It was a dark and stormy night....
Just wanting to set the scene for my interesting experience Friday night...
I went to the store after work on Friday and then went home on the bus. I used my free rental from Blockbuster to get the new film version of "Phantom of the Opera." It was dark by the time I got home and changed into pajamas, curling up with my cat, the movie, and a bottle of beer. I haven't drunk in quite a while, and the movie did manage to tug at my heart, though I had a few beefs with it. So I was in a somewhat sad, nostalgic mood when, at 9pm, my doorbell rang.
What on earth? I cautiously tried to look out my peephole, but everything was too dark to see clearly. Then whoever it was knocked, loudly. I went in the living room and hoped they'd go away when I didn't respond. Then they rang the doorbell again. Getting close to panicking, I grabbed my cell phone and thought about what to do. If it was just my landlord, who lives next door, I really shouldn't call the police. But what if it wasn't? I dialed my boyfriend Daniel instead, intending to ask what I should do since I was rather scared.
Imagine my surprise and shock when he answered the phone and said "Open your door!"
Yep, my sweetie drove eight hours through driving rain, taking advantage of his three-day weekend to come and see me, even if for only a short time. Honestly, I was so shocked out of my wits that I just sat on the floor for a few minutes, hardly able to believe it. I hadn't seen him since July, when I proposed to him. We both had been starting to feel as though we couldn't remember the other. I never expected him to do something like this, though. It was a tremendous thing and I'm so happy that he decided to do it and give us some time together, which we so desperately needed.
Not only that, he brought his camera!
So I have some photographic proof that I did finish my sweater, and I think it looks pretty good on me!
I had to do a Rachael...
We once again confirmed that I really don't photograph well, though for some reason, pictures taken in my bathroom mirror turn out better....
This is more what I really look like ---------->
I actually haven't done any knitting since finishing this beast...I was pretty proud to finish it and be able to wear it. In addition, I've been doing National Novel Writing Month (www.nanowrimo.org) and coordinating events for it, so I've been pretty busy. Even so, I'm way behind on my novel, so I think I need to crawl into a dark hole and not come out until November is over...
I'll be back once I've written a novel!
I went to the store after work on Friday and then went home on the bus. I used my free rental from Blockbuster to get the new film version of "Phantom of the Opera." It was dark by the time I got home and changed into pajamas, curling up with my cat, the movie, and a bottle of beer. I haven't drunk in quite a while, and the movie did manage to tug at my heart, though I had a few beefs with it. So I was in a somewhat sad, nostalgic mood when, at 9pm, my doorbell rang.
What on earth? I cautiously tried to look out my peephole, but everything was too dark to see clearly. Then whoever it was knocked, loudly. I went in the living room and hoped they'd go away when I didn't respond. Then they rang the doorbell again. Getting close to panicking, I grabbed my cell phone and thought about what to do. If it was just my landlord, who lives next door, I really shouldn't call the police. But what if it wasn't? I dialed my boyfriend Daniel instead, intending to ask what I should do since I was rather scared.
Imagine my surprise and shock when he answered the phone and said "Open your door!"
Yep, my sweetie drove eight hours through driving rain, taking advantage of his three-day weekend to come and see me, even if for only a short time. Honestly, I was so shocked out of my wits that I just sat on the floor for a few minutes, hardly able to believe it. I hadn't seen him since July, when I proposed to him. We both had been starting to feel as though we couldn't remember the other. I never expected him to do something like this, though. It was a tremendous thing and I'm so happy that he decided to do it and give us some time together, which we so desperately needed.
Not only that, he brought his camera!
So I have some photographic proof that I did finish my sweater, and I think it looks pretty good on me!
I had to do a Rachael...
We once again confirmed that I really don't photograph well, though for some reason, pictures taken in my bathroom mirror turn out better....
This is more what I really look like ---------->
I actually haven't done any knitting since finishing this beast...I was pretty proud to finish it and be able to wear it. In addition, I've been doing National Novel Writing Month (www.nanowrimo.org) and coordinating events for it, so I've been pretty busy. Even so, I'm way behind on my novel, so I think I need to crawl into a dark hole and not come out until November is over...
I'll be back once I've written a novel!
2 Comments:
It looks great! And how nice of your sweetie to surprise you like that. You're a lucky woman!
Oh it's lovely! I've had one on the needles forever and find it too daunting to continue. Yours is beautiful!!
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