Started another Fibercrack blanket. I've got a ton of Cotton Fleece in shades of pinks that I'm going to use to make my three-year old daughter a blanket. The one I made for her when I was pregnant is way too small now. Sigh. It was a very cute blanket but I'm not double knitting one to fit a twin sized bed. Entirely too much like work and nothing like fun.

Knitting has been something I try to fit in around life, the kids, and my part-time job. I still very much enjoy myself but there's just not enough hours in the day. Would that I could make a living at knitting. Well, then again, I might not like it so much. I liken it to the time I worked at THE best place in Southern New Jersey to get a cheesesteak. Every night I worked, for about two years, I would leave stinking of cheesesteaks and grease. Made my boyfriend hungry (so I always had to bring him a sandwich), but made me go off on eating them myself. I'm afraid that doing knitting or any of my hobbies as a job would make me tend to like them less.

Just got back from two weeks in the Outer Banks, NC. Bigger house, but same area - Ocean Sands, Section P. It was right across the street from the house we rented last year. We like that it's close to shopping, very close to the beach, and mostly quiet - the neighborhood primarily rents only to families. Some families can be louder than others but for the most part, it's got a nice vibe that you don't get from teen towns like Wildwood, NJ.

Getting ready to be hit by the hurricane traveling up the coast. Our area is predicted to get over six inches of rain. At least I don't have to water my garden. Hope the tomatoes don't drown.

Husband has been gone all week, reporting from the Republican National Convention. He's had a good time, got some good interviews, but he's ready to be home. I'M ready for him to be home. We got home late Friday night, he left early on Sunday. I've been single parenting all week and my nerves are wearing out.

Speaking of Republicans, I took a "quiz" at some website that was "How Democrat Are You" and the sister one, "How Republican Are You." I'm about 16% each - funny, huh? I was impressed, very much so, by Sarah Palin's speech. It's just a shame that her daughter is getting more press; you'd think the 17-year old was the one on the ticket, not her mama. I feel bad for her. I was 21 when my daughter was born and that was HARD. I can't imagine doing it at 17. Oh hell, I can't imagine my 17-year old son getting married because he knocked someone up. But then again, in my world, we are pro-choice and not very religious. There would be no shotgun wedding.