Filet Pugnon, Medium Rare?

Lisa, demonstrating her helpfulness to Dina and Leonor.

Now that our home is on the market, we've been faced with the problem of what to do with El Puggo when our real estate agent wants to conduct an all-important open house. Thankfully, the lovely and helpful Ms. Lisa agreed to watch him for us if need be. When I excitedly told the Hubby that I'd found Oliver a sitter, instead of jumping for joy, he gave me a very serious, very grave look, and started asking questions. Lisa, eh? Does she have a dog? Has she ever owned a pet? Is her home pug-proof? See, Vince's knowledge of Lisa extends to only a few things... She's a knitter. She's my friend. And - most profoundly puzzling to Vince's steak-loving mind - she's a vegan. After a few more moments of pondering her abilities to care for his precious pug, he finally said, "Well, at least she won't eat him."


In other exciting news, Sheldon #5 is done, and ready to be shipped off to Italy to join my friends Pierluigi, Roberta, and their soon-to-be little 'un. Below, you can see that even though Lisa won't eat Oliver, Sheldon #5 wants to eat her vegan lunch.

For Better or for Worsted

Last weekend, I realized the park across the street from our soon-to-be new home would be a PERFECT place to host Worldwide Knitting in Public Day (June 9). As I walked by the park, I wondered privately if I had subconsciously put my vote in for this particular home because of its proximity to such choice a knitting venue. Then I realized that my thoughts weren't private at all, because I was speaking them aloud to myself and also to a very annoyed husband who now knew that he was married to a woman who based life decisions on... yarn.

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For better or for worsted, right?

Picky Eaters

It was a momentous weekend (drum roll, please)... I convinced Vince to try vegan food! The hubby is a real meat-n-potatoes, sushi, and Panda Express kinda guy, so this was a big, BIG deal. I had to do a fair bit of bargaining to get him to even set foot inside The Vegan Joint, the restaurant where it all went down; in exchange for one vegan lunch, I agreed to let him choose what/where we eat for the next two weekends in a row, PLUS allow him to play Xbox or Playstation for the rest of the day (until 7 pm), PLUS refrain from watching Sex and the City within earshot of him for the rest of the day (again, up until 7 pm). Desperate times call for desperate measures. But as you can see from the pictures below, Vince rather enjoyed the vegan pad thai he ordered. Though he'd never in a million years admit it to me.

The Pug, on the other hand, is not nearly as picky as the Hubby when it comes to what he will eat.

In other momentous news, Lisa's almost done with her second Sheldon!

Below (top left), check out the beatific expression on her face as she happily k's, ssk's, and k2tog's away. And you can see Andrea at work in the background. Also, we got another new member to our Friday Knitting Group, Kim (top right). On the bottom you can see the two resident crazies: Me (with my Lady E) and Ms. Annie.

I desperately tried to take a picture of the elusive Godfather, AKA Jenny, but she refused to let herself be captured on film. If I don't get a snap of her face soon, people are going to think she doesn't exist! Then again, that might only boost her legendary knitting status - she'll become the Loch Ness Monster of knitting!

Lettin' It All Hang Out, Turtle-Style

I've decided that I'm a knittin' ho whose tricks are for sale; I've put Marge up for adoption on Etsy. Apparently, Marge is a ho, too. Above, you can see her takin' it aaaaalll off for online viewers. What's wrong with my children? Anyway, it's come down to this: If I'm going to keep knitting these turtles, pretty soon, our home will be overrun with them, and the hubby don't like that. Below, you can see that Marge has already started nosing around in his business and is examining his recent traffic ticket.

Here, you can see that Lisa's turtle is quickly coming to turtle fruition. Marge offers him some encouragement: "You can do it! You'll get there!"

Lisa's only got her i-cord edging to go, and she's all done. Next time you check this blog, there should be a picture of her completed turtle to show off. No pressure, Lisa. NO PRESSURE!