Realization

So, when I started my Ravelry account, I added everything I could remember making. I thought I'd done a good job...until Christmas day. My grandma showed up wearing the pink scarf I made for her in '05. My aunt showed up wearing the green spiral scarf I made for her in '05. Then I realized...I gave almost everyone in the family something knit for Christmas in '05.

1 - Mom got a scarf, but I can't remember what it was made of.
2 - Gram got a scarf made from the most evil pink yarn ever.
3 - Marty got a green "Soft Boucle" spiral scarf.
4 - Runc got a black and grey striped scarf.
5 - Ed got a scarf, but I can't remember anything about it.
6 - My Aunt Bernita got my headband from Knitty that I can't remember the name of (not Calorimetry)

I think there's more, but I can't remember... So yeah...I should confiscate those and get pictures...

Yeah, that was my only point...

HATE

I HATE...yes, I really do mean HATE, capitalized.

1x1 ribbing is the bane of my existence. I've been working on the cuff of my second glove for DAYS and I can't bring myself to work more than a round or two of this damn ribbing at a time. It's really unfortunate, because I love the pattern for the glove...I just HATE 25 rows of 1x1 ribbing.

I'm going to go scratch my eyes out now.

O.M.G

So, I knew...I did...I have said it myself.

But. It still managed to catch me by surprise.

While we were laying on the bed tonight, Logan looked over at me and goes "In two weeks, we'll be in another country."

O.M.G.

I'm so excited I could burst. I'm so scared I could burst too.

Wow.