Wednesday, December 28, 2005
More guilty pleasure
On the knitting front and in the real world.... I am still making socks. I have a number of special requests from family so I need a little side project to cleanse my knitters palette. Maybe I will pull out my "Mud Flap Girl" tank now. Prolly a good idea before I go off my nut. I hope to get into a local snb soon. I found out about a few so now I just need to escape.
And in the real world... I have decided I need a job. With Mike going to college I must work. My hubby prefers to have me home, but the finances do not allow. I have also decided to sell the shaggin' wagon and Dan will get a used motorcycle. I am also considering going to school myself because I loathe being a 41yr. old minimum wage earner. And I have alot of working years left. Yep. I've been making decisions left and right here. Soon enough another year will pass and I don't want to spend another one scratching my head and not having done anything different. So Peace Out my knitting and otherwise friends...and an early Happy New Year to ya'll!
Tuesday, December 27, 2005
My guilty pleasure afternoon
Saturday, December 24, 2005
Festivus and Hollywood
Remember how I was talking about celebrating Festivus? I even have a pole in the back yard (broken skateboard rail). Well, we went to Hollywood yesterday with the boys and Mike and Jess instead. I took pictures of my favorite stars on the walk of fame. I took a picture in the distance of the HOLLYWOOD sign. So we walked up and down Hollywood Blvd. and nobody was impressed. I think we need to go to Rodeo Dr. next time, or take one of those bus tours. The boys said "Manhattan is better, and cleaner." As I travel, I appreciate all the new, different sights. But, I do heart NY. Oh, yeah, back to Festivus. We didn't do it. We have had a great holiday season so far and there just was no need to blow off steam. I think this is the best Christmas I have ever had. Seriously. No running around doing what other people want you to, just doing what we want. The last year was an incredibly stressful Christmas for me, due largely to a family situation that has never been easy and has only been getting worse. This year there are no expectations to go down the toilet, no rejections, no hurt feelings and having to explain to my boys why mom is crying. Last year was so bad, that I said to Dan that I did not want to be home for Christmas anymore. From now on I wanted to leave town for it. Not knowing that this opportunity to move to the OC was coming. Well from my lips to Gods' ears. Do I miss my loved ones in NY? Of course. But the mental and emotional break for me is well wort
Tuesday, December 20, 2005
I am too an adult!!! or " I did it my way"
Saturday, December 17, 2005
Yeah, Yeah, its MIKEY DAY!!!!
I worked on the Adam Camo sweater yesterday. It was a day of swatching, trying a different needle, starting and then ripping back 3 times. Its the yarn. It sucks. It has no bulk, and its, well, its acrylic. It feels like dragging my nails on a chalkboard. Or eating icecream off one of those wooden spoons. Ghhuhhhuuck! Shiver! Bluck! Yecchy! More shivering. Even on Addi turbos, it gives me the shivers. I don't think I can do it. It is gunna be too fugly. Thats right, I said FUGLY. I reserve that word only for the worst of the worst. Like the Pontiac Aztec. Now thats a fugly car. No offense to any owners out there, just my opinion. I'm sure you are a nice person and all, you just own a fugly car.
I was cleaning my bathroom earlier with Clorox cleanup and now I'm seeing flashing lights. I wonder if its a migrane coming or too many fumes? Thats the only thing that really kills the pee smell from the son or sons with the really bad aim. This too shall pass, right? Before I know it, they will be all grown up and leaving the seat up and pee-ing all over their own bathrooms. I will look back and laugh, right? Well, maybe.
Other knitting news. I finished a gorgeous ribbed scarf for my father. I dare him not to love it. Its a manly scarf. It's a classic in a charcoal grey with slight flecks of red and yellow. Yep, I dare him not to love it. I will keep y'all posted on that one...
Wednesday, December 14, 2005
I'd rather be blogging
I am also a bit depressed. Even though I am using this sunny color today, do not be fooled. It is only masking an underlying depression. My favorite 15-and a half year-old is fffffffaiiiiling everything. Yes, he is. We have done all the meetings with all the school people. I have begged, bribed, pleaded, grounded, cried and plied any other method known to parents on this child. My only conclusion can be that this brilliant (yes, he is) young man does not give a shit. He really does not. He was not behaving the least bit affected by the fffffff's on the report card. Took it in stride. I asked him "how do you feel about this, aren't you upset or stressed?" "Uhhh, nope." was the reply. It's no wonder I like to tip the bottle a bit.
Speaking of my vices, the not smoking thing is going sooo much better. I have cut down to 3 yesterday. And I am able to delay my a.m. smoke until after 9. Progress. I rewarded myself by tucking away my not smoking savings in a corner of my wallet. Then I got a little bit of yarn yesterday and some new Lantern Moon needles in a size I don't already have. I then started to knit a scarf for my father for Christmas. I have been dreading making/buying something for him because he always finds fault with it, wants to return it etc. And this from a man who actually requested deoderant for Christmas one year. My latest failure was those Trekker things you put on your shoes so you don't slip on the ice. He is accident prone, he is 79, and I swear he looks for the icy patches to try to defy them. Well, he read the directions which state do not walk indoors while wearing. This stressed him out because he would have to take literally 3 steps to the back door in them. He insisted I return them. I refused. I don't keep receipts, thats paayperweerk and responsible. I told them to just give the Trekkers away to someone at church. I have this stubborn gene, I just can't seem to quit no matter how angry or hurt he makes me. I'm gonna get it right sometime, damn it! I know I never will, deep down. But it would be nice some time to just get it right.
Last year, I spent precious time and money on novelty yarns. Yes, they are fun. The problem is they are just that, a novelty. Down the road, we will look at our many fun fur scarves, trimmed hats and other foofery and would not be caught dead in any of it. I was looking at a skein of some Dale of Norway wool blend Siska and I had my epiphany. It was the same price a skein as the novelty yarns. Maybe the answer really is moderation. Make sure you get plenty of natural fibers in your stash, and an occasionl novelty yarn. Much like the occasional cocktail.
Maybe I sound a little extreem to some. Its kinda like eating too much candy and then getting sick. You just don't care for any candy for a while after that.
Friday, December 09, 2005
Working on another sock. This one is sherbet colors. I think I will keep a pair of this color for moi. This weekend will not have alot of knitting time, as I am going to bake Christmas cookies. I am exchanging with another chick so we can mix it up a little bit. I think I'm making spritz cookies and rum balls. My friends mother always made rum balls and I havent had them in years. Sound good? Then ya gotta have frosted sugar cookies. I mean, ya gotta. So tomorrow is getting the tree and decorating, and then baking. FAFSA forms while they bake and cool maybe, or a round or 3 on a sock. Have a great weekend, peace, love, and knitting!
Thursday, December 08, 2005
I wish I was a Crissy doll...
My superhuman knitting abilities
Not smoking is not going well. I guess it depends on how you look at it. I have cheated a little, but I haven't given up completely. Well, I'm still trying.
As for my procrastination situation of the other day, I am still trying to forge my way through my list of to-do's for the week. I think that since I do some of my finest work under pressure, I sub-consciously force myself into the situation. I manage to pull it off somehow. Oh, who cares why I do it? I just wish I could either change (not likely) or learn to not feel guilty about the way I am. On the bright side, my superhuman ability to hyper-focus has enabled me to produce a sock a day. Yes, you read that right. I have gone from almost 2 weeks to knit a pair to one sock in just over 1 day. If it weren't for the kids, and hubby and the domestic duties they require I could probably almost do 2. But then, I may begin to look wild-eyed. Better not try it.
Adam sweater update: I decided to knit it in the inexpensive Red Heart Camo. print. Why? Because I will never get it done any other way. He will be thrilled just the same. The main thing is to make him happy. At least its not a boring yarn.
Mike and Jessica are coming in a week! So excited! He will love love LOVE it here. Especially the cars. Speaking of cars, I found a '65 Mustang in gorgeous condition, blue at a car lot yesterday. Fantasizing about trading in the shaggin' wagon for it. Just a thought.
Tuesday, December 06, 2005
road blocks on the pathway to procrastination
Here is something new. I have quit smoking as of Saturday. I was so irritable over the weekend I didn't feel like posting. I wanted to rip peoples heads off. It was bad. And the anxiety was overwhelming at times. I think that was the reason I started smoking to begin with was the anxiety thing. So I knit and cleaned furiously over the weekend. In fact everything I did was furious. Also on Saturday I went to the Market Place at the OC fairgrounds. What fun! I got me a bag lady cart so I can haul my goodies everytime I go. And they have all kinds of food, produce and even beer and margaritas. Now thats the way to shop. I was thinking about decorating my cart with some knitted bling. Maybe weave some novelty yarn through the wiring. I will post that picture. Yeah, so I will be going back there. Good times.
Friday, December 02, 2005
kip'n at the orthopedist
Justin was supposed to get a cast today, instead he had his bone re-broken and got a splint. We were there like all afternoon. Justin says it really hurts worse than the original break. I knew it looked twisted. Lesson learned (again) when they tell you in the er to make your apt. with the ortho. for 1 week, DON'T listen. Get the soonest available apt. you can. It wouldn't have been so bad if he got this done the next day. Now we are waiting for the pizza delivery guy like a pack of ravenous wolves.
By the way, for those who don't know... KIP means knitting in public.
MY FAVORITE THINGS 2005
1. Starbucks coffee, in any form. Consume daily as needed. Found on almost every streetcorner in California. I love this country!
2. Philosophy products. All of them. Look good, smell good, feel good.
3. Lantern Moon knitting needles. Made by women in a village in Vietnam. Proceeds benefit the village. They knit like buttah.
4. Del Taco Crispy Fish Tacos. Muy Bueno!
5. Hawaiian Sweet Onion Kettle Chips. Addictive!
6. In n Out Burgers and Fries. Fresh and Simple.
7. The movie March of the Penguins. I love penguins, and its fascinating if you watch shows like Natl. Geo. or Wild Kingdom, or Animal Planet. Only better because of Morgan Freeman's narration.
8. Birkenstocks. Especially when I only pay $39.95 a pair.
9. Maxx NY handbags. Quality without the exhorbitant pricetag of other designer brands.
11. Above all else KNITTING. In fact, every single thing on this list I can say I was either wearing, using, eating or watching while knitting at one point or another.
Thursday, December 01, 2005
Check it out!
I feel orange
Extreem disappointment to report. I was at my favorite LYS (local yarn store) this afternoon to price out making a very awesome sweater. Two hundred and fifty dollars American. Yes, you read that right. It's Merino. It's gorgeous. I would look fabulous in it. It will not happen. Walk away from the yarn.
My van is off the road. The engine light is on. Its been on for 4 months. I believe that is a bad sign. Right now, we have decided to take it off the road, go to one vehicle and let our son use the car in NY for college. So my dh (dear husband) is thinking about selling the van and getting a moped. 138 mpg. DH will drive the moped more than I. Our vehicle out here is a Hyundai Tuscon, little truck suv thing. I really like it. It's tight, feels good. Lotsa' giddyup. Drawback. It's that silver that every other thing on the road is except for the ones that are that champaign gold (like my van). Silver is worse though. I want my next car to be lime green or something. I need the help in the parking lot. Plus, did you ever notice that silver is almost invisible in the fog? It blends in with the road too. So he can drive the moped in the bike lane up to Long Beach on the PCH. I think he should borrow one first to see if it is a viable solution. Of course I am concerned he will get flattened on this thing. The older I get, the more I worry about these things. Actually, I feel like a motorcycle would be safer because I see people do stupid things in the bike lane.
I must go clean up my kitchen, so I can put on my jammies and knit for a little bit. Peace, Love, and Knitting ya'll.