Muahahaha! Go go go SP! (And some FOs too.)

Why did that title remind me of the Wizard of Oz? Maybe it was the evil laugh. Maybe the 'And some...' part was similar enough to 'And your little dog too!' to trigger the memory. Maybe it was because I just visited the blog of my lovely downstream SP, who just happens to love the Wizard of Oz. Who knows? But enough with this. I have good things to show you (and more stories from my crazy life).

I was sooo excited to come home yesterday to an SP package! Oh my lordie it was so perfect for me! Thankies thankies thankies, upstream SP! She put in a Moosewood cookbook (yummy yummy yummy - you must be psychic! I just ordered a Moosewood cookbook - thankfully a different one, but one all the same!), some chocolate for real hot chocolate (I haven't had real hot chocolate since Mexico, almost two years ago!) and to go with the general yumminess theme, a hank of Cherry Tree Hill Supersock in Country Garden, such a beautiful colourway (swoon). Lookie lookie lookie!

Thanks again! I will admit it, I was NOSY. So I looked at the return address. And I know your name now (unless you're one of those highly deceptive types... are you?) and I know your general area, but I am STUMPED. I have no idea who you are!

I haven't been totally slacking on the knitting front either. I do have some FOs to show for my time unaccounted for. (Yes yes yes it's been a week since I last posted - see? Commitment issues!) I finished my socks! See?

Pattern: Socks from Ann Budd's The Knitter's Handy Book of Patterns
Yarn: Most of a ball of OnLine Supersocke in colour ?
Needles: 2.00 mm Brittany birch DPNs for most of it, 2.25 mm Brittany birch DPNs for the ribbing

As I mentioned before, this is such a soothing knit. It was nothing but miles of knit knit knit. This was my first heel flap too (I've only ever done short-row heels before) and no holes! Yay!

Next up, my finished Flower Basket Shawl! (Click for big)

Note the pile of dirty clothes. I know Eric will be horrified to see this.

Pattern: Flower Basket Shawl from Interweave Knits (can't remember the issue)
Yarn: 2 balls Misti Alpaca Lace
Needles: Good lord I don't remember

This was one of the objects I knit while in Hong Kong. I realise it's been over a month since I was in Hong Kong but it hasn't been posted because I haven't been bothered to block it since a week ago. It's a great pattern, and easy but not so easy it gets boring. I'm highly pleased with the colour and it's not too big (one of these days I'll get a pic of me wearing it). I just need a shawl pin now!

Soundtrack for blocking? Rezillos. I love them. Everyone should listen to them. Poppy British punk band from the 80's. No one does it that good nowadays.

In the WIP pile I've got an almost finished pair of socks (they just need to be bound off and ends woven in, but I cannot for the life of me find my tapestry needles), a Spiderweb Capelet from SNBN missing the pom poms (I hate making pom poms, they make me stressy) and the LL's from my previous post is becoming a pair of Jaywalkers.

And I did promise a crazy story or two, right? My life is nuts - I don't need to make this up folks, it's all real.

A few days ago, Eric got woken up at 3:30 in the morning to lots of shouting, a huge bang, and lights flashing outside. Apparently I sleep like a brick (you will agree once you hear about the source of the bang). Background? The neighbours are a PITA (hee hee... see Eric? I use that expression with more people than just you!). Loud thumping music all night, often enough that I curse their names (or would if I knew them) every night I hear them partying.

The story stars a few hours previous. Neighbours were at a bar drinking and they apparently got into a fight with some other guys. They leave the bar and the fight continues to our apartment building (conveniently downtown). Neighbours go upstairs. People they were fighting with go up to the concierge. They tell him to call the cops. "Those guys have guns!" Cops come and break down the door. Thus the loud bang. Their door was a piece of plywood for a day, before they finally got someone to fix it. Yes folks, you could probably break my door down and I'd sleep through it.

Yesterday, we wake up and hmm, weird. Turn the hot water on and all you get is a cold trickle. Few minutes later, Eric gets up and turns the water on. Nothing's coming on.

Eric: Grrr. I'm grumpy. I'm grumpy man. I don't like not having a shower in the morning. Grr.
Brittany: I love you dear. Call me and tell me why there's no water if there's a note in the elevator.
Exit Eric.
Phone rings.
Brittany: Hello?
Eric: I know why there's no water. There's no note in the elevator. You should get dressed and come down.
Brittany: Mfghpp? Huh? Why?
Eric: I'm standing in about 6 inches of water right now. The lobby's flooded. Water's coming through the ceiling.
Brittany: Oh.

Nutso.

We're going to Fiberfest today! Yay! And then we visit Brad and see his snakes! Update later!

(This was waaaay longer than intended. Sorry!)