Thursday, December 24, 2009

Merry Christmas!

Dear Poor Neglected Blog,

I wanted to wish you the best for the holiday season. I know I have been promising to pay more attention to you, and as the song says, I'm just a soul whose intentions are good. But between getting ready for Christmas, taking care of Pilot, and just, um, being, I haven't given you the attention you deserve.

I'd like to say I'd be a better blogger, but I can't promise. I can tell you that Pilot is settling down, and seems to be becoming a calmer, quieter dog every day. But that didn't stop us from having numerous discussions on the best way to handle the Christmas tree, which seems tailor-made for a Pilot disaster. We ended up 1. using only non-breakable ornaments that we could deal with being destroyed and 2. putting up a rusting purply pink exercise pen that belonged to Louise, the rabbit, surrounding it. So far, it has worked, and doesn't look quite like the tacky cheap discount store tree display that it may sound like. A Christmas miracle!

And I'd like to say that life will settle down, but it probably won't...I'm teaching three classes next term and have a lot of projects, research wise, to handle. I have a lot of knitting going on...I even finished a sweater....and when the camera batteries are recharged, I think I can find the time to post them.

So, dear blog, what can I say, Life Happens. I think you'll understand. In the meantime, I wish you the merriest of Christmases, the happiest of New Years, and peace on earth, good will to all men, women, dogs, cats, birds, bunnies and alpaca. Sheep and llama too.

Monday, December 07, 2009

More excuses

There is knitting to show, but no knitting pictures. I give a final exam tomorrow, and I think it is all downhill from there (except for say the dozen --I kid you not-- letters of recommendation that I need to do).

Between classes and trying to keep life in some type of order, it's been busy. And on Saturday, poor Juneau got bit by a spider (no proof of the actual biting thing, but she does have a bite on her nose). We could literally see her swell up: first her snout, then her jowls, then her wattle (aka her dewlap). This was accompanied by some itching and some vomiting that still persists. Luckily, we noticed right away when she started swelling and got some benadryl in her lickety split, and I think that helped out a lot. She's feeling ok and looking much better.

Pilot continues his crazy Pilot ways and we love him more every day.

And there is knitting. I promise.