Its a small world

I have wasted the entire afternoon messing around on another one of these stupid networking sites. I have only found three people I know to make connections with so even more reason to call it a waste of time. This site claims to be very exclusive and have info for scoring invites to great parties/events. I don't know how true that claim is. I did manage to find out about a group of amateur art collectors that sounds like it might be fun. I contacted them and they sent me an invite for a party next week. Depending how next week shakes out, I might try going. Right now, all I want to do is spend a few nights laying on the sofa watching movies. If only the movie channels would cooperate and play something that I am interested in seeing. This afternoon, I stumbled across the movie Alexander and thought it might be fun to watch while I was pottering around the house. OMG, that was the worst movie I've seen in a long time. In all fairness, I only watched it for a few minutes every 20 minutes or so, but it never seemed to improve much. We have got to find away to get better movies on TV. We don't have a pay-per-view option on our cable, which is a shame. There aren't any video stores around here and there are so many films that I want to see but never get a chance, due to the baby/babysitter thing. I was so jealous when my girlfriend from Hong Kong was telling me about how nice it is to have full-time live-in help. Can you imagine? No advance planning necessary for a night out, you could just pick up your keys and walk out of the house, whenever the fancy took you. Spent a fruitless hour last night over dinner trying to convince B to move to Asia. He is a true Frenchman, however, and could only point to the lack of good bread as a insurmountable stumbling block.

So, off to knitting group tonight. I don't think that I have touched my knitting in the last 3 weeks. It sits there, on the side table in the living room, glowering at me. I really really really want to finish that stupid sweater for Ella, and I purposely didn't buy her a pink sweater in my last shopping spree for the very reason that I am knitting her one. But its so hard! I was fine, so long as all I had to do was back and forths of the same stitch. Now, I have to start counting and reading patterns and blah blah blah- its too hard. I need a resident knitting grandma to give me realtime advice. OR better yet, to bossily grab it out of my hands when I start going wrong and knit all the hard parts for me. Do you think it would be worth putting up an ad on Craigslist?