. I'm sure you understand.

Speaking of movies, if anyone here is a fan of Diana Gabaldon's series of books, do NOT be fooled by the movie Outlander. Their only similarity lies in the title, and the film is in fact, despite a potentially interesting cast (James Caviezel, John Hurt, Ron Perlman), one of the worst movies I've seen in a good long while. So bad, it almost became a comedy, because we were laughing so hard at the sheer absurdity of the plot, the dialogue, the acting... Dudes...

The Miscellaneous-Man socks, take 2, are on their way to their new home as we speak. I gave them to my Dad, as a thank you for taking care of the cherubs while Phil and I were in Paris. Hoping to take advantage of what I like to call the "sock-seduction factor" (you know, when the recipient is so smitten, they'll agree to anything?), I also sprang (springed? sprung?) a potential trip to Florida that Phil and I will likely be taking in April (more on that later) on him as well, and would they mind babysitting for that? Hehehe...

Knitting has been slow and steady. I've reached the crown decreases on my Starcap, and will likely move this project to Home Knitting when I cast on for the cap and the button band (hopefully this weekend?), which will enable me to cast on for another pair of socks for my commute-knitting.

Progress continues on my Noro Striped Scarf. Still loving it, still pausing occasionally to gaze adoringly at it and wonder at the beauty of the shifts in colour.

(By now I'm sure you're wondering why there are no pictures! Well, I'm writing this post on my lunch break at work, because Phil and I have a social engagement tonight, and I didn't want to neglect you any more than I already have.)

I have thus far successfully resisted the urge to buy the lovely and talented Biscotte's Lupin sock yarn, a beautiful self-striping yarn inspired by the Twilight book series, and I'm very proud of myself. I'm really trying to cut down on my spending (I've even put up a few skeins of "Why-did-I-buy-this?" yarn for sale on Ravelry), and I think my self-control ought to be commended, don't you? Come on! It's TWILIGHT yarn.... *Sigh*

Happy Knitting Everyone! I'm hoping to have my Ode to the Multidirectional Diagonal Scarf post up this weekend (I need good lighting for the pictures).