So happy it's Thursday. Been a long week of people making we wake up waaaaaaay earlier than I normally do, which has totally messed with my body clock. It's like I have been living in mist and nothing is really clear. I even shocked Rory by being very, very sleepy one night and it was only 11pm! Unheard of.

Anyhoo...I finished the baby booties last night and despite a few oopsies here and there, they look like big fluffly baby socks! I can't believe it. So starting from zero knowledge or skill in knitting 5 weeks ago, I've now made 2 hats and a set of booties! Exciting! I'm working on another hat (they are obviously easier to make) to finish by my last class on Tuesday. All the hats and booties we make are going to be donated to babies in Palestine. I'll post photos after my last class.

Now I'm confident with some of the basics, I'm going to attempt making a shrug for my wedding. I also found a shirt I really want that has a ball of yarn with some knitting needles yelling, "I'm the Shiz-Knit". Seriously, who knew this 'old lady' stereotype activity was so much freaking fun!?

I can't get enough of (British version) the IT Crowd. It's flippin' hysterical. If you can get your hands on it, you won't be disappointed!

(the title comes from a song in one of the episodes)

I'll pick just one that's on my mind....

Having people at work tell me what I should be doing with my free time. Like seriously judging me and giving me dirty looks because I'm doing something other than what THEY think I should be doing with my free time. Kiss my chocolate starfish, just after I've eaten a spicy bean burrito.

Thank you and goodnight.

I fell last night. Crossing the street to my car with a bunch of shit in my arms. It's a shame no one was there to see it because I'm pretty positive it looked like one of those highly entertaining falls in a romantic comedy. Unfortunately I didn't have the luxury of landing on foam.

Rory was waiting just inside the gate to hear me drive off, but all he heard was a thump, followed by 'FUCK'. I seriously can't remember the last time I fell so hard that I actually cried.

I thought I broke my middle toe, and my knee is having trouble bending due to the red golf ball sized lump mounted on its exterior. I also banged my wrist up pretty good.

It almost made me nostalgic for the days when (e:theecarey) seemed to land me in pickle after pickle of imminent bodily harm. Those were the days; leaving home a healthy teen, coming home an ER case.

Wedding planning is going exceptionally well. Everything is in order and 50% flat out paid for, which is a good feeling. I didn't want to have outstanding debt like many people do, which seems ridiculous.

We'll be home in July and having the BBQ shower probably that first weekend. We'll get e-Vites out soon!

I'm sooooo glad I didn't pay to see Enrique. He is terrible live. I was so disappointed. He was out of tune a lot, had NO interaction with the crowd, and made them sing most of the choruses. Oh, and he played for a total of 55 minutes, including end applause, brief retreat, and encore. He also started 20 minutes late.

Enrique Iglesias concert tonight :) Going to have a free listen on my balcony instead of paying the absurd $100 for bleacher seats, $250 for 'OK seats', or $500 for VIP. Which I don't think even gets you a meeting with him. Whatever, I can see and hear just fine from 100 feet away :)

Happy Belated Birthday (e:Jenks)!