A Tropical Heat Wave

Brax,
I have been dim and listless for the last couple of weeks. I have not been feeling quite right. And most unusually, I have been trying to make excuses for it. I've been attributing it to, of all things, the heat. Right. The heat is getting me down. I'm not the kind of person who enjoys sitting in the greenhouse in July. I am not the sort of girl who would, for example, get heat exhaustion from laying on her roof during peak sun hours on the hottest day of the year, because she didn't want to go inside. Suuuuuuuuuuuuure, ten thousand dollars.*

So today I was talking to Karida, and she said, "you know, you're allowed to just be sad."

As it turns out, sometimes you need someone to point out the obvious. Thanks, dude.

So, anyway, between the listlessness, the working, the home improvement and the HP rereading, the knitting has been a little thin on the ground. Fortunately, my cousin and his wife are going to have a baby!!! They are great. They are named Aaron and Erin. I hope they name the baby A-Ron. Just for little A-Ron, I am making the Heartbreakingly Cute Baby Kimono from Mason-Dixon Knitting. I've been making incremental progress. I know, it is supposed to be one of those projects that you finish in 2 days. Go to hell, I am listless. Here it is, though. Half of it, anyway.



It is pretty cool because it looks like a big weird geometry lesson when you're knitting it.


But you just trust the pattern, and fold that sucker over, and it becomes a little cozy kimono. Peaches and Creme cotton in green apple, of course. And only 2 little baby-sized seams to sew!

Here is what is fast becoming my signature shot: Honey trying to get his close up. Honest-to-god, I am not trying to photograph him, he just does this whenever I get the camera out.
OH! I forgot. New bookshelf:



Handsome, yes? That is only half of it. The bottom half is very similar. Of course, the old bookshelf is still holding her own:

Wow, that post was really sporadic and nonlinear, and I sort of have no idea how to wrap up.
WRAPPING IT UP.

Love,
Bruce

*For those of you who do not know the inside jokes of my family, "Suuuuuuuuuure, ten thousand dollars" is what my dad says when someone is full of crap. It dates back to a time when my cousin was about 12 and he kept saying his computer cost $10,000. I don't know. These things get funnier as time passes.