Easter!

So as you know, yesterday was Easter. Most people on Easter would, you know, eat. Dye eggs. Hide eggs. Find eggs. Eat eggs. Eat candy. My family didn't do all of that. My family just ate. 

No candy. No eggs. Ham.

But it was the amazing ham that my uncle makes, so all was well. My family however, is made up of anti-socials, hermits, and the occasional extrovert. It's rare, but it does happen. Some of us actually go outside. And, like it. --gasp-- I know. 

But, me not being one of those extroverts, I enjoyed the silence of my family's company. And, instead of swapping silly stories or actually doing something worthy of Easter that held high moral standards, I did this:

This is a suitcase to which I have converted into a backpack. I use it because I have to commute to school everyday, and quite frankly don't like dragging everything back and forth so much. So instead of dragging I converted to rolling. What you see here is a WIP.  In the square section, you have the Trespassing stripes. It's pretty much the only way I know how to do fandom for Adam*. The strip above it is a portion of the fourth Doctors scarf. The picture really doesn't do it justice, so you know. It's much more colorful in real life. 

But with that said, I must comment on the thought I know that all of my imaginary readers are having, and the answer is yes:

Yes I am actually knitting the scarf. 

I've been working on it for a number of months now, knitting on and off. This isn't because I'm not a hugely addicted fan or anything, it's just that I started knitting the scarf MONTHS before I watched a single episode. This is because I wasn't ready to start another series, but knew from what I'd been told that I'd be a huge fan of the doctor anyways. So, I started knitting early in preparation for my fandom. 

The colors I used are more vibrant, so to say, than the original ones. I know, but to get the perfect colors, I needed to buy it in its original yarn type and I don't like wool. I wanted my scarf to be comfortable and was willing to sacrifice color exactness for it. 

Back to Easter.

So, I have this bird. She's a parakeet named Wyatt and, like the rest of the family, is a hermit. Except, unlike the family (and shockingly like me), she hates people. If you get too close, she'll start flapping around her cage until all of her fallen feathers are in a puff cloud floating to the ground. The feathers on her body will be all in a fluff, and she'll look like she's gained a ton of weight. After that, since she's officially pissed at you, she glares. Right at you. Like, people say that cats plot to kill their owners, but I think this bird is out to get me. 

This, is Wyatt:

In a blissful moment to which I caught her off guard, I got a decent picture of her. But don't be fooled. Those beady little eyes can turn on you in a beat. 

She's vicious. 

*Lambert