Some Blog Cleanup

I've cleared out some abandoned/frogged items from the WIP bar. The Mommy Snug, while it looks like a good idea, isn't working out in the yarn I had for it, and the more I thought about it, the worse the idea of a knit sweater in Texas while pregnant sounded. That's 4 or 5 abandoned projects that the box of Cotton Ease has been through, and probably not the last.
The Mystery shawl was going well, but I wasn't loving it. I think working on that was part of where my non-knitting has come from. I had to force myself to work on it, and when I saw the direction that clues 5-7 were taking, I was less than motivated. To make matters worse, I lost track of where I was in the pattern, and repeated a 10 row section 30 rows back from where I was. I tried tinking/frogging to that point, but wound up frogging the whole stole in a spray of black beads of doom.
Instead, I have been working on Venezia, thinking maybe I can get the sleeves done to get a FO picture done soon before my belly gets too huge. I kicked out the rest of the first sleeve in a weekend, and know started on the cuff of the second sleeve this weekend. I couldn't remember the mistakes that I made in the first cuff, so they won't match 100%, but I think with careful blocking, it shouldn't be too bad. I don't think I'm going to worry too much about getting the stripes on the sleeves to match up, I'm just going to go with what ever surprise the ball of yarn I pick gives me.
The second PFS does get some work, here and there, but not as much. Maybe its because I have already knit the shawl once that the mojo isn't really there, but I want to get this done so I can use the salvaged black yarn from the MSA to knit something for my twin for Christmas/birthday time.
I haven't had DH take any recent belly shots, but its there, somewhere under all the flab that is getting pushed up and out. Ugg. I told myself that I was going to be in better shape and thinner when I got pregnant again, but oh well. We had a good midwife appt last week. Finally got to hear the little stinker's heart beat. S/he was hiding under the pubic bone, and didn't want to be found.
The Fall semester is getting ready to start on Monday, so this is crunch time (and overtime season) at work, so there won't be much knitting going on.
My parents sold their house, and are signing the paper work today. And I am in a bit of a funk about that, but since they are both retired, there is no way they can afford the old house, and now they can move to the beach and be bums for the next few years.