guts

i would write more about my latest crochet project progress right now but my blondeboy just brought me cava breakfast in bed.

see why i love his guts so much?

x

hips, lips, tits = power!

well i know i've been quiet...
it's the last day of my extended xmas vacation - or you could look at it as the second day of a really mad long weekend before going back to work...and i can't sleep! so am up early and trying not to wake up the whole house, so using this little bit of quiet time to update you on my xmas crochet and other crafty bits i've been up to!

firstly, the xmas presents were really well received!
the blondeboy loves his aum hot water bottle cover, but so far i've been using it more than he has, and he packed so quickly to go back home today that he forgot it, so i'm cosied up to it and keeping my hips warm...as we were out late late late tonight - and i only went to bed a few hours ago...

my daughter was performing at a little club called the cellar door down on the strand. it used to be a men's public toilet and is infamous for the cruising that used to go on there...i was rushing getting ready tonight as at the last minute i decided i could do the icy sidewalks in high heeled boots...so i actually rushed out for a night at the burlesque club with my crochet but no make up bag!

could have been a disaster. but luckily i remained lipsticked and shine free.
but didn't spend any time working on the electric boy scarf as the club was surprisingly full even with the snow! from those that i talked with it was full of locals that were making the most of the quiet streets of covent garden. it has been lovely and quiet - like an episode of the avengers. did anyone else ever notice how surreally quiet and empty the streets always were on that show?

out of towner

my life is such a rush now - even more so than it was before. and i was bad THEN. now tis worse - but i'm loving being out of london and out of the house every other weekend. especially as it means hanging out in bristol's yarn shop...and in a fancy bed made of jungle vines. it also means less time for hooking, and making sure i have little mobile project that don't take up much room as i like travelling light!

which means unless the weather really turns this weekend, i won't be taking the new yummy black silk and alpaca and human hair scarf i've been working on...damn it's beautiful - i cn't wait to get it photographed properly to show you all. i've used my old hair as the black human hair fringes and it is lush...i even worked on it a bit more when i got home from movida last night, and i can't wait until there is time to make more more more. in the meantime i'll be carrying around and continuing to make bright coloured aums.

while drinking cider on boats.

'the honour roll of chariots of fire'

on the sofa watching the punk classic film repo man
damn emilio estevez used to be a cutie!
anyway - just notices one of the repo men sits at his desk and knits...
wish the knitting in film awards wasn't just for the year, that there were honorable mentions to the art or something, lol.

so reason i'm on the sofa tonight?
i've been sick sick sick sick worst scary sick i have ever been ever in my life.
got mastitis, from cellulitis, that seems to have happened when i caught stomach flu and got even more run down than i already was from stress and emotion and a bit of tattooing maybe - seems i just hadn't had a moment to breathe since i had flue before my stockholm trip, and guess it all caught up with me as everything shut down and by the time the isis (my daughter) took me to the doctor last friday my temperature was 44degrees (in eurotrash measurement).

that is the highest temp the doc had ever seen, so i guess i win!
and today is the first day i've not been stuck on the bed with all the windows open, laying round in my knickers with a cold cloth on my head and neck and another soaked in chamomile on my bosom for the mastitis...had to do something voodoo as the penicillin is taking its sweet time to kick in - altho it is good at enhancing the pukiness from my stomach flue.

so not made anything at all in the last week...
today is actually also the first day that i've even felt like reading or eating.
vampire porn and english strawberries make a good mix when not sleeping.
but i still lost the whole afternoon to slumber...just like everyday since last wednesday.
i know i've not slept so much in my life, but guess i need to in case the doc says it's still okay for me to go to ibiza next week!

need some mojo gogo.

i'm losing my crochet mojo...

i've got 2 projects now on the go/on hold for the fiance but the way things are so up and down i find it too upsetting to work them up anymore.

so tonight i'll go to bed with my audio book (after this tivo'd episode of 24, and some yoga) and make a different blue 12 pointed celestial katamari star.

tomoro night will be spent baking - as i'm going to go to bake camp instead of social media camp this weekend - that is if i don't go away some where with the fiance or run away with a knitter to wonderwool in wales (is anyone actually going still???)