When "thought" takes over...

You know the saying "it's the thought that counts"? Well, sometimes the "thought" you are putting into something, the love and care you are putting into it, take over and things like attractiveness and, more importantly, practicality disappear. This happened to me on a project I started at least two years ago. I decided to learn how to knit. Good enough idea. Then I decided that I was going to make a blanket for my Hubby, who at the time was just my boyfriend. His favorite colors were orange and blue. I chose yarn of those colors, as well as white. I drew up a plan for how I was going to make squares and attach them together. My thoughts, and heart, were in the right place.

Then I got started. I made a bunch of squares and started putting them together. My "thought" was so intense that I was ignoring the fact that what I was making was pretty much hideous. The orange and blue were too intense. The squares were too thick- I was using two strands of yarn at a time. And in all honesty, when would Hubs ever even use this blanket? After a time I stopped working on the project and it sat in a closet wrapped up in a bag. The bag was moved when we came to the condo and eventually I pulled the pieces out and "folded" them... and put them in a drawer. Now that I have come to terms that the blanket is not practical (that's the kind word I'm sticking with), I've decided to pull my "thought" apart and use the yarn for something just as thoughtful. I'm going to make baby blankets, which I hope to donate when completed. However, I will not be combining the orange and blue. In fact, I probably won't even use the orange for the baby blankets... they don't need to go into shock after first being brought into this world. I'll find some use for it... maybe as a single row or edging on a blanket that's a color that coordinates better with it- something minimal like that. And I promise never to combine these colors again. And I hope that the picture below does not give you nightmares.

Wow. The blue stitching together of the squares was definitely a good choice. (again, why can't sarcasm be sent over the www?)

Moving on! The Zone for the week is the Master Bedroom/Bathroom/Closet. Tonight I focused on the hot spot that was flaming away next to my bed. Put it out in about ten minutes. Woo! As long as I can keep spots like that from heating up again, this room is pretty much fully decluttered. I am definitely going to go through and liquidate some stuff if I can, but mostly this room just needs to be kept neat and tidy. Oh, and I want to add more personality to it. The walls are a bit blah and I definitely need something over the bed.

Hubby and I went to the wedding on Saturday and had a really great time. We ended up being late for the ceremony, but were able to catch the end of it- which Hubs says is the most important part- the part where you are pronounced and finally get to be husband and wife. I'm taking this as him being sweet because the alternative is that he just likes it when the ceremony is finally over.

This was my favorite pic I took of the newlyweds. There is just something about Berkeley's focus that I love. The cake was beautiful... and large... and sparkly just like Berk. She definitely won the "cake-shoving-in-face" match up, although it was pretty tame and little cake was wasted.

Here I am with the beautiful bride as the reception was ending. We (meaning Hubby and his tipsy need to chit chat) were actually keeping them from their exit until a bridesmaid finally came in and told them the sparklers would be completely out if they didn't hustle out there right away. Berkeley did as I would have hoped her to do- she shrugged it off. Missing the sparklers wasn't going to ruin her special day. That's the way all brides should be- calm and enjoying each moment, even if the moment isn't the way they planned.

Here are some pics of the Hubs and I. Pardon my deer in the headlights look in the photo on the left. It is a disease, I think. And on the right is a pic of us dancing! WHAT?!?! I know, he actually danced with me... like one and a half times. However, the only reason he danced to the song during which we got our picture taken was because it was "Let's Get it On" by Marvin Gaye and he wanted to high-five Luke, who was trying to romantically dance with his new bride. My Hubby is such a twelve year old boy, I swear. But, his intentions caused no offense and Berkeley actually commenced to high-fiving me in response to the boys and their dirty minds. Ha, love it! And I'm just glad he danced with me... who knows when it will happen again?!?

Sunday was a lazy day, just as I predicted. I did make pancakes for breakfast. Casey's had chocolate chips, as usual. But apparently that wasn't enough... for he added chocolate syrup in addition to maple syrup. I'm not sure about the combination, but he sure enjoyed it.

Does anyone remember that comment about his "husky" nature.....

Oh, and I made Pastor Ryan's pasta carbonara for dinner on Sunday night. It was really good. Hubby says from now on when I want to make pasta with red sauce, that I should change my mind and make the carbonara instead. I'm really bummed that I made him sick of red sauce by making it too often when we first moved in together... it was one of the only things I knew how to make back then. And I love red sauce. Aw well, that's why it's good I can now make more than one thing- it means we can alternate! I'll be making some new ones soon and I'll share step by step on here. Hopefully some of them will be warm, fall dishes because fall is finally here in NoVa- the temperatures have dropped, the leaves are changing, and the air is crisp. I lit my pumpkin spice candle today and I will definitely be making pumpkin bread soon. I'll have to when Hubs comes home and smells the scent of pumpkin but can't find any bread!