don't ask what kind of animal is by the pretty lady...it might be a
kangaroocorgi...
Thursday, June 15, 2006
Texas Grilling, Mason Randall, the NEXT Food Network Star, or something prestigious like that
Texas Grilling, Mason Randall, the NEXT Food Network Star, or something prestigious like that
Originally uploaded by CorgiMom.
Emeril Lagasse in person, and gotten his approval for his cooking. Wish
him luck and buy his barbecue sauce, especially the Kansas one it's my
favorite. AHHHHHHH! Crap! there is something crawling around in my bra
as I sit here typing in a v-neck black tank. I screamed, Troy killed
the little spider bugger on my bra! There are spider guts on my
Victoria's Secret bra! Yuck get it off me now! If I have little spots
all over when I wake up I am blaming the spider. And maybe I will stay
home from work and knit all day...wishful thinking the knitting part
not the spider bite marks.
Ok, seriously, that just happened. I have now shed a layer if you get
what I mean. I was out gardening today as I took the BIG TEST this
morning/afternoon. It is done, the books are going to get dusty I hope
really dusty. I don't find out my score till 6 or so weeks, but I think
it went pretty well.
There are so many things I can do now, now that I am not studying for a
big test. Paint the remaining interior walls of our Crayola house,
garden, knit, Knit my first Booga bag, scrapbook, etc. Today I gardened
and did lots of weeding and pruned our shrub roses and willow bushes.
They all look nice and re-structured- to use a therapy term.
I have to give a big shout out to the lady at the testing center who
let me eat her home-made trail mix when I was hungry during my test- at
approximately 1:20pm. She was a staff member there, and I needed some
food, thanks lady :)
Austin Texas' yarn store on the funky SoCo district
Short for South Congress Street. Rachel Ray (I want to be her) went to
Austin, Tx on a recent Tasty Travels episode on last Wednesday night. I
recognized places on the show, like Blackmail and the Vivid color store
connected to it. Rachel were we in Austin at the same time?!?!?! And
nobody let me know!
Austin, Tx on a recent Tasty Travels episode on last Wednesday night. I
recognized places on the show, like Blackmail and the Vivid color store
connected to it. Rachel were we in Austin at the same time?!?!?! And
nobody let me know!
Hmm...I'm needing a little therapy...
Boutiquey clothes, and lush chocolates, anything better? Any window
offices available for me?
offices available for me?
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
Making history rockstar style at the Blanton Art Museum's grand opening
Making history rockstar style at the Blanton Art Museum's grand opening
Originally uploaded by CorgiMom.
museum had a 24 hour grand opening party. Check out that giant flower
arrangement to the right of the stage
hooray for sales at Target
New plate and bowl, with pad thai noodle garnish on bowl edge, tulips
in background.
in background.
the Jaywalkers, completed, finally.
The idea of the pattern wasn't too hard, but the actual work of it
proved itself challenging. Such that this was almost abandoned
following the completion of sock 1. That would have been the first
knitting project I've ever abandoned. But I stuck it out.
proved itself challenging. Such that this was almost abandoned
following the completion of sock 1. That would have been the first
knitting project I've ever abandoned. But I stuck it out.
Saturday, June 10, 2006
oriental cabbage slaw
I promised this recipe once upon a time, a long time ago, and I made it again tonight so here it is.
Oriental Cabbage Slaw
1 pkg shredded coleslaw cabbage 16 oz.
4 oz. toasted almonds
1 pkg Oriental flavor ramen noodles uncooked (break up the noodles with your hands while in their little baggie)
1/2 cup peanut oil
1 1/2 tablespoons of sugar, white
Blend oil, sugar, and oriental ramen noodle seasoning pack (included with noodle pack) in a blender, pour over coleslaw cabbage, and uncooked ramen noodles, toss all together with almonds. Chill about 30 min. then serve. Feeds a lot of people.
Oriental Cabbage Slaw
1 pkg shredded coleslaw cabbage 16 oz.
4 oz. toasted almonds
1 pkg Oriental flavor ramen noodles uncooked (break up the noodles with your hands while in their little baggie)
1/2 cup peanut oil
1 1/2 tablespoons of sugar, white
Blend oil, sugar, and oriental ramen noodle seasoning pack (included with noodle pack) in a blender, pour over coleslaw cabbage, and uncooked ramen noodles, toss all together with almonds. Chill about 30 min. then serve. Feeds a lot of people.
Friday, June 09, 2006
The chocolate tasting...our dessert selection- yes- all this came together
The chocolate tasting...our dessert selection- yes- all this came together
Originally uploaded by CorgiMom.
sandwich, and chocolate marshmallows
Thursday, June 08, 2006
best ever crabcake
full of tender crab...mmm...I don't know how the chef got it to stick
together because it was practically pure crab
together because it was practically pure crab
DH's food
My food was sole fish with potato rosti, and a shellfish ragu, DH had a
steak thing with polenta and queso fresco and some fun sauces
steak thing with polenta and queso fresco and some fun sauces
Raspberry mojito
This was my drink of choice the night before my big test. DH suggested
we got to Cosmos after I had told him about it, along with the
disclaimer of its priciness. I wanted a relaxing night pre-test, and
that is exactly what I experienced, along with tantalizing tastes and
visual appeal.
we got to Cosmos after I had told him about it, along with the
disclaimer of its priciness. I wanted a relaxing night pre-test, and
that is exactly what I experienced, along with tantalizing tastes and
visual appeal.
Monday, May 29, 2006
sleeping in
We slept in today- till about 10 am. It was wonderful. I have to study for my upcoming test today, and in searching for a good place to go came across this study of best places. It has all sorts of "bests", including best cities for sleeping. Minneapolis, MN made the top of the list. Check it out here. http://www.bestplaces.net/docs/studies/AmbienSleep.aspx
I am continuing to work on my orange and cream and brown socks. I finished the first sock while at the conference in Chicago, IL. I am past my favorite part of the sock, the turn heel on the second sock.
I have been fighting with my digital camera and its batteries. They (the batteries) are draining their energy quite quickly- and at a more rapid speed than usual. Whenever I turn my camera on the low battery light is quick to begin flashing.
DH and I went on a great date the night my flight from IL came. We ate Afghani food at Khyber Pass, and followed it up with a new place on Grand Ave, the Italian Ice Cafe. That place was really great because I love Italian ice. We had caramel custard and sour apple Italian ice in a gelati. It was a little like eating an extra indulgent caramel apple, frozen style. We plan to go back to this little place tonight as its irresistable.
The staff was made up of a 20's something couple, and Bruiser, their bulldog-like big dog who was quite friendly. The couple was very friendly and we talked about movies with them. The cafe was adorable, vibrantly painted with a whimsical feel. My kind of place to be sure. There was a light with a cartoonish cloud motif, and DH professed to enjoying reading the comics on the bathroom walls. I plan to bring my camera tonight- with freshly charged batteries.
I am continuing to work on my orange and cream and brown socks. I finished the first sock while at the conference in Chicago, IL. I am past my favorite part of the sock, the turn heel on the second sock.
I have been fighting with my digital camera and its batteries. They (the batteries) are draining their energy quite quickly- and at a more rapid speed than usual. Whenever I turn my camera on the low battery light is quick to begin flashing.
DH and I went on a great date the night my flight from IL came. We ate Afghani food at Khyber Pass, and followed it up with a new place on Grand Ave, the Italian Ice Cafe. That place was really great because I love Italian ice. We had caramel custard and sour apple Italian ice in a gelati. It was a little like eating an extra indulgent caramel apple, frozen style. We plan to go back to this little place tonight as its irresistable.
The staff was made up of a 20's something couple, and Bruiser, their bulldog-like big dog who was quite friendly. The couple was very friendly and we talked about movies with them. The cafe was adorable, vibrantly painted with a whimsical feel. My kind of place to be sure. There was a light with a cartoonish cloud motif, and DH professed to enjoying reading the comics on the bathroom walls. I plan to bring my camera tonight- with freshly charged batteries.
Friday, May 19, 2006
Go Saint Paul Saints, and Borealis Yarns
For hosting Sip, Knit and Pitch, or whatever they called the knitting night at the Saints game. Let me tell ya, it's fun to knit on a Trekking XXL sock that is orange and cream stripey, and watch the ballgame entertainment that is unique to the Saints game. There was a contest to see who could knit the fastest, and a leafblower contest, and a freaky fan human trick contest. I was one of three contestants in the freaky fan contest. I demonstrated how I could touch my elbows together in front of my body in a backwards way. I was up against an eyelid flipper, and a double jointed fingers person. And, I won!!!
Yay mom and dad for supplying the winning deoxyribonucleic acid of which I am formed! I knew my biology background would come in handy sometime. I won 6 tickets to the X men three preview, and three t-shirts, a poster, and a sticker for the movie. The shirts say "Proud to be a Mutant" (I'm wearing it now), and 2 that say "Why Try to Fit in When you were born to stand out."
There was one injustice of the evening- missing the yarn swap and missing the free ball of yarn for the first 500 knitters- due to DH's delayed flight mishaps. Oh well. It was a great night all in all. And now (in 10 minutes, or whenever I finish my quickie post) we are driving to Kansas, a 7 hour drive to Bonner Springs to go to my brother's college KU graduation ceremonies weekend. The first and most significant event there begins at 8:30am, and we will be in a hotel 45 minutes away from it. Fun times.
DH is back after his weeklong "excursion" for work to CO. It is great to be able to share a bed again, I haven't slept with him since Sunday morning!
Pics to follow.
Yay mom and dad for supplying the winning deoxyribonucleic acid of which I am formed! I knew my biology background would come in handy sometime. I won 6 tickets to the X men three preview, and three t-shirts, a poster, and a sticker for the movie. The shirts say "Proud to be a Mutant" (I'm wearing it now), and 2 that say "Why Try to Fit in When you were born to stand out."
There was one injustice of the evening- missing the yarn swap and missing the free ball of yarn for the first 500 knitters- due to DH's delayed flight mishaps. Oh well. It was a great night all in all. And now (in 10 minutes, or whenever I finish my quickie post) we are driving to Kansas, a 7 hour drive to Bonner Springs to go to my brother's college KU graduation ceremonies weekend. The first and most significant event there begins at 8:30am, and we will be in a hotel 45 minutes away from it. Fun times.
DH is back after his weeklong "excursion" for work to CO. It is great to be able to share a bed again, I haven't slept with him since Sunday morning!
Pics to follow.
Thursday, May 11, 2006
really good news!
No. I am not pregnant you silly gooses for thinking that.
Lisa- my wonderful, sweet, funny to no-end, I can talk about anything with her friend DOES NOT HAVE CANCER!!!
I am OH SO happy for her and her family, and myself too, because I didn't want to have to be sad for her anymore. She is now a cancer survivor, as the DR.'s got to it in time, and got it out of her body. Talk about an answer to a prayer request. PTL! Praise the Lord ya'll!
You can read the saga, and now happy news on her blog.
Lisa- my wonderful, sweet, funny to no-end, I can talk about anything with her friend DOES NOT HAVE CANCER!!!
I am OH SO happy for her and her family, and myself too, because I didn't want to have to be sad for her anymore. She is now a cancer survivor, as the DR.'s got to it in time, and got it out of her body. Talk about an answer to a prayer request. PTL! Praise the Lord ya'll!
You can read the saga, and now happy news on her blog.
Wednesday, May 10, 2006
Happy anniversary to us!
Today Dh and I are three. We will be celebrating taking off work early and visiting the new Walker art museum, the Como zoo conservatory, having dinner, and whatever else we can find to do.
I did finish the Jaywalkers- finally. I made a zillion mess-ups on them, which I ripped out, and reknit. I like the first one I knit better- it tapered with my leg using decreases, and the smaller size pattern. I knit that on size 2 needles. The second sock I knit 1/3 of with size 2's, and the rest with size 1's. That one I did not taper and knit the larger sock size on the pattern.
I started another sock, with Trekking XXl, it is orange and yellow-gold. I was first using a lacey top pattern, and then lost momentum on it, and couldn't regain the lace stitches when I tried to rip out the gauge swatch on it following the lace pattern. I have since settled on a 3/1 rib. I want a mindless sock now- no more fretting!
I did finish the Jaywalkers- finally. I made a zillion mess-ups on them, which I ripped out, and reknit. I like the first one I knit better- it tapered with my leg using decreases, and the smaller size pattern. I knit that on size 2 needles. The second sock I knit 1/3 of with size 2's, and the rest with size 1's. That one I did not taper and knit the larger sock size on the pattern.
I started another sock, with Trekking XXl, it is orange and yellow-gold. I was first using a lacey top pattern, and then lost momentum on it, and couldn't regain the lace stitches when I tried to rip out the gauge swatch on it following the lace pattern. I have since settled on a 3/1 rib. I want a mindless sock now- no more fretting!
Friday, April 28, 2006
Hello from Austin TEXAS
That is where I am now, in the Marriott that has armadillos as a type of crown moulding on the lobby walls. I did some great shopping at J Crew and bought the goldfish sweater- pics later. Last night I met up with my brother from KS in town here with his roommate from college to visit his friends' sister- and we had drinks at the Brown Bar. I had a caramel apple martini with butterscotch Schnapps, and some apple liquor. YUMM-O ! We were out LATE! Like 2ish. The night life was quite happenin' even on a Thursday. There were several blocks of bars just blocked off from traffic- and people walking everywhere. Lots of police on horses, too. It was pretty wild to see that much excitement on a Thursday.
I knit a bit on the Jaywalkers that never end- while stdy breaking at Starbucks for a few hours yesterday. Someday they will end- but hopefully before I run out of yarn.
I plan to take a nap before going to a wedding rehearsal dinner at Buca di Beppo- then maybe stay out late again with my bro, DH, and his roommate.
I knit a bit on the Jaywalkers that never end- while stdy breaking at Starbucks for a few hours yesterday. Someday they will end- but hopefully before I run out of yarn.
I plan to take a nap before going to a wedding rehearsal dinner at Buca di Beppo- then maybe stay out late again with my bro, DH, and his roommate.
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
My grandparents'- now mine china cabinet
With my things in it now. Thanks Mom for helping me decorate it so
pretty!
pretty!
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
Missing: Snb'er
I missed group today. Sad, sad times. My other knitting friend didn't return my call suggesting an evening knitting date. Double sad. I went to Menard's and spent an hour there looking at chair leg floor protectors, doorknobs, and lighting. I also picked up Family Circle knitting (yes, at Menard's) for one particular pattern, a summer cotton yarn twin set with eyelets and a middle cable tank. Cute. DH was gone, and I was on my own.
I am still working on getting to the heel flap part of my Jaywalker. I might reach it tonight. The sock keeps measuring at 6.35 or something, despite knitting and measuring for progress. I might do that safety pin trick so I can see more visibly the progress.
I have been toying with the idea of completing some unfinished things. Here is the list: summer light green cotton capelet (kit from Target). I am mulling over the idea of ripping out the first completed half of it, and tinkering with the pattern to knit it in the round instead of as two pieces), grape cable Sierra purse (still needs handles to be purchased, and for me to sew in its lining), blue boy baby sweater (needs the button band to be completed and sewn on), orange mohair baby sweater (needs me to weave in the tails from crabstitch trim on cuffs and outer edging. I sewed the rest of the snaps on today while being sick for half a day). That might be it.
I knit 3 cotton dishcloths between a week ago Saturday and Easter day. One for my Mom, one for my MIL, and one for my GMIL (Grandma in law). I have another to make still, for my SIL. They are my springy little treat to their recipients. I have a new favorite dishcloth pattern, and no, I haven't knit dishcloths for about 2 years, and I have been knitting for about 2 1/2 years total.
I am still working on getting to the heel flap part of my Jaywalker. I might reach it tonight. The sock keeps measuring at 6.35 or something, despite knitting and measuring for progress. I might do that safety pin trick so I can see more visibly the progress.
I have been toying with the idea of completing some unfinished things. Here is the list: summer light green cotton capelet (kit from Target). I am mulling over the idea of ripping out the first completed half of it, and tinkering with the pattern to knit it in the round instead of as two pieces), grape cable Sierra purse (still needs handles to be purchased, and for me to sew in its lining), blue boy baby sweater (needs the button band to be completed and sewn on), orange mohair baby sweater (needs me to weave in the tails from crabstitch trim on cuffs and outer edging. I sewed the rest of the snaps on today while being sick for half a day). That might be it.
I knit 3 cotton dishcloths between a week ago Saturday and Easter day. One for my Mom, one for my MIL, and one for my GMIL (Grandma in law). I have another to make still, for my SIL. They are my springy little treat to their recipients. I have a new favorite dishcloth pattern, and no, I haven't knit dishcloths for about 2 years, and I have been knitting for about 2 1/2 years total.
Tuesday, April 18, 2006
knitting posting
Will I ever get to the 6.5 mark on my Jaywalker mate? It seems to go on forever! I did change from size 2's to size 1's. Well, they are Addi Turbos' size ones, which translates into an American 1 1/2- but we don't have that size. Had you ever noticed the "bump" in conversions- it is not a seamless transition from a 1 to a 2.
I personally haven't noticed much of a difference in the stitch size between the one and the two. Both needles have been the Addi Turbo circulars, so there is no glitch in switching brands that could explain the difference in sizes. I never would have noticed the anomaly but I had pulled out my newly purchased size ones to compare. They looked pretty much the same. This I expected, they are the same brand, but then I pulled out the Susan Bates Gauge thing- and alas, the Addi T. is bigger than a one, but fits the hole with a little looseness of the size 2. Hmm...thus began my additional research, the back of the needle packaging. There, listed out was the mm conversion and the American conversion. So note to all- read the package before you buy!
I did some more research, and found others confirming my experience. Here ya go. Wendy, and here is some other really interesting if not nerdy knitterly reading.
Next, I will have to get out my gauge thing, and check the gauge, and see how it compares.
For now, I will satisfy myself with some Teavana Roobios Tropica tea to tame my sore virusy throat. I have been trying to fight of what I consider to be the North Dakota strain of something. I credit my cousin as the supplier, and the exchange happened during my grandpa's funeral in IA. I am convinced it came from ND, as I profess to display resistance and immunity to the suburban and urban viruses of the metro area and it's outyling metro area counties.
I personally haven't noticed much of a difference in the stitch size between the one and the two. Both needles have been the Addi Turbo circulars, so there is no glitch in switching brands that could explain the difference in sizes. I never would have noticed the anomaly but I had pulled out my newly purchased size ones to compare. They looked pretty much the same. This I expected, they are the same brand, but then I pulled out the Susan Bates Gauge thing- and alas, the Addi T. is bigger than a one, but fits the hole with a little looseness of the size 2. Hmm...thus began my additional research, the back of the needle packaging. There, listed out was the mm conversion and the American conversion. So note to all- read the package before you buy!
I did some more research, and found others confirming my experience. Here ya go. Wendy, and here is some other really interesting if not nerdy knitterly reading.
Next, I will have to get out my gauge thing, and check the gauge, and see how it compares.
For now, I will satisfy myself with some Teavana Roobios Tropica tea to tame my sore virusy throat. I have been trying to fight of what I consider to be the North Dakota strain of something. I credit my cousin as the supplier, and the exchange happened during my grandpa's funeral in IA. I am convinced it came from ND, as I profess to display resistance and immunity to the suburban and urban viruses of the metro area and it's outyling metro area counties.
Oh cute, someone took their Greyhounds dogs to the park!
Just like we took little Weasel and Buster McDuster to the park. Wait! Um...there's a lot of them. Like five, and they are really big! I'm kinda scared of that many big greyhounds in a pack- AH!!! They are deer!
This is what I said while walking at near-dusk in a semi-unfamiliar, but previously familiar park. DH and I took the dogs to a park in New Brighton after dropping my sister and brother in law off at their car (they had rode back in Arenal my XB with us from WI).
About an hour or so elapsed before we called them- to bail us out of the dark park.By then we had found our way out of the dark and then scary to me park, and onto neighborhood like land with good suburban lighting. They were willing to "rescue" us and our dogs, and then chauffeur us back to Arenal in the parking lot of the dark park. Thankyou, a big shout out for the help out!
This is what I said while walking at near-dusk in a semi-unfamiliar, but previously familiar park. DH and I took the dogs to a park in New Brighton after dropping my sister and brother in law off at their car (they had rode back in Arenal my XB with us from WI).
About an hour or so elapsed before we called them- to bail us out of the dark park.By then we had found our way out of the dark and then scary to me park, and onto neighborhood like land with good suburban lighting. They were willing to "rescue" us and our dogs, and then chauffeur us back to Arenal in the parking lot of the dark park. Thankyou, a big shout out for the help out!
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
Genevieve and my other new Think! shoes
I'm sure they will help me think better...The day I bought them I
matched them. My toes match the red strap, and my zip-up shirt matched
the blue stripe, and I had on a matching green shirt on, too! They just
called my name.
matched them. My toes match the red strap, and my zip-up shirt matched
the blue stripe, and I had on a matching green shirt on, too! They just
called my name.
Saturday, April 08, 2006
Sock Blessing
Little Jaywalker, held in the palm of one's hand
One's hand who loved me
You were grasped, and held, and loved
by my Grandpa.
You were complimented,
An honest compliment that you were very nice,
the moment in time, that moment you were held
I was held.
Held and loved,
Feeling your love, your fleeting life,
in that moment you were held.
One's hand who loved me
You were grasped, and held, and loved
by my Grandpa.
You were complimented,
An honest compliment that you were very nice,
the moment in time, that moment you were held
I was held.
Held and loved,
Feeling your love, your fleeting life,
in that moment you were held.
Thankyou blogfriends for your kind support...
It is great to see the support from blogfriends. If that wasn't a word, I just coined it thusly.
It has been a tough week. Monday my favorite Grandpa went to heaven- left this earth, and thus I will never to get to visit him in person again. I was quick to desire several mementos to remember him by- I selected these from his home in IA. Things I selected were- some small Dutch dolls, his glass milk pitcher, and his garden tools. I gathered old letters I had written during my high school days, which he had saved in a few drawers. I found an envelope that my Grandma had written on, (she went to heaven 4 days after our wedding) it held a paper I had written for a class, The paper was titled, "A Relationship I Cherish." This paper shared many of my great memories of my Grandparents.
I dreaded, absolutely dreaded going to the funeral. I felt that he could be alive in some form- for as long as the space existed between his last breath and that social and religious tradition, the funeral. I longed for his presence, his life in this world as I refused to accept reality. The night before the funeral I was up late studying for the other big thing in my life, my Marriage and Family Therapy test. I felt like I could just slowly study away the hours before that two o'clock appointment, that attempt at closure, and feared the speeding clock brought on by sleep.
I was almost left at the cemetery. Had it not been for my only girl cousin speaking up for my absence I would have still been there. I was busy when they boarded the "limousine" for the pallbearers, my cousins, brother, and DH and I. I was still gathering my own flowers from my Grandpa's flowers at his graveside. They were beautiful, lush red roses, and pure white delicate yet sturdy tulips, both surrounded in greenery and baby's breath. My Grandpa was always generous with the flowers he grew, and even though his green thumb wasn't responsible for these, I knew he would let me have them if he were there, and could tell me so. In a way he shared his flowers with me- just like always, like I remember.
It has been a tough week. Monday my favorite Grandpa went to heaven- left this earth, and thus I will never to get to visit him in person again. I was quick to desire several mementos to remember him by- I selected these from his home in IA. Things I selected were- some small Dutch dolls, his glass milk pitcher, and his garden tools. I gathered old letters I had written during my high school days, which he had saved in a few drawers. I found an envelope that my Grandma had written on, (she went to heaven 4 days after our wedding) it held a paper I had written for a class, The paper was titled, "A Relationship I Cherish." This paper shared many of my great memories of my Grandparents.
I dreaded, absolutely dreaded going to the funeral. I felt that he could be alive in some form- for as long as the space existed between his last breath and that social and religious tradition, the funeral. I longed for his presence, his life in this world as I refused to accept reality. The night before the funeral I was up late studying for the other big thing in my life, my Marriage and Family Therapy test. I felt like I could just slowly study away the hours before that two o'clock appointment, that attempt at closure, and feared the speeding clock brought on by sleep.
I was almost left at the cemetery. Had it not been for my only girl cousin speaking up for my absence I would have still been there. I was busy when they boarded the "limousine" for the pallbearers, my cousins, brother, and DH and I. I was still gathering my own flowers from my Grandpa's flowers at his graveside. They were beautiful, lush red roses, and pure white delicate yet sturdy tulips, both surrounded in greenery and baby's breath. My Grandpa was always generous with the flowers he grew, and even though his green thumb wasn't responsible for these, I knew he would let me have them if he were there, and could tell me so. In a way he shared his flowers with me- just like always, like I remember.
Monday, April 03, 2006
12:00
Prompt as always- he died at 12. Not a minute before, not a minute after. That was when he usually ate lunch. Everything was always on schedule, and the coffee was placed ready to be made in the coffe pot the night before it was to be brewed.
My favorite Dutch, tulip-loving gardening Grandpa has gone on to heaven. It is a beautiful day to be in heaven, I would think. I was able to sing to him a song I wrote for him, here it is below.
When you woke up in the heavens, sun's rays extended down to earth
to lift you high, far above the sky,
When you woke up in the heavens.
And you heard the Father say, "well done, well done"
When you woke up in the heavens.
Now your time on earth is done, eternity's just begun.
When you woke up in the heavens.
He died shortly after arriving at hospice care, with his daughters and family around, and Christian music playing (his favorite), and he was not in pain.
My favorite Dutch, tulip-loving gardening Grandpa has gone on to heaven. It is a beautiful day to be in heaven, I would think. I was able to sing to him a song I wrote for him, here it is below.
When you woke up in the heavens, sun's rays extended down to earth
to lift you high, far above the sky,
When you woke up in the heavens.
And you heard the Father say, "well done, well done"
When you woke up in the heavens.
Now your time on earth is done, eternity's just begun.
When you woke up in the heavens.
He died shortly after arriving at hospice care, with his daughters and family around, and Christian music playing (his favorite), and he was not in pain.
Sunday, April 02, 2006
UPdate
Today DH met me in IA, with "my little family of my own" composed of Buster and Genevieve. We went to Petco in the am, and they hung out in my new car in crates for the rest of the day, with intermittent breaks to go outside and do their business.
It has been a very tough few days. All my family and Grandpa Bert's friends have been visiting and singing hymns per his request to him. He has been saying quite a bit, he told my brother and cousin- both single college men- to find themselves a woman for a wife. And it was cool to have my husband come and talk with him too as well as support me.
Jaywalker part 1- the first of the pair was completed last night, was it last night? NO, the night before last. It fits perfectly. I had some extra toe sts near the end on needles 1 and 4, so I continued the decrease pattern on those needles, and just knit those sts on needles 2 and 3. The toe is great- not too long. I cast on for the second sock that night also, and it is almost 3 inches along.
My Aunt and I did a 1000 piece puzzle in the hospital waiting room from between the hours of 2 and 11 I would say. My brother put in one or two pieces, but I think Aunt and I did the bulk of the puzzle. It was a blue-songbird, with some suns, a moon, stars, and some abstract rectangles. I wanted to glue it together with puzzle glue and put it up in either my kitchen or my living room- it would match either. But it belonged to the hospital, so I didn't glue it together.
We are back now, in MN. The days have been rough and tough. I could not sleep last night at all; I hope to sleep better in my own bed with DH. The waiting is really tough, I wish I knew how long all this would last. I am still deciding if I am going to work tomorrow- it's been a long weekend full of stress, exhaustion, and poor sleep. I slept much better on Friday night- after a margarita. I wished I'd had one last night, it made a big difference the night before. Well, that's all for now.
It has been a very tough few days. All my family and Grandpa Bert's friends have been visiting and singing hymns per his request to him. He has been saying quite a bit, he told my brother and cousin- both single college men- to find themselves a woman for a wife. And it was cool to have my husband come and talk with him too as well as support me.
Jaywalker part 1- the first of the pair was completed last night, was it last night? NO, the night before last. It fits perfectly. I had some extra toe sts near the end on needles 1 and 4, so I continued the decrease pattern on those needles, and just knit those sts on needles 2 and 3. The toe is great- not too long. I cast on for the second sock that night also, and it is almost 3 inches along.
My Aunt and I did a 1000 piece puzzle in the hospital waiting room from between the hours of 2 and 11 I would say. My brother put in one or two pieces, but I think Aunt and I did the bulk of the puzzle. It was a blue-songbird, with some suns, a moon, stars, and some abstract rectangles. I wanted to glue it together with puzzle glue and put it up in either my kitchen or my living room- it would match either. But it belonged to the hospital, so I didn't glue it together.
We are back now, in MN. The days have been rough and tough. I could not sleep last night at all; I hope to sleep better in my own bed with DH. The waiting is really tough, I wish I knew how long all this would last. I am still deciding if I am going to work tomorrow- it's been a long weekend full of stress, exhaustion, and poor sleep. I slept much better on Friday night- after a margarita. I wished I'd had one last night, it made a big difference the night before. Well, that's all for now.
Friday, March 31, 2006
prayer request
My Grandpa (on my Mom's side) had a stroke, and isn't doing well. His apt. had to be broken into to find him. I am on my way with all my family to visit him in IA. Please send him prayer and warm thoughts. Thanks.
Thursday, March 30, 2006
Something to bitch about...
On the day of my stitch n bitch, there arose later in the day a situation worth
bitching about. This was my trip to one of those pre-pay gas stations. I try to avoid
them, and DH admits to leaving any pre-pay gas station and finding a "normal one" but
I had to go to the bathroom. It was right before my second appt. after SnB, so I went
to the gas station and figured I'd refuel as long as I was there. Well, it was a
prepay one, and it was packed. I didn't want to try to reverse in a circle to reach a
pump on the opposite side of my tank so I figured I'd wait it out behind a parked car
near the diesel pump, conveniently blocking the gas pump I'd selected. Meanwhile the
owner of that car comes out with a bottle of oil after several minutes' time. Ok, I
thought, I can be patient (I should really be knitting this out) I'll let this guy
put in the oil in his car.
So he proceeded to open the hood, and add the oil. Then he gets into his car and
starts it up, and begins reversing- right at my new car! I had no idea why he had to
back up when there wasn't a car in front of him, but I followed, and backed up too.
Then I realized what he was doing. He was going to pump his own gas at the pump I'd
been waiting for!
So I zoomed past him into a different spot, rather irate by his behavior. I parked. I
went in, and used the bathroom. Upon exiting the restroom the first thing I laid eyes
on was a bag of circus peanuts. That reminded me of my Grandma, who often had those
big marshmallowy candies at her house. I had to buy them so I did, along with $15 of
gas.
I walked out to my car, had to open my car to open the gas tank door, and began to
pump my prepaid gas. Nothing happened. It didn't work. It was at this point that I
realized that I had paid for gas at pump 8, not pump 2 where my car was parked. Crap
I thought, now what!? Surely the gas station person can push a little button and
transfer the gas from that pump to mine. But she couldn't. She did proceed to tell
the person in front of my prepaid gas pump what I had done.
I felt silly, and a bit annoyed. I hadn't been able to see the pump number with a big
Comcast truck blocking all but the furthest away pump numbers. I wondered what to do,
by now frustrated and almost willing to donate that 15 dollars of gas for the price
of my sanity.
I was also feeling a bit unsafe, there had been a man yelling at the gas stations
cashiers to give him 75 cents. I thought of some of the families I know. I would not
want to get on some of their bad sides- and I felt nervous and annoyed.
Then I stood looking at the pump that held my prepaid gas and trying to brainstorm
how to get it. Fortunately some man walked over the the pump where a big pick-up had
just parked and told him of the situation. He held my spot so I could reverse and go
to a pump I hadn't wanted to go to, but had to go to. And I got my 15 dollars of gas.
I was on my way to a sesssion, and knew my frustation would ruin my objectivity in my
work. So I called DH to vent. And that was my worst gas station trip yet. Plus, my 15
dollars of gas only partly filled my tank so I might have to do the whole process
over again tomorrow. Let's hope not. Now I need to go veg with my Jaywalker for
solace from the retraumatization of that experience.
bitching about. This was my trip to one of those pre-pay gas stations. I try to avoid
them, and DH admits to leaving any pre-pay gas station and finding a "normal one" but
I had to go to the bathroom. It was right before my second appt. after SnB, so I went
to the gas station and figured I'd refuel as long as I was there. Well, it was a
prepay one, and it was packed. I didn't want to try to reverse in a circle to reach a
pump on the opposite side of my tank so I figured I'd wait it out behind a parked car
near the diesel pump, conveniently blocking the gas pump I'd selected. Meanwhile the
owner of that car comes out with a bottle of oil after several minutes' time. Ok, I
thought, I can be patient (I should really be knitting this out) I'll let this guy
put in the oil in his car.
So he proceeded to open the hood, and add the oil. Then he gets into his car and
starts it up, and begins reversing- right at my new car! I had no idea why he had to
back up when there wasn't a car in front of him, but I followed, and backed up too.
Then I realized what he was doing. He was going to pump his own gas at the pump I'd
been waiting for!
So I zoomed past him into a different spot, rather irate by his behavior. I parked. I
went in, and used the bathroom. Upon exiting the restroom the first thing I laid eyes
on was a bag of circus peanuts. That reminded me of my Grandma, who often had those
big marshmallowy candies at her house. I had to buy them so I did, along with $15 of
gas.
I walked out to my car, had to open my car to open the gas tank door, and began to
pump my prepaid gas. Nothing happened. It didn't work. It was at this point that I
realized that I had paid for gas at pump 8, not pump 2 where my car was parked. Crap
I thought, now what!? Surely the gas station person can push a little button and
transfer the gas from that pump to mine. But she couldn't. She did proceed to tell
the person in front of my prepaid gas pump what I had done.
I felt silly, and a bit annoyed. I hadn't been able to see the pump number with a big
Comcast truck blocking all but the furthest away pump numbers. I wondered what to do,
by now frustrated and almost willing to donate that 15 dollars of gas for the price
of my sanity.
I was also feeling a bit unsafe, there had been a man yelling at the gas stations
cashiers to give him 75 cents. I thought of some of the families I know. I would not
want to get on some of their bad sides- and I felt nervous and annoyed.
Then I stood looking at the pump that held my prepaid gas and trying to brainstorm
how to get it. Fortunately some man walked over the the pump where a big pick-up had
just parked and told him of the situation. He held my spot so I could reverse and go
to a pump I hadn't wanted to go to, but had to go to. And I got my 15 dollars of gas.
I was on my way to a sesssion, and knew my frustation would ruin my objectivity in my
work. So I called DH to vent. And that was my worst gas station trip yet. Plus, my 15
dollars of gas only partly filled my tank so I might have to do the whole process
over again tomorrow. Let's hope not. Now I need to go veg with my Jaywalker for
solace from the retraumatization of that experience.
Noro Kureyon, Trekking XXL, and some JoAnn Etc novelty stuff in the background.
Noro Kureyon, Trekking XXL, and some JoAnn Etc novelty stuff in the background.
Originally uploaded by CorgiMom.
"swatch" with single, double, and triple crochet samples. This was my
first learn to crochet swatch. This pic features my third purchase of
Trekking XXL yarn. I haven't used any of the other 2 skeins. I hope it
is good stuff!
I was eating a snack while uploading these pics- subconsciously
selected- and it was pink strawberry mist Yoplait Whips! yogurt, and
drinking a strawberry kiwi juice cooler. Pink and red snack time!
Jaywalker in Online yarn- pink and red composition
Last night I worked on untangling the yarn mess that my corgi created
when I wasn't looking. It was a big mess before I wound it into a ball.
It took me part of last night, and part of this morning to detangle.
Also featured, some Malabrigo.
when I wasn't looking. It was a big mess before I wound it into a ball.
It took me part of last night, and part of this morning to detangle.
Also featured, some Malabrigo.
Koigu-loving koala in a "cloche-like" glass thing
I bought this glass ting at Walmart with the intent to plant some
flower bulbs in it on some smooth rocks. I can't find any smooth rocks
at Target, and thus my koala got to sit in the trifle-dish.
flower bulbs in it on some smooth rocks. I can't find any smooth rocks
at Target, and thus my koala got to sit in the trifle-dish.
I made this quilt with help from my grandma-in-law
And I bought this book at my Father-in-law's favorite store, Menard's.
Our Menard's has books and Rachel Ray stuff too. It is a really cute
book. Sometimes I read it to DH before bed.
Our Menard's has books and Rachel Ray stuff too. It is a really cute
book. Sometimes I read it to DH before bed.
Peeps bunny cupcakes
My mom made these awesome cupcakes with a layer of cool whip and fresh
raspberries for my best friend's baby shower. I really like the shadow
on them, it makes them look kind of spooky, like Wallace and Gromit's
"the curse of the where-rabbit" movie.
raspberries for my best friend's baby shower. I really like the shadow
on them, it makes them look kind of spooky, like Wallace and Gromit's
"the curse of the where-rabbit" movie.
drop-stitch prayer shawl
This I made for a friend with kidney problems. She has been doing
really well lately, which is great to see. I think the prayer shawl
might have something to do with it.
really well lately, which is great to see. I think the prayer shawl
might have something to do with it.
Saturday, March 25, 2006
New car is here!!!!
I picked her up on Thursday morning, following a visit to the socially sanctioned torture place- the dentist where I had my teeth cleaned.
Promptly it began snowing, enroute to the car place. Then I drove her for the first time. She was parked in front of the Scion place, near the door, as if to protect her while she was on display. She was beautiful, her logo shined in a silvery matte way, and the redness of her exterior was breathtaking. Well, maybe not breathtaking, but definitely easy on the eyes, attractive, and appealing.
I am happy with her. No, I am very happy with her. She is short enough to park anywhere with easy, yet roomy enough to be ultra comfortable. Her little radio display is too fun for words, as I can change the background of the display to match whatever outfit I am wearing on any given day, or just change the colors as I wish. I direct IPOD hookup rocks- HELLO knitting podcasts, Brenda Dayne's Cast On voice is become quite a familar sound to me. As of yet I have not actually knit along while listening to them- because I am always driving at the time. No- I do not knit while driving. Not often anyway.
My new bluetooth thing has made it possible to make work phone calls while parked, and knitting. That is a real treat.
There are no pics of my new car due to her logo. The logo is supposed to go unwashed by a car wash for a week, to ensure its adhesion. When her logo was ordered through the Scion accessories place it arrived, and no one felt adequate to put it on. Not even the people who had "installed" rear bumper appliques on other cars. They had to call in the experts. It took them an hour to do it. It is really cool.
Today- I did a ton of studying. Anyone want to hear about communication theory, cybernetics, positive and negative feedback loops, emotion-focused couples therapy?
The jaywalker- after all this is a so-called-knitting-blog. SNBers you'll remember that I was sort of coming along on the one sock. Well, Wednesday night I frogged a bunch of it, back to the place before the heel chunk, and before the short row heel part. Then I redid a bunch. Then, last night, I was tinking, row after row, and finally decided to frog a bunch more, to get back to my goof up spot. I am a bit of a knitting perfectionist, I'll admit it, but I also value comfort. There was a place where I hadn't done the knit into the front and the back part, and it was rendering my zig zagging pattern awry. It wouldn't do. So, much tinking and frogging later, I am back to moving along at a slowish, but steady pace. One sock by spring. That would be a reasonable goal. Not a pair, a single, lonely but lovely bright Supersocke by Online in the Fun colorway. But just one sock.
Promptly it began snowing, enroute to the car place. Then I drove her for the first time. She was parked in front of the Scion place, near the door, as if to protect her while she was on display. She was beautiful, her logo shined in a silvery matte way, and the redness of her exterior was breathtaking. Well, maybe not breathtaking, but definitely easy on the eyes, attractive, and appealing.
I am happy with her. No, I am very happy with her. She is short enough to park anywhere with easy, yet roomy enough to be ultra comfortable. Her little radio display is too fun for words, as I can change the background of the display to match whatever outfit I am wearing on any given day, or just change the colors as I wish. I direct IPOD hookup rocks- HELLO knitting podcasts, Brenda Dayne's Cast On voice is become quite a familar sound to me. As of yet I have not actually knit along while listening to them- because I am always driving at the time. No- I do not knit while driving. Not often anyway.
My new bluetooth thing has made it possible to make work phone calls while parked, and knitting. That is a real treat.
There are no pics of my new car due to her logo. The logo is supposed to go unwashed by a car wash for a week, to ensure its adhesion. When her logo was ordered through the Scion accessories place it arrived, and no one felt adequate to put it on. Not even the people who had "installed" rear bumper appliques on other cars. They had to call in the experts. It took them an hour to do it. It is really cool.
Today- I did a ton of studying. Anyone want to hear about communication theory, cybernetics, positive and negative feedback loops, emotion-focused couples therapy?
The jaywalker- after all this is a so-called-knitting-blog. SNBers you'll remember that I was sort of coming along on the one sock. Well, Wednesday night I frogged a bunch of it, back to the place before the heel chunk, and before the short row heel part. Then I redid a bunch. Then, last night, I was tinking, row after row, and finally decided to frog a bunch more, to get back to my goof up spot. I am a bit of a knitting perfectionist, I'll admit it, but I also value comfort. There was a place where I hadn't done the knit into the front and the back part, and it was rendering my zig zagging pattern awry. It wouldn't do. So, much tinking and frogging later, I am back to moving along at a slowish, but steady pace. One sock by spring. That would be a reasonable goal. Not a pair, a single, lonely but lovely bright Supersocke by Online in the Fun colorway. But just one sock.
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
wanted: knitting hypnotist
Last night while in bed after a crazy night of doing excess paperwork for my job in hopes that I would have less to worry about on Tuesday, the "twas the night before SnB EP..." I fantasized about feeling relaxed, and calm, and energized. This fantasy was due to the fact that my mind was racing and my body was tense with stress, just knowing that the next day I would be getting up really early (6:19am) and having sessions from 8-5:45pm.
As I laid in bed I told DH that I need some knitting hypnotism. The kind that leaves my body with that oh-so-gratifying feeling that accompanies a really good knitting session. The kind that is unhurried, lengthy, and evokes productive feelings that can be derived only from having a long session of time in which to knit at my own pace, the feeling that comes from learning and mastering new knitting techniques, and last but not least, acheiving a finished object. The kind of experience that refreshes your mind and energizes your spirit; I desired such an experience last night, but it was not to be had. Maybe tomorrow.
Instead, I watched an episode of Gray's Anatomy, and went to bed.
Therefore, my expectations are high for my next SnB.
Does anyone know of such an opportunity existing perhaps nearby, or even anywhere?
As I laid in bed I told DH that I need some knitting hypnotism. The kind that leaves my body with that oh-so-gratifying feeling that accompanies a really good knitting session. The kind that is unhurried, lengthy, and evokes productive feelings that can be derived only from having a long session of time in which to knit at my own pace, the feeling that comes from learning and mastering new knitting techniques, and last but not least, acheiving a finished object. The kind of experience that refreshes your mind and energizes your spirit; I desired such an experience last night, but it was not to be had. Maybe tomorrow.
Instead, I watched an episode of Gray's Anatomy, and went to bed.
Therefore, my expectations are high for my next SnB.
Does anyone know of such an opportunity existing perhaps nearby, or even anywhere?
Sunday, March 19, 2006
The XB organization
My red car is not in my possession yet. But that's okay. The dealership desired to please us, well, please me for sure as the new car owner-to-be, and in return for a delay on my last extra feature on my car being back-ordered offered me in compensation the use of the Silver Scion XB track vehicle. I joked with DH, that maybe I could drive it till Wednesday SnB, and he said the dealership said that's fine. Plus, they apparently are letting me borrow it till mine is done, and ready. Sweet deal. It pays to be overly excited and anticipatory, and to patronize a car dealership that wants to please its customer.
So, I get to practice on the XB before mine is here. I just practiced organizing it for my crazy "my-car-is-my-office" job. I found a way to make it very neat and tidy. If anyone wants to play a game with me I am set, I have at least 10 games for kids in my car, and fortunately I no longer have the VCR in the back seat. That I had been using to watch a parenting video with clients who are vcr-less.
This morning I went running at our club, and saw a live special on IRAQ. Blah, I thought, and very depressing. I decided to switch the station on the tv, and just one station away from the IRAQ show I found TLC, then, another click away was Animal Planet. I chose TLC, and watched While You Were Out for the first time in months. The running went well and fast, and it was great to watch interior decorating while running.
The knitting has been neglected lately. I am glad to say that I am able to knit faster than when I started knitting so I can attempt to make up for less knitting time. Twice this week I was knitting and my eyes started to blur and I nearly fell asleep. Last night I did fall asleep. My eyes were crossing after a long but wonderful day of baby shower preparations and hosting, and as I watched Dr. Phil on the TIVO I began to feel very sleepy. I just barely finished my row of 33 sts before falling asleep. I had to tough it out to do that much. Then, and this is a momentous but sad occasion, I placed my knitting back into my knitting bag, zipped it up tightly, and reclined, falling asleep instantly.
This afternoon we are going to help some friends on their wedding invitation assembly process. It should be fun, but I will be helping with a Starbucks in hand.
I have gotten a little knitting in on the blue baby boy sweater. I would like to be prepared for my best friend's baby- be it a boy or a girl. And I really think it is going to be a girl, and my mom thinks the same thing, based on her pregnancy side profile. It's been fun to get to hear her pregnancy stories and to watch her grow.
Happpy pre-spring knitting!
So, I get to practice on the XB before mine is here. I just practiced organizing it for my crazy "my-car-is-my-office" job. I found a way to make it very neat and tidy. If anyone wants to play a game with me I am set, I have at least 10 games for kids in my car, and fortunately I no longer have the VCR in the back seat. That I had been using to watch a parenting video with clients who are vcr-less.
This morning I went running at our club, and saw a live special on IRAQ. Blah, I thought, and very depressing. I decided to switch the station on the tv, and just one station away from the IRAQ show I found TLC, then, another click away was Animal Planet. I chose TLC, and watched While You Were Out for the first time in months. The running went well and fast, and it was great to watch interior decorating while running.
The knitting has been neglected lately. I am glad to say that I am able to knit faster than when I started knitting so I can attempt to make up for less knitting time. Twice this week I was knitting and my eyes started to blur and I nearly fell asleep. Last night I did fall asleep. My eyes were crossing after a long but wonderful day of baby shower preparations and hosting, and as I watched Dr. Phil on the TIVO I began to feel very sleepy. I just barely finished my row of 33 sts before falling asleep. I had to tough it out to do that much. Then, and this is a momentous but sad occasion, I placed my knitting back into my knitting bag, zipped it up tightly, and reclined, falling asleep instantly.
This afternoon we are going to help some friends on their wedding invitation assembly process. It should be fun, but I will be helping with a Starbucks in hand.
I have gotten a little knitting in on the blue baby boy sweater. I would like to be prepared for my best friend's baby- be it a boy or a girl. And I really think it is going to be a girl, and my mom thinks the same thing, based on her pregnancy side profile. It's been fun to get to hear her pregnancy stories and to watch her grow.
Happpy pre-spring knitting!
Wednesday, March 15, 2006
Friday, March 10, 2006
My car has been found!
It wasn't really lost, because I haven't met the one yet. The one that will provide me with mile after mile of constant splendour...well, at least originality. Though I can't completely design and build my own car (well, maybe I could, I'm sure my father-in-law could help me...) I am, however, able to select my own "options" in the personalising of my car. And, my medium-sized volcano has been found, she'll be called Arenal, after the Costa Rican active volcano. Due to the nature of my job this vehicle will be active, and she'll get around. Monday she'll be picked up by the dealer, and I hope to make contact with her beforehand, just to let her see me, get to know me a bit, and get acclimated to her new Driver.
Tomorrow I have CLASS all day, 8-4:30, followed by our small group. I'm scared Sunday will come, and go, and I'll be wondering WHERE WENT MY WEEKEND!
Oh- I went to Scion City, which I envisioned to be a place of grandiosity and overwhelming Scion presence and there was not a single Scion XB in sight. I just wanted to go see one, satiate my eyes visually as I awaited, and wondered what awful things would happen to Electra (my Neon) next? And then, alas, a magical e-mail came, announcing the arrival and availability of my new car. I think I'll go knit a bit now to celebrate. I like to celebrate. oh, Lisa, I didn't have a mojito tonight, but I had a Billy Ocean at Cafe Tiburon. It was good, but not the Chino Latino Blackberry Mojito Martini good. Nothing can beat that drink.
Tomorrow I have CLASS all day, 8-4:30, followed by our small group. I'm scared Sunday will come, and go, and I'll be wondering WHERE WENT MY WEEKEND!
Oh- I went to Scion City, which I envisioned to be a place of grandiosity and overwhelming Scion presence and there was not a single Scion XB in sight. I just wanted to go see one, satiate my eyes visually as I awaited, and wondered what awful things would happen to Electra (my Neon) next? And then, alas, a magical e-mail came, announcing the arrival and availability of my new car. I think I'll go knit a bit now to celebrate. I like to celebrate. oh, Lisa, I didn't have a mojito tonight, but I had a Billy Ocean at Cafe Tiburon. It was good, but not the Chino Latino Blackberry Mojito Martini good. Nothing can beat that drink.
Thursday, March 09, 2006
overdue
Well- the Knitting Olympics- I did not get a gold metal. I didn't get a silver, probably not even a bronze. Oh well, I had reasons, but I shouldn't rationalize. I did, however, complete a sock and a half, thus completing my Mom's all cotton socks (I will never do that again with a wood circular needle). It was like knitting wrestling- and that would probably have to be a summer olympic-like sport, and I was contending with the Winter Olympics. Wrong year, Wrong season.
My original sweater knitting (that mitered one, see related link) proved too challenging for me, and I abandoned it in favor of a different raglan baby sweater pattern. I was able to finish the back of the baby cardigan, but none of the other pieces of it.
What have I been knitting? Well, still the mistake rib scarf of Noro Kureyon. I think I don't want to get done with it because I like the Kureyon too much. I'm funny like that, I have a hard time drinking the last of my chai mix, or eating the last of a special candy, because once it's gone, it's gone. And that would of course be tragic. Or nearly tragic.
I have some Jaywalkers in progress. My SNB friends were quick to point out that my multicolored sock yarn was proving to yield a near perfect match to my multicolored clothes, especially my indigo blue embroidered jeans. This of course spurred me on to work on the sock.
I have returned to Knitty's Branching Out scarf. I think Amy must be sending me good knitting vibes, thus permitting me to grasp the pattern with speed and high knitting quality. Thanks Amy!
I finished a few things. An orange mohair acrylic baby sweater, a grape-colored cable knit mohair purse, my Mom's socks, my husband's wool socks, that's probably it.
I have some funny stories to share too.
last week my new vehicle was ordered. I am excited, but forced to wait for its arrival. A torturous time it is, especially with my car playing psychological tricks on me.
Example one: I had a night dream in which my current car was in the parking lot outside a school. I had been in the school all day. A police car was in the parking lot as I exited the school building. I wondered why. Then, I walked to my car. It was parked perpendicular to the way parking lot lines run. Someone had moved it. Someone also had smashed in the exterior framework around the windows.
Dh said that I was psychologically trying to separate and prepare myself for a new vehicle. Sounds right to me, what do you think?
Example Two/Three: Driving on 94W behind a fuel tanker truck talking to my mom on the cell, telling her I felt like something bad was going to happen to my car to help prepare me for the new one. Suddenly a long piece of something looking like concrete about 12 inches by 4 inches came flinging off the tanker in front of me, and I responded by quickly changing lanes to avoid it. About an hour later I scratched the passenger side of my car by pulling in too closely to the concrete post by the gas pumps. My car took off some of the SuperAmerica's post paint. It was red. My new car is red. My car was trying to "become" new, like its looming replacement. This was followed by the dome light refusing to be turned off, along with the door ajar light protesting also. Oh, the battery light likes to give me little spontaneous appearances too. Electra, my car's name, is on her way out, Arenal, the new salsa red car is ready to make her entry. I hope it is soon, I'm tired of waiting.
My knitting moments have been few. I have been ready to fall asleep after eating dinner, and my attempted knitting tonight resulted in tinking instead. Yesterday I was whining at SNB- I was there for maybe half an hour, maybe not even. It was difficult to leave my friends there, since I felt like I'd just arrived.
I have been doing a crazy amount of work lately, especially today- I left my house at 7:15, and came back at about 7:15. But tomorrow am I have some resting time, possibly till the afternoon. Maybe I will have to make the trip to Coldwater Collaborative.
Lastly, another snippet~ I got my hair cut before SNB yesterday morning. I was chatting with my hair stylist, asking her what she liked to do, and one of the things she said was "I am thinking of doing a book." "Wow" I said. "That's very impressive! What do you want to 'do' it on?" She replied, "yeah, I'm thinking about reading one. I haven't read one since high school." OH...I see...can you catch where I'm heading with this? I thought she was going to write one, but she meant she was toying with the idea of reading one. Not the commitment to read one, but embracing the concept of reading a book. The instance was a wonderful example of the mysteries of communication. What we hear is not always what is meant. Now go knit!
My original sweater knitting (that mitered one, see related link) proved too challenging for me, and I abandoned it in favor of a different raglan baby sweater pattern. I was able to finish the back of the baby cardigan, but none of the other pieces of it.
What have I been knitting? Well, still the mistake rib scarf of Noro Kureyon. I think I don't want to get done with it because I like the Kureyon too much. I'm funny like that, I have a hard time drinking the last of my chai mix, or eating the last of a special candy, because once it's gone, it's gone. And that would of course be tragic. Or nearly tragic.
I have some Jaywalkers in progress. My SNB friends were quick to point out that my multicolored sock yarn was proving to yield a near perfect match to my multicolored clothes, especially my indigo blue embroidered jeans. This of course spurred me on to work on the sock.
I have returned to Knitty's Branching Out scarf. I think Amy must be sending me good knitting vibes, thus permitting me to grasp the pattern with speed and high knitting quality. Thanks Amy!
I finished a few things. An orange mohair acrylic baby sweater, a grape-colored cable knit mohair purse, my Mom's socks, my husband's wool socks, that's probably it.
I have some funny stories to share too.
last week my new vehicle was ordered. I am excited, but forced to wait for its arrival. A torturous time it is, especially with my car playing psychological tricks on me.
Example one: I had a night dream in which my current car was in the parking lot outside a school. I had been in the school all day. A police car was in the parking lot as I exited the school building. I wondered why. Then, I walked to my car. It was parked perpendicular to the way parking lot lines run. Someone had moved it. Someone also had smashed in the exterior framework around the windows.
Dh said that I was psychologically trying to separate and prepare myself for a new vehicle. Sounds right to me, what do you think?
Example Two/Three: Driving on 94W behind a fuel tanker truck talking to my mom on the cell, telling her I felt like something bad was going to happen to my car to help prepare me for the new one. Suddenly a long piece of something looking like concrete about 12 inches by 4 inches came flinging off the tanker in front of me, and I responded by quickly changing lanes to avoid it. About an hour later I scratched the passenger side of my car by pulling in too closely to the concrete post by the gas pumps. My car took off some of the SuperAmerica's post paint. It was red. My new car is red. My car was trying to "become" new, like its looming replacement. This was followed by the dome light refusing to be turned off, along with the door ajar light protesting also. Oh, the battery light likes to give me little spontaneous appearances too. Electra, my car's name, is on her way out, Arenal, the new salsa red car is ready to make her entry. I hope it is soon, I'm tired of waiting.
My knitting moments have been few. I have been ready to fall asleep after eating dinner, and my attempted knitting tonight resulted in tinking instead. Yesterday I was whining at SNB- I was there for maybe half an hour, maybe not even. It was difficult to leave my friends there, since I felt like I'd just arrived.
I have been doing a crazy amount of work lately, especially today- I left my house at 7:15, and came back at about 7:15. But tomorrow am I have some resting time, possibly till the afternoon. Maybe I will have to make the trip to Coldwater Collaborative.
Lastly, another snippet~ I got my hair cut before SNB yesterday morning. I was chatting with my hair stylist, asking her what she liked to do, and one of the things she said was "I am thinking of doing a book." "Wow" I said. "That's very impressive! What do you want to 'do' it on?" She replied, "yeah, I'm thinking about reading one. I haven't read one since high school." OH...I see...can you catch where I'm heading with this? I thought she was going to write one, but she meant she was toying with the idea of reading one. Not the commitment to read one, but embracing the concept of reading a book. The instance was a wonderful example of the mysteries of communication. What we hear is not always what is meant. Now go knit!
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