grambles: Week-end cake

I haven't been able to post for a while, so I thought a big update would be good and it's been a week, OK, not quite a week, but enough for me since I'm usually a anti-social homebodier. But this weekend was really great, actually. On Friday Todd and I went out to Red Rock with my brother and his girlfriend. I haven't quite gotten used to calling her "his girlfriend" again, but it's a long story, so I'll leave that at that. The food was awesome! And I think we scared our table neighbors because we talked about guns all night. I think that was my fault, Todd and I are doing a community writing campaign about violence in America and I got carried away about my research. It was fun though, Eric's taking off to New Mexico to live with our cousin Joey and it was a good farewell.

Saturday, we spent the afternoon at the Beehive Tea Room, for a family Stitch n chess organized

by Tan (hopefully she will have pictures, hint hint). They had lots of yummy little sandwiches and other treats for their afternoon tea. And I got some much needed sock knitting in. I finished my duck stitch (Nicky Epstein) sock in between playing Fluxx with Cherry and Todd and going out to Indian food later at Royal India in Bountiful. Oh so good... My life is now complete, I have Indian food and a finished sock.

On Sunday I went to The Last Mimzy with Sara and Brianne. It was so good! I originally heard about it at Sundance, but wasn't able to make it to a screening, but I'm so glad we saw it in the theater because there were some really cool scenes and special effects. It also presents a really interesting viewpoint about what the future will be like and why some things are the way they are in the present.

So it was a good weekend and it preoccupied me enough to keep me from doing homework, so when I went in to French class on Monday, I had no idea what was going on. Even more disappointing was the phone call with my landlord, when he told me I can't have Haze, the dog we were going to adopt from my Mom. Never mind that my neighbor has 2 big dogs, and we want a really small one. And his wife already said I could have a dog. He says it's because she's has some pit bull in her, but I don't believe him. I do understand not wanting 3 dogs in that tri-plex, but make a policy then, don't say you can have dogs - but you can't. Anyway, that still stings a bit and I can't stand him right now. I really was ready to take care of Haze, so even though I didn't have her yet - I still feel like she's been torn from my arms. Those jerks!!

how can they say no to this?

So, the icing on my cake turned out to be a little sour, I know deep deep (really deep) down it's really for the best, but I guess I just don't like being told what I can and can't do- I'm sure there's plenty of people out there that can vouch for that :)

So yah... oh yah, so for my happiness and yours, those who are here for a little bit o' yarn porn, I would hate to disappoint. Merry Tuesday: