Here is the reason I haven’t been posting much lately:
It’s a little difficult to type with a lap full of baby and dog. But, as you can see, we’ve adapted. You do what you gotta do! And we must have priorities. These have been (in order):
1. Go to work (in first place only because I have to).
2. Play with Izzy.
3. Study.
4. Everything else.
So far I don’t think I’ve completely dropped the ball on anything. I still have a job, I’m getting an A in both my classes and my household seems pretty happy. I’ve even gotten in some knitting time. Behold Peacock Feathers:
Right now it looks like an amorphous pile of dental floss, but it’s impossible to spread it out any more. I’m on the next to the last chart and it’s the first chart for which I’ve used markers. I never used to use markers and didn’t even think of it until about a year ago when I first read Wendy’s blog. It was such a “DOH!” moment. I could have saved myself a lot of grief in my lace knitting. I use them conscientiously now – except on this pattern. Up until now there have been so many rows where the markers had to be moved that I eschewed them. However, the pattern is getting more complicated with longer repeats and less need to move them that I figured discretion was the better part of valor and put them in. I’m glad I did – they’ve saved my bacon a couple of times.
And also in the works:
A little sweater for CIC. I had been putting off charity knitting and finally decided the time is now. I really didn’t want to knit little worsted or bulky weight socks – don’t know why but they drive me crazy – little things with large yarn. But I checked and worsted sweaters are needed, so I’m off and running. This is the Wonderful Wallaby pattern by Cottage Creations.
And I will leave you with our first annual Halloween picture. Nana is dressed as a WSU football player – that’s a real jersey from a 250 lb. tight end – it goes down to my knees! Izzy is wearing her little jumper that my friend made for her. What you can’t see is the little trick or treat bag that’s over her shoulder. It remained empty because, well, she’s too young and after all, Nana DOES work for a pediatric dentist!
missouristar 
I got to your blog from a link on another blog. You must live somewhere in the Northwest because of the Cougar shirt. I was not a Coug, instead I went to CWU but my dad played football there during the war and I was born in Colfax and spent the first 10 years of my life in the Palouse. When Apple Cup rolls around I’m a staunch Cougar supporter.
Beautiful grandchild and beautiful knitting.
Apple Cup is just around the corner!
You just glow when you hold that baby Dorothy š
Thanks for your support, we are hanging in, trying to make the best of a horrible situation!
Hope to be back soon!
Stopped by to see your finished Peacock Feathers shawl from the laceforallseasons Yahoo group (bee-yoo-tee-ful job you did!), then saw you wearing a “Wazoo” jersey in this entry. Hurrah for the Cougs! My mom was a Cougar, and my father is a Husky, so when I was growing up, well, I just kept mum on Apple Cup Day (but secretly rooted for the crimson and gray).