Halloween and Carbide

Happy belated Halloween! The hubbs and I had a blast at a party last night. We weren't sure of what to dress up as, but I was thinking that a pirate theme might be a good idea-that way I could get him to be excited about dressing up also. The Halloween store that we went to had 3 different female pirate costumes- 2 of which were lame and the other was $75, not counting any accessories. Wha wha. We decided to be a witch and a witch doctor. Check us out!

Also, since Carbide has been hurting with his shoulder and hips and kind of confined to our apartment, he has been acting up. A lot. He is generally only an occasional chewer, but in the past week he has chewed something up every single time that we have left the apartment. A couple of days ago I went to the grocery store, and when I came back I saw that he had gotten into the garbage. My bad for not taking it out before I left-especially since it had his two favorite things in the world in it; coffee grounds and banana peels. Unfortunately, the grounds were still wet, and when he dragged them onto the carpet... they reflected their natural dyeing properties. I was scrubbing coffee stains out for a while, and now that the carpet has dried, I think that I need to go back in. But that isn't even the worst of it. The very next day when I went out to run errands, I came back to find that Carbide had gotten into my swim bag. He chewed up my soap (one of his other favorites). Then I saw pink plastic pieces on the carpet, so I thought that he chewed up my scissors. After a second I realized that in fact, he had chewed up my razor! I was horrified! What kind of crazed mutt would chew up a razor?! He also chewed up the actual razor part-and in a panic I was about to call the vet to ask what we should do, when I noticed something shiny on our carpet.

Oh yeah. It's what you think it is. Our brilliant dog managed to chew all of the white plastic around these razor blades off of them, eat them, and leave these behind. I couldn't believe it. I am thankful that he didn't eat them, but still couldn't believe it. I am looking forward to his orthopedic appointment on Friday. Hopefully we can get started with a solution to his joint problems so we can get back to our normal life.


Also, I was successful in talking my mother into wanting the pretty sweater. The problem was what I suspected-she thought that it would be too difficult and so she tried to convince me that she wanted the very simple and basic sweater. I told her that for the longest time I was scared to do any color work, so I did only cables, and I am pretty much the cable master. She thought that she wanted thick cotton because it is less hot than wool. I explained to her that you can't go too think with cotton because, though it isn't a super warm fiber, it is very heavy and will stretch the garment vertically. As for wool, it doesn't have to be super warm and scratchy; it can be thin and soft. For yarn, I chose Elsebeth Lavold's Silky wool in white, which has already arrived from Paradise Fibers (I LOVE that store!), but the pattern is still en route.

It seems pretty likely that the Navy will be giving me the boot. The hubs is dragging me to a veterans job fair this Wednesday. He decided that I should have a suit for it so it will be more professional. I went to Express and got the cutest skirt suit! It is actually kind of sexy, in a very conservative and professional way! I'll include a picture next time.

I finished my sister Erin's snowboarder scarf. I'll need the hubs to snap that picture, though, so I'll have to include that next time as well.


And finally, I am finished with the first of my dad's argyle socks. They are coming along better than the ones that I made for Jaimie, which were my first attempt at color work, but they are still pretty rough. I made some mistakes while knitting the pattern (which is pretty impressive since it is about the easiest pattern on the Earth) and I really had a bear of a time sewing the seams. I seemed to (haha) mess up the pattern. But I guess you can get away with mistakes like this when you are making it for your parents. If he liked painted rocks as paperweights for Father's Day, hopefully he will like jacked up argyle socks.