April 26, 2012

I Shall Knit Myself a Robe of Nerdiness

So I've been knitting a lot lately. It has turned into an obsession. Every night while I'm watching TV I've been knitting, which is better than stuffing my face with food. Well, less fattening anyway. Not necessarily better.

I made a hat that would fit my cat if she didn't flip out every time 
I tried to put it on her. Come on, kiki, wear the hat!

I also made this, which I hoped would look like
Hermione's Hat in Deathly Hallows Part I. Fail.

I also made Harry Potter scarves. Now that I've been sorted in Pottermore (Ravenclaw!!!), I'm going to be making more scarves and hats and things. Maybe a Doctor Who scarf (Tom Baker era) and a TARDIS scarf. And because too many people are having babies I thought I could try to make baby blankets or something useful... though not as fun as Harry Potter or Doctor Who stuff.

Oh! Idea! Baby blankets in Hogwarts house colors! I'm totally doing that. Nobody steal my idea! OK, you can steal my idea...

April 14, 2012

Science!

I like science a lot more than I used to. Of course when I was in school I didn't get to see awesome science experiments. I had to know why something is the way it is. Example: Why is the sky blue? Why is there color? etc. I wasn't interested at the time, though I am now. I would have been a lot more excited about science though if Steve Spangler was my science teacher. He makes science awesome... plus he blows stuff up!


Check out his youtube channel, The Spangler Effect!

April 13, 2012

The Husband and His Cleaning Crankiness

My husband tends to get cranky when he has to clean anything. I don't blame him... I get plenty cranky myself. He, on the other hand, also gets annoying. It's the time he complains about my hoarding of clothes I hope to fit into again eventually (I can't let go of my favorite skinny clothes) and when I'm pretty sure he wants to throw out any of the "memory" type things I tend to keep.

No, I don't care what you say, I DO need my car sized box of pictures and concert tickets. They're MEMORIES!

How my husband looks when he has to clean
When he starts complaining all I can do is roll my eyes. As long as he doesn't touch my stuff. If he throws out anything of mine war will be declared.