Drats! August 24, 2004
I just got a chance to sit down and look at the photos Hub and I took on our little “whirlwind weekend” . . . and there just aren’t any I want to show you! All the pics we took are of places that have some significance to us, and nobody else. Grrr. Of course, Hub has worked on a couple that might be interesting, but I just don’t have the photoshop skills yet.
So, in lieu of pictures of Jefferson, TX, here are a couple photos of the cats:
Abby, looking sweet and not as if she’s about to beg to be fed. Again. For the seventh time today.

And Cloey, playing with a ballpoint pen (one of her favorite toys) . . .

Incidentallly, we have few pens in the house that don’t sport many little fangmarks!
Ah, knitting. Well, the Olympics are still kicking my ass — we just can’t seem to catch up!
So, Discosock Deux is moving right along . . . I’ve turned the heel and am working on the gusset decreases. I would be done with DD if I didn’t have to hit the buttons on the TiVo remote so often to skip through beach volleyball and table tennis and such. I’m almost glad the swimming is done (in my world, anyway, which is a few days behind reality), because that means that I’m making headway with all this sport!
Big Boring Brown, on the other hand, is not going anywhere right now — except marinating in the bottom of my knitting bag. I think I’m just in the zone with that sock, so as soon as it’s done, BBB will come back out to play.