new week, new month...

I amstill wondering what will it bring, but it is out of my hands now, so I am calm(er) about it. I still haven't even mentioned it to P. as I don't want him to tell me why I shouldn't do it (he always does this) and then be snug if I do not get it, and later throw it in my face (which is his usual way). On his BD pressie I deceided to go the middle way I got him a book, "The secret of water" by that japanese man who took those amazing pictures of the watermolecule in containers that had words printed on them, and what a difference between the one that had hate and the one that had love written over... fascinating. Ch. did ask me why didn't I got a bigger present for his dad, and I told him, because I didn't got ANYTHING last year, not even a happy birthday, and when the next day I asked him that really this was all he planned to celebrate my 40th he said "hah! celebrate? You do not deserve any celebration!"... I should have known that he would rush to his faaather asking why did he do it, and he simply denied it. He said that something is wrong with my memory, and the usual... but he simply DENIED it. It didn't happened. I asked him "ok, then tell me just what did you gave me", and of course he couldn't say... Why the heck do I try to be nice to him still???

Onto more positive things. I got a translation from the trainers last week... I must have left positive impression, to have them trust me with this... I gave them a very sensible price though, and if it turns out well both of us will be happy...
And I met with my Ravelry knitting friends. We had lunch which was great. And since Dinara said that she is going to met with a girl from Russia who might join us I asked if I can come along, she was happy to agree... All turned out great because I could give the cafe as the meeting place for the trainer to hand the translation over... So friday all turned out well.
On the knitting front, the cotton-linen version of the Butterfly dress seems to fly off my needles, I finished the lace edges, and the bodice of the front...