A Bouquet of Yarns

It's Valentine's Day tomorrow. No comment. Really, I'm not a bitter towards the day. It's just a day. It's an excuse to buy crappy toys and chocolate (seriously, who needs an excuse for chocolate?) and have sex. I've never dated anyone during Valentine's Day, so the appeal is lost on me. Tomorrow I'll be knitting, reading, and dancing around my apartment alone listening to sad country love songs. But I do that on any given day.

I'm reading a lot of young adult fiction instead of reading for my classes. I read Cinder by Melissa Meyer which is a retelling of Cinderella set in the future and our heroine is a cyborg. I didn't think I'd be into it, but now I can't wait for the next book. Next was Fat Vampire: A Never Coming of Age Story by Adam Rex. It started out okay, interesting and quirky, but then it didn't go anywhere. The plot didn't make sense and the ending was a cheap shot. I personally didn't care for it, but maybe someone else will. And I'm almost done with Between the Lines by Jodi Picoult and Samantha VanLeer which I love. It's clever and it reminds me when I was convinced I was in love with Ponyboy from The Outsiders. YA fiction is so fun because it's quick (usually, not always) and the stories are something we can all relate to because we've all been through those teen years.

Back to knitting. I'm working on Megan's hat and I'm going to wait on her Christmas hat because it's annoying me. Maybe she'll get her Christmas gift by the end of March. If so, I'll be on track. I got the yarn for another Christmas/Birthday gift I've been thinking about. And I'm trying to NOT cast on a sock for myself and save my sock enthusiasm for Andrew. Hopefully I can sit down with the two of them (Andrew and Mary) and find patterns.

Here's another project I completed in the last few months: