I've been wound up all afternoon. Antsy, jittery, restless. Happy and all but wound up. Wired. I stayed up and caught most of The Lakehouse with hottie Keanu Reeves and Sandra Bullock. It's a love story but sort of bizarre. I missed the first part, which would have been helpful to see. Apparently the two correspond some how through time. She lives two years in the future although their paths crossed several times. Strange. So I watched that until almost 3 a.m. and then over slept--woke up at 10 til 8.
The movie did make me want to read Persuasion by Jane Austen though. I'm a total sucker for the unrequited love story.
The Boys are at Scouts and The Girl is playing her recorder. I could pick up the house or do something productive but I don't think that's going to help. I need more yarn to crochet The Hub's blanket. I realized last night that it really is way to wide for a blanket, guess that's what happens when you don't follow a pattern.
The Girl has learned to knit, pretty impressive. She's knitted a few scarves actually. Maybe she could teach me.
I think the weekend went well. Saturday night was fun. I still do not understand why we always congregate in my kitchen where there are only four chairs instead of the den. Maybe it's because it's more fluid. Like if we were in the den we'd all just be sitting around staring at each other? I don't know. What do other people do at their parties? I can't wait for it to warm up so we can have something outside, use the fire pit and roast marshmallows or something.
Donut's wedding shower is Sat. at my house. I can't believe the wedding is only a few months away. It seems like we just started working together yesterday. She's such a private person so I won't go on and on about her but I am incredibly happy for her and excited for her to have babies so I can be an "aunt." : ) She better let me be in the room or close by when they're born!!! No, she's not pregnant I'm just getting ahead of myself.
My mind works that way a lot, sometimes making it difficult for people to follow my train of thought I think.
I wonder what Stephen King does when he gets wound up?