I'm sick. I've been sick all week. I've missed an entire work week. To be fair, I did go into work for a whole 2 hours this morning before calling it quits. My voice is almost gone, and I still have a nasty dry cough. I keep thinking about The Little Mermaid. Not that I constantly compare myself to Ariel or anything, but remember when she trades her voice and mermaid flipper for legs? Yeah, me too.
I watched more movies and slept more this week than I have in ages. The Redbox needs to get some new material already. Nobody wants to watch The Game anymore. The last two days I was able to actually sit-up in bed and do a little bit of knitting while I watched movies.
The wet dolphin sweater is coming along nicely. I finished up a couple of other projects that were just sitting around.
I call this project, "It's very difficult to keep the line between the past and present." It will always be the scarf I knit when I went back to Minnesota for my grandmother's funeral. Some people might find that macabre, but I find it really comforting.
I also finished a cabled-cowl that I started in early spring. It'll be ready come fall/winter.
I also finished my Icelandic couch blanket...but that will be for another post. It's that monumental!
Baby just me and you, rockin' with the rhythm of the rain...