Unraveling

46 Hours and Counting

I considered going out to the movies today, especially after reading Rachael's glowing review of Milk, but I didn't. I also considered going to a 100% Restorative yoga class this evening, but I didn't. I was just having too much fun doing nothing much in these:

I finally took a bath and changed pajamas after 46 hours -- I know, more information than you wanted.
I didn't drive or go out and there's still one more sleep before I have to.

Mostly I spent the weekend just putzing around the house. Laundry, knitting, eating, and so on. Mr. Celia and I finished the Thanksgiving jigsaw puzzle this afternoon while watching the Raiders game. A friend came over for sewing advice.  I guess I didn't need that yoga class because I'm 100% restored with pajama yoga. Ah, flannel as a spiritual practice.

The fruit of my knitting labor:
It's Vinter Lue, from Knitty Fall 2002. The black is Lamb's Pride bulky and the green is some Reynolds Blizzard. All from stash. Needs a bit of blocking, but that will be another day.

It seems to be hat season over here. Next up, for a coworker, is this lovely alpaca:
I'll have to wind it into balls tomorrow, so I can cast on Turn a Square by Jared Flood.

So, darlings, now it's time for eight more hours of pajamaed bliss and then back to the real world.

Good night.

Greetings from Pajamaville

It's been nearly 24 hours since I put on my pajamas last night. I spent most of the day trying to clear out the DVR, which is cluttered with unwatched goodies. I am now almost caught up on Pushing Daisies -- I think I'll watch Wednesday's episode before I go to sleep tonight. Still a lot of Masterpiece episodes to watch tomorrow (I enjoyed Filth and The Unseen Alistair Cooke today).  And then there's Heroes, but I'm saving those to watch with the Boyo when he comes for a visit in February.

Knitting today has been a little frustrating. I'm working on a cap with ear flaps, but I did not carefully read the pattern, which called for a double strand of yarn. The unfinished cap is much too small for its intended recipient. After stash diving, I started a new cap, with bigger yarn, which looks like it's turning out much to big for its intended recipient. Plus, knitting with the big yarn is making my hands hurt.

There is, however, a finished object to share.  I wove in the ends this morning.

Then it had a bath:

And now it's blocking in the dining room:

More pajama news tomorrow...

Aaaand we're back!

I'm tired, after 3 hours of driving, and glad to be home. Thanksgiving Day was a quiet affair with lots of hugs and catching up with Mr. Celia's family. I didn't get the camera out at all, and spent most of yesterday working a jigsaw puzzle.

Now that we're back, I'm about to put on my pajamas and who knows when I'll take them off again? I have two more days in this long weekend, and I intend make the most of having nothing on my schedule but rest and relaxation.

And so, good night. Maybe I'll have time for photos and knitting updates tomorrow.

Gone

Pies -- check!
Cranberry relish -- check!
Stuffing -- check!
Candied sweet potatoes -- check!
Girlie -- check!
Doggies -- check!

-- and we're off. Catch you on the flip side.

Thanks

Yes, I'm thankful for lots. Most of all, I'm happy and healthy, and so are all my loved ones.

I wish you a Happy Thanksgiving.

Five Days Off

Tomorrow's furlough day gives me the chance to catch up a bit on the home front. Tidying, laundry, packing, will be the morning's activities.  Then the Girlie and I will bake pies with our friend in the afternoon.  By evening, we'll be off to Fresno to spend the Thanksgiving holiday in the bosom of Mr. Celia's family. I'll enjoy putting my feet up and thinking about what I'm thankful for.

I'll repeat Pajama Day this Saturday, for all who are interested in joining me. I'm still recovering from the abruptly halted project, and the extra days at home are much appreciated.

Sign of the Times

We received official news today that we knew was coming. Everyone but essential employees will be furloughed without pay for thirteen days sprinkled through the end of the fiscal year (June 30), usually attached to holidays. Our offices will close down and we will be laid off for a day (or a few days), like the day before Thanksgiving, and be reinstated on the first work day after that. We knew about this Wednesday earlier this month. We just goth the schedule for the other days today.

So:
Woo hoo! I'm off for twelve days in a row during the Christmas holidays!
and:
Boo hoo! That effectively wipes out my last two raises.

At least I stilll have a job.

Laying About

Today consisted of:
Breakfast
Laying about
2 1/2 hour Skype video chat with the Boyo
Tea
Laundry
Laying about
Lunch
Laying about
Folding laundry
Laying about
A little knitting
Laying about
A little ironing
Laying about
Dinner
Baking sunshine bread
Tea
Blogging
Laying about

...in that order...in pajamas.

Now I am ready for a two-day workweek.

Therapy

Prescription for what ails me:

Nothing like working a jigsaw puzzle when your world turns upside down. I started this Wednesday night. Mr. Celia helped me finish it this morning. He always lets me put in the last piece. At least I finished one thing this week.

I liked the feeling so much, I went out and bought a 500-piece fall-colors puzzle to take along on our annual Thanksgiving trek to Fresno.

And now, it's time to pull on the flannels and cool it until Monday morning. I have a date with the Boyo on Skype tomorrow morning.  I need my beauty sleep.

TGIF

That's just about all I have time for today. I haven't been this glad to see a weekend come in a long time. I'm just plain tuckered out, my friends. And the prospect of 36 continuous pajamaed hours  is looming on the horizon.

Tonight I sleep. Tomorrow I will run my Thanksgiving errands, do laundry, and so on. Tomorrow night I'll put on fresh pajamas and I vow to not take them off until Monday morning.

Pure bliss.