I'm A Frustrated Little Fruitcake

Where have I been? Well, sit down and I'll tell you.


Last week was the last week of school, with graduation on Saturday morning. The whole week was an absolute killer, with final exams, students trying to exempt, and general ruckus and upheaval. By Friday I was exhausted and feeling mighty puny. Got up Saturday morning bright and early to go to graduation, and of course by then I had a full blown sinus infection, fever, monster headache, coughing up that lovely green yuck now and then.....you get the idea.


Have you ever had a sinus/allergy/bronchitis/pneumonia type thing going on where your head and FACE hurt so bad you can't even stand to wear your GLASSES, for crying out loud? That's the no man's land where I spent the weekend.


I did try to log on and do a quick post several times, but I kept getting the message that blogger "was not available", although other people were using magic tricks over the weekend to make posts on blogger. Trying to figure that out made my head hurt even worse (which was probably due to all those pent-up cuss words flying around inside my head that I wouldn't turn loose).


After two days of this frustating madness it finally dawned on me that maybe it was the COMPUTER I was on, and not blogger. So I tried the laptop, and here I am. What An Ordeal! Geez!


Meet Woodstock. I have decided to use this fabric for the baby bishop bubble, and you can see the current contenders for the embroidery. Although I decided on this last Wednesday, I dared not cut it out yet. I would be seriously dangerous with a pair of sharp Ginghers right now.





I also picked these up at JoAnn's, 100% cotton fat quarters. There's a batik and several neutrals. Any body want to guess what I'm going to do with these? (Hint: It's not a quilt.)





Although I've been taking antibiotics, sudafed, nasal spray, and sweet tea for my ailments, my husband finally said the most awful words to me. He said, and this is a direct quote, mind you, "You must take Claritin-D."


Every time I take Claritin-D I nut up. Bonkers. I can't sleep. I get all antsy. But in a strange sort of way I feel so much better. I can breathe. I don't sneeze constantly. Or cough. Or stick a kleenex up my nose like a giant tampon because I am sick and tired of all that wiping.

According to the Medical Experts (my kind sweet husband and all these darling children), I get all psychotic and paranoid when I take Claritin-D. They claim my conversation rambles and is all disjointed. They hide. Yet they encourage me to take it.

As further proof of how Claritin-Delirium affects me I offer up this tidbit: I haven't even been on eBay in 5 days. No looking. No bidding. Nada. Am I over the edge or what????

More proof--this photo:




Innocent looking yellow fabrics, right? For some reason I decided last night (right after a dose of C-D) to cut this up into half inch strips. And tie them together into one giant ball.






And knit them with a giant hog of a needle. This meant I could do it without the GLASSES. See?






For some reason, I had it on my brain about those tank tops that used to be so stylish--the rag tops, I think they were called. I always wanted one, but didn't know how to knit at the time. And I certainly didn't have the money to buy one.


So I started thinking about all that quilting fabric upstairs, and I finally caved in and pulled out a big toteful. I picked out three uglies (lots of uglies to chose from!) and decided, on the spur of the moment, to Knit A Rag Top!


I knitted in stockinette, garter, reverse stockinette, and even two by two ribbing. This is what it looks like up close:





This looks okay, except I don't like the white backside of the fabrics showing. Kind of looks like giant maggots, doesn't it? I'm still half crazed, of course, and am now pondering the idea of dyeing this mess with blue Rit Dye. I'm thinking I'll end up with a nice putrid green.




Anybody ever made one of these? Or tried to dye yellow fabric with blue Rit? Or want to know why the latest baby dress is named Woodstock?