Hot and Fast

It's hot. If you're in Europe, I don't have to tell you that because you're likely a puddle of sweat yourself. If you're in the US, you're probably in your own heatwave but you've got air conditioning.

Sweet, sweet air conditioning.

To that end, I'm desperately trying to keep all efforts to a minimum, blog entries included. We're just hitting the highlights here, folks!

~ Know all that lace knitting I've been doing? I've got one wrap and two scarves on needles. I put it all aside while I've been indulging myself in sock knitting. And...uh...I've completely lost, never to be seen again misplaced the row counter for the wrap and I've mixed up the row counters for the two scarves. I know for a fact that I'm in the middle of pattern rounds on all three and right now I have no earthly idea what row I'm on with any of them. Pardon me while I bash my sweaty forehead on a brick wall.

~ I'd like to say a special thank you to the customs agent that didn't make me pay customs and tax on 25 pairs of costume jewelry earrings sent to me by a friend. Of course after a half hour ride on a stuffy, hot streetcar in 97 degree heat to get to the customs office I was looking a bit crazed so maybe she either felt sorry for me or feared me.

~ I had to try on the sock I was knitting to see how much further I need to knit the foot. What a strange feeling of panic it gave me - almost like I was afraid I wouldn't get the sock off and the hot wool would somehow bond itself to my skin permanently.

~ Eh...enough of this. It's too hot to write. And my legs seem to be stuck to my leather office chair. Time for me to pry them loose and fetch more ice water.