Oh when the weather is outside is frightful, your hands will be warm and fashionable, with your new gauntlets you glow, let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.

The fingerless gloves in the picture I started to make for myself. I almost has the first one finished when a customer stopped by and saw them. Needless to say, my gauntlets were sold before they were finished. They are made from a recycled yarn with a fiber content of cotton and ramie. I love the colors, they are just so fun. I have enough yarn left over to make myself a pair.

They are perfect for the joyful weather coming our way. According top the weather-dude there is snow coming our way. As soon as the first flakes show up tomorrow, mass chaos will ensue. I love snow, I always figured that if you have the cold, at least you can have the snow to make things look pretty. Besides, I prefer to drive in snow rather than rain.

I can tell I'm getting old. After I picked my car up from it's inspection, I stopped at the local grocery store to get gas. The store has this thing that if you spend so much you get 10 cents per gallon off. It's been a while since I cashed in my points. I paid 69 cents a gallon for gas, yes you guessed it, my car now has a full tank (the first in a long time). Hubby scanned his card and got gas for 89 cents a gallon. We compared how much me paid and just kept giggling like school kids. With gas at $3.09 a gallon, this was a big thrill for us. I think we need to get out more often.

I was having my usual Saturday sushi fix at Round Eye Sushi at the Market and I started joking with the guy preping wasabi that I wanted my wasabi shaped like Buddha. I learned never to joke with the wasabi guy. He made me a wasabi Buddha. I mean no disrespect to any Buddhist who may read the list, but you have to admit he is adorable. The only problem was I couldn't use him on my sushi then, it just felt like I was dishonoring him.

I do believe that cabin fever has gotten to me. Above is a picture of my winter pets before they fell and died on this warm day. I was growning icicle pets on the front porch. I had a whole zoo of them spanning across the front. They were so pretty. This morning when I went to work, they were healthy and happy hanging off the rain gutter. Then when I came home, they were all laying in the yard melted. My pets are no more.

At least I still have my cat to console me. He's the only one who understands my unnatural obession with icicles and the art of growing them. Everyone one just humors me so I don't stick one of my pets down their pants. Did I mention I was training them to be attack icicles?

I'm feeling better today. Just a little tired and silly.