The Georgia Knitter’s Blog

Well, Tabby and I went to Albany, but we didn’t stay the night at KC and Chris’. We spent the night in a Super 8 room. Tabby rented a room and the boys were supposed to stay over, I wasn’t going to do anything but kiss KC though. My momma didn’t raise no hoe, sorry. But KC told his momma who told him that she didn’t think the guys should stay the night with us. So the boys didn’t which kinda ticked us off. But what’s really got me ticked is KC. I love talking with him, I love anime, I love music, but there is a time and place for everything and Saturday WAS NOT THE TIME NOR THE PLACE FOR ONLY TALKING!!!! KC didn’t manage to to stop talking long enough for me to kiss him. So I went back to the room and downed some Margaret Shots of Bacardi Sour Apple {good, but I hate sour}, and after Chris left, Tabby and I went to 3 Squares Diner and kept Christina company at work for 2 or 3 hours — it’s kinda hazy — and then we headed for the room to sleep. I woke with a hangover and went to shower and Chris came by whilst I was scrub-a-dub-dubbing and made up with Tabby. I’m starting to blow dry my hair after the shower and KC calls and offers to make breakfast at his place. I dunno if we were gonna go on over there, because Momma called and told me she was taking my Grandmother to the ER. I freaked and hung up and Tabby and I hurridly made our way to Cordele and on the way, Mom texts me to meet her at the house. So we get there and mom pulls up, I wave bye to Tabby and get in the car. I ask her what happened and she said nothing. Turns out, Gram was at church and was perfectly fine. Lesli had just kind of freaked out after I texted her to tell her what was happening Saturday night and told her mom and on Sunday, at church, Lesli’s mom, Ramona, told momma what my text said. My mom told me — the girl who ever since, her great-grandmother died in a hospital when she was 3 years old, has equated the hospital with death — that she was taking my gram to the hospital. So all the way to Cordele, I was hearing “Amazing Grace” on the bagpipes (family funeral tradition thingy). Good job, Mom!

 Gary finally proposed to Felicia. And he’s going to adopt Jonathan. Yup, my sister’s getting married and my nephew/godson is getting a daddy that isn’t an ass. Felicia wants me to be her Maid of Honour {I hope this isn’t a fancy shmancy wedding}. Felicia just wants to see me in a dress. lol I haven’t worn one of those contraptions since 2004. *shudder* But I will for my sister’s wedding, just no pictures posted online of me in the damned thing!

 So I’ve decided that I’m going to forget about KC in a romantic capacity — at least for a little while — I mean, I can’t bloody well forget about him all together. After all, he is my best guy friend. lol

And here’s what happen Friday night at the final game of the Dodge County High School Indians’ normal football season (they made it to regionals). Mom and I went alone, Lesli thought her new boyfriend’s birthday party was that night but it wasn’t. So of course with the 2nd half of their 2-part good luck charm absent, the boys lost. So, the loss of the grudge match between Dodge Co. and Dublin High School was all Lesli’s fault, her being one part of the 2-part good luck charm and my being the other half. So it was tres crowded. I got up a few times bc Tabby and KC called and I got tired of being crowded in my spot on the bleachers. It was worse up top near the concession stands and such. OI! I was freaking out. Lesli was lucky she didn’t come, else she’d have freaked worse than I did. My heart was just pounding, Lesli would’ve run.

Okay now. Time for knitting news.

 Blue Snow isn’t going to my cousin, Ashlee, as a wedding present. Blue Snow is going to be my sister’s wedding present. I love my sister to pieces, meanwhile, I can barely stand Ashlee or her evilish sisters.

I’m knitting up a pair of baby blue baby booties to sell. I’m going to knit up a bunch of them and sell them off. I’ll probably set up a paypal account and sell on e-bay or if I could do so from this blog, that’d be cool, but I probably can’t from a blog. I’m not sure. I’ll have to look into it.

Okay, Blue Snow is coming along really fast. And as soon as I figure out what the bloody hell is up with my digital camera and my computer fighting with one another, I’ll take a few pictures and upload them so ya’ll can wish I’d write the pattern up for the public eye. It’s cute and comfy. Felicia will love it. And Licia — If you’re reading this, at least pretend to be surprised when you get it. Aiight? And hug my godson/nephew for me!!

As for my knitting students, I’m about to teach Robbin, aged 6, to knit a lace necklace. It’s like 7-12 stitches depending on where you are on the pattern, so it shouldn’t be too hard. Plus it’s the “Edge Anything Lace” from Elizabeth Lenhard’s book, It’s a Purl Thing. So It shouldn’t be too hard.

Mom’s up now, so I gotta finish this up later and log off for now. So, later taters!

I’ve got a bit more to say, but that will have to wait until I’m alone again. I hate people staring over my shoulder at the screen, it’s just plain rude!

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Love ya’lls!