So.....this is my 132nd post. I somehow managed to miss my 100th post, my 1 year anniversary, and I'll probably forget my 2 year anniversary on August 17th...12 days before my 2 year anniversary of marriage.
So, what's going on in my world?
Well, this, for starters:
We had nasty wicked storms go through early on Monday morning...70+ MPH winds, lots of rain, the whole thing. Luckily, not tornado weather. But, it was still a nasty storm. I didn't even notice my little tree had fallen over until I got back from a trip to Wal*Mart. I was sitting on the couch, looking out the porch windows when it occurred to me that "something" wasn't right with my view. I could see my tree but it wasn't in the right place. So, I picked up Little Man and we went to investigate.
Turns out that the pussywillow tree was rotting from the inside out and it was bound to break in high winds...which is exactly what happened.
So, no more pussywillow tree in my backyard. At least it was far enough away from the house, even if it was only 7' high...and at least it wasn't the weeping willow. I think I would have cried if that one had come down.
Weeping willows were my grandmother's favorite trees. At every house they owned here in town, my grandfather planted one for her. The one in the backyard (which you can see along the fence line in the above photograph) has something wrong with it...it's dying very slowly. I'm not sure it can be saved or not and I don't have the money (yet) to have someone investigate it. If it dies, I'm going to plant another one in a better location because this was their house and she loved weeping willows.
The pussywillow, on the other hand.....well, let's just say I'm not sorry it's gone. It was kind of a PITA to deal with every year with the trimming of the branches and the endless little seedlings on the ground.
In other random news, Husband seems to be doing okay after his surgery. He still has trouble bending over to do anything, which means that Little Man can't be on the floor or in the pack-n-play with him because he won't be able to pick him up. It also means he has difficulty emptying and filling the bottom rack of the dishwasher. Other than that, he's pretty much back to normal.
Little Man is teething horribly. He's got a total of 7 anywhere from poked through to fully in and I think he's got a couple more coming. Seriously, he gets his teeth in, at least, pairs...but lately in 3s and 4s. Poor kid. He's so cranky. He doesn't want to jump, he doesn't want to swing, he doesn't want to play in the pack-n-play, he doesn't want to be held, he doesn't want to roll around on the floor, he doesn't want to eat, he doesn't want his bottle, his diapers are dry, he doesn't want to nap, he doesn't want to play in his crib.....it seems like there's nothing I can do to soothe him. I kept hearing about Hyland's Teething Tablets but they were taken off the market...something about rat poison. Tylenol only works so well and for so long.
It's going to be a long couple of days (weeks?) with him teething.
Oh, and on the knitting front......well, the giraffe has a head, body, and legs all attached. The ears are done but not attached. Other than that, I have to make the tail, horns, "hair" (poms), and spots and he'll be done. I haven't photographed it but I should get on that...
Other than the giraffe, I have swap stuff that I should be doing but, well, my blog was feeling neglected. Oh, and I'm plotting a large-scale blanket for Project Linus but that probably won't happen for quite awhile. I have so many other things to finish before then...
And I have cast-on-itis again. I want to make something small and quick...
Someone cute :) And yes, this was taken today.