It’s that time of year
Sunday, July 9th, 2006Let’s see, what’s new in RK land.
I restarted the cardigan in lavender. It’s not moving nearly as quickly as the first one did.
I had joined the Mystery Stole group and the first clue came out on the 7th. It calls for a provisional cast on so you can either work one end of the stole, then go back and pick up stitches from the cast on and work the other end. Or you can work both ends as the clues are released. I had all intentions of working both ends but I was a dumbass and started working from the cone of yarn. This means the other end is tucked safely down inside the cone where I can’t get to it. So, working one end at a time it is.
You’re sick of hearing it, I’m sick of talking about it, but here it is. I’m once again trying to quit the old smoking habit. I’m trying the patch again. I’ve learned that it’s not really the nicotine that I’m addicted to, but the mental part. Even with the patch, I still craved my little trips to the garage to smoke. I seem to be able to last until about 5 pm, then I feel like I’m crawling out of my skin. But I’ll keep working on it. Maybe today I’ll last a little longer, and tomorrow a little longer than that.
Janice and I went to the Gainesville SNB yesterday. She found out the hard way that I’m quiet at the SNBs but once I get comfortable, I don’t shut up! Ha! In all seriousness, I had a great time. I printed the directions from Google maps, which turned out to be a little off. Damn you Google, I was just bragging on you and this is the way you repay me? We had to call for directions. Here are some of the fun bits of directions we got:
Where are you at now? We can see the courthouse, at the intersection of X and Y.
Is it the new one or the old one? Uh, don’t know.
You’d know if it’s the new one, it’s awful.(I don’t remember the exact word he used. Horrendous? Atrocious? Still..)
Are you on/near the square? Uh, don’t think so
Can you see the square? Uh
Okay, go this way. Let me know when you get to the post office. Okay. Driving. Driving. Okay, see it.
The road is going to fork, and you’ll have to cross a lot of traffic to pull into our parking lot. Good luck. Good luck?? Oh shit.
A lot of traffic meant one car coming down the road.
See how exciting my life is? 
