Pip pooped in the potty at Sydney's house, woo hoo! Now we need to get him to do so at home... Perhaps we won't reach a point where creatures that poop where ever they happen to be when they need to go will outnumber those who don't after all.
Thanks to a scan from
platys, I was able to send a list of corrections off to Amy&Jillian for the book, and also sent it along to the ample-knitters list. From there it's being forwarded to the BGK yahoo group, and hopefully the word will spread. I'm still vaguely discouraged, but feeling generally better about it today. Gotta write up something to put on my website, too. In fact, I really need to update my website to mention the book now that it's out. La, la.
For whatever reason, I'm feeling much more enormously pregnant this time around than I did with Pip, and I'm not even as far along (found some Mother's Day 2000 photos). I guess the tummy muscles say "oh, for crying out loud" sooner the second time around.
I've been spindle-spinning up some roving I got over the weekend, and it is makeing for some very happy pretty blue yarn. And I'm working outside my usual comfort zone, and putting in a lot more twist than I normally do. The end result reminds me a bit of Koigu, which is interesting.
Mom called from the end of her first full day of a 2week+ trip to Italy and said "the good news is when you go to the hospital for x-rays and stitches, they don't charge you. The bad news is I had to find that out." She apparently just fell over whoompf on her face and mostly got a bunch of scrapes, but her glasses broke and cut her near her eye, which needed stitches. She'll no doubt have quite a shiner in all the photos. Not as bad as when I broke my ankle 3 days into our honeymoon in England. But it goes to show I'm my mother's daughter...