Is how I'm feeling this week. Now, before you say anything, let me explain. This week:1) Anne-Marie defended her thesis, making her Dr. Dr. Anne-Marie, MD, PhD! She also has a Masters, which means she has almost a whole alphabet after her name these days... 2) Kristen had her baby, Alexander, who was born yesterday at 7:50pm and weighed in at 8 lb 15 oz! 3) Jennifer gathered the lunch knitters together to tell us that she is pregnant, and due in February. I admit we all saw this one coming, even though I think she was trying to surprise us... 4) Rachel is defending her thesis tomorrow. Surely it will be a great success and a smashing party to follow on Saturday. 5) Craig (my labmate) and his wife bought a house.
Me? I've been watching the Olympics and debating with Dave over whether or not we should go to Victoria for a long weekend in September. Seriously, compared to everyone else I am very ordinary these days. BUT, don't get me wrong, I'm absolutely not complaining, I am SO happy for all of them I feel I could burst!
Oh, and about the vampire "problem" I've been having? I've decided that it's best not to obsess alone, so I've created four newborns here in Seattle. Just call me Victoria... Ah, and because I wouldn't want to not have any photos, here is the yarn I bought at Stitch & Pitch last week: 
It's a mitt kit (say that a few times fast) by Ruth Sorensen using the Noro Kureyon sock yarn. Anne-Marie bought one as well (in a different pattern), so we'll be having a knitalong some day soon, although it'll probably be after she moves back to Montreal (which we aren't discussing).
Here's to the next 40,000, which will, at this rate, probably take even longer!
It's so much tidier than bind-off decreases, and leaves live stitches so that the shoulders can be grafted (or three-needle bound-off, which is my intention) instead of seamed, which is also a lot neater. I tried to impress Dave with it, since he's had to sit through my expositons on the miracle of short-rows before, but he was nonplussed. Although I think he understands the general concept now, which is something. The man is a saint - he has to sit through SO much chatter about knitting, and walk around so much yarn, and get yelled at for sitting on the knitting so often. Then again, I am also a saint, since I have to trip on spare bike tubes, and get tangled in handlebar tape, and accidentally knock over carbon wheels in the night while getting a drink of water. 
There aren't any photos of me knitting because I was working on a secret project. In fact, the reason you haven't seen any knitting lately is because this secret project is pretty much all I've been working on. And I haven't been knitting much because I've been in a Twilight-induced haze (which I don't even want to begin to get into discussing) since I came back from Chicago. I need to get out of the haze though - my apartment is a mess, I've forgotten how to do science, and my friends probably think I've gone insane (not impossible). Although I have already gotten two of them obsessed with the books as well - it's good to pass around the crazy.
