Ch ch ch ch changes..........

HiDeeDiddlyho there blogger neighbor, How is ya?

Me?

Oh I'm just dandy. Love bug season is here at full throttle and it's amazing. These orange and black little things swarm like silent ticklish locusts. You have to wait for night fall to suck em up with a vacuum cleaner. Seriously, the floor is a moving black carpet of oddness. And the windows. We wont even talk about the nervous breakdown my chihuahua had in trying to 'get em all'. Poor thing is exhausted.
Made a discovery about moth balls. If you stick one in each window at sunset, absolutely zero bugs and the like will try to sneak in for some late night necking. That was a tremendous score on the bug war as anorexic pterodons (mosquitoes gigantus) were doing there very best to relieve us of all excess blood. The excess was measured by their own charts and I fully believe they were a bunch of liars. Blood sucking lier's. Snort. This also had amazing effects on the moths of doom from my prievious post. Oh, and Mothra came to visit me. She was the size of cheeseburger. No kidding. EEEKK!

I've finished my log cabin blanket that was started back in Feb at Jessie's! Yay me! Whoot! I immediately started on another and lo' and behold, with no internets to distract me, I'm already done. 10 days y'all. I thought long and hard for about 6.2 seconds and came to the astounding revelation that if I stop saying I finished the second blankie in 10 days and instead go buy more skeins of the same yarn, I can increase the size of the throw to a heave and wont look quite as much like I have time management issues when it comes to my online time. heh.
So now I can honestly declare that I am only halfway through my second log cabin blanket of goodness.
I've finished my fall harvest socks and begun the blue moon socks of my own design. Mostly lifted from other patterns....maybe I should call em my Frankenstein socks since I just used the bits of others pieces to mad scientist these together? It's a thought. Only they are blue..not green and I'm a simple person who will easily forget why I called em Frankenstein socks when they are really not a monstrosity at all and quite lovely if I do say so myself........

As for Himself. Well once again all we thought was going to happen has flaked out and changed completely. The boat job did a weird thing and now he is doing what we always said he wasn't going to do: Go work on the road. As in gone from the homestead days at a time...sometimes weeks. however, it just could not be denied anymore and he is now a private contractor finally making the money he deserves. My new job has me scheduling things for us to do as a family when he is home, focusing on the quality over the quantity. In a bizarre twist, we were both relieved when we finally stopped fighting this employment direction. I didn't even realise how much we were fighting it until we stopped. Crazy.

We made it

Well last Sunday we loaded the kiddos into the assorted vehicles at 3 AM and rolled out of Detroit. All those rains that closed down the highway in Ohio and caused massive flooding were directly over us. Thankfully we managed to remain on the lead of the storms and avoided all the craziness.....unless you count the craziness that was inside the car. Lil Princess was absolutely convinced that the car seat of doom was out to get her. Mad as a wet hen about that.
21 hours later we rolled into the Bay House exhausted but very glad to have made it injury free. At one point in Ohio my eyes were falling out of my head so we pulled over to have a power nap. About 12 hours after that we pulled into another rest stop in Alabama so Himself could take the same power nap.
For the record, I really do not like Red Bull. Starbucks double shot espresso however is a fabulous beverage.
After a brief sleep we got right back up to go unload the moving truck into storage and then my Mister had to go BACK up to Cincinnati. ugh. He stopped in Birmingham to get some real sleep at least.
The little kids are wondering at what the heck is going on. One day ALL these people from church showed up and stole everything in their house, then they had to drive for a million years, and now they are at that place they kinda know from vacation in July, but their Daddy is totally missing. Very confusing. The older boys are totally bummed that their schoolbooks survived the move, and on top of that, mom even remembered to bring them and not put them in storage. Muhuwahahahahahaa

Still no internets for me really (today I'm at my moms) and I'm getting piles of knitting done. Now for the bad news. One hundred umpitty million moths got into my stash at some point during the move. One the upside I have a ginormous upright freezer that all the yarn went into as soon as the moths were found...on the downside, I have no idea what to do. I'm really very sad. We have no local yarn shops down here (hellloooo business opportunity I hear ya knocking) and without my internets, I got no way to replenish once I figure out what the moth damage ends up being. Dirty little scumbags. My gut tells me it's the PW cardigan that got the worst of it (sob)

And how are YOU?

D-Day

Okay y'all.

Today we load the truck. This will be my last post for awhile.

Keep us in your prayers, and have a Blessed Day.