Knit and the City

All is well.

I haven't entered the Promises Rehab Center. I haven't been building an ark in my back yard in anticipation of the apocolypse. I'm not the father of Dannielynn. I haven't been dumped, or lied to, cheated, or in any other way offended by anyone.

I've just been, well, busy, I guess. Until December, I was quietly cooling my heals in our appellate unit, waiting for a spot to open up in our homicide unit. While I had kept some of my cases from the Special Defense Unit, and was occasionally in court, for the most part, I was at my desk on a daily basis, plenty o' time for blogging. In December, I moved into the homicide unit. While I'm not on trial, most of my new cases won't be ready to go for at least a year, I am frequently at the prison, in court, or pow-wowing with my boss or trial partner. In the beginning of the year, I also started working at Rosie's on Saturdays. So, I guess blogging about knitting kind of became like blogging about work, and it just wasn't so relaxing.

As far as the podcast goes -- there will be another podcast! Christina and I are just both really busy, and we both work on Saturdays. That's it - no controversies, no mental health breakdowns, no rift - the conversation usually goes like this - "We really need to podcast." "Yep." "When do you want to do it?" "How's 2 weeks from Sunday?" And then 2 weeks from Sunday will roll around, and another obligation will have cropped up. For us, podcasting was always a hobby, and sometimes life just doesn't give you time for all of your hobbies.

I have been knitting - a lot. I'll try to be better about posting.

I am still waiting for my Rockin Sock Club package - I have to send kudos to the Blue Moon Team though - as soon as I emailed them that there was a problem - they got right on it. If only the cable company were as thorough!