I have done a marathon viewing of True Blood…and now I’m all caught up and for the love of god, they’d damn well better be filming season 3.

I got to attend (sarcasm) a meeting about my future with my company: the good news is I have options, the bad news is that many of the options aren’t good. At least I’ll still have a job, but man, the severance and unemployment option sounds really good too.

Thanks to Liz (you can find her virtual shop at madeinlowell in Etsy), I bought felting needles and in merely a half hour turned out a perfectly round felt bead from one variety of the many dyed pieces of wool roving the girls and I made this past weekend.

I’m better than halfway done with my skully sweater back: seven more inches…story of my life.

OLPM’s “other” is headed back out on Sunday: the irony is that I’m actually getting along better with him than anyone else in the house, except the children, who think of him as a playmate. He’s the reck of a smart man, and it makes me sad.

this weekend brings apple picking, painting the craft-room (which is currently our bedroom) and, hopefully some serious fiber whoredom (maybe a trip to the local store.