In Brief

My dad is going home today!

And I finally finished knitting something.

The Golden Compass

Yesterday, I went with djlicious and The Roommate and Erika to see The Golden Compass. Now, I really liked the movie. I thought the CG stuff was well done and I liked the story. I have not read the book so I don't know how it compares.

What we didn't like? They never turned the lights all the way out! They were dimmed, but you know how they normally go totally out after the previews? It didn't happen. The dj complained to the manager and we all got free passes for a future movie. Thanks, dj!

In other exciting news? I finally finished knitting something. Seriously, it has been forever. And if you are either my parents or Reuss and you are thinking, "I think she was working on that at my house, oh, like, MONTHS ago?" You'd be correct.

Yay!

Remember this? The hat I made and my friend Elizabeth made the scarf, and then we donated it to the Junior League Silent Auction? The auction was last night. I didn't go, but Elizabeth did, and she said it sold for $170. WHAT?!? Can you believe it.

OK, ok, it was paired up with a gift certificate to a hotel in Washington, but honestly, we live in Washington. I can't imagine that anyone was actually bidding on the hotel gift certificate, right?

Also? I sewed something. It's not perfect but it will do.

I Got

1. a flu shot
2. a bottle of water, courtesy my office, at the flu shot clinic
3. a package from my Secret Pal!

I made a hat

Click here to see it.

That is all. Nothing more to see here today, I'm afraid.

The Patient

I feel like a patient on House. Well, not in that I have some life threatening illness that's going to kill me. But just in that I have something that they're not sure what it is, so they're treating the two possibilities.

I fell, about a week ago, sort of through a bookcase, and scraped the skin off my hand. Since then, it's been oozy and gross and not healing properly. Since I had to go to the doctor yesterday anyway for more allergy medicine, I had him look at my hand, too. And he's not sure... either it's infected, or I have contact dermatitis. So we're treating both.

Contact dermatitis seems like a strange diagnosis, but since I am allergic to all kinds of weird things that do cause contact dermatitis for me (like coral! no more snorkeling for me) I guess I wouldn't be that surprised if it turned out to be an allergy. Maybe there was some mold on the bookcase; I don't know.

He took a culture, so that we can find out what it really is. And in the meantime, I'm on antibiotics and a steroid cream.

Oh, and yesterday, I got socks in the mail.