Drive By Cute

Tigger, at eight weeks. Had to do a video because she won't hold still long enough for photos. The yellow lab is Sammy (age 10) and the black is Smokey (age 6).

Typecast #8

Teaser

I started on the test knit for Northman last night. I want to make sure my math is accurate with a different number of cast on stitches, so I'm using a slightly different yarn. For this one, I'm only doing the band of faire isle at the brim (mostly because I had to double strand my contrasting yarn which meant there isn't enough for the original design). I love doing fair isle with a dark background and a variegated yarn for the pattern work. It really makes it pop.

Tigger has been with us a week now, and she is happy and healthy. She likes to sleep on our chests, but when she isn't asleep she won't hold still--this was the least-blurry shot I got of her this morning, out of the dozen or so I took. She purrs when she's falling alseep, which always gives her the hiccups. It's adorable. She's only a little over a pound, but can purr like a Harley. It's surprising, considering Hermes is about 11 pounds and has a nearly inaudible purr (except when he wants attention at 3am). The two of them are getting along a lot better now, and have even played once or twice. Now Hermes would just stop acting like a teenage girl and learn to share the bathroom with his little sister, everything would be peachy.

A New Addition

There's been a little radio silence around here, both on the blog and on the podcast. (I'd hopped to have a new episode up by this week but the essay isn't gelling the way I'd like. So if you have anything you would like to share on the subject of typewriters in film or on television, drop me a line.) On the one hand, life has been happening and there hasn't been a lot of time to write, but on the other, it's mostly boring every day stuff (Work. Knit. Eat. Sleep. Repeat.) and didn't seem worth posting about.

Today Missouri and I went house hunting, checking out several condos that fit into our budget. Now we're just trying to decide which is the best for us, and if we want to try proceeding within the next month or if we're better off waiting a few extra weeks, though that puts us closer to the unpredictable-but-always-crappy weather that passes for winter in central Ohio. The one we both liked the best was actually the handyman special that needed the most work...more work that we could afford. The other three are all basically clones of each other in the same subdivision. We'll see how it goes.

But that's not the new addition I was referring to.

Meet Athena. She came home with me this afternoon. A good friend found her on the side of the road (after nearly turning her into a kitty pancake). Since no one else would take her and said friend is allergic, I took her. She's a feisty little thing and already is standing up to our labradors. Hermes, however, is less than amused. He seems to think she's a Devil Cat, and hisses and runs away every time he sees her. Even though she's usually hiding from him and roughly the size of his head. Right now he's camped out under the kitchen table staring at the laundry room door, waiting for her to make her move so he can attack. Meanwhile, Athena is napping on a shelf, completely worn out by her new surroundings.

Hermes and I had a long talk about the proper way to treat one's younger siblings. I told him that violence is unacceptable, as are excorcisms (since that's what it usually looks like he's trying to do). He told me I'm an only child and am therefore inexperienced on these matters, and that bloodshed is a normal part of family bonding.

...It's a work in progress.


Hermes is not amused.(That's one of my typewriter covers he's hiding under, by the way.)