I had such a plan for the Forecast "unveiling." As I knit this number almost exclusively while watching "Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Season 2," I had visions of graveyards, vamp teeth, and stakes. Black boots, miniskirt, mausoleums...the whole shebang. It was going to be great, I tell you. After all, this is a high-drama knit, even if I did reduce the bobbles from 5 stitches to 3. And it was designed by the Glampyre! Pointy teeth de rigeur!
But everyday suburban life intervened, and so you get this- Forecast for the working mom. Our day starts in traffic, naturally.
(Not pictured: Forecast squirts juice box all over self in vain attempt to get Biscuit to chill out in the backseat.) We now progress to the grocery store, where Forecast attempts a second toddler-calming-through-food manuever:
(Not pictured: Forecast dings own car with shopping cart.) It's a beautiful day. Other people's landscaping companies have arrived to rake and trim other people's lawns. Time for Forecast to keep up with the Joneses!
(Not pictured: Forecast rescues neighbor's escaped bunny AGAIN. Attempts to remember bunny's given name, but in the end, agrees with Mr. Frick to just call it "Horatio" and be done with it.) Next up: Forecast heads to the library to pick up some new reads.
(Not pictured: Forecast weeps as she places Knitting without Tears into the return bin. Damn you, putting-it-on-hold person! This means library war!) Naptime! Forecast, a generous soul, helps cast on Mr. Frick's seamless hybrid. One good Cascade 220 deserves another, I guess:
(Not pictured: giant piles of leaves still waiting to be bagged, just outside window where knitting is taking place.) Biscuit's up! Let's head out to the local street fair and the Chalk for Peace project:
Forecast gets political:
Yes, it was your average day in suburbia. Not the glamorous, stake-through-the-demon-heart slayfest I'd hoped to present. Sorry if I bored you. Too bad I can't tell you about my night job...
'Cause then I'd have to kill you.