SOCK HOP - Day 25
Clearly Julia Roberts was insane. (We'll forgive him for those leather pants.)
I'm too lazy to scan my progress on Sirdar Highlander #1 Redux so you'll have to trust me when I say I'm 6 decreases away from the downhill slide to the toe. Funny thing. The tweedy yarn actually looks better in plain stockinette than it did in that half-baked cable. The texture actually did nothing for the yarn, something that surprised me.
Then again, what doesn't surprise me these days? The roofing guys finally showed up. (It's only been two months.) Goldisox says it's like living on Neptune but without the 1000 mph winds. We are draped in blue. Blue sunshine streams through our windows. I woke up around 7:30 (not something I plan to make a habit of) and thought I was having a bad reaction to Viagra. (Joke. I promise that's a joke!) We are definitely (with apologies to George Gershwin) a Rhapsody in Blue around here and it is freaking me out. The noise level is beyond description and I have a fairly high tolerance for aural chaos. (I live with parrots. If I didn't have a fairly high tolerance I'd be in a rubber room by now.) Right now they're scraping away the old roof (don't you love technical terms?) and hauling the new shingles up the side of the house. It sounds like we have giant angry mice up there stomping around. Mice with clawfoot hammers.
I think it's time to get out the headphones.