Socks still suck

Yes. I'm insane. I started another pair of socks. I'm almost done with the first one, just a teeenny bit more of the toe to finish, then on to the next one.

Part of me is taking my time with the toe, so that I never have to start numero dos. These are for me. I love myself enough to not want to share any of these billions of tiny little stitches with anyone. Anyway, at least I'm still knitting.

And someday, I'll use the magic loop, two socks at time method, maybe when I have lots of time to whip up dozens of pairs. Next lifetime.

I guess I was on a blog vacation.

But I'm back!

I will have to be gut-wrenchingly honest here and confess that due to many batches of burnt food (salsa, beans, stews, and then hard boiled eggs), I felt unworthy to blog about my fine culinary adventures....

Then I decided to lose some weight and I sort of lost interest in cooking all my favorite foods like vine ripened marinara sauce, homemade salsas, the famous tamale feasts, eggplant parmagiana...

And I started making instant sugar free jello and crazy stuff like celery sticks and sliced cucumbers. I also became a salt fiend. I gave up chips and salsa and sugar and white flour. Life hasn't been that fun to blog about.

And I've lost 25 pounds since January 15th. So that's the good news!
This Saturday, Mike and I celebrate our 25th wedding anniversary, and then going to Memphis for 5 days to see Graceland and Beale Street...and probably find some damn good southern food, not fried, but tasty. I'll send pictures!