Marie Grace Designs: There's a pregnant cockroach in my kitchen...

But its not what you think.

See, Son the Younger has pet Madagascar Hissing cockroaches and really we just adore them. We watch them and read about them and talk about them. They have even reached celebrity status here in our town and just last month made there first guest appearance at the local library.

So anyway we caught one of the girls laying an egg case a few weeks ago so now we are anxiously awaiting the emergence of 20-40 tiny baby cockroaches. Mama cockroach (aka Moe) has moved into her own small, but quiet, apartment so that she can relax and not be too worried about the rest of the bug clan eating her offspring.

It amazes me just how non-squeemish I have become since having children.

I don't have a really good segue that will get me from pregnant cockroach to yarn so I'll just jump from here...

I know there hasn't been much to speak of yarn-wise here for a while but let me tell ya... there's yarn on my kitchen counter (not far from the un-wed cockroach convent), there's a project or 2 chucked on the cedar chest next to my bed (right under that dinky reading lamp that isn't really bright enough to knit by), there's projects in baskets on my book shelf and there's graph paper all over my desk.

To top it off there's color cards I need to choose from and a stack I need to find an "order" for.

So in between hustling the kids to get their 4H projects finished and helping at the fair next week and dropping the truck off at the shop because I've blown some bearings and taking the puppy to Puppy class and getting ready for co-op to begin and preparing for the start of school(!) I am knitting. Knitting like a fool.