time, the universe, reactions, and particularly knitting tend to slow down when combined with prescription narcotics.

i didn't really want vicodin proper, i kind of liked the vicodin-lite that b. had left over from something else. it really helped with the pain, but didn't make me loopy. or, as sis-in-law would say, it wouldn't send me on a vi-cation. so i asked the doctor (via the phone in rx line) for just enough vico-lite to last until tuesday when i have my appointment, at which point we could discuss pain management further. it's somewhat of a crap shoot on whether or not you get your prescription called in when you call the doc on a friday, but they did call it in. b. was nice enough to go pick it up today. he looked at it when he got home and said "uh, you didn't get the fakey vicodin". ruh-roh. i was almost as concerned about too much as too little. i get tired of being in a vico-haze. but, as it happens, that's where i'll be. probably just as well at least for the weekend. i need to be able to walk come monday.

i've cast on for the baby blu jeans which are perfectly easy and i don't mind the denim yarn nearly as much as i thought i would. i have to say, i may take the route that many i know have gone - only knit baby stuff! it's so much faster! you can finish projects in a weekend instead of a month and a half.

so, i recline, knit a little, nap a little. i did get up long enough to make coffee, do dishes and vaccuum (which was the absolute limit to uptime), here at chez talkingcrow, it's mostly naps with buck. i will now cave into a foggy nap for a little while.