Sunday, May 28, 2006


Self-Portrait Sunday with garden clogs.

My plan for today was to finish a buttload of gardening and general yardwork-type chores. But after fifteen minutes of weed-pulling, I decided that it was too damn hot for yardwork and really, what the hell had I been smoking last year when I thought putting in a flower garden would be A GOOD IDEA?

At least I managed to snap a picture of my gardening shoes and the daylillies (which grow without any assistance from me whatsoever) before retiring to my air-conditioned paradise.

I'll do some gardening in the fall...yeah, that's it. Fall.

Wednesday, May 24, 2006


Maybe I just should have worn pants.

Actual phone conversation from yesterday:

Me: So you know how windy it is today?

Rick: Yeah?

Me: Well, like an idiot I wore my short flowy linen skirt to lunch with mom and as I'm walking downtown with all the wind, my skirt kept blowing up all Marilyn Monroe style and I had to hold it down so I wouldn't give everyone a show.

Rick: Oh yeah?

Me: I kept wishing I'd worn better underwear.

Tuesday, May 23, 2006


Happy Birthday to Me

Today is my 28th birthday. I can always remember my birthday because it is exactly three months after Nanda's. 8^)

I had a great day filled with shopping, a trip to the library, lunch with my mom (where Marco at City Bites gave me a free cookie!), starting two new knitting projects (vest? what vest?) and then a family birthday bash at Grandma's.

Rick gave me a framed WWII era Red Cross poster that is right at home (literally, I guess) in our house, which was built in 1939. I LOVE it!

Sunday, May 21, 2006


self-portrait sunday with cat and earplugs

Since I first started working night shifts way back in '99, I've grown accustomed to wearing ear plugs when I sleep. Otherwise, there is just too much noise (think telephones and lawn mowers) to get a good day's sleep. And every day when I wake up, I set my ear plugs on my nightstand.

Since I got Shiva, her favorite game has become "earplug". As in, "She's playing earplug again." Shiva scouts out the earplugs I leave on the nightstand and chases them all over the house, so that I now go through about a million earplugs a month.

This afternoon when I woke up, there were seven earplugs in the hall and several more scattered throughout the house. As I grabbed my camera to document the sheer magnitude of the earplug population...

Shiva attacked, wanting a good head rub and cuddles in the lap.

So instead of the hard-core photo-journalism I was going to provide, I just sat my ass down and cuddled with the Destroyer. You'll just have to take my word that there are currently nineteen Day-Glo orange earplugs running rampant on my floors.

Tuesday, May 16, 2006


Actual Knitting Content

My favorite bloggers have put me to shame. In the short couple weeks since I've checked in on everyone, Nanda has been taking fabulous pictures with her new camera (a Nikon something or other that has my husband drooling at the mouth), Fannie Pie has made lots of progress on Rogue, and Emma has made about a gazillion socks. Rosemary, that crafty wench, has put out two new podcasts (yay podcasts!), tweaked her website, and is knitting a beautiful laceweight shawl! I've seen lots more progress and finished objects out there, without even mentioning the heavyweight knit bloggers like the Yarn Harlot and Grumperina, who seem to finish an object with each breath.

Meanwhile, the Prairie Knitter has just picked up her needles for the first time IN THE MONTH OF MAY! I'm surprised Blogger hasn't demanded that I change my blog name due to false advertising.

The bad news is... it maybe isn't such a good idea to not write down the modifications you have made to a pattern (because you're sure you'll remember them all) and then not actually knit on that pattern for several weeks. This can cause you to waste precious knitting time (like two hours) looking for all your K2 togethers and SSKs--and then double-checking and double-checking--so you can duplicate them at the same spots on both sides of your pattern.

The good news pile of leftover Cascade 220 is finally decreasing, and the back of my Preppy Eighties vest is DONE.
Now, if I can only keep Shiva away from the yarn...

Thursday, May 11, 2006


I heart Mugglecast

School is officially OUT and thank God for that! I just finished up my last class. Back to the internet!

Actually, I have a confession. I wasn't able to leave the internet alone. I did good about not visiting my blogs, but I managed to find a new obsession to replace them. I'm like someone who decides to give up smoking and starts drinking more instead. Oh wait. I am someone who gave up smoking and started drinking more much for analogies. Anyway, the internet sensation that is sweeping the nation (or just my house, more likely) is Mugglecast!

Let me just admit it openly right now: I am a technophobe. I am always the last person to get a new piece of technology, and because I am also a person who likes lists (listophile?), I will give you two reasons for this: The first is that I'm just a nostalgic person/neurotic who doesn't like change--I didn't buy my first CD until 1996 because I didn't want to give up cassette tapes--and the second is that I'm so inept with new technology I just prefer to pretend like the new technology never came out in the first place. Cameras on cell phones, you say? Preposterous!

Which is why I am JUST NOW getting into podcasts. Embarassing confession ahead here, but oh well, at least my husband gets a laugh out of my misunderstandings of all things Internet: I thought you had to have an Ipod to listen to podcasts. Doh! Little did I know you could just click "Download Now" on the Mugglecast page and the episode of your choosing will load onto your puny little Windows Media player and you can listen to the Muggle boys (and girl) wax nostalgic about the Boy Wizard to your heart's content! Who knew?

Don't answer that.

Anyway, that's my long-winded way of telling you that I did not get lots and lots of studying done the last two weeks, nor did I do any knitting of any kind, nor did I get my house clean or my cat washed or my Mother's Day gifts purchased. Instead, I chose to spend my time listening to teenage mega-fans hash it out over every Harry Potter theory you could imagine. I've listened to about twenty of these episodes now, and then I have to tell Rick all about them, so he's pretty much sick of me by now. "And then Andrew said...and then Jamie, he's the funny British one, he was like...and then Laura said..."

So, Rick, here's my present to you! I'm back to the blogs!

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