Mama, intarsia made fun of me!

Gosh, I don't know what to do, I have a finished knitting project. Although I am far too lazy to knit intarsia, I muddled through it anyway. I'll probably redo the intarsia part again because I learned my lesson about cheating with intarsia. Bah, I hate intarsia. Pattern from Mags Kandis Simple pattern book.

In other news, we went out to dinner last night for the mother-in-law's birthday. It was pretty uneventful, but nice I guess. Everyone seemed to be in a pretty good mood. My one niece ate everything except the table and the other refused to eat at all and talked the entire time about how great she was. Reading Dooce yesterday almost made me doubt my decision to not have kids, but then, er...no.

The worst part about not having kids is the jealousy you create in others who do have kids. "Must be nice to have time to do that..." "Just think if you had kids, you'd..." "Well, you don't have kids, so..." Then there's the people who tell you outright you are selfish for not having kids. Yes, I've been told that point blank. My older niece is always asking me why I don't have kids...wonder who put her up to that? I like kids just fine but not having them was just the best thing for us. It was a painful decision that took a couple of years to get clear on and now that I'm 39, I don't think I'll back out now. I have isolated moments of regret (like when I read Dooce's entry), but I know I will have to deal with those from time to time. So, don't lash out at your childless counterparts--it does hurt.