Another weekend has been and gone with us merrily doing a bit of this and a bit of that. It mainly consisted of eating, just being, playing and dodging the rain. Nothing too exciting, but we enjoyed it.
The sad part of our weekend was the death of Muffin Little Bun's hamster. She'd gone blind and was in what I guess was a coma for the past week. We decided to leave her to die naturally as she seemed so calm. I've now said no more hamsters, I will say yes to goats, sheep and donkeys, but no more hamsters as it's too upsetting every couple of years.
Today I had an illish Eldest Bun with me. We somehow ended up in the wool shop before the school run. I've been itching to have something on the go that's knitty and for her and thought she might like to choose. I gave her a pattern book, the one I wanted to buy anyways and she chose the ideal quick project. At ten and a half she really knows her style and she has it spot on. She puts together wee vintage dresses with belts and adds flowers to her hair. I get the look if I try to interfere, so I don't. I chose the colour and yarn as she'd lost interest by this stage. I loved the feel of the Pima cotton its meant to be knitted in, but the colours didn't ring my bell so I chose Milk Cotton instead. Better actually do a tension swatch for the first time ever to make sure this one fits!
No on to the excitement of our new doormat. I thought you might like to see it. It's a bit twee I guess, but then Pip our female cat always wees on it eventually anyway so I'll probably be throwing it out before I stop liking it.
The heady smell of these roadside Lily of the Valley should cover up any nasties if need be.
Better be off and plan tommorows teaching while I cook the pasta for tea with my other hand.