As requested - the hat!

Uninspired for blog titles today

It is a rather cold and wet day today, the sort of day when I can only get out of bed begrudgingly and crave hot beverages and warm blankets. I was a good girl and went into my office to back up my data - well actually it was to back up my external hard drive to another external hard drive. I believe in backing up my back up. I could not face losing any data right now, I would have a break down. I am currently experiencing a love-hate relationship with my data, due in large part to my dislike of excel and its inability to keep itself from crashing on my poor old decrepid computer. It is a trial I must bear. I decamped to a coffee shop (where I can still be found) to improve the working environment a little, but a personal data slave would still come in handy. Any takers?

My advisor goes away on conference trips etc.. for the next few weeks and I really want to put my nose to the grindstone and get some of my dissertation written for him to read and pass judgement upon when he returns. Such goals require sacrifice - mine is that even my small social life must be forgotten. Luckily it is easy to lose things that are small and perhaps I will not notice the loss.

New additions

I added a tassle to my hat. It is the icing on a very fluffy, and not at all edible, cake. Fabulous.

It's been awhile

I keep meaning to blog but time passes and I don’t - sorry for those who have been checking, I honestly do not mean to disappoint. I am settled for the evening with a nice cuppa and thought now was as good a time as any - although OK a few days ago may have been better. I had this whole blog planned on Sunday (when my internet would not work) and now POOF it has gone and I am sans any ideas.

*Pause for me to ponder*

I was a knitting QUEEN this weekend. I decided to give myself the extra few days for recuperation (I did some serious sleeping too) and for some reason was drawn to being creative. I now am the proud owner of a fluffy ski hat complete with ear flaps. It is quite fabulous. I discovered that I have been hoarding wool somewhat (well I call it wool, it is some wool type thing in balls that is not actually wool as it makes me itch) and goodness knows what I could actually do with all this random stuff I have - so I took the decision to start knitting squares to make a blanket. Slightly longer term than a weekend (I got like 3 done over the two days along with two hats!) but my Grandma taught me to knit by doing squares and it has just had me thinking fondly of her a lot. There are few people I miss as much as my Grandparents.

New loves and recovery

So after a week of not doing much outside of lying on my bed/sofa/sofabed whilst feeling sorry for myself (the ultimate multitasking), I finally feel just about ready to rejoin civilisation. I am currently managing half days before I need to return to the whole lying-sorry feeling stuff. Kudos to the Doctor and the massive amount of antibiotics I am taking to combat the post-flu gunk.

Anyway lets move on… I have a new ipod shuffle. It is my current love. I am in the first few days of ownership so it has that whole new glow thing going for it still. It is TINY, so tiny and I am currently enjoying making playlists for the little thing. I hope my big ipod doesn’t get a complex.

The wonderful M has booked his flights to come see me - this is very exciting. I love visitors, especially visitors I love. Hurrah!

Choo choo

George chastised me for not including the picture of him waiting for the train in Philly. Because I am weak willed, and must obey my inner rabbit, here it is:

Philly recap

I thought I should write a little expose on my trip to Philadelphia (which I have the hardest time typing correctly even though I know how it is spelt). It was a work trip, and I really did work very hard, so not much sightseeing was done. I managed to take an afternoon to go see the Liberty Bell. For the Brits among the readership there is this story that this bell rang out from the tower of Independence Hall, summoning the people to hear the Declaration of Independence read for the first time.

So what did I learn? One: this symbol of the freedom of the american people was actually made in the UK. Two: their liberty is a whole lot smaller than I thought - the bell is no where near as big as I thought it was. George posed for a photograph so I can share my experience with you all. He is so photogenic.