Quickly girls! To the Needle Cave! We have work to do. If you haven't already, hop on over to the Harlot's sight, and read her post from today, then shout "Hooray for Boobies!!!" and start knitting those hats.
Let's help spread the word- boobie milk is the bomb for babies, and more new moms need to be made aware of its benefits, and how to find support if they are having trouble.
In our society we view nursing as taboo and becasue of this many women never see anyone nurse until they have a baby themselves. No wonder so many women have trouble breastfeeding! Let's give this noble cause our full support, for the babies and the moms.
Thursday, June 29, 2006
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Sentimental Sappyness
So I haven’t talked to K since the blow up yesterday. I hate this. I was up till like 2 am last night, going over our whole relationship in my head. I hate it when we fight. I'm sure some of you out there are wondering "Why is she with him?" I've asked myself that same thing a few times,and the answers are always the same.
Of course the biggest reason is that I’m so stupidly head over heels for him. But it’s more than that too. We have fun together. He makes me laugh. I can’t see him and not want to smile. He went into the yarn shop. He’s been trying to understand the yarn obsession. He lets me talk on and on and on. He thinks The Princess Bride is one of the best movies ever. He took me to see Coldplay. He goes for walks with me. He talks to Eden on the phone. He likes to go to the zoo. He’s a closet geek. I could go on, but I think you get the picture.
Our relationship isn’t perfect. Sometimes it’s a bit like watching a train wreck. But despite our differences we’ve been together for over a year. Even when we are driving each other crazy, there is this underlying fact: we love each other. He is my darker half, just like I am his lighter side. We are different in a lot of ways, but in some very fundamental, basic ways, we are like two halves to the whole. I know that is so super cliché, but as some writer said, “Clichés are clichés because they are true.”
Of course the biggest reason is that I’m so stupidly head over heels for him. But it’s more than that too. We have fun together. He makes me laugh. I can’t see him and not want to smile. He went into the yarn shop. He’s been trying to understand the yarn obsession. He lets me talk on and on and on. He thinks The Princess Bride is one of the best movies ever. He took me to see Coldplay. He goes for walks with me. He talks to Eden on the phone. He likes to go to the zoo. He’s a closet geek. I could go on, but I think you get the picture.
Our relationship isn’t perfect. Sometimes it’s a bit like watching a train wreck. But despite our differences we’ve been together for over a year. Even when we are driving each other crazy, there is this underlying fact: we love each other. He is my darker half, just like I am his lighter side. We are different in a lot of ways, but in some very fundamental, basic ways, we are like two halves to the whole. I know that is so super cliché, but as some writer said, “Clichés are clichés because they are true.”
Monday, June 26, 2006
Longish post
I think I may have mentioned a time or two that my BF can be a bit, well, insensitive. I can deal with this most of the time. I know that it is just part of who he is. But other times I get so fucking pissed off at him for being a rude, inconsiderate ass. Like today for example.
We, meaning the two of us, together, are supposed to be taking a trip to Florida in August. Already, he has planned where we will be going, and where we will be staying. I’m perfectly fine with this, since he has been to the place we are going before and I haven’t. However, I would like to think that when we get there, we won’t be doing only things that he wants. Today, I found out differently.
Now, all of my friends know that I love to knit. Not only do I love to knit, I love to look at and shop for yarn. I have been known to wander around Sophie’s fondling the yarn, much like a cat marking its territory. I love fiber, what can I say? Most of my friends also know that K and I have been dating for over a year. I have been knitting since before he and I started dating, so it should have come as no surprise to him that I have been looking around the net to see if there are any yarn stores in the vicinity of where we will be whilst in Florida, and also if there are any worth visiting on the way down there.
First, K made the remark that “We aren’t stopping so you can buy yarn.” He doesn’t want to have to get off the interstate and go out of the way so I can explore yarn shops. That’s fine, I can understand that – it’s already a 12 hour drive, and we only have a few days to spend down there, so he wants to make good time – that’s cool. So then I mention that there is a store in the town we are going to be near that I would like to visit, and ask how far from Jacksonville we’ll be. (There is a store down there also, but I don’t want to drive a long way to get there) Do you know what his response to that question was? “This is not some yarn expedition”, said in a rather nasty tone of voice. To which I replied “Jesus Christ K, chill out.” So he looks at me and says “Fuck you.” Then walks off.
Now, I am willing to admit that maybe my response left something to be desired, but I hardly think it deserved that response. I should mention that K is paying for the trip. He wants to go on vacation, but I can’t really afford to right now, so he said he would pay for everything. I told him I didn’t want him to do this, but he insisted. The above argument is just one of the reasons I didn’t want him to pay for the whole trip. See, I know that he’s thinking, “Why should she have any say in what we do? It’s not like she’s paying for anything.” It becomes not our vacation, but his vacation, with me along for the ride.
After this fight, I am terribly afraid that the whole vacation will be all things that he wants to do, places he wants to go, with little or no consideration for me. K seems to like taking me places and doing things that he thinks I should like. Not what I really will like. It often feels like he doesn’t really know, or understand me.
So I am worried that I will not have a good time on this vacation, and so I will be angry and nasty the whole time, which will in turn make him angry and nasty, and then no one will enjoy what could and should be an awesome chance for the two of us to go away together and spend more than one night at a time with each other. Oh my, I am so conflicted…
We, meaning the two of us, together, are supposed to be taking a trip to Florida in August. Already, he has planned where we will be going, and where we will be staying. I’m perfectly fine with this, since he has been to the place we are going before and I haven’t. However, I would like to think that when we get there, we won’t be doing only things that he wants. Today, I found out differently.
Now, all of my friends know that I love to knit. Not only do I love to knit, I love to look at and shop for yarn. I have been known to wander around Sophie’s fondling the yarn, much like a cat marking its territory. I love fiber, what can I say? Most of my friends also know that K and I have been dating for over a year. I have been knitting since before he and I started dating, so it should have come as no surprise to him that I have been looking around the net to see if there are any yarn stores in the vicinity of where we will be whilst in Florida, and also if there are any worth visiting on the way down there.
First, K made the remark that “We aren’t stopping so you can buy yarn.” He doesn’t want to have to get off the interstate and go out of the way so I can explore yarn shops. That’s fine, I can understand that – it’s already a 12 hour drive, and we only have a few days to spend down there, so he wants to make good time – that’s cool. So then I mention that there is a store in the town we are going to be near that I would like to visit, and ask how far from Jacksonville we’ll be. (There is a store down there also, but I don’t want to drive a long way to get there) Do you know what his response to that question was? “This is not some yarn expedition”, said in a rather nasty tone of voice. To which I replied “Jesus Christ K, chill out.” So he looks at me and says “Fuck you.” Then walks off.
Now, I am willing to admit that maybe my response left something to be desired, but I hardly think it deserved that response. I should mention that K is paying for the trip. He wants to go on vacation, but I can’t really afford to right now, so he said he would pay for everything. I told him I didn’t want him to do this, but he insisted. The above argument is just one of the reasons I didn’t want him to pay for the whole trip. See, I know that he’s thinking, “Why should she have any say in what we do? It’s not like she’s paying for anything.” It becomes not our vacation, but his vacation, with me along for the ride.
After this fight, I am terribly afraid that the whole vacation will be all things that he wants to do, places he wants to go, with little or no consideration for me. K seems to like taking me places and doing things that he thinks I should like. Not what I really will like. It often feels like he doesn’t really know, or understand me.
So I am worried that I will not have a good time on this vacation, and so I will be angry and nasty the whole time, which will in turn make him angry and nasty, and then no one will enjoy what could and should be an awesome chance for the two of us to go away together and spend more than one night at a time with each other. Oh my, I am so conflicted…
Friday, June 23, 2006
Riddle me this...
Here is a quick riddle for you all:
What word begins with and ends with an "e", but typically only has one letter? See you all at Sophie's!! - S
What word begins with and ends with an "e", but typically only has one letter? See you all at Sophie's!! - S
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
Birthday birthday
First, congratulations to Liz and David and Lucinda and Trevor!!
So, I mentioned to a certain someone that my birthday is only a month away, and that I had been eyeing a few things. Well, that someone may still need a little extra help so here, without further ado is my birthday list:
(For those among you who couldn’t care less what I want for my birthday, you have my permission to resume you normal lives, such as they are >^..^<
The portable case with gadget pocket found here:
http://www.organizedknitter.com/cases/gadget/bubblesteal.html
Or, a spot in the Fall Sock Club over at Mama E’s, since I missed the Project Spectrum club
http://www.mamaespot.com/blog/?page_id=34
Or, one of these fabulous kits from Knit and Plenty, as seen on the Harlot’s site:
http://knitandplenty.com/products.html
Or this fabulous pattern from The Garter Belt, whose purchase also benefits Breast Cancer Research
http://www.thegarterbelt.com/ww_fanny.html
And of course, a gift certificate to Sophie’s is always welcome.
(Did I mention that at Christmas, he actually went into the store??!! And not like right inside the door, but all the way baby!)
Okay, I’m done.
So, I mentioned to a certain someone that my birthday is only a month away, and that I had been eyeing a few things. Well, that someone may still need a little extra help so here, without further ado is my birthday list:
(For those among you who couldn’t care less what I want for my birthday, you have my permission to resume you normal lives, such as they are >^..^<
The portable case with gadget pocket found here:
http://www.organizedknitter.com/cases/gadget/bubblesteal.html
Or, a spot in the Fall Sock Club over at Mama E’s, since I missed the Project Spectrum club
http://www.mamaespot.com/blog/?page_id=34
Or, one of these fabulous kits from Knit and Plenty, as seen on the Harlot’s site:
http://knitandplenty.com/products.html
Or this fabulous pattern from The Garter Belt, whose purchase also benefits Breast Cancer Research
http://www.thegarterbelt.com/ww_fanny.html
And of course, a gift certificate to Sophie’s is always welcome.
(Did I mention that at Christmas, he actually went into the store??!! And not like right inside the door, but all the way baby!)
Okay, I’m done.
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
Pretty day
Too pretty to be inside!!!! I want to go home, but alas I have an hour left. Waaaa!!!! I cast on for K’s sweater last night. Deep breath everyone. I know I know, the curse. But I’ve been looking around (okay reading the poll answers from here: www.knittersreview.com) and I think that since K and I have been together for eons (ok, so maybe it just seems that way some days) its safe to start the sweater. At least I like the yarn, so if I need to I can rip the damn thing back and make myself a comfy blanket.
Yes, I have enough yarn to knit a blanket. When I finally snuck up on K and throttled him with the sheep, I discovered that his chest measures 49 ½ inches. Yes, you read that correctly. And, he likes his sweaters a bit loose and longer than average. Someone please ram a needle through my skull. Why does my boyfriend desire a sweater knit in oatmeal colored yarn, with no fancy stuff?
Thank god he chose that bulky alpaca. I’m getting three stitches to the inch, so the twitch in my eye may have only spread to half my body by the time I’m done.
He wanted me to put ribbing on the edge, but I kindly told him no dice. My baby’s a big guy, and ribbing on the bottom of his sweater – not a good look.
Also, I started on the second blue sock. And, I’m still working on the pink Jaywalker. It is kicking my butt. Because the pattern is tight I can only knit on it a little a time before my hand cramps up. But, it looks pretty.
Just like today. So pretty. I picked a magnolia bloom from one of the trees outside and brought it inside, so know my desk smells like yummy lemons.
And I’ve been reading mysteries. (Did I mention that I’m getting more like my mom everyday? Scary) I finished the Chintz n China series by Yasmine Galenorn, I highly recommend them. They are fun and well written. You can find out more here: www.galenorn.com I finished this series too: www.maggiesefton.com
I'm going away now. The sun is calling me... must head towards the light...
Yes, I have enough yarn to knit a blanket. When I finally snuck up on K and throttled him with the sheep, I discovered that his chest measures 49 ½ inches. Yes, you read that correctly. And, he likes his sweaters a bit loose and longer than average. Someone please ram a needle through my skull. Why does my boyfriend desire a sweater knit in oatmeal colored yarn, with no fancy stuff?
Thank god he chose that bulky alpaca. I’m getting three stitches to the inch, so the twitch in my eye may have only spread to half my body by the time I’m done.
He wanted me to put ribbing on the edge, but I kindly told him no dice. My baby’s a big guy, and ribbing on the bottom of his sweater – not a good look.
Also, I started on the second blue sock. And, I’m still working on the pink Jaywalker. It is kicking my butt. Because the pattern is tight I can only knit on it a little a time before my hand cramps up. But, it looks pretty.
Just like today. So pretty. I picked a magnolia bloom from one of the trees outside and brought it inside, so know my desk smells like yummy lemons.
And I’ve been reading mysteries. (Did I mention that I’m getting more like my mom everyday? Scary) I finished the Chintz n China series by Yasmine Galenorn, I highly recommend them. They are fun and well written. You can find out more here: www.galenorn.com I finished this series too: www.maggiesefton.com
I'm going away now. The sun is calling me... must head towards the light...
Wednesday, May 24, 2006
Knitting book lust
So my long awaited and lusted after copy of Mason Dixon Knitting arrived last week, and I finally had a chance to crack it open and really delve into it last night. Let me just say, this is one of the best knitting books I’ve ever come across.
Every knitter who wants to move beyond the basics should own a copy of this book. Not only does it have some fun patterns, it has a lot of advice and encouragement for moving beyond store bought patterns. It’s like having a little knitting muse sit on your shoulder saying, “Go ahead, try it, you know you want to.”
Looking through it and actually reading the advice and stories Ann and Kay have included, I kept finding myself going, “Yeah, I can do that.” And “Wow, think about how that would look in this color – yarn – stitch.”
It is awesome. I am definitely going to be adding it to my top ten must own knitting books. And anyone who knows me knows that I don’t just buy knitting books wily nily. They are way to damned expensive, but this one, well this one is definitely worth the cost.
Every knitter who wants to move beyond the basics should own a copy of this book. Not only does it have some fun patterns, it has a lot of advice and encouragement for moving beyond store bought patterns. It’s like having a little knitting muse sit on your shoulder saying, “Go ahead, try it, you know you want to.”
Looking through it and actually reading the advice and stories Ann and Kay have included, I kept finding myself going, “Yeah, I can do that.” And “Wow, think about how that would look in this color – yarn – stitch.”
It is awesome. I am definitely going to be adding it to my top ten must own knitting books. And anyone who knows me knows that I don’t just buy knitting books wily nily. They are way to damned expensive, but this one, well this one is definitely worth the cost.
Friday, May 19, 2006
WooHoo
Go me, oh yeah, I rock. I totally figured out how to add links to my blog. Alright, pick yourselves up off the floor and stop laughing now. We all know that I am totally un- savvy when it comes to computers and anything hi-tech.
And yes, I realize how ironic it is that I'm dating someone who works with computers all day and yet, still, I have no computer sense. I mean, like I have the sense to know that one should never, ever try to remove anything from a computer with tweezers - while the damn thing is still on!
True story! Some idiot in our computer learning center actually did this. These are people who are hired to assist the public with the computers. And this is how intelligent they are. God I love my job.
You would think that working in the field I work in, we would have, on the whole, intelligent people working here. You would be wrong. And not just a little wrong - seriously wrong. I am not sure how some of them made it past grade school let alone a Master's program. That's right - MASTERS.
To be fair, it really is just a lack of common sense. And a lack of intelligence. And no sense of reality. Or how to be helpful. Or polite. Or, I really need to go now....
And yes, I realize how ironic it is that I'm dating someone who works with computers all day and yet, still, I have no computer sense. I mean, like I have the sense to know that one should never, ever try to remove anything from a computer with tweezers - while the damn thing is still on!
True story! Some idiot in our computer learning center actually did this. These are people who are hired to assist the public with the computers. And this is how intelligent they are. God I love my job.
You would think that working in the field I work in, we would have, on the whole, intelligent people working here. You would be wrong. And not just a little wrong - seriously wrong. I am not sure how some of them made it past grade school let alone a Master's program. That's right - MASTERS.
To be fair, it really is just a lack of common sense. And a lack of intelligence. And no sense of reality. Or how to be helpful. Or polite. Or, I really need to go now....
Thursday, May 11, 2006
ARGH!!
What is it with MEN? After bugging me about a stupid sweater for months - months people - I am finally ready to start on one, and the jack ass won't let me measure him. "You already measured me" Sooo, that was ages ago. You could have grown, or shrunk by now. Alright, so I lost the measurements, but still. He's been griping about this forever and mumbling about how I'll never knit it, and here I am, yarn all swatched so I know my gauge, pattern chosen, needles ready - and I can't cast on because someone won't let me measure them!!!! Argh!!!!!!!!!!!
Wednesday, May 10, 2006
Bad Girl
Hello my fellow yarn junkies. I was a bad girl yesterday. I took horrible advantage of the fact that a LYS is going out of business and therefore having a sale on everything - literally - everything, including needles and books and bags, oh my. I bought more sock yarn. Yes, I know I have many many skeins already, but one can never have enough right? I also bought some DPNs in a size 2, thank god, in bamboo from Clover. I can't stand the ones from Lakewood. They suck.
So, then of course I had to cast on a new sock. But did I use the new yarn? Of course not. I used the yarn Lucinda traded me. It is going to make a lovely pair of ankle socks for me. K thinks the striping yarn is too girly - yea, that means more stick a needle through my eye boring socks for him and his huge ass feet.
Also, today I got Big Girl Knits - gotta love a pattern book for the over size 14 crowd (see B I told you I'd gotten fatter)
And, I left a comment on Jordana Paige's blog, and she responded!!! She liked my bag idea!! How f****ing cool is that??!!!
So, know I'm off to SnB to buy another set of size 4 DPNs so I can finish E's sock. Alright, first I have to pick E up and make sure the Ass comes by to get her, then its off to SnB. Adios fellow yarn addicts.
So, then of course I had to cast on a new sock. But did I use the new yarn? Of course not. I used the yarn Lucinda traded me. It is going to make a lovely pair of ankle socks for me. K thinks the striping yarn is too girly - yea, that means more stick a needle through my eye boring socks for him and his huge ass feet.
Also, today I got Big Girl Knits - gotta love a pattern book for the over size 14 crowd (see B I told you I'd gotten fatter)
And, I left a comment on Jordana Paige's blog, and she responded!!! She liked my bag idea!! How f****ing cool is that??!!!
So, know I'm off to SnB to buy another set of size 4 DPNs so I can finish E's sock. Alright, first I have to pick E up and make sure the Ass comes by to get her, then its off to SnB. Adios fellow yarn addicts.
Wednesday, May 03, 2006
No title today
Let me just say that getting to meet the Harlot herself was totally amazing.
I wanted to tell her how she was such an inspiration, and how much I admire her and her writing, because the way she talks about yarn, and knitting and well, life in general, is so right on. She gets it. That is such an amazing thing. But of course I just stood there like the village idiot.
And I think that I was almost as bowled over that she recognized Liz's sock as Liz was. I wanted to jump up and down and screech out "She knows your sock!!!!" in a voice so high pitched dogs all over Lex would have been howling, but I managed to restrain myself. Suffice it to say that the whole trip was awesome.
As soon as I learn how to post pictures and links, I'll try to get some up. Which reminds me that if anyone out there can help instruct me on that, I would be very grateful.
I wanted to tell her how she was such an inspiration, and how much I admire her and her writing, because the way she talks about yarn, and knitting and well, life in general, is so right on. She gets it. That is such an amazing thing. But of course I just stood there like the village idiot.
And I think that I was almost as bowled over that she recognized Liz's sock as Liz was. I wanted to jump up and down and screech out "She knows your sock!!!!" in a voice so high pitched dogs all over Lex would have been howling, but I managed to restrain myself. Suffice it to say that the whole trip was awesome.
As soon as I learn how to post pictures and links, I'll try to get some up. Which reminds me that if anyone out there can help instruct me on that, I would be very grateful.
Friday, April 28, 2006
Happy happy joy joy
Tomorrow I will be traveling with some of the girls to Lexington to see the one, the only, YARN HARLOT!!!!!!!!
Yeah baby, live and in person at the Bluegrass Festival of the Book! Words can barely express how I feel about this.
I wasn't going to be able to go, but then I realized that I'm not the only in my department, and I asked someone to work for me, and they said yes, and now
I get to go!!!!!
The downside is that I fell yesterday at work, and totally f'ed up my left hand - yes, the one that was still operating at full functionality. So, now I have this stupid Ace bandage on my hand, and even though it is going to hurt like h-e-double hockey sticks, I am going to have to cast on a sock today, so that my sock and her traveling sock can have their picture taken together.
Ohmygod I am so excited about this!!!
Hopefully we can steal her away from Lexington before the gigantic blackhole of its lameness can suck her in. She obviously doesn't know that Lexington is Lame, and that the Ville is super rockin'.
Hopefully we can convince/bribe her into coming to Sophie's on a Wed night to join the girls of KTTW. That would be so super cool. Seriously, it would be FABULOUS.
Yeah baby, live and in person at the Bluegrass Festival of the Book! Words can barely express how I feel about this.
I wasn't going to be able to go, but then I realized that I'm not the only in my department, and I asked someone to work for me, and they said yes, and now
I get to go!!!!!
The downside is that I fell yesterday at work, and totally f'ed up my left hand - yes, the one that was still operating at full functionality. So, now I have this stupid Ace bandage on my hand, and even though it is going to hurt like h-e-double hockey sticks, I am going to have to cast on a sock today, so that my sock and her traveling sock can have their picture taken together.
Ohmygod I am so excited about this!!!
Hopefully we can steal her away from Lexington before the gigantic blackhole of its lameness can suck her in. She obviously doesn't know that Lexington is Lame, and that the Ville is super rockin'.
Hopefully we can convince/bribe her into coming to Sophie's on a Wed night to join the girls of KTTW. That would be so super cool. Seriously, it would be FABULOUS.
Thursday, April 20, 2006
Betrayal
My hands have betrayed me.
That is how it feels. I had expected that one day they would,since RA runs in my family, but not so soon.
I'm only 26. And already my hands are failing me. Or, to be more precise, my wrists.
They ache. They are sore and weak. It hurts me to knit more than a few rows at a time. It hurts me to type, to hold my daughter, to hold a book. And that hurts my heart.
Maybe its silly and melodramatic of me, but so what.
Because my hands are failing me.
They have betrayed my trust in them to do the things I want them to do.
They are weak, and because they are weak I am weak.
That is how it feels. I had expected that one day they would,since RA runs in my family, but not so soon.
I'm only 26. And already my hands are failing me. Or, to be more precise, my wrists.
They ache. They are sore and weak. It hurts me to knit more than a few rows at a time. It hurts me to type, to hold my daughter, to hold a book. And that hurts my heart.
Maybe its silly and melodramatic of me, but so what.
Because my hands are failing me.
They have betrayed my trust in them to do the things I want them to do.
They are weak, and because they are weak I am weak.
Friday, April 14, 2006
Order from Chaos
I know that some may find this odd, but well, I enjoy untangling yarn. Really.
I understand that some of you may now need to be revived with smelling salts, such is your hatred of untangling a messy, knotty tangle of yarn, especially considering that said yarn is a lace weight wool that likes to pill on itself, creating nasty little snags of bunched up fiber.
But me, I love it. I guess it has to do with my love of order. I like for things to be all neat and tidy and in lovely little balls.
It should however be noted that if my mom read that, she would be on the floor laughing, because I am a not so tidy housekeeper. I said I liked for things to be nice and neat. But when you have a 5 year old and one too many cats, nice and tidy becomes the stuff of dreams.
So, I create the order where I can - through the yarn. I take this knot of lovely wool and I slowly work my way through it. Around and through, over or under, a gentle tug here, a loop there, and eventually I end up with a tidy little ball of yarn. Order from chaos - I'll get it where I can.
I understand that some of you may now need to be revived with smelling salts, such is your hatred of untangling a messy, knotty tangle of yarn, especially considering that said yarn is a lace weight wool that likes to pill on itself, creating nasty little snags of bunched up fiber.
But me, I love it. I guess it has to do with my love of order. I like for things to be all neat and tidy and in lovely little balls.
It should however be noted that if my mom read that, she would be on the floor laughing, because I am a not so tidy housekeeper. I said I liked for things to be nice and neat. But when you have a 5 year old and one too many cats, nice and tidy becomes the stuff of dreams.
So, I create the order where I can - through the yarn. I take this knot of lovely wool and I slowly work my way through it. Around and through, over or under, a gentle tug here, a loop there, and eventually I end up with a tidy little ball of yarn. Order from chaos - I'll get it where I can.
Thursday, April 13, 2006
Numero Uno
Oh my. I've done it. I actually created my own blog. And now, I'm posting to my own blog. Oh joy oh rapture. Um, yeah, I guess that's it for now.
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