If My Toes Are Blue . . .

. . . it must be the start of summer.

While I would never paint my fingernails blue, I’m happy to add my favorite color to my toenails. I tried to pick a teal shade this year after reading about Teal Toes, an organization that works to raise ovarian cancer awareness.

The color of the polish looks more teal in this photo than it does in real life, but I still love it. Thanks for tolerating this picture of my ugly feet with my wacky little sideways toes.

Here’s the progress on my Grown-Up sweater. As I planned yesterday, I finished the body and started the first sleeve. (Please don’t ask about the other things on my to do list. I didn’t even watch Juno yet.)

I’m nervous. I’m really intimidated by the idea of picking up stitches around the front and the neckline. The pattern tells me to use a smaller needle and pick up 2 out of every 3 stitches and knit, then knit a 2 by 2 rib for an inch. I’m so afraid that I won’t be able to make it look neat. I’m thinking of putting the sleeve-knitting on hold and attempting the big pick-up. Face my fears.

I’ve decided to keep my Smock-a-Ruche Scarf as it is, allowing it to remain in its natural, un-dyed state. Although 54% of voters encouraged me to dye it, the voices of the 46% who told me to leave it alone or didn’t want to get involved were a little louder. Okay. I’m a chicken. Too worried that I’ll ruin it. If I really want a bluish-purple Smock-a-Ruche, I’ll have to knit one with pre-dyed yarn. I’ve put it on my list.

Do any of you have the same problem that I’m having lately? It’s hard for me to admit, but it’s been said that coming to terms with the fact that you have a problem is half the battle in overcoming it, right?

I’ve become . . . um . . . addicted to this:

It’s embarrassing and humiliating, but I’m afraid that one day soon you’re going to see me sitting on the curb outside of Stop & Shop eating this stuff out of the can with a plastic spoon. What’s wrong with me?

This Chef Boyardee thing started within the last few weeks. I saw it on the grocery store shelf and before I knew what I was doing, I’d put two cans in my cart. When I checked out, I stared at the cans, wondering how they’d gotten there, but I allowed them to be scanned and paid for. When I got home, my fingers found themselves pulling the lid off the can and dumping the mushy contents into a bowl. (Thank goodness I remembered to throw a napkin over the top of the bowl before I microwaved it. Major splatter issues.) I ate it all within minutes. And I liked it.

Now I buy it every time I go to the store. Any store. Wal-Mart. Target. Any store. I look for it. I know I can’t be the only person who eats this. There must be others. Any advice for me? Any recovering canned pasta addicts?

Even Emmie likes it.
That’s her egging me on to open another can.

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8 Responses to “If My Toes Are Blue . . .”

  1. Anonymous Says:

    I love your toes and the sweater, but I love Emmie the best. Send her to me !!!!
    Love,
    Mom xxxooo

  2. Jennu Says:

    I used to love the Boyardee. And then I read the nutritionals and discovered they have a days sodium in one can. Or more. It’s been a while.

    So, as far as convenience foods go, it’s still not too bad, but if you want to break the addiction, think about how thirsty you are after eating it.

    You’ll do fine on the sweater. You’re likely to get it right on the first try. And if you’re not happy with it, it won’t be hard to rip it out and re-do.

  3. acambras Says:

    Does your chiropractor know that Chef Boyardee is your new boyfriend?

  4. BeccaH Says:

    Thank you so much for posting about the tealtoes! I had no idea they existed, and this week I will locate some teal polish! My Nana passed away last year after fighting ovarian cancer, so I’m all about supporting the cause!

  5. anphoe Says:

    I thought I was the only one who would take pictures of my toes with cool color nail polish… Nice color, you have picked.

    Your sweater looks great! Can’t wait to see the finished product!

    I used to be addicted to the can spaghetti with mini meatballs too. Then I went to Pasta Fair couple times, and now I seldom eat can pasta. (maybe once a while)

  6. Erin Says:

    I used to have a spaghettio problem. I maybe even used to eat them cold. Then I looked at the nutrition information.
    The sweater’s looking good, and so are the toes. I’m so glad sandal season is here!

  7. mad knitter Says:

    Mmmm, Chef Boyardee! Spaghettios, sans meatballs, has been a guilty pleasure of mine since I was a kid! One of the great benefits of having kids was that I felt free to start keeping them in the house, LOL! I’ve succeeded in turning two of my kids on to them, but alas, the older two seem immune to the siren song of canned pasta :). And I have an Italian mama and know how to make a killer sauce *and* sometimes even make my own pasta by hand. But sometimes, nothing but Spaghettios hits the spot. You go girlfriend.

  8. Sheila Says:

    I laughed when I saw that you have blue toes too! My granddaughter, Olivia (5), makes sure she gives me a pedicure every-other-week. Your blue polish is prettier than hers though – lol. Warning, it never comes off.

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