Friday, April 24, 2009

Another one bites the dust

Good evening, my lovelies! Here we are, another Friday, and thank God and sunny Jesus for that. Can I get an Amen?

Oh right, except that my weekends tend to get a little, you know, insane, and this one promises to be no different. Émilie has her end of the year skating extravaganza tomorrow, and then we're going to a concert with some friends. Sunday we have our Muay Thai class.... Plus the shopping, the laundry, the cooking... *Sigh*

Last night Phil and I saw another concert (I KNOW! - busy week, huh?). We saw Francis Cabrel at the Théâtre Saint-Denis, and it was a wonderful show. Great music, great atmosphere.... It was the third time we've seen him in concert since we've been together, and he never disappoints.

So what of knitting? Well, I'm plugging along on my second Fratello sock, and I even put a few inches on my Vintage Go Habs Go (play golf, you SUCK!) socks. I'm so deeply smitten with Fratello that I'm now convinced that only Edward Cullen, Jesus, or possibly Gandhi would be worthy of them.

Colette is also moving along, though not as quickly. I'm still interested to see how making a sweater from the top down is going to work. Every now and again I look at my knitting and think "Where will the armholes go?", "What about the neck shaping?" and then I realize "Oooh, that's right..."

I'll try to take pictures as soon as it's not quite so blobby and I can maybe try it on, which I'm anxious to do anyway, since knitting the small size, despite my confidence in my measurements, is really making me nervous.

I'm also beginning to give some very serious thought to baby knitting. Naturally, there's Kate-the-Enabler's baby girl to be to consider. But Phil and I also have some friends whose son was born prematurely about a month ago, at 27 and a half weeks gestation. They've started a blog which I've been reading daily, and their struggles are just so unbelievable to me, that I feel like I need to do something you know? I can't believe it's taken me this long to think "Hey, I should knit something!". Sometimes my brain just ain't all there, you know? Speaking of which, I think I'll hit the couch, get some knitting done.

Happy Knitting Everyone!


Anonymous said...

Oh I wish I had known Francis Cabrel was in town! I soooo would have gone with Yannick! I only really know one album (but I think it's a "best of...", and Yannick sings FC to Jakob when he puts him to bed. Was he awesome live? I always think of him as "the French Chris De Burgh".

Knit and Purl Mama said...

Sounds like the concert was good! Too bad you couldn't come with us to Toronto for the Frolic.