Knitting, Bitches, and Laurence Olivier

This morning, we finally got to sleep at about 4:30 AM. The shuttle was supposed to launch last night at about 3:30AM, which means Hubby had to go in to work at 2:30 AM. So of course, if he has to be awake in the middle of the night, I have to be awake in the middle of the night.

And the shuttle didn't launch. So now the new launch time is 3:14AM tonight (or tomorrow morning if you wanna get technical.)

Anyway, today we woke up at noon. I had some monster back-aches and just all-around icky feelings, so I've been holed up on the couch the whole day. It's not been a complete waste. I haven't heard a damn thing about that big football game going on today, which is a total blessing. I walked outside this morning and noticed that my little herb plants have begun to sprout!












So apparently, anyone can grow plants. I don't think our little apartment porch even gets any direct sunlight this time of year, but my herbs are sprouting regardless.

That's the farthest I've ventured out of the house on this lazy day. I started a scarf last night and it's already gotten this big!

























I'm using size 1 thread with size 6 needles. A little out of the correct gauge, but I actually like this loose knit a little better than the correct gauge. I'm doing a k2, p2 pattern.

Today's TV watching has been quite an adventure, actually. When we woke up, we watched the last little bit of the Euka...Eukanew...whatever, those guys, the Dog Show people. We watched the dog show. We love the dog shows only because of the commentators. They'll say, "Now showing for the Scottish Terrier, this is Julie, a three year old bitch from Scottsdale, AZ. What a beautiful and happy bitch. She's the kind of bitch you'd be proud to see in the winner's ring." LOL. You really don't think it'll be as funny as it is. You really think you've grown out of that being funny. But you haven't. No matter how old and mature you are, you still giggle.

Then I switched in between the Food Network's Ace of Cakes and TLC's Cake Boss for a couple of hours.

Then I was flipping through the channels and my favorite, favorite Sick Day movie happened to be on TV: the 1939 Merle Oberon and Laurence Olivier's Wuthering Heights. I cry EVERY time. Add chocolate and wine. Bliss.