Onto happier news. Last week Amy's daughter attended our USAFit coaches meeting (btw I've looked up the rules regarding the apostrophe with that one and still am not sure what is correct); she kept herself busy coloring pictures, and afterward, presented me with this:
A knitted mitten (in a very fancy design, I might add) and a ball of yarn - I love it!
Speaking of knitting, I was finally able to change colors on my mohair scarf. I'm knitting with one strand of a pretty turquoise, and one strand of a bright green. I've had some issues with the mohair sticking to itself, tangling, and getting in my eyes and mouth, so this will probably be the last project I knit with mohair for quite a while. But there's no denying the absolute softness, and I know I'll love it once I'm finished:
It looks better in person; I took these pictures on a very cloudy, rainy day, so the light wasn't great.
Paco sleeps very happily in his crate most nights, so if he's crying/whining, I figure something's wrong - either he has to go to the bathroom, or he's barfed. Last weekend in the middle of the night he was crying so Jeff got up with him (I was not pretending to be asleep, I swear I really was sleeping)(that time, anyway). Paco bolted to the back door, Jeff let him out, and very quickly realized that he was chasing an animal in the backyard - I guess he heard it from his crate? At that point I did wake up to hear Jeff trying to get him back inside, because it was an armadillo that Paco was going after! Yes, I live in Texas, but we don't have armadillos in our yard that often. Still, they are mean creatures with very sharp teeth, and I know Paco would lose if he got too close to one. The next night? Paco woke up and was whining again! I think he just wanted another chance to find the dang armadillo. And speaking of armadillos, a strange tradition here in Texas is that many people have a red velvet-flavored, armadillo-shaped, groom's cake at wedding receptions, like this:
The other weird thing (I know, like this isn't weird enough) is that the cake inside is usually red velvet, which is another phenomenon that I never experienced until I moved to Texas. The first time I had a piece of red velvet cake was within the first few months of living here - someone brought a red velvet sheet cake to a Christmas party. I was all, "oooh, sounds so luxurious!" but what it is, is a cocoa-flavored cake that has about half a bottle of red food coloring in it. Bizarre.
And this is where my mind goes when Paco chases an armadillo. All roads lead to food.
Have a great weekend!