A river in Egypt

As the title indicates, I am still not quite grasping my diagnosis, so I am going to burble on about other things instead... although everything reminds me of bad things. Perhaps that is why I am avoiding going to sleep, even though it is insanely late. (At least tomorrow is not a work day... which does not mean I am wanting to be laid off...!)

For example, the goofy golf club covers I knitted for my sister from a combination of (lavender) eBay yarn and (purple) wool I bought in Shanghai, while amusing, reminds me of my brother-in-law.

(Sidenote for the knitters out there: using frogged yarn* for the pom-poms created poms with 'fros. Funky. Gives 'em more texture though.) *[yarn unravelled from another project]

And I finally, FINALLY finished the second hat for my engineer. The Brown Sheep yarn was remarkably forgiving of being frogged 3 - 4 times. I unwittingly photographed the back, which has the color jogs (oops) which are the points where the different rows meet when switching colors.

I am not unhappy with the jogs, and my engineer does not care/notice, so all in all, I'm fine with it. However, thinking about him reminds me of how he came over and held my hand while I freaked out about my diagnosis.

So yeah, all roads lead back to depressing thoughts.

And on that note, I will leave you all with a goofy business ad I saw while we were shuttling my guy's mom & niece back and forth from Toms River to Chinatown.