Disaster.

Moths. I think I has them. Help.

Okay, now that I've made Lesley dizzy, I should clarify. They're in the basement, in the closet, mostly in House Man's winter sweaters, since he isn't wearing them much right now, for obvious reasons. The stash is upstairs, and well stored for the most part. But I still think we need to do some "moth control" downstairs, and some stash investigation as well.

Steph, I don't really want to call an exterminator, because most of what gets used for moths is either toxic to cats or possibly carcinogenic, and then there's that whole pregnant thing, and this is all going down in my bedroom closet. Although someone out there on the innerwebs somewhere suggested using neem oil and soap in water--apparently it's not toxic to any mammals, just all kinds of bugs! I might look into that.

Deb, I've made sachets, based on an innerweb recipe, using lavender, peppermint and rosemary. Will be placing them liberally in the stash when I start going through it bag by bag. But the freezer, well, it's pretty darn tiny, and just isn't going to happen. Apparently, again from the innerwebs, you can heat to 120 for at least half an hour to kill larvae and eggs, so I might try the dryer for the sweaters--dry wool sweaters won't felt in the dryer will they? Felting needs water as well as heat, right?

Arr.

Click to embiggen so you can read the authors' and illustrator's names.

Last night we went to a book launch for this book. Just so happens that this was written by two coworkers. Anyway, the launch was a load of piratical fun. The Boy came along. He had a blast.

He and Jack Sparrow are great friends now. At one point, I looked over to see The Boy kneeling down while Jack knighted him. Lesley, I wish Cam had been there to see it!

So, if you have any little people in your life, do rush out and buy a copy of this wonderful picture book. Written and illustrated by local talent (the illustrator is amazing!), it's definitely worth a spot on your bookshelves.

What's that? You want knitting content? Well, see, here's the thing. I seem to have misplaced the new camera. And The Boy has taken possession of the old camera. So I really need to find the new camera and get some photos downloaded. I am knitting, I swear!

I know you love me...

Yesterday was Friday. We all went to my parents' for dinner, as we do every Friday. As usual, The Boy stayed for a sleepover. As we got ready to leave (me driving the car, because I'd come straight from work, House Man riding his motorcycle, because he'd come straight from work too), The Boy and his Gran were standing at the top of the driveway waving goodbye. The Boy's parting words to us, while jumping up and down and waving both hands, were

"Bye mum, bye dad, I know you love each other and you both love me. Bye!"