December is just about over! I can't believe it!
You may have notice that I haven't been posting much this month. This blog has been giving me a lot of trouble, both physically and mentally, and so I've let it slide.
I hope everyone had a lovely Christmas, if you celebrate. Or Hanuka, or Winter Solstice, or any number of others. Mine was really nice, though very not traditional. I admit I had a bit of trouble with that, but the important thing was that my family was all together and we had a good time.
There was hardly any Christmas knitting or crocheting this year, and the only good thing about that was that I didn't feel any pressure. I have been known, in the past, to get myself very tied up in knots and frustrated and stressed out over Christmas crafting. So while I did feel a little bit bad, and a little bit guilty, over not crafting like crazy, it was nice to have a more relaxed feeling about it.
I'm pretty sure I won't be posting again before the year officially ends. So here are some additional things:
--This past year, I had one release as part of an anthology. I signed a contract for another release, and Pumpkin Rolls and Porn Sounds will be coming out in February. I'm pretty proud of these boys and it's been a long, fun, sometimes tedious process.
I had a pretty big writing slump in the second half of the year, where I had a lot of trouble focusing and getting anything to move forward. It was frustrating, and every time I thought that I had something worth while it would fizzle out and I couldn't make it go. I did end up finishing one novella, at least the first draft, and I'm working on polishing it up now. It needs work, as they always do, so I'm trying to fix.
--This past year was also pretty light on the crafting, when I look at it as a whole. Especially the last six months or so, except for three projects. My fingers are getting itchy again, though, so I'm sure there will be more soon.
--I've done pretty horribly with managing my time, I'm going to be honest. That was one of my goals this past year, and I pretty much sucked at it. On the upside, I can always try again and I full intend to.
So anyway, that's a recap of what's been going on with me, and I'm very much looking forward to 2015.
Wishing everyone a happy and healthy New Year, and may 2015 be your best year yet!
Monday, December 29, 2014
Thursday, December 18, 2014
Join Me In Wishing Alder a Happy Birthday!!
Saturday, December 13, 2014
The Holly and The Ivy
I woke up with this song in my head this morning, for no explicable reason, but it's one of my favorites.
Tuesday, December 2, 2014
Happy December!
It's December!
I love December!
Even though, for the moment, the snow has melted away, it's crisp and cold and soon it will start falling again. I have almost all of the decorations up. The tree is lighted and waiting for ornaments. And all of that just brings me great cheer.
I have a couple of packages ready to go that I'll be dropping in the mail this week. Hoping they get to their destinations on time. Okay, I'm only worried about the one as it has a long way to go and a particular deadline. But it will arrive in time, as long as I get my bum to the post office.
I've broken out the Christmas movies to watch while I yarn. I spent the weekend with some animated classics, and I'll be moving into cheesy holiday romances this week. I'm looking forward to it immensely. I have a few great stories waiting to be read as well.
This past Sunday, we had beautiful weather for our drive to Massachusetts to see my nephew and celebrate his fist birthday! His actual birthday is Friday. He's such a joy and a love, and though we drove ten hours (there and back) for a three hour party, it was worth it to see him. And fortunately, it wasn't as bad as some of our other trips have been. It wasn't great, no, but seeing that baby and getting loves was a very good thing. We're actually hoping there will be a trip in this direction in the coming weeks so we can show him off to our family here. Fingers crossed.
Happy December everyone! Soak in the Christmas cheer!
I love December!
Even though, for the moment, the snow has melted away, it's crisp and cold and soon it will start falling again. I have almost all of the decorations up. The tree is lighted and waiting for ornaments. And all of that just brings me great cheer.
I have a couple of packages ready to go that I'll be dropping in the mail this week. Hoping they get to their destinations on time. Okay, I'm only worried about the one as it has a long way to go and a particular deadline. But it will arrive in time, as long as I get my bum to the post office.
I've broken out the Christmas movies to watch while I yarn. I spent the weekend with some animated classics, and I'll be moving into cheesy holiday romances this week. I'm looking forward to it immensely. I have a few great stories waiting to be read as well.
This past Sunday, we had beautiful weather for our drive to Massachusetts to see my nephew and celebrate his fist birthday! His actual birthday is Friday. He's such a joy and a love, and though we drove ten hours (there and back) for a three hour party, it was worth it to see him. And fortunately, it wasn't as bad as some of our other trips have been. It wasn't great, no, but seeing that baby and getting loves was a very good thing. We're actually hoping there will be a trip in this direction in the coming weeks so we can show him off to our family here. Fingers crossed.
Happy December everyone! Soak in the Christmas cheer!
Thursday, November 27, 2014
Saturday, November 22, 2014
Fixing Mistakes
I'm human. I make mistakes.
When it's in writing, sometimes it's something as simple as correcting a typo and I can just fix it right there in the document. Sometimes, though, an entire scene isn't working. In this case, I have the awesome tool that I can view two documents side by side. This is an awesome benefit of Windows 8.1. I can just slide one document to the left, and it takes up half the screen. Then I slide a new doc to the right to take up the other half. I can read what's on the left, what I've already written, and write the new scene to fit in. Then it's simply a case of cutting the old scene (and pasting it into the new doc just in cases) and then copying the new scene and pasting it into the doc I'm working on. Ta da!
It's sometimes hard for me to change my words. Especially when something amuses me. But if it only amuses me because of the inside jokes with myself, and in fact induces eye-glazing, then it needs to go. So this morning, an entire scene is getting rewritten.
If only it were that easy when the mistake shows up in the yarn.
Sometimes I can leave the mistake in the yarn. No one will even know it's there except for me. Sometimes there are easy fixes, techniques specially developed and lovingly learned by me so that I can correct what went wonky. Sometimes the fixes are way more involved, but worth the time and patience, because the correct work looks so much nicer. And sometimes, there's no help for it. Sometimes the work needs to be frogged and restarted. And even though it's frustrating as hell sometimes, that's worth it too, when I can have a good finished project instead of something that looks icky.
But whether it's yarning or writing, or life for that matter, it's all about recognizing mistakes and being willing to correct them. It's not always easy, but it's always worth it.
When it's in writing, sometimes it's something as simple as correcting a typo and I can just fix it right there in the document. Sometimes, though, an entire scene isn't working. In this case, I have the awesome tool that I can view two documents side by side. This is an awesome benefit of Windows 8.1. I can just slide one document to the left, and it takes up half the screen. Then I slide a new doc to the right to take up the other half. I can read what's on the left, what I've already written, and write the new scene to fit in. Then it's simply a case of cutting the old scene (and pasting it into the new doc just in cases) and then copying the new scene and pasting it into the doc I'm working on. Ta da!
It's sometimes hard for me to change my words. Especially when something amuses me. But if it only amuses me because of the inside jokes with myself, and in fact induces eye-glazing, then it needs to go. So this morning, an entire scene is getting rewritten.
If only it were that easy when the mistake shows up in the yarn.
Sometimes I can leave the mistake in the yarn. No one will even know it's there except for me. Sometimes there are easy fixes, techniques specially developed and lovingly learned by me so that I can correct what went wonky. Sometimes the fixes are way more involved, but worth the time and patience, because the correct work looks so much nicer. And sometimes, there's no help for it. Sometimes the work needs to be frogged and restarted. And even though it's frustrating as hell sometimes, that's worth it too, when I can have a good finished project instead of something that looks icky.
But whether it's yarning or writing, or life for that matter, it's all about recognizing mistakes and being willing to correct them. It's not always easy, but it's always worth it.
Friday, November 21, 2014
Snowflakes
The snow is falling.
Round these parts, we've barely gotten a couple of inches, and some of that melted away before new stuff fell. Basically, we're rocking the powdered sugar coating that I love so much. Roads are just wet so they aren't treacherous, and the houses and grass and trees look very pretty. It's cold, really cold, but I have thick blood having grown up with it and never straying far, so after the initial shock of it, I'm happy.
A few hours west of here is a different story. They got about six feet of snow in basically 24 hours. Since I'm only (barely) five four, it would be way over my head. I'm just grateful that didn't dump on us.
But it's put me in the mind of snowflakes, and so I've been making a few. The first one didn't turn out like I wanted, so I have to do that over. But I've got a few more drying now, so we'll see how they go.
It's fun, if slightly painstaking, work. As you can imagine, it takes delicate yarn and a tiny hook. And I don't even do it with as thin a thread and tiny a hook as it could be done. Maybe should be done. Instead, I use fingering weight, and a size B hook. It's still pretty dainty. But they are rather quick to work up. Then it involves pinning them out in the right shape, and painting them with a glue and water mixture so they hold their shape.
A couple will eventually be taking trips. But the majority? They'll be hung up along with my other decorations. And that, I'm super excited about. I can't wait. I'll share pictures when they're complete!
Round these parts, we've barely gotten a couple of inches, and some of that melted away before new stuff fell. Basically, we're rocking the powdered sugar coating that I love so much. Roads are just wet so they aren't treacherous, and the houses and grass and trees look very pretty. It's cold, really cold, but I have thick blood having grown up with it and never straying far, so after the initial shock of it, I'm happy.
A few hours west of here is a different story. They got about six feet of snow in basically 24 hours. Since I'm only (barely) five four, it would be way over my head. I'm just grateful that didn't dump on us.
But it's put me in the mind of snowflakes, and so I've been making a few. The first one didn't turn out like I wanted, so I have to do that over. But I've got a few more drying now, so we'll see how they go.
It's fun, if slightly painstaking, work. As you can imagine, it takes delicate yarn and a tiny hook. And I don't even do it with as thin a thread and tiny a hook as it could be done. Maybe should be done. Instead, I use fingering weight, and a size B hook. It's still pretty dainty. But they are rather quick to work up. Then it involves pinning them out in the right shape, and painting them with a glue and water mixture so they hold their shape.
A couple will eventually be taking trips. But the majority? They'll be hung up along with my other decorations. And that, I'm super excited about. I can't wait. I'll share pictures when they're complete!
Thursday, November 20, 2014
A Goal
Yesterday, on my day off, I woke up at pretty much the regular time. Turned off my alarm and the dozed for a bit. Woke up for real about a half an hour later, and then just kind of lazed in bed for a while. That, right there, was glorious.
When I didn't have to make an effort to throw back the blankets, I got up and got coffee. Then, with my coffee in hand, I sat at my computer. Two hours later, I'd had two cups of coffee and a cup of tea, and had written 2k words.
I wish that was my every day.
It was wonderful to just stay in my jammies and still be productive.
I wrote until about 11:30. I had taken the day off so that I could go to Sis's doctor's appointment with her because she didn't want to go alone. (There was a thing, she's fine, it was just a little nervous-making and she needed some support) After the appointment, we went out to lunch. Then I wrote a bit more, and took a wee nap (way shorter than usual).
Can I just say again I wish that was my every day?
Well, that's the dream anyway. I don't know if I can make it an actual reality, but it's a goal. I'd love not to have to cram the writing in on nights and weekends, around all the other stuff that I need to accomplish. That would be awesome. Make writing the daytime thing, yarn and errands around that.
Someday, eventually. I'm working towards it.
When I didn't have to make an effort to throw back the blankets, I got up and got coffee. Then, with my coffee in hand, I sat at my computer. Two hours later, I'd had two cups of coffee and a cup of tea, and had written 2k words.
I wish that was my every day.
It was wonderful to just stay in my jammies and still be productive.
I wrote until about 11:30. I had taken the day off so that I could go to Sis's doctor's appointment with her because she didn't want to go alone. (There was a thing, she's fine, it was just a little nervous-making and she needed some support) After the appointment, we went out to lunch. Then I wrote a bit more, and took a wee nap (way shorter than usual).
Can I just say again I wish that was my every day?
Well, that's the dream anyway. I don't know if I can make it an actual reality, but it's a goal. I'd love not to have to cram the writing in on nights and weekends, around all the other stuff that I need to accomplish. That would be awesome. Make writing the daytime thing, yarn and errands around that.
Someday, eventually. I'm working towards it.
Wednesday, November 19, 2014
Lights
I put a string of lights up.
Now, hang on a minute, don't judge. I haven't turned them on, other than to make sure they worked, and I won't until it's Christmas season. But I had a very practical purpose for hanging them even though they aren't doing anything.
I just bought them, and I needed them to stretch out. Straight out of the box, they are all still coiled and don't want to give up their tension. So I hung them up to let them relax, stretch, and get comfortable. Then, by the time I'm ready for lights, they'll look pretty and nice, instead of all scrunchy.
See? I'm thinking ahead.
I've got a couple more strings that will go up when it's decorating time. And, oh boy, let me tell you, I'm ready for Christmas decorations. I have a list and a chart (okay, the chart is just in my head) and I know what will go where. It's going to be lovely.
And I can't wait!
Now, hang on a minute, don't judge. I haven't turned them on, other than to make sure they worked, and I won't until it's Christmas season. But I had a very practical purpose for hanging them even though they aren't doing anything.
I just bought them, and I needed them to stretch out. Straight out of the box, they are all still coiled and don't want to give up their tension. So I hung them up to let them relax, stretch, and get comfortable. Then, by the time I'm ready for lights, they'll look pretty and nice, instead of all scrunchy.
See? I'm thinking ahead.
I've got a couple more strings that will go up when it's decorating time. And, oh boy, let me tell you, I'm ready for Christmas decorations. I have a list and a chart (okay, the chart is just in my head) and I know what will go where. It's going to be lovely.
And I can't wait!
Tuesday, November 18, 2014
Out Of Bed
I hate getting out of bed in the morning. Hate. It. Waking up is no problem, but the physical act of getting out of bed takes a sort of Herculean effort. And it's no better when I actually am looking forward to something. I just really, really hate getting out of bed.
It was particularly hard this morning. Last night I broke down and pulled out the down comforter because it was just cold enough that it was distracting me from falling asleep. Of course I woke up a few hours later sweating to death, but then I just tossed the comforter aside and fell back asleep. By then I was toasty warm and comfortable, so it was easy. But when I woke this morning, I laid there in y happy, warm cocoon and I had to really talk myself into getting out of bed.
Only the threat of being late and the promise of coffee made me move.
I hate being late and I love coffee more than I hate getting out of bed.
And tomorrow I can languish there a bit longer as I have the day off. So I just need to get through today, and then I'll be home again, and I won't need to worry about getting out of bed until Thursday.
It was particularly hard this morning. Last night I broke down and pulled out the down comforter because it was just cold enough that it was distracting me from falling asleep. Of course I woke up a few hours later sweating to death, but then I just tossed the comforter aside and fell back asleep. By then I was toasty warm and comfortable, so it was easy. But when I woke this morning, I laid there in y happy, warm cocoon and I had to really talk myself into getting out of bed.
Only the threat of being late and the promise of coffee made me move.
I hate being late and I love coffee more than I hate getting out of bed.
And tomorrow I can languish there a bit longer as I have the day off. So I just need to get through today, and then I'll be home again, and I won't need to worry about getting out of bed until Thursday.
Monday, November 17, 2014
It's the Holiday Season!
I really love this time of year.
'Round these parts, we get the snow, which for me makes the season. Now, don't get me wrong. I'm not a fan of blizzards, or 18 inches in 18 hours or anything like that. But when it's all less than a couple of inches, and it just looks pretty on the grass and the houses and cars and trees, well that makes me really happy.
And Thanksgiving! Oh, yes, how I love that holiday! It a wonderful day, and my favorite part is spending it with my family, stuffing ourselves full, and enjoying the hell out of each other. We usually laugh really hard, and often play board games. Watch the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade on TV, and a few other things that are tradition. I love it.
And then, after the turkey coma wears off, it's the official start to the Christmas season. I have to admit, I'm anxious and excited to get decorating, because I love seeing the Christmas cheer all around me.
And holiday movies...I cannot even tell you how addicted to holiday cheesy romances I am. Though most of them are het, I still love them. On top of all my other Christmas movies. That's basically all I watch from the day after Thanksgiving until Christmas.
So anyway, family time, and holiday cheer, and this whole end of the year makes me very happy.
'Round these parts, we get the snow, which for me makes the season. Now, don't get me wrong. I'm not a fan of blizzards, or 18 inches in 18 hours or anything like that. But when it's all less than a couple of inches, and it just looks pretty on the grass and the houses and cars and trees, well that makes me really happy.
And Thanksgiving! Oh, yes, how I love that holiday! It a wonderful day, and my favorite part is spending it with my family, stuffing ourselves full, and enjoying the hell out of each other. We usually laugh really hard, and often play board games. Watch the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade on TV, and a few other things that are tradition. I love it.
And then, after the turkey coma wears off, it's the official start to the Christmas season. I have to admit, I'm anxious and excited to get decorating, because I love seeing the Christmas cheer all around me.
And holiday movies...I cannot even tell you how addicted to holiday cheesy romances I am. Though most of them are het, I still love them. On top of all my other Christmas movies. That's basically all I watch from the day after Thanksgiving until Christmas.
So anyway, family time, and holiday cheer, and this whole end of the year makes me very happy.
Friday, November 14, 2014
Playtime!
The BFF and I are having one of our night tonight. It's been a bit since we got together--she hasn't even seen my hair yet--and with it being her birthday week, it was the perfect opportunity.
We're having dinner at our diner, followed by prezzies, wine, and playtime. We'll get a little bit drunk while we chat, and write, and do our respective things. I love our playtime. It's always recharging for me.
She's already decided on waffles for dinner. Which makes me grin because it's a fun deviation from the norm. And she's feeling a little poorly, but I was assured that waffles and wine not only cure sickness but promote creativeness. It's going to be a good night.
Now, I totally cheated on the BFF's birthday present. The blanket isn't done, nowhere near, and she knew it all all along. She knew I was making it, and she knew she wouldn't get it on time. So she's getting some other things instead. But it's a cheat, and I feel a bit bad about it. She's already forgiven me for that, but...I still feel a bit bad.
At any rate, it's going to be a great start to a great weekend!
Hope y'all have a lovely weekend!!
We're having dinner at our diner, followed by prezzies, wine, and playtime. We'll get a little bit drunk while we chat, and write, and do our respective things. I love our playtime. It's always recharging for me.
She's already decided on waffles for dinner. Which makes me grin because it's a fun deviation from the norm. And she's feeling a little poorly, but I was assured that waffles and wine not only cure sickness but promote creativeness. It's going to be a good night.
Now, I totally cheated on the BFF's birthday present. The blanket isn't done, nowhere near, and she knew it all all along. She knew I was making it, and she knew she wouldn't get it on time. So she's getting some other things instead. But it's a cheat, and I feel a bit bad about it. She's already forgiven me for that, but...I still feel a bit bad.
At any rate, it's going to be a great start to a great weekend!
Hope y'all have a lovely weekend!!
Wednesday, November 12, 2014
Happy Birthday!
To the BFF!!
Happy birthday to my girl, my rock, my confidant, my support, my awesome BFF.
It was my good fortune when I stole you. I'm keeping you. May your day be filled with awesome. I love you 12ever.
Happy birthday to my girl, my rock, my confidant, my support, my awesome BFF.
It was my good fortune when I stole you. I'm keeping you. May your day be filled with awesome. I love you 12ever.
Monday, November 10, 2014
Locks of Love
I can't believe I forgot to talk about this! Seriously! It's a huge thing, at least for me, and it weirdly has slipped my mind since it happened.
Long hair is my thing. I've pretty much had it my entire life. And it's sort of my security blanket, if I'm honest. Mostly it hangs all the way down my back, and I'll get trims, but never really cut it. Only, it was getting a little...ratty. Split ends and breakage like you wouldn't believe. So I took a huge leap, and cut it off.
Like, massive cut it off. What once used to be hanging down to my ass, now barely brushes my shoulders. More than 15 inches are just...gone. It's a huge change for me, and I've never had my hair quite this short.
Sis actually cut it for me. And just as she was about to take the scissors to my hair, I told her to hand it to me as she cut it off. Before that moment, saving it never even crossed my mind. But I'm glad that I thought of it before she cut, because now I have a 15 inch ponytail to send to Locks of Love.
So even though I'm sad that my hair is gone, it'll do some real good. And that makes me happy. And makes it's loss easier to bear.
Long hair is my thing. I've pretty much had it my entire life. And it's sort of my security blanket, if I'm honest. Mostly it hangs all the way down my back, and I'll get trims, but never really cut it. Only, it was getting a little...ratty. Split ends and breakage like you wouldn't believe. So I took a huge leap, and cut it off.
Like, massive cut it off. What once used to be hanging down to my ass, now barely brushes my shoulders. More than 15 inches are just...gone. It's a huge change for me, and I've never had my hair quite this short.
Sis actually cut it for me. And just as she was about to take the scissors to my hair, I told her to hand it to me as she cut it off. Before that moment, saving it never even crossed my mind. But I'm glad that I thought of it before she cut, because now I have a 15 inch ponytail to send to Locks of Love.
So even though I'm sad that my hair is gone, it'll do some real good. And that makes me happy. And makes it's loss easier to bear.
Tuesday, November 4, 2014
Vote!
The first Tuesday after the first Monday in November...
Not a holiday per se...
Still, 'round these parts, it's an important day.
Midterm elections are going on today here in the US, and there are a lot of tight races. Some will tip the balance one way or the other. Maybe not any that I vote in, but that didn't stop me from stopping at my polling place this morning and casting my ballot.
It's my privileged and my right. It's my duty. It's something I've taken pride in since I was 18 years old. My vote matters.
Not a holiday per se...
Still, 'round these parts, it's an important day.
Midterm elections are going on today here in the US, and there are a lot of tight races. Some will tip the balance one way or the other. Maybe not any that I vote in, but that didn't stop me from stopping at my polling place this morning and casting my ballot.
It's my privileged and my right. It's my duty. It's something I've taken pride in since I was 18 years old. My vote matters.
Sunday, November 2, 2014
Left One First
So it's November! Yay! That means October is done, and I have a weird and completely inexpiable dislike for that month. But November is here and that is good.
Less than 8 weeks till Christmas! Woo!
So yesterday, I had a marathon yarning session. I made up my own pattern for a pair of fingerless mitts. And you know how I hate doing two of something. So it was torture. The good kind, but torture nonetheless. But I was bound and determined that I would get them done, and it took me all damn day but they are finished.
It wouldn't be me if everything worked out properly of course. I had to frog it twice before I really got started. I made them with variegated yarn, and normally when I do mitts, I work the ribbing flat, and then start working in the round, sewing up the gap in the beginning. But because of the way these colors worked, I had to start in the round from the very beginning. So that was the first frog.
The second happened after I had finished about two inches, and realized they weren't big enough. Because, you know, math. So I had to take rip it out again. These both happened on Friday night. So I made a plan, and got cracking early yesterday morning.
And dudes, it worked out perfectly! I was a little bit surprised myself. Because, you know, winging it as I went along. I mean, I knew theory and all but putting it into practice was something else entirely. I had very specific requirements, and I had to custom fit them to someone. So I was convinced it was going to be one big hot mess. Especially after the false starts. But yeah, once I got going, and it was actually working, I was like a yarner on fire.
My fingers are sore, and my wrist is aching something fierce, but yeah, I got two mitts done. After I finished the first one, about 3 o'clock, I had a serious attack of SSS. Holy crap, did I not want to do the second one. It was epic, and I whined out loud even though there was no one to hear. But I just made myself do it. The second mitt took a bit longer, because I had to take breaks and procrastinate a little with Youtube. And then there was a whole incident with being roped into taking Tato to work. And then, long about ten, I was so tired I was nearly falling asleep. But I was so close to being done, that I just made myself push through. It took me until about 11:40, but God that sense of satisfaction was huge.
But here's the thing that I realized when I was working on the mitts. I made the left one first. And it occurred to me that I always do. When making mitts, and I've made my fair share, in which there is an actual wrong side and a right side, I always make the left one first. I have no clue why. But it's an interesting observation anyway.
The yarn is totally sumptuous, 100% alpaca, and it just feels awesome. And as per usual, I overbought. This time, though, I really thought it would take almost the entire hank to make one, so I bought two hanks. It took about 2/3 of one hank to make both. Of course. The good news is that I have the lovely, wonderful yarn now that I can use for something else. Maybe fore me, as it's blues, and I love blues.
I'm not going to post the pattern, because I only have it half written down in "Kris speak" but if anyone wants it, just drop me a note and I'll send it to you when I have it transcribed into English. Well, into knitting, but you know what I mean. In the meantime, check 'em out!
Less than 8 weeks till Christmas! Woo!
So yesterday, I had a marathon yarning session. I made up my own pattern for a pair of fingerless mitts. And you know how I hate doing two of something. So it was torture. The good kind, but torture nonetheless. But I was bound and determined that I would get them done, and it took me all damn day but they are finished.
It wouldn't be me if everything worked out properly of course. I had to frog it twice before I really got started. I made them with variegated yarn, and normally when I do mitts, I work the ribbing flat, and then start working in the round, sewing up the gap in the beginning. But because of the way these colors worked, I had to start in the round from the very beginning. So that was the first frog.
The second happened after I had finished about two inches, and realized they weren't big enough. Because, you know, math. So I had to take rip it out again. These both happened on Friday night. So I made a plan, and got cracking early yesterday morning.
And dudes, it worked out perfectly! I was a little bit surprised myself. Because, you know, winging it as I went along. I mean, I knew theory and all but putting it into practice was something else entirely. I had very specific requirements, and I had to custom fit them to someone. So I was convinced it was going to be one big hot mess. Especially after the false starts. But yeah, once I got going, and it was actually working, I was like a yarner on fire.
My fingers are sore, and my wrist is aching something fierce, but yeah, I got two mitts done. After I finished the first one, about 3 o'clock, I had a serious attack of SSS. Holy crap, did I not want to do the second one. It was epic, and I whined out loud even though there was no one to hear. But I just made myself do it. The second mitt took a bit longer, because I had to take breaks and procrastinate a little with Youtube. And then there was a whole incident with being roped into taking Tato to work. And then, long about ten, I was so tired I was nearly falling asleep. But I was so close to being done, that I just made myself push through. It took me until about 11:40, but God that sense of satisfaction was huge.
But here's the thing that I realized when I was working on the mitts. I made the left one first. And it occurred to me that I always do. When making mitts, and I've made my fair share, in which there is an actual wrong side and a right side, I always make the left one first. I have no clue why. But it's an interesting observation anyway.
The yarn is totally sumptuous, 100% alpaca, and it just feels awesome. And as per usual, I overbought. This time, though, I really thought it would take almost the entire hank to make one, so I bought two hanks. It took about 2/3 of one hank to make both. Of course. The good news is that I have the lovely, wonderful yarn now that I can use for something else. Maybe fore me, as it's blues, and I love blues.
I'm not going to post the pattern, because I only have it half written down in "Kris speak" but if anyone wants it, just drop me a note and I'll send it to you when I have it transcribed into English. Well, into knitting, but you know what I mean. In the meantime, check 'em out!
Tuesday, October 28, 2014
Yay Brubby!
After three grueling years of hard study, after graduating magna cum laude and number 7 in his class, after worrying and fretting and working his butt off three months ago, the results have finally arrived.
Brubby passed the bar exam!
There's a few more steps before he's officially admitted to the bar, but there's no worries about that.
My brother, the lawyer.
I'm a proud sister right now.
Brubby passed the bar exam!
There's a few more steps before he's officially admitted to the bar, but there's no worries about that.
My brother, the lawyer.
I'm a proud sister right now.
Friday, October 24, 2014
Being Me
So you may have noticed that I haven't been around in a bit.
I meant to post. I really did. But, you know, I didn't. So there's no excuse for that, not really. I just...haven't.
Anyway! To fill you in on what's been going on...
Went to the BFF's new place last Friday, and I made her dinner and we also baked cookies. The oven was a little bit possessed and there was a bit of cookie burnage, but we managed to own that bitch and 96% of the cookies were full of awesome. It's just a cute little place, and it feels like her. It's nice, and I fucking love her back door (get your mind out of the gutter, people! lol) Her kitty, Cersei, attacked the crap out of me. It was so damn cute I don't even have words. My hand was all chewed up, but I forgave her. But it was awesome to have BFF time. And I really loved giving her prezzies, one of which was her very own bob!
I had two days off this week and it was...not all it was cracked up to be. Unfortunately. Monday, I woke up with a migraine, and they suck donkey balls, and I was extra super pissed because it was a day I already had the day off of work. At any rate, pills, and coffee, and unfortunately a little bit getting sick, took care of that, and the afternoon was mine.
Tuesday I got bad news (and I was very sad), followed immediately by good news. And also the Flash Fic Holiday Blog Hop sign up went live! It's super exciting. We've had quite a few sign ups so far, and I'm just thrilled about that. And I really, really can't wait to see all the different stories that people come up with. I think it's going to be so fun to see what's the same and what's different. So Tuesday was just a roller coaster of emotion, and that made me tired. It was mostly good, though.
I've been yarning a bit. I wanted to get the mitts done BEFORE I went to the BFF's but, yeah, that didn't happen. But now I'm nearly done, so she really will have them in time for winter. Her birthday present on the other hand? Nowhere near done. And since her birthday is like, in less than three weeks, well...let's put it this way. I already told her it might be late. She loves me so it'll be forgiven. But I still really fucking love it, and she will too.
And so, yeah, that's pretty much it. Work is still work. I've been writing, and reading, and yarning. So basically, I've just been being me. There were some low points, and I was really low, but mostly it was good.
And now it's Friday night, and I'm chilling and happy. And I'm about to make tea. And enjoy the holy hell out of my weekend.
I meant to post. I really did. But, you know, I didn't. So there's no excuse for that, not really. I just...haven't.
Anyway! To fill you in on what's been going on...
Went to the BFF's new place last Friday, and I made her dinner and we also baked cookies. The oven was a little bit possessed and there was a bit of cookie burnage, but we managed to own that bitch and 96% of the cookies were full of awesome. It's just a cute little place, and it feels like her. It's nice, and I fucking love her back door (get your mind out of the gutter, people! lol) Her kitty, Cersei, attacked the crap out of me. It was so damn cute I don't even have words. My hand was all chewed up, but I forgave her. But it was awesome to have BFF time. And I really loved giving her prezzies, one of which was her very own bob!
I had two days off this week and it was...not all it was cracked up to be. Unfortunately. Monday, I woke up with a migraine, and they suck donkey balls, and I was extra super pissed because it was a day I already had the day off of work. At any rate, pills, and coffee, and unfortunately a little bit getting sick, took care of that, and the afternoon was mine.
Tuesday I got bad news (and I was very sad), followed immediately by good news. And also the Flash Fic Holiday Blog Hop sign up went live! It's super exciting. We've had quite a few sign ups so far, and I'm just thrilled about that. And I really, really can't wait to see all the different stories that people come up with. I think it's going to be so fun to see what's the same and what's different. So Tuesday was just a roller coaster of emotion, and that made me tired. It was mostly good, though.
I've been yarning a bit. I wanted to get the mitts done BEFORE I went to the BFF's but, yeah, that didn't happen. But now I'm nearly done, so she really will have them in time for winter. Her birthday present on the other hand? Nowhere near done. And since her birthday is like, in less than three weeks, well...let's put it this way. I already told her it might be late. She loves me so it'll be forgiven. But I still really fucking love it, and she will too.
And so, yeah, that's pretty much it. Work is still work. I've been writing, and reading, and yarning. So basically, I've just been being me. There were some low points, and I was really low, but mostly it was good.
And now it's Friday night, and I'm chilling and happy. And I'm about to make tea. And enjoy the holy hell out of my weekend.
Monday, October 13, 2014
Sister Time!
So, Sis and I had extra sister time this past weekend. Started with dinner out on Friday night, just because. Then Saturday we hit the craft store and then had lunch out. It was really good food. Both times.
While at the craft store, Sis bought a ginormous crochet hook. The biggest they make. And really fat yarn. And then, she crocheted a wrap while I crocheted on a blanket and we watched West Wing.
Comparison of one strand of the fat yarn, next to a single strand of regular, standard medium weight yarn. Huge right? Ginormous. But that's okay, because it works up really quick.
And this? This is the wrap. Which is so warm and cozy it's ridiculous. And also mine. Did I mention that part? No? Well it is! She made it just for me! Technically, she gave it to me as my birthday present, and said she did better than I did (yes, she did. It only took her six and a half months, instead of the 11 months it took me for the first time, and the 10 it took me the second time) And it's mine, and Sis made it for me. For me! Some actually yarned for me!
While at the craft store, Sis bought a ginormous crochet hook. The biggest they make. And really fat yarn. And then, she crocheted a wrap while I crocheted on a blanket and we watched West Wing.
Comparison of one strand of the fat yarn, next to a single strand of regular, standard medium weight yarn. Huge right? Ginormous. But that's okay, because it works up really quick.
See how big this freaking hook is? Do you remember my really big knitting needles? It's about the same size, roughly an inch in diameter. And you can see how it all works up, how big the stitches are. How quickly you can make a 36" by 25" wrap.
Friday, October 10, 2014
I LOVE YARN DAY!
Here it is again! I love yarn day! Woo!
I do. I love yarn. I love the way it smells, the way it feels, the way it works up to make something wonderful. I love molding and crafting it, making my vision come to life.
I love yarn.
If you are a fiber addicted, happy I love yarn day! And if you're not, well you should be, but it's okay if you aren't. Instead, wish your favorite yarner a happy I love yarn day!
I do. I love yarn. I love the way it smells, the way it feels, the way it works up to make something wonderful. I love molding and crafting it, making my vision come to life.
I love yarn.
If you are a fiber addicted, happy I love yarn day! And if you're not, well you should be, but it's okay if you aren't. Instead, wish your favorite yarner a happy I love yarn day!
Wednesday, October 8, 2014
Two Things
So you know I gave up on the CAL because it was just bad. (And not getting any better, I checked out the next clue just for shits and giggles and holy god, did anyone actually try these stitches together?? Awful!) But that means I have this yarn, right? And i know it's enough for a throw. But while I was at the craft store this past weekend, I picked up one more skein of each color.
I've wanted to make myself another blanket for a while now, and I love these colors (there's blue going on, I love blue, I can't resist blue) so I thought it would be nice for me. And with the weather cooling down, it won't even be too hot to work on it with it on my lap. And I wanted to think of something good and interesting. So it's round. Yep. Round. Well, actually, it's kind of like a soft octagon without defined points. But yeah, round. I'm enjoying the hell out of it. I know I won't when it gets really big and it takes forever to go all the way around, but still. I'll be happy when it's done.
The other things is that sometime at the end of the month, I'll get the first edits back for my novella which will probably release sometime at the end of January. I'm equals parts excited and nervous. It's going to be work, and it'll probably sting a bit right? Because I love these guys and their story. But it's going to be fun too; working to make the story better, and getting my very own cover.
So at any rate, I'm anxious and exited in equal measures. And I hate waiting, so even though there's still twenty days or so to go before I get that first thing, it's a little bit wearing on me. But I look forward to the end of the month doubly so now.
Hope everyone is doing well in their respective corners of the world!
Monday, October 6, 2014
Story Time!
This is the story about how I'm a hero and kept my BFF out of jail.
So on Saturday, the BFF moved into her apartment. She reserved a U-haul so that she could throw all her stuff in, truck it over, unpack, and be done. She asked me to drive her to the pick to pick up the truck, and of course go in with her. Now, there's two guys working behind the counter, sweet, little Abe, and rude, mean douchenozzle. Point of interest, douchenozzle was only rude to Abe--he was overly sweet and over the top polite to the customers. Anyway, Abe is checking the BFF in and DN interrupts to say that there are no trucks. BFF sees red. But Abe jumps in and says that BFF has a reservation. DN is still being rude to him and says that there aren't any trucks, but then kind of relents and says that there was one due back at 9 and he'll reach out to them and see where they are. They were, it turns out, on their way back. So the BFF calms down a little, and I murmur that it's okay, cause it's only a couple of minutes after, and she calms down some more. And then we're made to wait.
And wait.
And wait.
We saw the truck pull in and we knew Abe went out to check it in, and still we're waiting. And being ignored. And kind of indignant on Abe's behalf because of the way DN treats him. And we're still waiting.
Swear to god, if I hadn't been there, the BFF would have done murder and y'all would be reading it on the news. Eventually, finally, we're done and we leave and head back to her place. I meet her there, so I can direct her into the driveway because she wanted to back in. So she's starts to do that, but there was a van in the way and she was going to hit it. So I tell her she's got to pull forward more. Which she does. But then she somehow manages to get the truck in a weird spot. So I'm like, it's okay, just back up and start all over again. It's all good. But she's frustrated and worked up and that's keeping her from being on my wavelength so she's not quite understanding what I'm wanting her to do. So she gives me puppy eyes and asks me if I could just do it.
Now, something interesting of note is that not only do I hate driving, but I'm pretty sucky about backing into driveways/parking spaces. But I knew what I wanted the truck to do, so I hopped in the cab and...first try! Exactly perfect backing up! I totally did a happy dance.
So I'm the hero. I kept her out of jail, and backed her truck up. Yay me!
So on Saturday, the BFF moved into her apartment. She reserved a U-haul so that she could throw all her stuff in, truck it over, unpack, and be done. She asked me to drive her to the pick to pick up the truck, and of course go in with her. Now, there's two guys working behind the counter, sweet, little Abe, and rude, mean douchenozzle. Point of interest, douchenozzle was only rude to Abe--he was overly sweet and over the top polite to the customers. Anyway, Abe is checking the BFF in and DN interrupts to say that there are no trucks. BFF sees red. But Abe jumps in and says that BFF has a reservation. DN is still being rude to him and says that there aren't any trucks, but then kind of relents and says that there was one due back at 9 and he'll reach out to them and see where they are. They were, it turns out, on their way back. So the BFF calms down a little, and I murmur that it's okay, cause it's only a couple of minutes after, and she calms down some more. And then we're made to wait.
And wait.
And wait.
We saw the truck pull in and we knew Abe went out to check it in, and still we're waiting. And being ignored. And kind of indignant on Abe's behalf because of the way DN treats him. And we're still waiting.
Swear to god, if I hadn't been there, the BFF would have done murder and y'all would be reading it on the news. Eventually, finally, we're done and we leave and head back to her place. I meet her there, so I can direct her into the driveway because she wanted to back in. So she's starts to do that, but there was a van in the way and she was going to hit it. So I tell her she's got to pull forward more. Which she does. But then she somehow manages to get the truck in a weird spot. So I'm like, it's okay, just back up and start all over again. It's all good. But she's frustrated and worked up and that's keeping her from being on my wavelength so she's not quite understanding what I'm wanting her to do. So she gives me puppy eyes and asks me if I could just do it.
Now, something interesting of note is that not only do I hate driving, but I'm pretty sucky about backing into driveways/parking spaces. But I knew what I wanted the truck to do, so I hopped in the cab and...first try! Exactly perfect backing up! I totally did a happy dance.
So I'm the hero. I kept her out of jail, and backed her truck up. Yay me!
Friday, October 3, 2014
Fight Like A Girl
October is Breast Cancer Awareness month...and there's always a lot of fundraisers and events going on, raising the awareness and money to beat it. This is a cause that is near and dear to my heart. I've had several aunts and a couple of cousins fight this battle and win. And one aunt who fought and lost.
Fight like a girl. Big or small, let's save them all. Save the boobies!
It's a worth while cause. Get your mammograms. Do the self check. Early detection is the key. And if we can find a cure for this cancer, thousands of lives will be saved.
Fight like a girl. Big or small, let's save them all. Save the boobies!
It's a worth while cause. Get your mammograms. Do the self check. Early detection is the key. And if we can find a cure for this cancer, thousands of lives will be saved.
Wednesday, October 1, 2014
October
So it's October which is, overall, probably my least favorite month. The only thing I like about it is that fall is well and truly here. Though not quite in my area; it's still rather warm. But it's getting there and that makes me happy.
Don't know why I dislike October as a whole. There really isn't a reason for it. Just do.
Okay, so the CAL? Yeah, I'm done. This was week four, I still didn't get the clue despite several complaints. I had to go to the website, and then wait for that to be updated. And then when it was...another awful pattern stitch choice. I thought perhaps it was just me, but nope. I checked out the forum, which I hadn't been looking at, and several other people were all, these stitches don't go together! They don't look good! And it's true. It doesn't work together. It doesn't look good. And even though I started the next one, about three rounds in I was just like, nope! I just couldn't do another one. Just couldn't. So I've given up on the CAL because I can't, in good conscious, make something that I think is ugly. I did it in the first place because of the donation from the sale of yarn, and for the fun "choose your own adventure" feel of it. But it's awful, so I'm done. I will continue to buy that yarn, and I will use the yarn I have to make a throw instead, because I have enough, especially if I frog what I've already done. But I'm so over this CAL it's not even funny.
I had a really lovely two days off. It was incredibly wonderful just to chill. I treated myself to fast food breakfast one day. I read. I wrote. I napped. It was wonderful. And in a couple of weeks, I get to do it again. It'll be lovely.
And yes, I know it's silly, but the Bobs? They still bring me great joy, they are growing like awesome with new leaves and new shoots emerging all the time. I talk to them, and I swear they preen. One of my great joys is walking 'round the room and giving everyone their drinks. I check on them daily. And I want more.
So even though October makes me cringe, it's here and there's nothing I can do about about it. It'll be over in 30 days, and I just have to wait it out. And take joy in the little things while I'm at it.
Don't know why I dislike October as a whole. There really isn't a reason for it. Just do.
Okay, so the CAL? Yeah, I'm done. This was week four, I still didn't get the clue despite several complaints. I had to go to the website, and then wait for that to be updated. And then when it was...another awful pattern stitch choice. I thought perhaps it was just me, but nope. I checked out the forum, which I hadn't been looking at, and several other people were all, these stitches don't go together! They don't look good! And it's true. It doesn't work together. It doesn't look good. And even though I started the next one, about three rounds in I was just like, nope! I just couldn't do another one. Just couldn't. So I've given up on the CAL because I can't, in good conscious, make something that I think is ugly. I did it in the first place because of the donation from the sale of yarn, and for the fun "choose your own adventure" feel of it. But it's awful, so I'm done. I will continue to buy that yarn, and I will use the yarn I have to make a throw instead, because I have enough, especially if I frog what I've already done. But I'm so over this CAL it's not even funny.
I had a really lovely two days off. It was incredibly wonderful just to chill. I treated myself to fast food breakfast one day. I read. I wrote. I napped. It was wonderful. And in a couple of weeks, I get to do it again. It'll be lovely.
And yes, I know it's silly, but the Bobs? They still bring me great joy, they are growing like awesome with new leaves and new shoots emerging all the time. I talk to them, and I swear they preen. One of my great joys is walking 'round the room and giving everyone their drinks. I check on them daily. And I want more.
So even though October makes me cringe, it's here and there's nothing I can do about about it. It'll be over in 30 days, and I just have to wait it out. And take joy in the little things while I'm at it.
Tuesday, September 30, 2014
Surviving and The Wait
You'll all be happy to know that I survived the weekend. Mostly, the girls were all over Sis and that gave me ample opportunity to hide. Not that I was invited along anyway, and mostly I didn't want to be, so it was okay. I would have liked to be invited to the book store, but since I don't have any extra money to spend right this moment anyway, I let the hurt go on that pretty quickly. It was good to see them, and the little one (she's ten) told me I should write about finding a young man finding a skeleton in the woods. When he doesn't know what to do, he buries it, only for it to come to life and come after him. She's got quite and imagination...I think she could be an author herself someday.
I have today off of work as well. Yesterday was glorious, and I was so very lazy, so that was good. Today, I'm drinking my coffee of deliciousness, and waiting for the next disappointing clue for the CAL to go live. Then I'll work that up quickly and add it to my scarf. After that, I intend to write. I think I've got a bit of mojo back, and the beginnings of a long novella in my brain. I'm not quite sure where it's going to go yet, there's still some plot points I need to work out, but I feel good about it. We shall see, hm?
I am already dreading going back to work tomorrow, but I'm trying very hard not to let it spoil my day. I'm going to do good and enjoyable things instead, and make the day last as long as I possibly can. In a couple of weeks, I have another two days off, and that is something to look forward to as well.
But in the meantime, I'm waiting for that next clue (which is frustrating) and then I'll get on with other things. I have a couple episodes of Treehouse Masters to watch as well. I'll do that with the yarning. I really do love that show. :)
Hope everyone is having an enjoyable week thus far!
I have today off of work as well. Yesterday was glorious, and I was so very lazy, so that was good. Today, I'm drinking my coffee of deliciousness, and waiting for the next disappointing clue for the CAL to go live. Then I'll work that up quickly and add it to my scarf. After that, I intend to write. I think I've got a bit of mojo back, and the beginnings of a long novella in my brain. I'm not quite sure where it's going to go yet, there's still some plot points I need to work out, but I feel good about it. We shall see, hm?
I am already dreading going back to work tomorrow, but I'm trying very hard not to let it spoil my day. I'm going to do good and enjoyable things instead, and make the day last as long as I possibly can. In a couple of weeks, I have another two days off, and that is something to look forward to as well.
But in the meantime, I'm waiting for that next clue (which is frustrating) and then I'll get on with other things. I have a couple episodes of Treehouse Masters to watch as well. I'll do that with the yarning. I really do love that show. :)
Hope everyone is having an enjoyable week thus far!
Friday, September 26, 2014
Bad News, Good News
So Sis and I have had sister time a lot lately. Usually that involves a meal out and then hanging out together, yarning and watching TV, or maybe a little shopping. We've only been doing it for a few months, since early summer, with any sort of regularity, but I've really come to rely on it.
My sister time is getting usurped this weekend. And though there's a very good reason, I find myself resentful. I'm trying not to be, I really am, but I sort of can't help it.
The cousin and her girls are coming in, and the cousin is heading off to visiting with the ailing father of a friend, and leaving the girls with us. Taking over my house, demanding attention, being...ridiculous. And they'll be attached to Sis like barnacles.
Now this last bit is good, because that means I can leave them to their own devices and just do my own thing. This always makes me happy. You know I like to be left alone. But it's bad because I don't get my grounding sister time. Or if we attempt sister time, then it's two sets of sisters, one of whom is 10 and well...she lives in her own world and while she's adorable, she's also irritating. Mostly because she demands attention in a way that is more befitting a four year old.
*heavy sigh*
Okay, I'm aware I'm totally being petulant and not at all acting my age myself. I'm just disappointed and that makes me revert. I just need to build a bridge and get over it.
But here's the good news! I have a couple of days off from work, Monday and Tuesday, which means I have a long weekend and I'm looking forward to that immensely. Now I'm leery of making any sort of plans. But there's a couple of things I want to do: treat myself to breakfast from McDonald's. Read a couple of books I haven't gotten to yet. Write and yarn. Drink coffee in my pajamas. You know, the usual lazing around stuff.
Everyone have a lovely weekend!
Thursday, September 25, 2014
Update from the Attic
--My shoulder hurts. Because I'm right handed, of course it's my right shoulder. The funny thing is, I didn't do anything to it. I really didn't. Maybe I slept on it weird, but that's the only thing. I'm stretching it, and sometimes it feels better than others, but I don't think I did any real damage to it or anything. I'm hoping it heals up and is pain free soon.
--Disappointed in the CAL. Disappointed in the choices for stitches, and in the forum. Disappointed I'm still not getting the weekly emails I'm supposed to and I have to go looking for the clues each week. It's not the experience I wanted it to be. I'm finishing it, sort of out of spite now, but I can tell you that if this particular group does another CAL/KAL, i am not joining.
--I feel freer and lighter than I have in a while...and even though I got some bad news yesterday, it didn't get me too far down. For a couple of minutes there, I needed some reassurance. But a friend lifted me up, gave me the reassurance I needed, and I moved on. No dizzying black spiral for me!
--My brain is in love with someone, which is why it thought of a rock awesome project for them. So yes, that's added to the list. I'm aiming for birthday as that gives me quite a few months. It's sort of involved. But yes, new project added to the pile.
--I've recently learned that collaborating with like-minded people is a fun and awesome experience. It makes me grin and brings me joy. Of course, with three minds, even though they are similar, there's a bit of confusion. But half the fun is sorting out what people mean.
--The bobs are still doing fantastically. The Mase Cane has put out a new shoot, and I swear everyday it grows a little more. This makes me so happy, and I love checking on it and all the other bobs, seeing them grow. I also picked up an orchid this past weekend to add to the bob collection. And a friend gave me a wee tiny bob (a plant of the African violet family). Pretty soon, my space will be overrun with bobs. I'm very much looking forward to it.
--You know that fall is my favorite season, and it's been wonderful weather the last couple of weeks. Chilly at night and in the morning, warming up to almost 70 during the day. I could do with a little cooler than 70, though, if I'm honest. I love sweaters and hoodies. And though they are predicting more of the same over about the next week, i know that before too long, it'll be cool all the time and I am really very much looking forward to that.
--Work is still stressful, but I'm doing better in the overall, and so that's helping me to deal with that.
--Disappointed in the CAL. Disappointed in the choices for stitches, and in the forum. Disappointed I'm still not getting the weekly emails I'm supposed to and I have to go looking for the clues each week. It's not the experience I wanted it to be. I'm finishing it, sort of out of spite now, but I can tell you that if this particular group does another CAL/KAL, i am not joining.
--I feel freer and lighter than I have in a while...and even though I got some bad news yesterday, it didn't get me too far down. For a couple of minutes there, I needed some reassurance. But a friend lifted me up, gave me the reassurance I needed, and I moved on. No dizzying black spiral for me!
--My brain is in love with someone, which is why it thought of a rock awesome project for them. So yes, that's added to the list. I'm aiming for birthday as that gives me quite a few months. It's sort of involved. But yes, new project added to the pile.
--I've recently learned that collaborating with like-minded people is a fun and awesome experience. It makes me grin and brings me joy. Of course, with three minds, even though they are similar, there's a bit of confusion. But half the fun is sorting out what people mean.
--The bobs are still doing fantastically. The Mase Cane has put out a new shoot, and I swear everyday it grows a little more. This makes me so happy, and I love checking on it and all the other bobs, seeing them grow. I also picked up an orchid this past weekend to add to the bob collection. And a friend gave me a wee tiny bob (a plant of the African violet family). Pretty soon, my space will be overrun with bobs. I'm very much looking forward to it.
--You know that fall is my favorite season, and it's been wonderful weather the last couple of weeks. Chilly at night and in the morning, warming up to almost 70 during the day. I could do with a little cooler than 70, though, if I'm honest. I love sweaters and hoodies. And though they are predicting more of the same over about the next week, i know that before too long, it'll be cool all the time and I am really very much looking forward to that.
--Work is still stressful, but I'm doing better in the overall, and so that's helping me to deal with that.
Tuesday, September 23, 2014
Coming Out
I wasn't going to do this. I didn't think it was important, I didn't think it mattered. But now I feel it does, and I'm ready to say it out loud.
I am bisexual.
I've known it about myself, and have accepted it within me, for a long time. Years. About 14 of them, actually. But I didn't admit it out loud. I didn't see the point. I wasn't dating anyone at all, I tend towards men, so it wasn't something I needed to put out there. But ever since that first time I admitted it out loud to someone else a few months ago, there's been something lighter inside me. I never struggled with it for myself, but I didn't acknowledge it much either, and I didn't realize that it was a quiet, unobtrusive weight until I said it out loud and felt that lift.
The first person I told was a dear, wonderful friend who has my back always, and kicks my ass when I need it. I knew I was safe telling him, and he barely blinked, which was what I needed.
I told Sis. Her reaction? "I know." I asked her how she knew and she said that girl parts didn't gross me out. That made me smile, and we talked about it a little, but it's just a part of me for her.
I told Brub, Tato, and the BFF when we were talking about someone else and it just burst out of my mouth, "I'm bi." There was a beat of silence. Tato asked,"Really?" I said, "Yep." "Okay," he said, and that was that.
I never worried about shunning from my friends or family. I think that I thought it wasn't important until if or when I found myself in a relationship with a girl. And since I pretty much figured I wouldn't have a relationship of any sort at all, it wasn't something I need to share.
But it's a part of me. Not the whole of me, for sure. But a part. And I was hiding it, erasing it from the outside world. And I'm done with that.
I am a bisexual, fiber addicted, sci fi loving, obsessive reading, introverted, m/m romance writing, too many things to list...person.
I am bisexual.
I've known it about myself, and have accepted it within me, for a long time. Years. About 14 of them, actually. But I didn't admit it out loud. I didn't see the point. I wasn't dating anyone at all, I tend towards men, so it wasn't something I needed to put out there. But ever since that first time I admitted it out loud to someone else a few months ago, there's been something lighter inside me. I never struggled with it for myself, but I didn't acknowledge it much either, and I didn't realize that it was a quiet, unobtrusive weight until I said it out loud and felt that lift.
The first person I told was a dear, wonderful friend who has my back always, and kicks my ass when I need it. I knew I was safe telling him, and he barely blinked, which was what I needed.
I told Sis. Her reaction? "I know." I asked her how she knew and she said that girl parts didn't gross me out. That made me smile, and we talked about it a little, but it's just a part of me for her.
I told Brub, Tato, and the BFF when we were talking about someone else and it just burst out of my mouth, "I'm bi." There was a beat of silence. Tato asked,"Really?" I said, "Yep." "Okay," he said, and that was that.
I never worried about shunning from my friends or family. I think that I thought it wasn't important until if or when I found myself in a relationship with a girl. And since I pretty much figured I wouldn't have a relationship of any sort at all, it wasn't something I need to share.
But it's a part of me. Not the whole of me, for sure. But a part. And I was hiding it, erasing it from the outside world. And I'm done with that.
I am a bisexual, fiber addicted, sci fi loving, obsessive reading, introverted, m/m romance writing, too many things to list...person.
Friday, September 19, 2014
The Hole
So, fall is here. Which is awesome. I love this weather, I love this time of year. It's just the perfect season. I love the reprieve from the heat and humidity of the summer. (Spring arriving after the cold of winter is a close second) And as the days, and especially the nights, get chillier, it's time to break out the warmer wear. That I especially love.
Last night, it was pretty dang chilly. I had my fingerless mitts on. I wore them when I ate dinner because it's too early to turn the heat on, even though it was about 40 degrees. And then I noticed it. A hole. Near the edge of my right mitt.
Oh No!!
At first, I thought the seam had come apart, which would have been good because I could have fixed that. But nooooo. Of course not. It must have gotten caught on something, because one of the stitches broke. And knitting, well, it unravels from top to bottom. So the stitch above it was coming loose as well. Dammit all to hell! I wracked my brain, trying to remember if I had any of the yarn left in order to darn the hole closed. But I couldn't remember, and I wanted it fixed quickly so that it didn't unravel anymore.
Enter Sis to save the day!
I don't sew. I especially don't sew with a sewing machine. But Sis? Sis is a master at the sewing machine. She took my mitt, and she stitched underneath and above the hole so that even though it's still there, a wee bit, it will not unravel. It is secure. And my mitts live longer. And that makes me happy.
Last night, it was pretty dang chilly. I had my fingerless mitts on. I wore them when I ate dinner because it's too early to turn the heat on, even though it was about 40 degrees. And then I noticed it. A hole. Near the edge of my right mitt.
Oh No!!
At first, I thought the seam had come apart, which would have been good because I could have fixed that. But nooooo. Of course not. It must have gotten caught on something, because one of the stitches broke. And knitting, well, it unravels from top to bottom. So the stitch above it was coming loose as well. Dammit all to hell! I wracked my brain, trying to remember if I had any of the yarn left in order to darn the hole closed. But I couldn't remember, and I wanted it fixed quickly so that it didn't unravel anymore.
Enter Sis to save the day!
I don't sew. I especially don't sew with a sewing machine. But Sis? Sis is a master at the sewing machine. She took my mitt, and she stitched underneath and above the hole so that even though it's still there, a wee bit, it will not unravel. It is secure. And my mitts live longer. And that makes me happy.
Wednesday, September 17, 2014
Randoms
--Have you heard about the latest Facebook idiocy? I used to have a FB account. I used it a lot. And then I didn't. In fact, I haven't been there for more than browsing for probably about two years. I was finding it kind of intrusive anyway. But in light of the recent developments, I have disabled my FB account. Authors, performers, and others (LGBT people in particular) using variations on their names, or fake names, to keep themselves safe are being suspended from using the site. It's ludicrous to me. And it seems they are doing it because they want to make money, because they want to sell things, and that is just beyond insane to me. It's supposed to be a place to connect with friends and family. I've long been over it, though I've considered going back. Not going to happen now. I won't be a party to that, or condone their behavior. I'm done.
--I'm disappointed in the CAL. After the mess up last week, it was supposed to be corrected and all is well. Except I didn't get the email again this week, though I was able to get the next clue online. I was disappointed in the choices for the next pattern, and I was disappointed in the way that the sections are connected. If it's going to be like that the whole way, then I'm really going to be cranky. For a few minutes there, I even considered abandoning the whole thing. But now I'm kind of perversely determined to see it through. I've emailed the company about the screw up with the emails again, but I hold no hope of it being resolved. I'll put the pieces together each week, but I have a feeling it'll end up hanging on the wall instead of around my neck.
--The bobs are still doing wonderfully, and they still bring me a great big smile when I see them. I think I might need some more.
--Works is...the hardest part of my day. But I am persevering.
--My family is providing me with a great deal of joy lately. In particular Sis. We've been having a lot of sister time lately. And it's been really, really nice.
--Hope everyone is having a good week and that all is well in your world!
--I'm disappointed in the CAL. After the mess up last week, it was supposed to be corrected and all is well. Except I didn't get the email again this week, though I was able to get the next clue online. I was disappointed in the choices for the next pattern, and I was disappointed in the way that the sections are connected. If it's going to be like that the whole way, then I'm really going to be cranky. For a few minutes there, I even considered abandoning the whole thing. But now I'm kind of perversely determined to see it through. I've emailed the company about the screw up with the emails again, but I hold no hope of it being resolved. I'll put the pieces together each week, but I have a feeling it'll end up hanging on the wall instead of around my neck.
--The bobs are still doing wonderfully, and they still bring me a great big smile when I see them. I think I might need some more.
--Works is...the hardest part of my day. But I am persevering.
--My family is providing me with a great deal of joy lately. In particular Sis. We've been having a lot of sister time lately. And it's been really, really nice.
--Hope everyone is having a good week and that all is well in your world!
Saturday, September 13, 2014
Nice and Clean
I'm not a fan of cleaning. I know that comes as a big surprise. The people who actually like to clean are rare indeed. I wonder if there's some sort of genetic marker for that? Anyway, so no, cleaning is not fun.
But what I do like, no love, is the end result.
I'm a bit of a pack rat. It's probably why I have such a huge stash of yarn. I make piles of stuff. And it's only when I can get up the ambition that I go through the piles, sort out what I don't need and get rid of it, and put the other stuff away. Sometimes, the piles get a bit unmanageable. And then I get all cranky, and it takes me a long time to get through stuff and every time I swear I'm not going to let it get to that point again. Which never works.
Admittedly, I've been better for the last year or so. My stuff accumulates, sure. But It hasn't got quite to the crazy hoarder stage in a long time. (For the record, I'm not a hoarder. I have no problem chucking stuff out. I have no problem getting rid of stuff. I'm just lazy. I'll get to it later.) So my space has been cluttered, but it's never really, truly messy. And now, the bad times only require an hour or so to pick up, put away, dust, vacuum, mop the floor, and then I'm done.
With fall descending quickly, I decided to take some time this morning and get uncluttered and clean. It's nice now and that makes me happy. And the stuff I use on the floor makes it smell all fresh and clean. So now I can sit back and enjoy the clean. And vow to myself I'll actually start putting stuff away, even though I won't.
But it's really nice right now.
But what I do like, no love, is the end result.
I'm a bit of a pack rat. It's probably why I have such a huge stash of yarn. I make piles of stuff. And it's only when I can get up the ambition that I go through the piles, sort out what I don't need and get rid of it, and put the other stuff away. Sometimes, the piles get a bit unmanageable. And then I get all cranky, and it takes me a long time to get through stuff and every time I swear I'm not going to let it get to that point again. Which never works.
Admittedly, I've been better for the last year or so. My stuff accumulates, sure. But It hasn't got quite to the crazy hoarder stage in a long time. (For the record, I'm not a hoarder. I have no problem chucking stuff out. I have no problem getting rid of stuff. I'm just lazy. I'll get to it later.) So my space has been cluttered, but it's never really, truly messy. And now, the bad times only require an hour or so to pick up, put away, dust, vacuum, mop the floor, and then I'm done.
With fall descending quickly, I decided to take some time this morning and get uncluttered and clean. It's nice now and that makes me happy. And the stuff I use on the floor makes it smell all fresh and clean. So now I can sit back and enjoy the clean. And vow to myself I'll actually start putting stuff away, even though I won't.
But it's really nice right now.
Friday, September 12, 2014
CAL Update
Okay, yeah, more CAL stuff. This is what has been going on so far:
--I had to make some decisions right off that bat. And decisions are sometimes tricky for me, because I end up second guessing. I'm always wondering if I should choose a different path, if another choice would have been better. Especially when it's something I have to commit to and shouldn't change later. So! The first thing I had to do was choose which color was A, B, and C. This is a very individualized sort of thing, and the choice is left up to the yarner as to which color gets assigned to which letter. I hemmed and hawed for a while, rearranging and second guessing. But in the end, I decided the lightest color would be A, the medium color B, and the darkest color C. .
--Since this is a mystery scarf, there are three options to choose from in each stage for the pattern. I know I wasn't going to choose option A--it was just singles and doubles, nothing exciting. So I skipped right over that. Option B was interesting, with a combination of colors, but I sort of didn't like the way it looked. So then it was obvious I would be doing option C (which, incidentally, was labeled intermediate skill, but I don't know why as it was super easy).
Thus decided, color and pattern, I commenced yarning.
--When I was studying the options, I realized that the "blocks" of pattern would all end up measuring the same. Pretty ingenious way of getting all the different pattern stitches to fit together. So, having decided on option C, I picked up color A and started going to town. Roughly an hour later, my first block was complete. I'm not sure if all the blocks will go as quickly, it all depends on the pattern of course, but it would be nice if the only took an hour or two each.
--Since it's six weeks long, there are six blocks. Again, I'm not sure if they'll all be the same length (I do know they'll be the same width) but if they are, then the scarf will be about seven and a half feet long. In my opinion, that's a wonderful thing. I personally like them long.
--I'm very anxious and excited to see what's next up in the mystery scarf CAL! I'm sort of peeved I must wait. But it's something to look forward to.
--I had to make some decisions right off that bat. And decisions are sometimes tricky for me, because I end up second guessing. I'm always wondering if I should choose a different path, if another choice would have been better. Especially when it's something I have to commit to and shouldn't change later. So! The first thing I had to do was choose which color was A, B, and C. This is a very individualized sort of thing, and the choice is left up to the yarner as to which color gets assigned to which letter. I hemmed and hawed for a while, rearranging and second guessing. But in the end, I decided the lightest color would be A, the medium color B, and the darkest color C. .
--Since this is a mystery scarf, there are three options to choose from in each stage for the pattern. I know I wasn't going to choose option A--it was just singles and doubles, nothing exciting. So I skipped right over that. Option B was interesting, with a combination of colors, but I sort of didn't like the way it looked. So then it was obvious I would be doing option C (which, incidentally, was labeled intermediate skill, but I don't know why as it was super easy).
Thus decided, color and pattern, I commenced yarning.
--When I was studying the options, I realized that the "blocks" of pattern would all end up measuring the same. Pretty ingenious way of getting all the different pattern stitches to fit together. So, having decided on option C, I picked up color A and started going to town. Roughly an hour later, my first block was complete. I'm not sure if all the blocks will go as quickly, it all depends on the pattern of course, but it would be nice if the only took an hour or two each.
--Since it's six weeks long, there are six blocks. Again, I'm not sure if they'll all be the same length (I do know they'll be the same width) but if they are, then the scarf will be about seven and a half feet long. In my opinion, that's a wonderful thing. I personally like them long.
--I'm very anxious and excited to see what's next up in the mystery scarf CAL! I'm sort of peeved I must wait. But it's something to look forward to.
Thursday, September 11, 2014
Wednesday, September 10, 2014
CAL
So I signed up to do a online Crochet-a-long.
What happened was this:
I'm not sure how I got on the mailing list, but it was yarn stuff so even though I didn't care too much about the emails, and I just looked at them and deleted them, I didn't unsubcribe. And I got one for the CAL/KAL a couple of times and ignored it. But a couple of weeks ago, I actually clicked, just to see and well, it snagged my attention. Because, you see, Caron is doing something very special with it's United line of yarns. A part of the price of every skein goes to Children of Fallen Patriots Foundation and that right there tugged on my heartstrings. How can that not be a worthy cause, right? So I looked some more and I realized, it's a mystery CAL. As in, I know it's a scarf, but I don't have the pattern. In fact, the pattern comes piecemeal, with choices, every week, so the scarf will be truly unique.
Except...
Today was the first day of the CAL, and as I'm sitting here late Tuesday night writing this to go up Wednesday, I did not receive my first email with the first clue and the first piece of the pattern. I checked out the forum, and a few other people seemed to have had the same problem. I emailed the people to see what the problem was, but I haven't heard back yet. So I'm a little upset, because I wanted to get started, and kind of aggravated as well.
And speaking of the forum, that's the other thing. I lurk, I'm a lurker, and I don't often get involved with things. But it's part of my goal to actually engage in the forum in regards to this. To ignore the shy, and to actually comment and be involved. I even made a single post already there! Go Me!
I'm excited about this. I'm excited about watching it take shape as I work on it in pieces, each choice each week, shaping the final product. I'm even excited (and also nervous) about being involved online. So I'm on the edge of my seat, waiting for that first email, so I can get started. Hopefully, it'll get sorted out tomorrow (today) and I'll be able to work on it after dinner out with a friend.
Yay!
**update 1000 hours--the issue has been sorted out and I have now received the first clue. Next week there should be no issues. After dinner out, I will be starting on the first part of the pattern. Woo!**
What happened was this:
I'm not sure how I got on the mailing list, but it was yarn stuff so even though I didn't care too much about the emails, and I just looked at them and deleted them, I didn't unsubcribe. And I got one for the CAL/KAL a couple of times and ignored it. But a couple of weeks ago, I actually clicked, just to see and well, it snagged my attention. Because, you see, Caron is doing something very special with it's United line of yarns. A part of the price of every skein goes to Children of Fallen Patriots Foundation and that right there tugged on my heartstrings. How can that not be a worthy cause, right? So I looked some more and I realized, it's a mystery CAL. As in, I know it's a scarf, but I don't have the pattern. In fact, the pattern comes piecemeal, with choices, every week, so the scarf will be truly unique.
Except...
Today was the first day of the CAL, and as I'm sitting here late Tuesday night writing this to go up Wednesday, I did not receive my first email with the first clue and the first piece of the pattern. I checked out the forum, and a few other people seemed to have had the same problem. I emailed the people to see what the problem was, but I haven't heard back yet. So I'm a little upset, because I wanted to get started, and kind of aggravated as well.
And speaking of the forum, that's the other thing. I lurk, I'm a lurker, and I don't often get involved with things. But it's part of my goal to actually engage in the forum in regards to this. To ignore the shy, and to actually comment and be involved. I even made a single post already there! Go Me!
I'm excited about this. I'm excited about watching it take shape as I work on it in pieces, each choice each week, shaping the final product. I'm even excited (and also nervous) about being involved online. So I'm on the edge of my seat, waiting for that first email, so I can get started. Hopefully, it'll get sorted out tomorrow (today) and I'll be able to work on it after dinner out with a friend.
Yay!
**update 1000 hours--the issue has been sorted out and I have now received the first clue. Next week there should be no issues. After dinner out, I will be starting on the first part of the pattern. Woo!**
Tuesday, September 9, 2014
Needy, But Not Needed
I first thought of the title of this post in relation to myself.
I accept that I'm needy. I am. I need validation, and I need recognition. Not in the grand scheme of things--I'd much rather go unnoticed there--but from the people who mean a great deal to me. From those people, I need to know I matter, that I'm cared for, that they think of me. And I can get clingy, and sometimes paranoid, if I don't feel it from them often enough. This is on me. I know they have their own lives and worries and things that are going on and they can't be constantly reassuring me that we're solid, that I'm cared for, and that I'm worthy. Logically, I know this. I even accept it to some degree. But when I get that indication, no matter how small, there's a huge sense of relief for me. At least, until the cycle starts up all over again.
Needy.
It's also in my nature, and I think it's the other side of the same coin, to want to feed needed. I need to know that those people that I care about the most need me back. I want to help, to soothe, to laugh and cry along with them, be their support and offer them hugs and love and just be there for them. I want them to turn to me when they are hurt, or upset, or so joyful they can't contain it.
Needy about being needed.
It is something I'm working on. At least, to the extent of not showing it so much. What I don't want is to be a burden, or to drive people away with my cling, and it has happened in the past. So I'm trying to rein it in. And learn to be content in my own skin, take people at face value, and not jump to conclusions if I don't hear from someone for a few days. Because their silence probably has nothing to do with me at all. And if it does, well, I have to trust that they'll tell me that.
Right now, I feel very needy but not very needed. And since I'd very much rather feel needed than needy, I'm working on it within myself.
I accept that I'm needy. I am. I need validation, and I need recognition. Not in the grand scheme of things--I'd much rather go unnoticed there--but from the people who mean a great deal to me. From those people, I need to know I matter, that I'm cared for, that they think of me. And I can get clingy, and sometimes paranoid, if I don't feel it from them often enough. This is on me. I know they have their own lives and worries and things that are going on and they can't be constantly reassuring me that we're solid, that I'm cared for, and that I'm worthy. Logically, I know this. I even accept it to some degree. But when I get that indication, no matter how small, there's a huge sense of relief for me. At least, until the cycle starts up all over again.
Needy.
It's also in my nature, and I think it's the other side of the same coin, to want to feed needed. I need to know that those people that I care about the most need me back. I want to help, to soothe, to laugh and cry along with them, be their support and offer them hugs and love and just be there for them. I want them to turn to me when they are hurt, or upset, or so joyful they can't contain it.
Needy about being needed.
It is something I'm working on. At least, to the extent of not showing it so much. What I don't want is to be a burden, or to drive people away with my cling, and it has happened in the past. So I'm trying to rein it in. And learn to be content in my own skin, take people at face value, and not jump to conclusions if I don't hear from someone for a few days. Because their silence probably has nothing to do with me at all. And if it does, well, I have to trust that they'll tell me that.
Right now, I feel very needy but not very needed. And since I'd very much rather feel needed than needy, I'm working on it within myself.
Friday, September 5, 2014
Update on the Bobs
They still make me ridiculously happy.
Thank you, that is all.
Hope everyone has a glorious weekend!!
Thank you, that is all.
Hope everyone has a glorious weekend!!
Tuesday, September 2, 2014
The Fickle Yarner
So yeah. The fickle yarner is back. I was working on that lovely blanket this past weekend and then...well, this yarn popped into my head and the shawl I was going to make myself, and as I was working along on the row, my brain was trying to figure out what I could do with that yarn for a shawl. Well I did a little internet search and found a pattern I liked, and decided to go for it. I made it in about three hours total, though it was spread over two days.
What I love about this yarn (so very much) is that it's really warm but really light. I don't know quite how it manages it, but it does. I was working on it, and it got big enough to spread on my lap and then...I was sort of amazing how I couldn't even really feel the weight of it, but I could feel it's immense warmth. Now, I've made a different shawl from the same kind of yarn before, and I felt it then too, but I'd forgotten. And it was really fabulous to be reminded.
So yeah, guys, this is for me and just in time too...because summer is technically over, at least the season, and it's September, and pretty soon, it'll be a bit chilly, and I'll be happy to have it.
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What I love about this yarn (so very much) is that it's really warm but really light. I don't know quite how it manages it, but it does. I was working on it, and it got big enough to spread on my lap and then...I was sort of amazing how I couldn't even really feel the weight of it, but I could feel it's immense warmth. Now, I've made a different shawl from the same kind of yarn before, and I felt it then too, but I'd forgotten. And it was really fabulous to be reminded.
So yeah, guys, this is for me and just in time too...because summer is technically over, at least the season, and it's September, and pretty soon, it'll be a bit chilly, and I'll be happy to have it.
Saturday, August 30, 2014
Meet The Bobs
It became a thing with a friend of mine. I wanted some plants, was gonna name one Bob, and he suggested that I call them all Bob so I did't get confused. At any rate, I finally got me some Bobs.
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| Bob 1 |
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| Bob 2 |
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| Bob 3 |
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| The Bobs in my wee car |
Thursday, August 28, 2014
The Scoop
I've been missing for a bit.
There's been a lot going on. I feel like I'm in a vortex at work, and it's emotionally taxing. I come home at the end of the day feeling very drained. It's too complicated to get into, but I'm just trying to keep my head above water, improve, and do the best that I can. I don't know how successful I'm being. But when I walk out of the building at night, it's like a temporary reprieve until I have to go back and do it again. Something has to give there, and I fear it might be me, but I'm slowly working on changing things. We shall see how it all shakes out.
I wound all my hanks into balls. I'm telling you, that swift was one of the best investments I've ever made. I still love that blanket with the fiery passion of a thousand suns, and I love it even more now that I've started putting on the new stripe of color. It's purple and white, and the purple is pretty dark. So even though I already adored the stitches and pattern, being able to see it really well in the lighter color makes me even happier. I still want to keep it. But the BFF saw it--I can't keep secrets *blushes*--and she loves it a lot a lot too. And it's for her.
I've been experiencing a lot of highs and lows this week. One minute feeling elated, then next very sad. Okay, not quite that extreme or that often. But it has been a bit of a roller coaster. Which doesn't help with my feeling tired at the end of the day. I can pin point a lot of reasons for the feelings, so that's good. Right now I just have to ride it out. But it's making me fall into bed a lot earlier than normal. And it's making me feel like not doing a whole lot when I get home. I haven't done much this week but read some--and reread some favorites--and yarn a little bit. Very little is holding my interest. I know it will pass, though.
Anyway, I'm a bit of a mess, but I'll get through it and it'll be good again. Just keep plugging along, doing my best, and trying to make all my hours worth it.
It doesn't hurt that there's a long weekend this weekend, and no plans in sight!
There's been a lot going on. I feel like I'm in a vortex at work, and it's emotionally taxing. I come home at the end of the day feeling very drained. It's too complicated to get into, but I'm just trying to keep my head above water, improve, and do the best that I can. I don't know how successful I'm being. But when I walk out of the building at night, it's like a temporary reprieve until I have to go back and do it again. Something has to give there, and I fear it might be me, but I'm slowly working on changing things. We shall see how it all shakes out.
I wound all my hanks into balls. I'm telling you, that swift was one of the best investments I've ever made. I still love that blanket with the fiery passion of a thousand suns, and I love it even more now that I've started putting on the new stripe of color. It's purple and white, and the purple is pretty dark. So even though I already adored the stitches and pattern, being able to see it really well in the lighter color makes me even happier. I still want to keep it. But the BFF saw it--I can't keep secrets *blushes*--and she loves it a lot a lot too. And it's for her.
I've been experiencing a lot of highs and lows this week. One minute feeling elated, then next very sad. Okay, not quite that extreme or that often. But it has been a bit of a roller coaster. Which doesn't help with my feeling tired at the end of the day. I can pin point a lot of reasons for the feelings, so that's good. Right now I just have to ride it out. But it's making me fall into bed a lot earlier than normal. And it's making me feel like not doing a whole lot when I get home. I haven't done much this week but read some--and reread some favorites--and yarn a little bit. Very little is holding my interest. I know it will pass, though.
Anyway, I'm a bit of a mess, but I'll get through it and it'll be good again. Just keep plugging along, doing my best, and trying to make all my hours worth it.
It doesn't hurt that there's a long weekend this weekend, and no plans in sight!
Sunday, August 24, 2014
Crazy Cats
I tried to be a good cat mom and break my furbabies of their bad habits. Except sometimes, they are just too cute and it's hard and then I just give in. Like Simon. And his need to drink running water. He gets in the sink all the time.
And then he just looks so adorable that I give in. Because he's thirsty, dammit, and how can I not.
Weirdly, he doesn't mind getting wet. In fact, he often stick his head right under the faucet and lets the water run on his head for a minute or two. But he's cute, and thirsty, and I've given in so many times now, there's no help for it. He drinks in the sink.
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