Do I really need to tell you that our song didn't get chosen for American Idol? You'd have known if it was. Oh well. Go vote for those steaming piles that beat us anyway.
In knitting we have the following:
I'd be getting a lot more done on the Ruffled Surplice if I could get it to stop texting Krissy's Roza's socks. They're BFF (best fiber friends) because they come from the same magazine issue. In all seriousness (because knitting is serious stuff, people), this is a really fun knit so far! It's flying along, nothing like Senor's sweater at all. Hefty size 9 needles, nice KFI cashmerino yarn, lots of germs woven right in... well, it's almost a really fun knit. The pattern has a lot of "at the same time" in it, which makes keeping track of myself in my roid rage haze a bit difficult, but so far it seems to be coming out the right shape. I can't wait to wear it now that it's a ZILLION DEGREES OUT! Doh!!
And for Viejo Fuerte, a tree update:
It's hardly lush, but it's alive and it appears to be thriving. Some of those old dead leaves just won't fall off, though.
The thumbs are also good. I'm such a productive member of the human race.
NOW STOP DISTRACTING ME, I'M WORKING!!!!
Woah, that was just the steroids talking... We're all good, I swear.