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Any holiday is a good holiday when nobody ends up in tears of distress. Sweetie and I had a simple pork roast with baked potatoes and a waldorf salad sort of, I think. Apple, raisins, shredded carrots and cabbage, sour cream and I-talian dressing (my secret ingredient in many a dish, let me tell ya.) No celery. (Hi, Larry!) It was really nice, just the two of us.

He went shopping today. I was shocked! Shocked, I tell you! He asked if I wanted to go and I said, "Not no, but hell no." Said he saw all the Kingsley women, all of them, at the mall. I, being the psycho anti-social freak that I am, would have run in the opposite direction, but Sweetie is not misnamed. He chit-chatted with them and listened to their stories and a good time was had by all.

Later, we went to Marengo to visit Sharon's AlterKnit Universe. Very clever name, yes? The Universe is still being renovated, but is a way cool space. I am so glad it is not me involved.

The shawl is complete! I wore it today. Here is detail of the ruffle. I wanted a deeper ruffle but in the end, I got tired and quit. It weighs 15 ounces.

Yeah, round is nice, but I think I like my square ones better. They fit my shoulders more gracefully. And also every other row is plain. But the whole point of this shawl was to be a sampler of Fuzzarelly Fibers

Murgie had his way with Lucy yesterday. Bunny porn - I mean, I did feel like a voyeur. We'll just see. Here he is resting.

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Hello kids! I have another Murgatroyd story to tell.

Murgie went missing the other night. Where was that little dickens? I found him and here is his route.

From the kitchen, he traversed the pantry, the laundry room and bathroom, went down a hall a bit, nibbled the edges of the back living room and ended up in my studio aka junk room. He was under my big ass loom, playing with Millie.

I snagged the little shit and held him close, and I felt him stiffen with pique. Taking him back to his place, I could tell he was pissed because his little adventure had been cut short. He even nibbled my arm just a bit to let me know how unhappy he was. Here he is hiding behind the cabinet in the kitchen.

I wish I could let him go wherever he pleased, but until he is litter trained, I just can't. Bunny pee is awful. It reeks. It can remove paint. However, his potty training is going well, and he uses the paper almost exclusively. By removing the rug by the couch, I limited his mobility and therefore, his ability to pee on same. (Hardwood floors are not easy for crippled bunnies to navigate.) I have begun to leave him out of his cage all the time. I still love that little guy so much! (Even with his sometimes grumpy behavior.)

Late at night, he and Millie play and roam as far as they can. I shut the bathroom door so they can't get to the studio.

Hi, remember the studio? I have made more progress by moving all wool and fiber upstairs in what we cleverly call the basement. Wow. What a difference. It is now a room in which a person can move.

The shawl is almost done! There are about 700 stitches on the 36" circulars and it is crowded. I want a ruffle around the edge which means big increases. I should have a photo of some sort this week.

Are you as surprised as I am that it is almost Thanksgiving? I haven't heard boo from my three brothers as to family plans, (maybe I wouldn't go but it is nice to be asked,) but I have several invites from friends. I don't know what Sweetie and I will do.

And to end, a drawing by friend Haleigh.

MURGATROYD AND MILLIE

Milly the Barn Cat (now also Indoor!) had her comeuppance today. She was raised with bunnies, and must think of them as her slow siblings. She loves to chase the two ground pounders in the barn. She also loves to torment Murgie in the house. I always thought it was funplaying, even though the cat has real claws and teeth. Well, Murgie also has teeth, and after a particularly vicious ambush by Millie, nipped her hard enough that Millie "yeeeowwed" and disappeared for several hours. Every body is fine! And I am glad to know that Murgie has at least some defense against bad guys.

Right now, the couch cushion covers are in the wash. Ah, the sweet stench of bunny pee, takes me back to ole Virginiee. Also had to take the area rug out, as that is another favorite marking area. He does use his cage for his business, and is getting real good at using the paper, too. I just have to break him from peeing on the couch. Murgie is very sneaky and knows that I don't like it, but it's as though he is addicted and can't help himself. On the bright side, he doesn't pee anywhere else.

The new medz are working quite well, thank you very much. That pesky inner dead feeling is gone, the force of gravity has been cut in half (at least) and I have the energy to DO STUFF. And a good thing, too, as the weather here in not the cheeriest. Grey skies, spits of drizzle, about 45 degrees.

My knitting has been focused on the shawl, as I am about 80 rows from home. Well - there is a border - but still, an end is in sight. I look longingly at the sock yarn that like a siren, calls my name. I put wax in my ears (is that what that is?) and continue to knit the shawl.

Here is a picture of a local cat, age about 6 months, grey and white, no tail (just a bloody stump.) A stray. If you need or just want another feline in your household, drop me a line.

O Frabjous Day, Halloo Hallay!

By now, the giddiness of the election has worn off and one has to live with the reality. And the hope.

Hope that the poor, sick and needy will be helped.

Hope that the evangels will read their bibles and return to a more christ-like behavior.

Hope that diplomacy, not arms, can cure the morass in Iraq.

And Hope, the hope that springs eternal, for better days.

Fiber content: Work is continuing apace on the new and improved angora blend shawl. I am almost to the end of the yarn from the first, lamented attempt. I am so happy with the new one! I reckon that I have another 120 rounds to finish, and I am spinning more yarn and that is fun. With spinning, unless it is silk, one sees one's progress right away, and that can be a good thing.

The weather here is quite nice for November in almost Kentucky. But everyone that I speak to says that it will be a bad winter. Cold and snowy. Yippee!!! More spinning and knitting time!!!

The medz seem to be working. Preventafit has pretty much ended the Hot Flashes from Hell. Wow and Wow. It has also helped lighten the gravity that has been dragging me down. The Enthusiastimine has made me feel human again!! Less marsupial. I have even been cleaning the house! (Alert the media!)

The Bitch is Back!

more MURGATROYD!

So, anyway. Let's start with a Murgie picture, to set a happy mood.

But here's the news. I have started additional medz this past week.

(backstory)I never had kids, but if I had, I would have tried for natural childbirth. There I was, suffering through hot flashes From Hell for two years. But I give up. The doc prescribed Preventafit. Also am taking an additional happy-type pill, Enthusiastimene.

Physically, I am feeling much better, thank you. That shellfish reaction was so unexpected - it whopped me up side the head when I wasn't looking! Whop! The medz were severe, too. It has taken the last month to get all the toxins out of my system.

Remember my latest shawl that I was so proud of, made from handspun angora blends in a variety of colors? When I had it off the needles and I could see it laid out flat, I decided that it was much too dense. Also, the colors and the pattern were at odds - it was too much. I chose to rip. It didn't take very long. Here is the ball of yarn. I am past the lime green yarn in my new shawl. It is Elizabeth Zimmerman's Pi shawl, mostly. I'll have a picture of it later because right now, it is a mere sack on 24" circulars. I am using size 8s this time; I used 6s on the first one. I am very happy with drape and hand of this one.

Let's end, shall we, with another Murgie picture. Here he is, lounging in Helena Handbasket's arms. Helena paid an all-too brief visit to lovely Laconia the other day. (Hi!) (See, you guys, I DO too have friends!)

All the buns are just fine. I like being close, real close, to each of them. I like getting to know each one. Today, I clipt Percival and Stewart (aka Stew Pot.) Both of them started off okay, sitting still and being quiet - but then they'd get feisty and they were both big ass pains.

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