Technology was not my friend last week. If I touched it, it broke or misbehaved - with the exception of my car. Sven perfomed just like he always does, which is good.
My home computer should be happy. Since I couldn’t blog Monday night, I cleaned out my email inbox. I’m on several lists which send out daily mail, and my unread backlog was getting to me. I deleted 2432 unnecessary email messages! My goal is to keep my inbox under 1000, although 500 would be even better.
Knitting fever returned in a big way, and I finished the latest Jaywalker sock. Yes, it’s the first sock, and as is my custom, the second may not even be cast on until autumn – hard to tell with me! The yarn is Brown Sheep Wildfoote in the Rock ‘n’ Roll colorway, and I’m loving it! Cheerful, fun and constantly surprising and great for starting conversations on BART. Pictures when I find the camera.
Over the weekend I started another scarf for the gift box. I’ve stopped riding the exercise bike in favor of the elliptical trainer (when I have the time) and no longer knit and exercise; that’s when I knitted most of my gift scarves! They’re fun, relatively quick and easy, and I miss doing them. I have yarn in stash (surprise, surprise) for several novelty scarves, and have the KnitPicks pattern for the 3 scarves inspired by Elizabeth I and the appropriate lace weight yarns for those as well. They may make it into the mix soon, so the current 28 WIPs and counting may need updating!
Finally, here’s a picture (not very good) of Sweetie, our only marmalade tabby (she and I have the same color hair). Note the yarn and knitted objects nearby – she’s managed to get into the charity knitting box and is sleeping with a hat and pair of mittens, as well as yarn.

Sweetie is incredibly special: she was delivered to me the weekend after the Northridge earthquake (January 1994) by Robin, her original mom. She flew from LA! She was so feral and shy that she spent her first month with me hiding behind the toilet or under the bed. She was happiest when I kept a big basket of yarn in the living room – she’d pick her skeins and bring them to bed with her! She loves yarn, but doesn’t eat it – she just carries it around and makes a nest, then sleeps on it. She loves swatches, and carries them around from room to room.
When Mr. Ken and I started dating, she decided he was The One after our second date! From that day forward, every time she heard his motorcycle or truck coming down the street or pulling into the driveway, she ran out to greet him – practically leaving skid marks in the carpet! She’d meet him in the dining room and stand with her little kitty feet on the toes of his boots, gazing up with adoration in her eyes.
When he came home after his stroke, she was Nurse Sweetie; sleeping with Mr. Ken and making sure he wasn’t bothered by anyone or anything. She observed his home therapy sessions, and attempted to intervene a couple of times when the exercises caused pain. Sweetie loves to be close to him while he watches TV, and snuggles happily by his feet.
Sweetie lived with me for 8 years before she dared sit on my lap. She’s still not a lap sitter; preferring to sit beside Ken or with 2 front paws in my lap. She has her own room, and allows only her humans to sit on her sofa bed. Other cats are relegated to the floor or one of the cat trees.When she wants attention, she tells us; otherwise she prefers to be left alone. She’ll be 13 in July and is our oldest cat. We adore her.