So, World Wide Knit in Public Day? I’m at New Wave, watching it rain, blogging. Seriously bummer, considering two days ago the weather report was calling for a beautiful knitting outside day. But, I’m here, just in case anyone shows up, which I’m doubting. The Logan Square Knitting Meetup is here, knitting away, so I feel good that the community is represented.
And I haven’t had a chance to blog too much this week because of how crappy I’ve felt. Today? Feeling good! This is easily the best I’ve felt in over a week. I worked out yesterday, and last night my body gave out right around 10, which isn’t normal. This morning I got a workout in and am hoping I don’t collapse until I want to. But, I’m so over it. I’m done being sick. So I’m going to act normal and hope my body catches up.

Muffin Club

Friday morning, like last week, PT and I got up early and baked some muffins. I hadn’t been grocery shopping in quite a while, so I really had to scrape the bottom of the barrel with these. I had a can of peaches, no eggs, no brown sugar, and didn’t want to use oil, so basically I mixed together flour, sugar, cinnamon and ginger, a can of peaches with the juice, and apple sauce, and out came these. They were ridiculously heavy, but seriously delicious! I wouldn’t give them to anyone by any means, but with my recipe limitations, I’m pretty proud of these peach muffins.
Lori and Gil showed up! Hurrah! Knitting in Public Day is not a total bust!

Spicy Scallops
Last night’s dinner was almost a total bust. Apparently I can’t be trusted to season anything, because, yet again, I made the sauce for these scallops way too spicy. What is wrong with me? I swear I used like a quarter of a jalapeno! But, I love scallops so much that I sucked it up and ate them.

Velma, Up in my Grill
I got some ice cream to calm down my tongue, and Velma was all over it. She has never been interested in ice cream before, and doesn’t usually care at all about people food, like Pudge Rodreguez, so we had to take a picture. Before I slapped her. ‘Get away from my ice cream, bitch!’


















































