
I have had my first true spring time experience, no I am not talking about the daffodils I saw blooming this morning, I am talking expensive cheap beer and outrageously priced ball park fries. A night at Fenway Park, it is truly spring! No photos yet of Fenway, I didn't want to bring my camera (it isn't small), with my luck I would loose it the way the Sox lost the game.

I am still not sold on any edge for the blanket. At least I still have "ABC" to do before I have to seriously think about it. I am so unsure that the other night I asked my mom to check this blog and give me her opinion. After commenting on the cute sweater (
me: did K post after I left work?) then changing her complement to the cute afghan, she immediately said she like the original edge. A moment later she is loving Rogue (
hmmm, a future Christmas gift?) Then she moves on to seeing York, and asks what it is. A sweater, of course! After mom hears that York will be my 4th completed sweater of this

year (when it is done) (hey, don't look at me like that! One of the sweaters was started in '05) she oh so kindly tells me "You need to get a life" Gee, thanks mom, couldn't have figured that one out on my own...
It gets better, next mom tells me about an episode of Grey's Anatomy where a doctor uses knitting to achieve celibacy (she has bad judgment in men, apparently) . Apparently knitting=celibacy, who knew?! I, of course, explain to my mom that that isn't the case (I don't mention the lingerie along I will be participating in though) and I tell my mom that the doctor

would have been better off getting a vibrator. Amazingly, that ended the discussion.
The question du jour is what does "having a life" mean? Having a boyfriend? My choice in men has been less than stellar and I think it is very wrong to define your life through another individual. Life has to come from within, not without. Does having a life mean going on vacations? Out t

o eat with friends? Going to museums? I do do these things. Most Americans sit at home at night and watch tv, when I do that I knit. I do spend more time on the weekends knitting that people I know in relationships, but why is that bad?
Any way, enough pointless and boring ponderings. As you can see, I have both halves of the front of York done, and a good chunks of the sleeves done as well. I may be on track to average 1 sweater a month.
Till later, enjoy the day!