Tuesday, December 05, 2006

Bloody, buggering, pig-fucking hell.

That one's for the profanity afficionados I've got around here.

The husbeast just called. He's got leave for Christmas.

It's official. I've got to finish these damn scarves. By the 20th.

Fuck.

6 comments:

Bells said...

You'll do it! You know you will. Maybe the adrenalin rush will take your mind off the migraines!

Sheepish Annie said...

Dang it! Oh well...you've got mad skills. I'm feeling good about this!

debsnm said...

Only a knitter would be upset that Christmas is apparently coming early this year - I'm sorry!

Maggie said...

How long will he be gone for? How sad that you can't be together on Christmas :(

Julie said...

Oh, sorry, I guess I wasn't clear enough.

Getting leave is like getting a vacation. It means we're for sure going to Ohio for the holidays. We had been discussing staying home, and I was liking the sound of not having to drive 28 hours round-trip. With a baby. And possibly a cat.

But this way I see my family. Even if I do have to give them presents. Haha.

Maggie said...

Wow. I am not very smart at all...

Haha aw well, it will be a very merry christmas then. Worse comes to worse you can give people a present still on the needles (I've done it before). And then knit it while they call you every five minutes asking you if it's done.. .