I did too much this weekend

Big surprise. I always do too much. I didn’t knit, though. This seems to be a trend (I will, however, make up for it by having Jennie and the ChickenGoddess over this evening, where we will eat something delicious made by the husband, and teach Jennie to knit socks with her own hand-dyed sock yarn).

Instead of knitting this weekend, I did the following (I like lists):

1. Went fabric shopping, then decided that I could buy what I needed cheaper than I could buy fabric (awkward sentence, yes?). Husband found some stretchy brown stuff for his DragonCon costume, so it wasn’t totally a loss.

2. Nearly finished the kilt cards. I have three to go, not including the box and refining the backs.

3. Went out to the goth club with Jennie, wherein we were hit on by shirtless guys, and I discovered that my New Rocks are most excellent to dance in. However, I will be wearing thicker socks next time, as they stretch out a bit and rub on my heels as I dance.

4. Stayed out until 4am for the first time in, like, a year. We ate at R. Thomas, which was full of clubgoers in search of some late-night fuel.

5. Did a clothing swap where I didn’t so much swap anything as take stuff off Jennie’s hands.

6. Bought some plane tickets to Chicago for the July 4th weekend (hooray!). We’re flying into O’Hare this time, which is strange to me, since I’ve only ever flown into Midway. It was much cheaper through O’Hare, though.

7. Ate an enormous and delicious Japanese dinner at Haru Ichiban with the Chickengoddess and the Mad Celt. Holy crap. Excellent, and next time the HappyGoth will reign it in and not order ramen AND appetizers AND onigiri AND sushi AND dessert. That was altogether too much. I foisted my leftovers upon the husband, who happily consumed them for me. Something about all that food made us really silly on the way back home. And none of us had anything alcoholic to drink! I blame the pickles. You never know.

8. Read two whole novels in two whole days. Granted, they were not particularly difficult reads, but I’m still pretty impressed with myself. I generally am, until I realize just how little I’ve retained from what I read. These novels were the Magic (fill in the blank) series by Ilona Andrews, and they’re set in an alternate-future Atlanta. I think that’s why I enjoyed them. Well, that and they’ve got werewolves. I’m a sucker for werewolves.

And that’s pretty much it. I slept until 2 yesterday, which was glorious, but left me kind of groggy for the rest of the day. I’m hoping to get at least a little something done on my socks this evening; I’m still a poor excuse for a knitter.

About HappyGoth

By day, I'm a graphic designer. By night, I'm a knitter. I'm doing my part to keep Hotlanta stylish. I imagine that if you don't already understand the title of the blog, you're probably confused and perhaps slightly annoyed, but never fear - I do have a reason (and it's a good one). Having gone to hear Stephanie Pearl McPhee, and then having been inspired to blog about knitting, I found myself wondering what to call the blog. I recalled a conversation I had with Mouse and the Chicken Goddess about why it is a Bad Idea to anger knitters - this conversation was following SPM, aka the Yarn Harlot telling the assembled throng about Those Who Do Not Understand Knitting and Therefore Belittle It Much to the Chagrin of Others, or TWDNUKTBMCO, which is not the acronym she used but is the one I'm using because I forgot hers - that is, we are numerous and we all have very pointy sticks, easily transforming into an angry mob. Therefore, knitters = angry mob.
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1 Response to I did too much this weekend

  1. Mouse says:

    Out of curiosity.. what goth clubs are still open in Atlanta? Hubby and I have been talking about going out one night but were unsure where to go.

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