When I finished knitting the toe of Mom's sock today, I was briefly tempted to brag that I defeated the knitting goddess. But I'm smart enough to know that if I did that, I'd suffer later. My knitting would probably explode or burst into flames. So, I'm just going to tell you that the knitting goddess had mercy on me and I'll put some cashmere on her altar this weekend. So. I started the second Sock Candy sock. Can you barely contain yourself? I know it's exciting.
You know what is actually exciting though? This:
This is my first bottle of the season of Diet Canada Dry Cranberry Ginger Ale. Oh, I am a happy girl. I stumbled upon this wonderful, splendiferous drink last year and did not understand that it was seasonal. I was so crushed that first grocery shopping trip after Christmas to discover it was no longer on the shelves. But it is back! And I am stockpiling it like it will get me through the Apocolypse. If diet pop didn't have the unfortunate habit of turning into formaldehyde after three months, I truly would buy enough to last me the year. But, I will just have to enjoy it while I can and try to learn some meaningful life lesson from it :-D
And while I'm at it I'll share another addiction with you. This is a new addiction, and THESE had better not be seasonable. If they are, it will get ugly. Have you tried these?
Not only do these taste divine (raspberry? chocolate? biscuit? fugitaboudit) they are not terrible for you. 2 cookies = 100 calories, 3gm fat. These fit the bill when the sweet tooth hits and I don't even feel guilty about them. I've heard rumors of an orchard pear flavor and I fully intend to investigate this matter thoroughly. Just for you, my wonderful readers, of course. It's a sacrifice I'm willing to make.
And now, off for some spinning. I hope the spinning goddess is as merciful as the knitting goddess was today.