It rained all night. We really need that rain here. I woke up a few times in the night. Since Cody’s gone back to work Winter has been trying so hard to meld molecules with me when we’re sleeping such that she almost pushes me off the bed. You parents to big dogs and human babies alike probably know the drill: every time you turn over the kid inches just slightly closer to you so you inch just slightly back. As the night goes on you find you’ve moved a foot or more. Sometime Wednesday night I tried sleeping sideways on the bed with my back to the pillows. I got smooshed up against the wall. The really disturbing part is her spine is about as long as mine when we’re back to back. Big dog, short lady, using 1/4 of the big king-sized bed while the cats could get the rest but usually they choose to lie on the other side or right on top of me.

Frequently I’m a Phunq/Winter sandwich with a Melon on top and a side of Kurry on a big bed of linen garnished with a whole bunch of pillows.

Don’t tell me to make the dog sleep on the floor that’s just not happening with that sad face and our owner-dog-as-child-replacement codependency. Who watched last Sunday’s episode of Huff? Did you hear Huff’s mom talk about her ridgeback sleeping in bed with her? That was cool. I love ridgeback spotting. There’s one jumping up to kiss a man in a Sheraton commercial that’s been playing too. But you have to pause to see the ridge. That caught my attention as I was fast forwarding through the commercials.

Ridgebacks seem to be getting really popular now. I know the (good) breeders view this as a mixed blessing, as that means more people will be adopting them when they don’t know what they’re getting into or they’re more likely to be bred by people who are greedy or don’t care about the health and well-being of the breed in general or the individual dog. They’re good dogs but ridgebacks certainly have their own minds about things. And that usually involves food or their “person” but usually food. I love my dog but she’s terribly spoiled, like me, and, like everyone else in the house, needs to go on a diet. I could see people thinking they’re cute but returning them if they were too “difficult” to train. And that is always such a shame.

Other than waking up three times a night to make the dog move I’m doing fine so stop worrying you people who get worried when I don’t post often enough (you know who you are). I’m just in the mood to sit on the sofa and knit. I’m in the final stretch of my toe up 2 socks on 2 circs with koigu I got for my birthday last year. Just finished the heel and I’m on the cuffs! They’re very bright festive socks, making me want to call them The Birthday Socks.

And I’ve been making a big fun fringy gypsy stole out of the various yarn I picked up at Artfibers in San Francisco. I really enjoyed that place it was cool for several reasons. I think my favorite part (aside from the incredibly cool yarn at extremely reasonable prices considering the length and content) was sitting in the seating area with the windows open onto the busy street below. It felt very urban loft chic but the sounds of the traffic below was strangely comforting too. Like a different kind of white noise than the ocean. My white noise is usually a fan, various snoring beasts, and a familiar movie. Yep, my house is a mess, I let the pets sleep on the bed, and I sleep with the tv, you wanna make something of it?