Friday, October 10, 2014Morning Things
I don't like to say anything about anybody that I wouldn't say to their face, so I need to remember to scream this tomorrow.
Mornings, you are SO stupid.
There is nothing that I like about Mornings. They can be made slightly tolerable with large quantities of caffeine, but that doesn't change that they are stupid. Really, the only thing that makes them not stupid is when they don't start until the clock reads double-digits on the hour hand.
Mornings are the worst.
Alexis disagrees. Alexis thinks that all times of day that are spent with your eyes open are good times of day. That kid springs out of bed an hour earlier than she needs to every morning before school. She gets herself dressed, watches a little TV, makes herself a waffle for breakfast, and generally throws a little Me Party.
Or at least she used to.
As of late, Miss Alexis has sacrificed her hour of having total and complete control over the TV. She has traded that time all to herself for some time hanging out in the master bathroom.
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With Mila.
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It's nothing but little morning things that go on.
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But they are the most amazing, beautiful morning things.
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The little morning things are almost enough to make me not hate mornings.
Just Plain Ridiculous
Something like a year ago I had a moment where I clearly had way too much time on my hands because I googled "how to crochet video." That was the beginning of the end of my last shred of sanity because I fell down the rabbit hole in a BIG way. For whatever reason, I get sucked into things like that, which is the only explanation I have for why I spent over three hours watching and rewatching the same 2 minutes of a YouTube video on how to start a blanket.
It was in the fourth hour that it occurred to me that maybe I should try a different video and see if someone else was able to get through my thick skull a little more effectively. Spoiler alert: it worked. I snapped through the start of that blanket after the first try with the new video.
I worked on that blanket for a very long time. 15 minutes here, 30 minutes there, I kept working. It would be done by now, except that I got distracted. The distraction's name is Mila and she started to steal my extra minutes. It's cool, though, because she's a special sort of awesome.
Well, that, and she provides me with an excuse to make new ridiculous things.
The first order of business after her birth was to make a cocoon thing for a particular photo. This photo, actually.
I was super proud of myself, even if I should have just finished the blanket before I started the cocoon.
Then I fell off the train. I had actually finished a real project, so what was the point? I didn't need to crochet any more!
But then I needed a cocoon in Alexis' school colors for football games because Alexis said so. It bothered Alexis that Mila never wears school t-shirts or something to show her school spirit. The cocoon was our compromise when she asked me to make Mila a miniature cheer uniform.
There was a bit of yarn left over when I finished that cocoon. I can't stand to let things like that go to waste, so I was all "I will make a hat! An epic hat! That matches the cocoon!"
I should have been slapped for thinking that because WOOOOOOAH. SLIPPERY SLOPE. I found my way to YouTube again and discovered a video that promised to show me how to make a hat in 20 minutes. The promise was true, you guys. I had a little Mila-sized hat done in just a little over 20 minutes.
You know what happened from there, right? More time in the rabbit hole!
This whole obsession that I seriously cannot fit into my day has escalated to this level now.
I mean, seriously.
Who needs sleep when I can stay up until all hours of the night making ridiculous hats for Mila?
