Happy Monday!

So it was a good weekend. XT and I went to see Brokeback Mountain on Saturday. Wow, that was an excellent movie, but boy did I feel sad afterwards. I have to say that it was fantastic to see XT since it had been like forever. Of course, we referred to the movie as Gay Cowboys Eating Pudding (tm Cartman). How could we not? Then I got to go home and be alone in my house. It was delicious. I accomplished nothing and felt no guilt about not doing chores. G had taken the girls to the Cal basketball game so I had some free hours. I need to plan for more.

Yesterday, I went to see my dealer and came home with new goodies. There was a sale. I'm going to be ambitious and try to knit this sweater for my little Bug. Of course, I'm currently in the middle of a hat and a scarf and have the yarn for my next project after that. I think the sweater might move up in the rotation, though. We shall see.

Bug has learned to pull herself up to stand. And she's crawling everywhere. It's so nice to see her crawling down the hallway when someone gets home. But it also means I really had better babyproof the house.

Apparently, I Live in the Wrong Place

I guess there was a reason I took two years of Italian in college.

You Belong in Rome

You're a big city girl with a small town heart Which is why you're attracted to the romance of Rome Strolling down picture perfect streets, cappuccino in hand And gorgeous Italian men - could life get any better?

What City Do You Belong In?

Yet Another Reason Why I Hate People

I have been following this story in the San Francisco Chronicle for the last few days and it makes me physically ill. They got a sitter for the dogs, but didn't get one for their children? Are you kidding me? Those children are way too young to be home alone, even for a short while. Doof just turned 12 (I can't believe I am stepmom to a 12 year old) and I would NEVER think to leave her home alone overnight that young.

It just kills me to read stories of people who don't understand how lucky they are to have little ones.