Because it's been vewwy, vewwy quiet!
QAL bind-off begins in 161 stitches.
Had a wierd/scary/serious evening yesterday with a young couple who are "chosen family" - in which I agreed to be designated legal guardain for their three kids "in case".
As I said at one point last, not that I'm unwilling or I don't love the sproutlings (the two girls are already my god-children and I imagine the (unknown gender) in the oven will be as well) - but I do **NOT** wish for that partular legal document to ever be used.
So between the nervous energy, the late chit-chatting, and the loverly glass of home brewed kahlua synapses not firing too well today.
I'd ask if it showed, but don't want to know.
Nephew got final approval on his June 30th ordination to the Episcopal Deaconate yesterday as well, he and his not-quite-yet-fiance both graduate from Yale Divinity School this weekend.
I'm gonna be cat sitting. Which is not as easy as it sounds, since 3 of the five cats do not consider me to be an acceptable substitute in the "snuggle/petme" department. Which means they spend a lot of time going here, there, and complaining that the appropriate person is not available. And there's some siamese somewhere in their ancestry - I can tell by the yowls. So they need to check outdoors; then because he ain't there, they come in; then they need to check the *other* door.