I saw the movie Crazy Heart this past Wednesday. It was the last snow day so I got to go to a matinee showing, which always feels kind of decadent to me. The movie was really good, but then I'm a sucker for scruffy looking musicians and I grew up listening to country music. I found it intriguing that Jeff Bridges could look as unflattering as he did and yet still exude a certain sexiness. Although I could have done with less vomit scenes.
Steve and I watched three episodes of Mad Men last night too. I know it's received a ton of positive reviews and I also know that a lot of people really enjoy it, but Steve and I felt it was kind of depressing. It's really interesting, it touched on a lot of themes I've forgotten were prevalent at that time, but I don't know if we'll continue watching it. I guess I'm not a fan of bleakness, or maybe just not in the winter. All I know is that after we'd finished, I wished we had spent our time playing Scrabble or reading.
I need to get the Valentine's Day care packages ready to go; I just saw this and want to add it to S's box, as she love chai! Wonder if I can use powdered milk instead so it's easier to ship and store? Also, I bought the felt, floss, magnets, and stuffing to make the heart magnets. I found this tutorial to refresh my memory about blanket stitching. Kind of looking forward to some hand sewing.
Steve and I are heading over to a friend's house for a Super Bowl party; we're only staying till half-time. Why does it start so late on a Sunday? Did it always? Anyway, even though I've got a number of projects on the needles, I think I'm going to start another scarf while I'm there. The mittens are almost done and won't last long enough to take, I'm almost finished with the Swiffer cover that M1 requested, I can't take the shawl as it requires too much of my attention, so this will do. I have plenty of Noro to choose from, so that's what I'm using.
Oh and the dog sweater was finally tweaked enough with the last details (she wanted me to add back leg straps) to suit my mom's specifications on Friday night and on Saturday she let the dog play in the snow with my niece's insanely active pugs and the sweater is now destroyed. She called me with the bad news this morning. Her words? "You're so talented, I'm sure you can fix it, but one side is pretty shredded." Shredded??? You can't fix shredded!! Holy cow.