On a more frustrating note, a couple of days before this, some kids were apparently in the parking lot of my apartment complex with some eggs, and wee Bonnie was one of the victims. Now, I'm not sure I'd make all that big of a deal out of such a thing... was I annoyed? Yeah. Did I want to be outside at 11pm cleaning sticky goo off of my car? No. But did it warrant calling the police and filing a report? Apparently so to my next door neighbor, who made sure that the entire surrounding area knew it was "dem kids from over the way, dey always wanna be playin' wit Shayna, but Shayna sixteen, and dey just KIDS..." I have my own opinions about Shayna AND her mother, but... that's another blog entry. Anyway, she gets the guy who lives across from us to come over and help clean up the eggy mess. Now, I don't really know this guy at all, but he's always seemed just a little too eager to be friendly for my taste, so... I generally give him a wide berth. But there he is, cleaning off the cars, offering up the services of his friend Vince's car detailing place, and bemoaning that I'm gonna need a new paint job because of ONE egg. Take a look:
I mean, seriously. A whole new paint job?? For this??? Do eggs really do that much damage to a car? Anybody wanna weigh in on this one?
On a happier note, the knitting is going well! I've tried to take it sort of slowly, just learning one or two new skills with each project. The baby hat was my first stab at circular needles, and doing decreases. Now, I'm working with double-pointed needles to make fingerless gloves out of this GORGEOUS silk/wool blend (courtesy of LaCa, natch!), and when I get to the thumb gussets, I'm gonna have to learn to do increases.
Wish me luck!
