This getting older thing bites the weenie. I can’t say that I’m learning to love myself and all that crap they tell you you’ll learn when you get older to make you feel better about getting wrinklier and greyer. But if 30 is the new 20 as I keep hearing over and over, then I guess I’ve still got some living it up that needs doing (where’s that leather backless top I wore in Sturgis anyway?). I’ve been feeling kind of down about turning thirty-fo, and not just turning it, but feeling that age all of a sudden. So on Monday I did something any good 20-something (who’s really 30-something) would do: I got my hair did. And I blew a whole buttload of cash on it too. Knittymuggins Sr. argued with Knittymuggins Jr. and was really pushing for that hot pink streak in the front, but Sr. prevailed (she’s a bit older and wiser and Jr. got flustered by all the big words and excessive hand gesturing). 20-something came out of her corner swingin’ though and went for the bangs, highlights and 80 bucks worth of Bumble & Bumble products. Take that thirty-fo! TKO! And as Sheryl says, “A change would do you good……”
And just in case you were starting to think that I haven’t been knitting, well, let me assure you I’m still an addict like the rest of you! The truth is, I’ve been knitting the Something Exciting pretty monogamously and since it’s a bit hush-hush, I can’t really blog about it. Sooooo, that means I don’t have much knitting to talk about until it’s finished and no longer top-secret. I hope that’s soon, because I’d really love to share!