JessaLu Knits (and Spins!)

…I thought I could ignore it and muddle through but I can’t.  I have a cold (a ‘cohd’ is how I’d be pronouncing it) - which I caught because I was too cheap and lazy to turn the heater on in the camper when the temps got down into the 50’s.  I can’t breathe…I’m going to bed…no pictures today (or possibly, tomorrow), I’m sorry :o(

…this past week has almost pushed me to either start smoking again or start drinking (more). Possibly both.

First, we have the lovely Alb*ny RV folks who had me running in circles for three days trying to buy a camper we didn’t really need but wanted pretty badly. I was fine for the first 24 hours - when it got up to 72 I started getting a titch upset. It didn’t help that the salesperson who was handling the sale wasn’t there for Tuesday or Wednesday and the backoffice person didn’t believe in calling when a call was promised.

Anyway, we bought the damned thing and pick it up Tuesday. woo. Hopefully by then I’ll be excited again…and referring to it as something other than ‘the damned thing’…

Next up we have my hosting company who decided last night would be a good time to try to extort an extra $90/month out of me because someone started attacking my old blog (jessaluknits.yarncourtesans.com - please update your linkage if you are linked to that site, it doesn’t exist anymore) which resulted in almost 14,000 hits to their server in the space of like, 3 milliseconds. THAT took all day to straighten out because they chose to not respond to my emails for eight hours (they don’t have phone support. Trust me, Dreamhost is looking better and better by the minute). I FINALLY got them to actually help me and remove the old blog so now my new blog (that you are reading now…) is up and running again. woo. Hopefully by Tuesday I’ll be excited about that, too… ;o) (no, I didn’t pay them an extra $90)

Anyway…ignore the bitter lady and look at the pretty picture:

I’ve been knitting, too. I started a sock twice, decided it sucked twice and ripped it twice. What am I knitting now? A Jaywalker. Why yes, I do like the feeling I get when I smack my forehead against a brick wall repeatedly…why do you ask? ;o) I like to think of myself as an eternal optimist…those who know me well can stop laughing at any time…

(I’m really okay, just venting…I’ll be better on Tuesday…when I have my new camper…woo.)

Hi…Beanie here. Momma is off doing her best impression of a contestant on “Pants-off Dance-off” for the noisy neighbors so I thought I’d jump on here and say ‘hi’. Okay she’s really taking my stupid sister for a walk but those dummies next door STILL can’t see her so they think Momma’s running around outside in her bathrobe at 8am for their amusement. Momma calls them ‘crow magnums’ - not sure what that means…

Speaking of my stupid sister, I don’t care WHAT Momma says, she smells. and she’s pushy. and I swear if she tries to sit on my pillow one. more. time. I’m going to rip that cute little tail right. off. What the heck is wrong with her anyway that she doesn’t get ‘potty’? I mean really, how hard can it be?

If she doesn’t get it soon I’m going to kick her butt six ways to Sunday (not sure what that means but I heard Pa say it once and I think it sounds funny) and I’ve been kicking around the idea of going to visit the neighbors - not the noisy ones, the nice ones who have cookies. ‘cuz I love me some cookies…and they’ve been in short supply lately since SOMEONE can’t understand POTTY means OUTSIDE and if Momma is yelling…there’s no cookies for ANYbody. Stupid sister.

uh oh I gotta go…Momma is coming back in and she doesn’t sound happy…yelling something about ‘bad potty’ so I guess the stupid new kid screwed up again…*sigh*

~Beanie

P.S. My head is pretty much healed but it still hurts a little bit once in a while. You know what helps? Cookies.

P.P.S. Send cookies.