Oh the joy of finishing

I finished something.

I know. you're spit-taking...it's okay...I'll wait.

Okay, screen wiped off?

Actually I've finished 2 things. I made gwen socks. I love gwen...and as long as you don't sleep with them, i love socks.

Socks and sleeping...just wrong. Just the idea of something on my feet while I'm asleep gives me the jibbleys. Like right now, I'm a-jibblin'.

Anyway, so I finished that. And a sweater for a baby. I was really delayed on this, which is why I've told friends that are preggers that I'll make them a 12 mos sweater. Because then I MIGHT have time/impetus to finish it. This assuming that they call me with pattern/yarn choices at the moment of conception... (insert kinda creepy visual here). If I'll get any further behind, I'll be going "you're knocked up...great, let me know what your child would like if he goes to a cold university...and what university...i'll make him a scarf."

So what does yours truly have going on...now that I've got those two done.

Knitting:
a baby sweater with embroidery...woooon (not cast on)
sweater for the monkey (not cast on)
sweater for cute toddler (on the knitpick line...)

Crochet
blanket for mom-in-law (uh...kinda christmas...more like fourth of july)
blanket for friend (oh the joys of making motifs...plus i subbed in DK yarn and then changed needle sizes. 5 down, 47 more to go...then the sewing...oh i hate the sewing)
blanket for friend -- hate the pattern, need a complete do over

Things I cast on because the yarn made me and told me I had to:
socks for me out of malabrigo
socks for me out of lorna laces

I need six more hands and some new audio books.