Diseased.

So the ick has turned into a fully-fledged summer cold. Bleargh. On the plus side, I can count on the fingers of one hand the number of colds I've had in the past five years. The last time I had a cold was last October (according to LJ), and it was pretty minor. Overall, this one feels as though it's not going to be too bad either. I'm congested, but the chest thing seems to have improved. The bad part about not having been sick since last year is that I don't have a single decongestant in the house. Bah.

In non-ick-related news, I not altogether surprisingly didn't get everything done yesterday. I did, however, can all my rhubarb, which once it was cooked and organized turned into less rhubarb than I was afraid I had. I have a little over four litres of the stuff, which is all to the good. The canning appears to have gone off without a hitch, with all four jars going "POP!" when they were supposed to, which makes me very happy.

I also finished the god-blessed baby blanket. Looking at it now, I realize that I probably should have put in at least two more repeats, but I was really sick of it (no pun intended) and it looks fine. Pictures will be forthcoming, as I have once more located my camera cable. ;)

So today is a day for more domestic chores, and then in the evening I will be off to visit the Parental Units for dinner. They have been feeling neglected, and rightly so, since I haven't seen them since the end of July, what with work and WorldCon and the like.

Okay. Off to get coffee.

Baby blanket!

Okay, my photography skills are crap, and thus the baby blanket looks like the ugliest thing ever since people started dyeing their poodles exotic colours. I promise it looks better than this in real life:

( Pictures behind the cut )

ARGH! New knitting woes (that didn't take long)

I have *two* sets of interchangeable circular needles. Two sets. Neither set has the size of needle I need to knit my Christmas shawl.

COME ON!

Okay, I'm done.

After trying to start not one but two knitting projects on the heels of the last baby blanket, I have messed up both attempts because I can't read the patterns properly. It doesn't help that I'm not feeling one hundred percent, and apparently having blocked sinuses does nothing to help with concentration.

So I am declaring a one-week break from knitting. I am going to curl up in bed with a book and a cup of tea until it's time to go see my parents, and I am going to ignore my knitting until next Saturday. That's when I'll be going to Ottawa for training, and so I figure I can start up again then.

Bah.