No Good Title is Coming to Me….

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Well, I got some knitting done today. At least an inch added to my socks. Which, you know, is a good thing . . .

Except that I did all of that while at the dentist. Fun, fun! I was there for two hours, but at least half an hour of that was me just sitting there, knitting, while he took care of another patient, since my tooth-repair was taking longer than he expected.

Like I said, fun, fun.

My socks look great, though. Basic socks in STR “Harlotty.” I love the colors, love the feel of the yarn, and really can’t wait until they’re done. Except, um, I’d rather not continue adding to them like I did today, you know? My dentist and his staff are wonderful people and I like them quite a bit, but . . . not at their office (grin).

Let’s see, so what else? I forgot to tell you yesterday, that I baked a cake. A pound cake, which is one of my favorites, even if no-one else in the family really likes it. So, whenever I DO make one, I make a berry sauce to go with it–to make it palatable for the others.

Well, yesterday, I got distracted. I put the frozen berries in a pot on the stove, walked away, and . . . kind of forgot to come back until Mom said, “Do I smell raspberries?” Um . . . oops! I hurried downstairs and took a look . . . Really, I should have grabbed my camera, but it was a little more important to reach for the paper towels. The berries–luckily I hadn’t added sugar yet–had not only overflowed, but they’d managed to spit all over the stove. There was berry-colored juice on the burner, on the backsplash, on the garbage pail next to the stove. And, naturally, when I started to wipe it off, it spilled down the front of the stove to the floor. And, you know, berries stain, right? Naturally, at that very precise moment, Mom walked in. You know, how parents do? When you’ve made a mess and just before you have a chance to clean up, when it’s at its very messiest?

I did get it all cleaned up, nothing was irreparably stained, and luckily the sauce wasn’t ruined, but . . . such a mess! And, well, you can see why I didn’t dawdle to snap pictures. Mom commented that it looked like the stove was bleeding, poor thing . . .

Oh, and yes, the yarn my half-done socks are sitting on IS the peach-colored yarn that was in yesterday’s picture. So pretty, and softer than I expected it to be.

8 Responses to “No Good Title is Coming to Me….”

  1. i hope the tooth is all better!

  2. Getting dental work sucks! I hope you’re all fixed up and don’t need to go back. Hurray! The sauce wasn’t ruined. I have that problem too. I have learned to either not walk away (and be bored out of my mind), or set the timer for 10 minutes or whatever seems reasonable so that I will be reminded that I have something going on the stove!

  3. was it the crown?

    i love pound cake. i think i’ll have to get out my new KITCHENAID MIXER! yes, you read that right, lol.

    have you ever toasted pound cake? it gets all crispy crunchy on the outside, and soft and buttery on the inside. yum! good thing i’ve got lots of butter in the freezer!

  4. two hours at the dentist… ugh.. many thoughts of sympathy go out to you. thank god for knitting.

  5. Those no title in mind days are rough. But is your tooth all better now?! The socks are looking really good.

  6. I hope your tooth repair is in its final stages… :o (

  7. You’ve made a good deal out of dental work, to bring the knitting. Hope it’s feeling better.

  8. Gaaaaah! What a day. Those poor berries… and your teeth… I think I would have gone to bed early. ;-)