Because I finally unloaded the camera.
But first, thanks to all of you who left such kind comments about my health commentary and how helpful it is. I've always thought, the only point to living through really nasty shit is to help others get through it, too. So, it's good to know my experiences have sort of been useful. I hope that made sense.
First, Goob photos. The other day it was warm, and so I put her in one of her lighter dresses. It's her 'bananina dress' (ballerina dress). So I got the camera and asked her to dance.
So she did.
Will I be sent straight to hell if I admit she reminds me of Deider and Hans on Sprokets? "UND NOW, VE DANCE!!!"
I looked and looked for video of Dieder, but couldn't find anything. But I did find footage of Mike Myers dancing, which sums it up fairly well. Same general idea. (He starts channeling the Goober - or she starts channeling him - at around the thirty second mark. Except the Goob doesn't do tits and cigarettes.) And this, which is totally unrelated but amusing.
The other day, I was laying in the recliner feeling like an elephant had stomped my head into a mudhole, and asked the Goober to please be quiet and good because I didn't feel right. Next thing I knew?
She wanted me to bring her a drink. Am I the only one who is reminded of Elizabeth Taylor as Cleopatra, with that pose?
...yeah, pretty sure I'm not hallucinating that.
At the moment, the Goober is watching Scooby Doo and singing the theme song. Except she thinks it's all about her, and is singing "Goobie Goobie Goo, where are you?"
Otherwise, the knitting looks the same as it did the last ten times I posted photos.
I swear I'm posting different photos. Really. For refrence, that's a thirty inch long circular needle in there, and I'm pretty sure you could fit up past two thousand stitches on it, at least with lace weight. (NO. I am not going to try and see.) I think I'm also up around three thousand (THOUSAND) yards of yarn. I have surpassed my own lunacy. Before this the biggest medallion I knit went up to about 110 rounds, had 1200 stitches at once, and used about 1300 yards of thread. Once you hit the 150 round point, these things start sucking yarn like a black hole.
And the cat? We had an electrical storm the other night (two lightning strikes within about 1000 yards - from the sound of it both bolts hit the river). Sekhmet's solution has been to sleep on my head for the last two days. She's a Hawaiian kitty; they don't have much thunder or lightning in Hawaii. So, anyway, we're both pretty tired now. But she looks sillier.
She does too. Does. Does. SHE DOES TOO LOOK SILLIER.