Okay, I’m going to talk about knitting first, because you knitters out there shouldn’t have to slog through 2 paragraphs of dating nonsense to read about my knitting projects. I am STILL working on the Baby Surprise Jacket. I have once again messed up. I put markers in orange to indicate the front and blue for the back. Then I forgot which was which. Then somewhere I ended up with 4 extra stitches and did 20 minutes of knit-math to figure out how to do extra decreases so I wouldn’t have to frog yet again.
What you can’t see is my little notebook under the knitting, where I cross off each row when I finish it, and have all these little math bits to solve the “too many stitches” problem. I’m hoping to have this finished before I’m 30. which only gives me….lets see….1 year and 8 months. I thought this was supposed to be quick.
In Darby news, she is fine ya’all. I know thats why you check my blog. I took some pictures of her asleep on the bed, but they are all dark and my bed doesn’t look particularly stylish (she’s asleep on a purple sheet that needs to be put away and an afghan all on top of a brown paisley duvet, all poorly lit, you can imagine how less-than-impressive it is). So here she is being adorable and trying to convince me to play with her, while I’m trying to pluck my eyebrows in the bathroom. Guess which won, the eyebrows or the pup.
The pup always wins.
So I have a free membership to match.com. It’s because I was on there for 9 months and while I did meet Pilot, I never was able to establish a serious relationship (the kind that leads to marriage and babies). So, after complaining to my brother that all the men who are interested in me are So-Cal Faire geeks I went ahead and used my free 6 month membership. Maybe because I’ve had a year to get over my ex dumping me (it’s really been that long!) or maybe its because I live in California again, but I actually met guys I was interested in (2 or 3 anyway). No more dates where he talks about how smart he is, or dates where food is launched across the table on to me, no more dates where the date is sweating profusely and shaking like a leaf (unless you count me, but I do it in the car so they can’t see it…I’m all sorts of confident when I walk in the door). Thats right, more or less real dates.
So, now that I’ve met someone and we have decided to date only each other (honestly, it makes me a little nervous, it’s like a real relationship and I haven’t been in one in a goodly while) I’m on match telling the rest of the boys that I’m not available any more. I go onto a chat function to let the college kid know, figuring he wouldn’t mind seeing as how he has chickened out on our last 2 dates, and he’s upset! Saying he was going to drive down and suprise me with chocolates! I want to believe him, but seriously, he never called me and when I texted him (twice) he thought I was someone else. So, while he’s making me feel bad (cause I didn’t let on that I was seeing other people) I’m also wondering if he’s full of shit, because our only date was like 3 weeks ago and he never arranged a second date. So you tell me, all you knitters out there, whats the deal?
Oh yeah, and I have a boyfriend. I feel like I’m 14 years old again saying that. I told my ex today that I’m seeing someone. He was agog, nearest I can tell. he asked how i was doing, harassing all the boys in Stockton and I told him there was just one. He really was surprised, I think. I mean, we don’t hardly even talk anymore, but it is weird to hear about each other moving on with our lives.
So, new boyfriend (heehee) will thusly be known as “E” or, more likely, “New Boyfriend (Heehee)”. I like him. He’s very calm and funny and nice. It’s all very exciting…and terrifying (Heehee).