However, said trip caused me to be in a coma for the past week. I could barely make it through the day, and then would go to bed way too early. Only to wake up the next day exhausted.
The week before the trip, I finished knitting the main parts of my Pickle cardigan, and a lacy shawl that has been on the needles since knitting was invented. The good part: OMG, I finished not one, but two things! The bad part: No place currently available where I can block them. Argh.
Went shopping today, and had a lot of luck all at once: 2 dresses, a summer cardigan, a blouse, pair of shoes, two bras, and a reversible tote bag. When it rains it pours.
Have been making progress on the Springtime in Philadelphia beret; however, the winding of the yarn was so frustrating, I started to think of it as the Springtime for Hitler beret ...
I really need to get myself organized. Seriously. I mean, it's amazing that we have clean clothes to wear and that the house has not been condemned by the Health Department.
I recently joined a new gym. Got one of those free personal training consultations as a result, and even before I went, the trainer e-mailed me. The message had more explanation points than I've ever seen in my whole life.
Turns out, he is approximately 10 years old, and talks in explanation points as well. Plus, I'm now convinced he's out to kill me, 'cause no one should suggest the kind of workouts he does to an old person.
Arlen Specter lost in last Tuesday's primary here in Pennsylvania. I have been wondering all week if he will develop a single ballot theory.
Margaritas are yummy.
(Can you tell I was in the mood to post something, but didn't really have anything to say???)