I Know this Site...

I happened to be checking my "Favorites" online and noticed this site... it seemed familiar... and after further investigation I realized- this is my blog! I remember now.

It's been almost a month since I last posted (oops!) so instead of trying to catch up on everything, I thought I'd mention two exciting events in the last week.

One:
My last package from my Secret Pal arrived!



It had such nice treats, like a case for long knitting needles, a photo album, AND a bag of dog treats.


Barkley thanks you.

Best of all, however, was the hank of- wait for it- White Willow sock yarn! It's her Tiffany Blue Box colorway and I cannot describe how GORGEOUS this yarn is.



That picture is a sad testament to this yarn's beauty. I don't know if I'll be able to knit with it. It might be kept strictly for admiring/rubbing against my cheek purposes.

Thank you,Pal! Or, as I now know, thank you, Catherine! You can find her blog here.

She was a lovely, thoughtful secret pal and this has definitely been my best swap experience. Catherine, it was a treat!

I finished the socks for my Pal and her gift is- thankfully- now winging it's way across the ocean to Australia.



I've not been quite so much a lovely, thoughtful pal, but luckily my Giftee is a lovely, understanding person.

Two:
We saw Transformers this week. Twice. The Hubba's life is officially complete.

That's not an exaggeration. I don't think I can capture the amount of build-up around this movie in our household, except to say I've heard about it everyday, several times a day, for about a year now.

Luckily, it lived up to and went beyond all expectation. It actually is a fun film and the Transformers are surprisingly life-like and believable. And funny. Funny robots, who knew?

The only touch-and-go moment happened at the first showing we saw- Monday night, premiere night, of course. There were some rowdy pre-teens in the crowd, who were not enthralled and who chose to chatter through the previews and the first few minutes of the film. No amount of unpleasant looks from those around us or the guy cracking his knuckles a few seats away seemed to help. The Hubba, five minutes in, with his eyes cast straight at the screen, announced in an everyday, conversational tone, "I will kill people." The theater was nicely quiet after that. I started to get the devotion of the crowd when none of them moved seats, but instead gave The Hubba grateful looks and some softly spoken "thanks." I realized, they might not give a damn about Star Wars, but, people, don't mess with their Autobots.

This is not my last post for the year. Honest. This weekend is the kick-off of Dave '07, so I'm thinking I might have a word or two to say about that. Also, we've had some exciting upheaval behind-the-scenes in the Knitter Household that I plan to post about in the next day or two. I'm betting that's almost enough to lure my five readers back...

Lovely Thursday to you all!