Lazy Day #8

Today is my last day of being off work for awhile. I had an eight day stretch of down time. I work three 12-hour shifts a week, i.e., six 12-hour shifts in a two week pay period. So this past pay period I grouped my six days together so I would have eight days off from work. I loved it, and certainly plan on doing it from time to time. It's like a mini-vacation. The only bad thing is day number 8 when you wake up and realize that tomorrow you have to return to cranky patients, stressed out nurses and arrogant doctors. Enough whining!!!! Anyhoo, let me show you how I spent morning number 8.

I spent the morning, smelling the flowers in the cool, brisk air ...





Then I went inside to spin...



Then I flopped on the couch to take a quick nap, and Mr. Effer snapped this picture. I can't believe I am posting this awful picture, but since he double-dog dared me.... I just have to! He wanted to show everyone my rough life!!!
And my buddy, Sammy, is sad because Mommy has to work tomorrow....

Toodles and have a fibery day!

Friday Night!!!

Friday night was a hoot!!! Mia (Stoned Knitter) came over and we got our spinning wheels turning. I can't believe how beautiful she spins even while under the influence of .... well, whatever! There's nothing better than spinning, sipping and eating banana cake. Mia went bananas over the cake. I would share the recipe with you, but I would have to ask Sam's Club for the recipe. One of these days Karin is going to convert me into being a great cook chef and hostess.

So we spun, and spun, and spun... all evening in fact. It was great.





The yarn isn't talking to me yet, so I'm not sure what it will be.... maybe a shawl.

On the knitting front, I'm working on the Never Ending Afghan for my nephew, Robert.



When he was here visiting this summer, he asked me for an afghan in red, white and blue. I chose navy, cream and cranberry. Close enough! The yarn is Utopia by Reynolds. It is the only acrylic that I really like. Now that I'm this far into the afghan, I wished I would have knitted it in a superwash wool. Oh well.... Although living in Missouri, he doesn't need a heavy duty afghan.

So that's Friday night in a nut shell. Oh don't worry about Mia, Mr. Effer picked her up and took her home so she wouldn't have to drive under the influence. He knows she is a very, very bad girl!