the sweater has a name!

Thanks to Brenda, my Red Elizabeth Zimmerman will be forever known as the Red Green Sweater! (I think you have to be Canadian to really get why...)

It's perfect! Thanks, Brenda!

And some random thoughts...

The missing green yarn has not yet showed up. Of course, having done nothing to facilitate it showing up, I guess I'm depending on it jumping up onto the kitchen table while I'm at work for me to find it when I get home. I will find it eventually, but I may have to do some of the legwork myself, rather than depending on it...

I'm totally addicted to this. Angry Birds on my iPod Touch. I thought I was doing well, but was stuck on a level. Next thing I know, my 11 year old picks it up, and not only clears the level that stumped me, but continues to clear the next 18 levels. Yes, 18 levels. If I didn't love him so much, he'd be in big trouble right about now.

Mother's Day is this weekend, and my husband will be home. This is notable as it will be the first time since I actually became a Mom that he will be around. (Between fishing and poker weekends, he's always been away, and yes, I knew this going in. We debated writing it into our wedding vows...) But it's also the first time in decades that he will actually see his own Mom on Mother's Day. We have invited his parents for dinner on Sunday, with the caveat that it's cleared with the other kids (he's one of 5 kids). They come for dinner fairly often - we like to cook and they don't so it works out. But his sister is already throwing out the "let's get together and have Chinese takeout for lunch" option (done every. single. year.) that I always have to go to in his absence. (My Mom is always in Florida this time of year, so it's a phone call, handmade card, and flowers delivered, plus the promise of planting her hanging baskets when she gets back). I'm curious to see what comes of this - will it be lunch with everyone (and the resulting drama that goes with it)... or a nice dinner at our place? Stay tuned.

I've picked up a wicked cough. Bad enough to cause pain (feels like I've been punched in the chest), and bad enough that I'm a pariah at work. No one wants to sit near me in meetings. The upside to this is I get to skip a lot of meetings this week! Considering how mind numbing some of these meetings can be, it's not all bad. Plus, I get a lot more done, now that I'm not stuck in meetings all day... But according to the doctor, it's not bad enough to stay home. My lungs are clear, and it's what they're calling "the 100 day cough". I'm not impressed.

We're doing a gardening exchange at work. Since it's the time when people start thinning or dividing their perennials, we're all bringing in the extra and trading. It's a pretty cool idea. There's about 15 people interested, so I'm looking forward to seeing what's out there. I myself am dividing up some day lilies, some lilies of the valley, some periwinkle, some goutweed (much prettier than it sounds), some lamium, and possibly some oriental poppies. There's a couple of other ground covers I will bring in as well.

The Red Green sweater is perfect knitting right now - I'm on the 11 inches of stockinette section, so I don't have to think about it - I just knit.

I'm being drawn to my sewing room. I think it's the weather - every time the seasons change, I feel the need to sew new things. I want to get the cottage hammock done before the long weekend, plus I have some great bag patterns I want to try, and then there's some summer skirts and tops...