Lunar Love and Poncho Frog

First things first, a health update:

several of you have asked how we're doing. The Grand Lunar recovered fine from his stomach pains. Only to get a bad headache, today. :( But I think a little extra sleep and he'll be fine. He's sleeping now. Shhh.

And me? The children asked me, today, "Why are you talking like that?" I've got a combination of a husky Cyndi Lauper and a squeaky Bobby Brady going on. My coughing fits, they come and go. Some are fast and some are slow. Some are loud and some are soft. Each one of them make sure I've cough't. Oh, sorry, I was lapsing Seussian on you.

I drank my weight in hot tea today - no small feat, I tell you. (Actually, my feet are small. Size 6!) but I have to admit to stalling about going to bed. Not looking forward to laying there coughing and wishing I was asleep. So I'll have another cup of hot tea and blog awhile first.

Lunar Love:

Today's the Grand Lunar's Twelvity-Tooth Birthday (minus 80 or so) and we celebrated yesterday at my folks'. But to make today special, I baked him this:

I might do really poorly in speaking most of the Love Languages, but I do okay speaking food. Nothing says love like apple pie, right?

Some website told me to sprinkle sugar on the crust to make it sparkly. It didn't say how hard it would be to sprinkle lightly and decoratively. Oh well. It was still a tasty-good pie. Special thanks to my long-lost friend Jodie Out West for the crust recipe, and for Christine to my near-West for looking it up when I'd lost that same recipe.

Good night, Poncho. I'll most likely frog you in the morning:

It turns out my "to frog or not to frog" dilemma has been solved for me. You might recall that I didn't really learn to knit in the round so much as fumble through it on the fly. I thought to myself, "how hard can it be?" -- and since I managed to knit round to where I'd started, I thought I'd figured it out.

I knit many more rows today to see whether, as it grew, I would like the pattern and all. And when the stitches went round and round and the length grew and I could see the knitty side and the purly side I thought I had it made in the shade.

Except for that pesky problem of not being able to untwist the loopy needles to get a good look at it. I blamed the extra loop from being wound in the package. Until I looked closer today. And found an irreconcilable loop. Yes indeed, the hanging edge of my knitting, the one that started it all, with the cast on stitches, must've been twisted on the needle when I started. So my knitting goes up and over the loop. I'm knitting a permatwist in it. There is NO WAY to fix it other than to frog bag to where I went wrong. Which was, of course, the very very first row. Ta da! I'm so clever.

So here's a picture of it, so you can say goodbye to it. It'll probably be frogged before you see this. Yes indeed.

If you're watching the score, that makes: Poncho: 0 - Frog: 2