How lucky can a girl get?

There is no better day to have your birthday than on Friday the 13th.  Especially when it's the only one in the whole year!  I woke up this morning and thought "today is the first day of the rest of my life" come what may.  I was treated to breakfast at Jimmy's Egg, I went to work late (I don't know why I bothered) left after two hours and met Sally and Amanda for lunch--at Red Lobster!  Had a pedicure and a haircut (not at the same place).  Had lots of HB-days on Facebook, ate RL leftovers for supper and now I'm relaxing.  I began the projects on my LIST --it's kind of a pre-bucket list dealing with house repair so I can make some decisions about where I'm going to live, and just feel really good about the day.  Tomorrow, I'll get to spend time with Ellie and Holly--we share birthdays in August and have celebrated together for years, and then knit with friends!  Yep, life is  good--something I never thought I'd say again.  I know this is an odd picture to go with this post but I took that in the Yukon 3 years ago and I've always liked it.  So there!   that's it for now....

Reading and....

If you haven't read "The Help" by Kathryn Stockett, you should.  It's really good but it's also quite disturbing.  I'm listening to an audio version and I've got to tell you that I'm overwhelmed.  I love it. 

I don't know why I turn on the tv, there's really nothing to watch.

I think I'm caught in one of those hamster wheels running in circles.  I don't want to go to work, I don't want to stay home.  When I'm at work I keep thinking of all the stuff I need to do when I get home and when I get here all I want to do is sleep.  The houe is a mess.  Not a disaser but a mess.  I'm not tripping over trash or anything like that. I still can't see the top of my dining table but it's getting closer.  Life has just been such chaos since the day Richard ran away and the events following that defining moment.  Sometimes I wonder if there's a parallel universe and people are watching me on tv?!  I'm tired and grieving I guess.  I probably should go for some grief counseling. 

Ever since I broke my leg last year and spent 4 months in 1. a cast, 2. a boot, and 3. a splint my other knee and leg have hurts like crazy.  The cast, boot and splint mad walking a very uneven process and that's when it started and it just hasn't ever gone away.  Odd but quite uncomfortable. 

Let's see if I can think of anything else to complain about?  nope that's it for now! 

Talents I didn't know

I just discovered that I am "bi-stitchual".  Is that not the coolest thing.  I didn't even knbow this word existed.  It means I can knit and crochet both.  That's like being double-jointed which I am that too, but I was born that way and I had to learn how to be bistitchual. 

I like to make up new words.  For example lupper is when you have a meal in the middle of the afternoon instead of lunch and supper.  Lupper.  One can eat only two meals a day if they have brunch and lupper instead of breakfast, lunch and dinner.  Oddly enough I can't think of other words I've made up.  I suspect that I use them often enough that they no longer seem made up to me!  I know there's a web site where you can see new words made up by other people but I've lost it.  If anyone knows what it is let me know.  It was really fun to read. 

Still knitting on "Spring is in the Air".  I've got to pay better attention to my pattern.  I leave out yo's or drop stitches and have to tink back and re-knit.  I guess I've only been working on it for about a month but it seems like forever. 

And doing a little wedding planning.  They're doing most of their own planning but I get to help a little bit.