It’s been a long, interesting weekend. We left early because Eddie needed to work all day, and left a note on the stairs letting Comrade know rent was going to be late. I got to Mom’s house early on Saturday morning, armed with a box of yarn and my 4 new pattern books. I started by making a kitten from some pinkish/purple yarn that I bought around Easter. All the old ladies at the shop thought it was the cutest thing around. By the time we’d left the shop, the only thing left to make on it was the white cheeks/nose/whiskers.

I ended up working on the kitten’s face later in the afternoon, and then starting a puppy after dinner. I picked up Eddie from work, and we went back to Mom’s for some dinner and to watch A History of Violence. No one but me liked the ending, and I firmly believe that both sex-scenes were excruciatingly painful to watch and completely pointless. Normally, I’d have nothing bad to say about any movie scene that ends up showing Vigo Mortenson’s ass, but neither scene did anything for the movie. By the time the movie was over, I had most of the puppy finished, and was happy. We went home, let Pickle out for a while, showered, and went to snuggle in bed and watch SNL. I thought Tom Hanks was pretty good, the digital short wasn’t anywhere near as good as some of the others they’ve done (I think they’re trying too hard to create the next big Lazy Sunday), and RHCP weren’t bad. It’s good to see that Flea is just as… um…. Flea-ish as he’s always been.

Sunday we were back over at Mom’s house because we were going to the flea market. Only Mom found anything good, the rest of us just got more sunburn. When we got home we watched some TV, had some chicken wings, and Eddie grilled some ham steaks for dinner. I finished my lteeny puppy, which Mom is still threatening to steal. We hung out for a bit after dinner, then made our way up to Walmart to grab some oil for the car. Another shower and then more snuggling to watch TV and then get some sleep.

Today Eddie is taking a load of paperwork to Kinko’s to get copied and mailed about to various parts of Canada (I won’t get into the details at the moment). I think he’s bringing home some little $1 frozen pizzas for dinner. Yummy. I’ve got my hot sauce ready and waiting. He should also be grabbing a phone card for my phone, because as Nanny said, I can’t get a job without being able to get phone calls.

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