So much for regaining lost sleep...

I couldn't drift off again, so I put on my R.E.M. CD and went through some of my knitting magazines, looking for baby patterns. I'm hooked on baby knits. They're just so darn cute! The cardigan I'm working on is coming along nicely, although I'll have to block it because of some loose spots. I finished the increases, and next I have to cast on some stitches (eight, I think) on each end for the cuffs. Yep, it's knit in one piece.

My mom and I keep quoting from Rocky Horror. Like the other night. Mom was cooking dinner on the stove, and I was heating up some leftover pork chop to go with my potatoes - mom was cooking the rest of the pork chop pieces in saurkraut and onions, and I don't like saurkraut and onions most of the time, so she set aside some meat for me to heat up in the microwave. I can't remember what we were talking about, but I said, "It's ASTOUNDING..." and she continued, "Time is FLEETING..." Also, earlier tonight, I was talking to her about something (again, I can't remember what... maybe something knitting-related???), and I began, "I remember..." and my mom added, "Doing the TIME WARP...." It was so funny.

And since my mom has corners of her Flair board on Facebook devoted to certain themes (like Meatloaf and Rocky Horror), I decided to do the same thing with my Rocky Horror Flair and my Robert Plant Flair.

I hate it when I feel tired, but I can't go to sleep. Drives me nuts. I think it'll happen again tonight.

Kitty! :)

As you can see, the recliner is not mine, it's hers. Silly cat. She was on my bed this morning, but I kicked her off because I thought she might attack my feet. She's probably sleeping on my bed again. Or is it 'still'?