I'm tired today.

Thank you all so much for all the compliments on Girly's bag and costume. I do like how the bag turned out, but when you have a picture of what you want to happen and it doesn't turn out that way, even if it is completely all your fault, you know. You know? So after Christmas, I'll fix it up a little and show you what I had in mind. The pattern is mine and once I get it all fixed up, measured and my scribblings tidied up, I'll put it up.

I didn't get much knitting done yesterday. I had to take Jezzie (my black cat) into the vet to see why she has the runs. The vet is an hour's drive away. Even if there was a vet here in town, unless it was an emergency, I would still take my babies to him. He rocks. He loves animals so much, that he got himself an RV and converted it into a travelling clinic so he can drive out to towns in the area where there isn't a vet and provide care to animals who wouldn't normally get any. If it weren't for him doing that, there would be a lot more unwanted puppies around and fewer vaccinated pets. Some people don't have access to vehicles and some simply can't be bothered to take the time to be responsible pet owners. He's one of those vets who is on call all the time too. God love him.

He isn't cheap though. He did a full work up on Jezzie and found nothing wrong. This means more suspended drops and if that still doesn't work we have to change her food. This makes me very happy. It drives the Mr. crazy that it cost him $257.00. His overtime is gone and there wasn't anything wrong with her. I think he would have been happier about the bill if she at least had the courtesy to be diseased. Now I feel both happy that there is nothing wrong with my baby and guilty that he can't enjoy the money he made with his overtime. Inner conflict like that makes it hard to get a good night's rest. I'm letting it go though.

Soon enough I'll have to go back to work and then we won't have to worry about stuff like we do. Two more years. Although I am thinking of talking to the principal of the school. Girly is going to be three in January and I'm confident that she could pass Kindergarten right now. She knows her alphabet and her letters, she can count to 18 in English and 10 in both French and Spanish, she can count stuff too without skipping items or numbers, she knows her colours and shapes and she knows how to operate a computer. If I turn it on for her, she can get on the internet, find her games and play them by herself (no worries we already have parent blockers and the computer is in the living room so she is well supervised). She memorizes books and songs like nothing too. I can't imagine where she is going to be in a year and she will get held back from Junior Kindergarten in the fall simply because she won't turn four until January. Hopefully the principal will see that too. I want her to enjoy the Kindergarten experience and feel like she is learning something.

So, where was I before that tangent hit?

Oh yeah, knitting. I managed to finish off another square for Grandmother Purl and did a few more rows on my sock.

I found some really pretty beads that go with the Malabrigo Suzanne sent way better than the clear ones did. So off they came and I'll be restringing in a day or two. I have a few plans and I hope I can figure out how to make them come to life. So a-charting I will go.