Gotta Go to Guild!

Last night was The Halton Hands in Motion Knitting and Crocheting Guild ("The Georgetown Group"). I've been going since Sept 2000, and I wish I had joined sooner. I missed most of last year because of Megan, so it's great to be going again. So great infact, that I won the door prize! Six (and almost one more) balls of Elann's Quechua (Alpaca/Tencel, DK weight) in a periwinkle blue, and almost two balls of Elann's Uros (llama/wool, aran) in a deep turquoise. Enough of the Quechua to make a tank top sort of top (but not enough for the wrap sweater in the new knitty.com).

Their names should have been Murphy. My kids. King/Queen of 'Murphy's Law'. Lucy decided she wanted to wear underpants to bed like her cousin Abby. Lucy is a heavy wetter at night! I tried to reason with her--Princess Panty ('GoodNights') for 3 nights, and if she was dry then she could do the underpants thing. Nope, no way, panties or nothing. She was DRY! For two or three nights. Then, for whatever reason, Daddy got her in a Princess Panty. She didn't sleep well. She argues/cries/talks in her sleep alot. At 6:30 (I was up at 5:40 with Megan, then Rob gets up at 6:00), she wakes up with WET pants and WET bed!! With a diaper on! So she gets in bed with me. Starts to chat. Tell her it's still sleep time. She starts coughing. And coughing. Finally, I fell back to sleep from 6:50 to 7:05, and in those 15 minutes, had a dream about flying a helicopter (although I wasn't actually flying it, there didn't seem to be anyone), there was another one above us and it had something hanging from a long rope....and it was too close to us and I knew that when helicopters crash it's not a good thing and I was trying to figure out how not to crash a helicopter I was not flying....and I woke up :)