it's been a long time...

Ooh, let me get it back, let me get it back, let me get it back
mm-baby, where I come from...

...yup, I have been a bit pre-occupied.

New/old rekindled love and a puppy have stolen all my free blog time!

But I am still hooking - have made The Dicktator a hate hat (ooo a bit freudian there!) and one of my special jolie rouge deep red skull and crossbones scarf - and I'm still working on the yarneater CAL with Sarah London (who despite my new/old bf, I still love love love in the biggest fangirl way ever).  My yarneater is actually getting too big to carry around, so I need to do some doggy crochet as our little 13 week old puggle Elvis needs more chewy toys!

I used to make really nice crochet doggy bones out of worsted weight cotton and stuffed with my old t-shirts, gave them to my puppies at the salon in Stockholm and also the tattoo shop in Ibiza town...now I gotta get back on the bone and make some for my own little one, but this week has been pretty harsh - we've had literal blood sweat and tears (and a few police) and today is the first day I can read properly - so maybe I'll leave any new projects for a couple days.

Oh, and if it's not past midnight yet for you = happy Sadie Hawkins day!

And if it is later on - happy St David's day!

Miss you all xxx

frogged

i hate that term.

it sounds lame.

but i did it.

the hat i was making came out too big!

so i pulled it out.

and will try again witha smaller hook.

the pattern didn't have a tension square, so i'm not feeling too bad about it.

luckiest lady

trying to make myself spend more time sitting up today, as work is freakin out that i am still off and probbly wont be back in this week, and almost the whole weekend was spent flat out in bed - not in a fun way, well not all of it anyway...*wink*...the blondeboy cuddles definitely made me feel better. and he bought special lush foot cream and gave me some lovely reflexology - not bad for someone that hated feet before he got together with me! i have definitely trained mister very well, lol. and darn he does love me...

and blondeboy can cook!
he made the most amazing vegan sunday roast dinner for us last night. mashed swede and everything. yes, my mister blondetoyboy made me yummy scrummy mashed swede to make me feel better. i know he is half italian, and yes i know he has cheffed, but any resemblence to the cooking of the former fiance ends right the f*ck there. because this was definitely the tastiest meal ever cooked for me.

how lucky am i?
and he's giving me his lovely vintage 70s smoked glass dining table for the new kitchen that 'm hating so that i'll hate it even less...reckon the wooden cupboards won't look quite so pedestrian and a bit more swinging wrong once we have the space bubble decor down the end. can i just say now - this table is NOT to be used for scat. thanks!

anyway.
as i am tryin to spend more time sitting up, despite the pain anytime i change position or reach for anything, i've managed in my codeine haze to finish my daughter's xmas pressie hot water bottle cozy, and start a skull and crossbones one for the new lil bro in law. they're good quick projects that can be finished in a couple painkiller sessions...lol. and hopefully look better than the monstrosity that is the pair of mismatched fingerless gloves!

yes, i was very. sick.

ps: loving this designer's stuff!
and can't wait for seienstyle to finish making things out of the book so i can have it...

yarn.

well i finally did it.

i made it to cafe stitch at the wellcome institute today!
and i loved loved loved it.

there was a really nice group of women there and lovely apricot crumble and gree tea.
yum.

i dint take much yarn with me as i knew i was going to have to run off to the gym, but am thinking of moving my usual saturday training sessions to either earlier or later so i have lots of time to hang out as no one seems to show up til around noon. not that it matters, it's the type of place i might even go sit alone and have cake - and we all know how much i HATE to do anything alone.

in fact, this weekend has really been my first solo weekend in london for a long long long time.
i did get a bootie call around midnight - but i declined so its now tea at claridges with a lovely rockabilly man...think this one will just be a friend though as i'm still not sure what to do with the scandotoy and am still currently really hating my ex assface fiance....

and its 3:36 in the morning and i'm wide awake!