Traitor

I’m sick. Have I already said that? I think I may have the flu. So, what do I do? I cast on a new project, a hat. My silly husband, several years ago I made him a cabled beanie type hat out of Lamb’s Pride worsted but since he doesn’t have a whole lot of hair up there he whined that it was itchy. Big baby!!!!!! Now, of course, he can’t find it, he probably gave it to someone on the street. He wears a stupid toboggan(?) from Wal-mart or somewhere. He doesn’t understand that is a slap in my face. Everyone who knows us knows I'm this huge knitter. It is like Ronald McDonald's children eating at Burger King. A GM worker driving a Toyota. How would he feel if I went to another church? (Those of you who don't know, my husband is a pastor.)

He doesn't like any frills so I'm just making him a simple ribbed beanie. Did I mention I'm sick? I thought about making it in an acrylic, but, I just can't bring myself to do it. Although, have you seen/touched some of the new acrylics the yarn stores are carrying? Quite impressive actually. I may use a double strand of some fingering weight I have. I'll keep you posted. I'm sick.

Mr. Sensitive Head is stopping by the store on the way home from working out to get me some chicken noodle soup and cheese. On the list I said the following:

• Chunky Chicken Noodle Soup
• 1/2 lb cheese from the deli (to go with my whine)
• a Diet-Pepsi Max - If you really love me
• a Diet-Pepsi - If you just love me

I'll let you know which it is. :) Mr. Itchy Scalp just called from the grocery, his first words were, "I really love you, but I can't find a Diet-Pepsi Max in the cold section. I didn't want to just get you a Diet-Pepsi and that be considered a reflection on my love for you." I told him I'd accept a plain ole Diet-Pepsi. I guess I'll forgive his prickly issues. He's a keeper.