I want to be asleep. I really do. I NEED to be asleep as I’m sick and coughing and exhausted and haven’t slept through the night, pretty much since Clark was born in 2006.

These boys are going to kill me.

They just won’t sleep through the night. It’s more Max now than Clark, but if it isn’t one, it’s the other, and if it isn’t either individually, it’s both.

When they’re sick, as they were for the last couple weeks, the maternal thing kicks in and of course I want to be there to comfort. When they’re not sick, it’s frustrating and hard not to martyr. When I’m sick….. I JUST NEED TO SLEEEEP! For heaven’s sake.

So that’s that. I’ve whined. Now I can talk about these really cool books I picked up today. Well, technically it would be yesterday, but since it isn’t really time to be awake yet today, yesterday still feels like today. ‘Cause that’s not confusing.

There’s a silent auction coming up to fundraise for my girls’ church group to go to camp in the spring. I thought about revisiting the past and knitting some Best Friend Dolls again. (Oooh, and this one and this one and this one). I’ve been wanting to knit them anyway because they’re so darned cute, and this seemed like a good opportunity. Then I was wishing I had something that cool to make for boys. So Nate and I went to the book store today (yesterday) and found this and this.

Knit monsters and, wait….. crochet?

Yup. That Amigurumi book is really cool! I finally found a pattern (or patterns) that make me want to learn crochet. So I bought some hooks and I’m telling myself that I can totally figure it out.

‘Cause I can totally figure it out. Right?

Of course, I’m going to need a bunch of worsted weight wool now so I have lots of colors and textures to choose from. Most of my stash is sock yarn, lace, and dk.

I’m excited. Which is good, because it wouldn’t be hard in my current condition, (horrible chest cold, fatigue, sleep deprivation, violent coughing with nasty side effects, that awful pit in your stomach that happens when you don’t get enough sleep, cold sweats, and have I mentioned that I’m TIRED?), to be flat out miserable and grumpy and not wanting to do anything.

Hooray for yarn. And color. And funky things to do with them.

Nate and I also went to a yarn store in south Austin today (yesterday). She said she had a lot of Cascade 220. She clearly doesn’t know what “a lot” means. There was not a great selection of anything. She was very nice, I liked her, but how I missed The Weaving Works and Serial Knitter! I hope I can find a good yarn store down here. I guess I was spoiled up in Seattle and took it for granted. There’s quite the hopping fiber arts community up there to support a well stocked shop. Even the yarn selection at JoAnns was dismal.

Ugh. I’ve run out of things to say. I’m sooooo tired, but after getting up who-knows-how-many-times to comfort crying boys or to cough myself silly, it seems pointless to try to lay down again. You stop being able to sleep because you’re keyed up waiting for the next interruption.

Martyr, martyr, martyr.