I'm still here! Taking a short break from cleaning up the disaster area that our house has become in the past two weeks when we've both been doing too much work (and too much WoW, I admit it) and not enough home stuff. Also not enough knitting, but I did finish a sock and start its mate today. The urge to knit is pretty quiet lately with heat and humidity and just general brain exhaustion; I don't want to do anything that requires thought. But there is light at the end of the tunnel of craziness, and if it's a train, it's only a wee one. :)
Speaking of trains (Hogwarts Express?), I did read Harry Potter 7 this week and it was pretty good. I won't go into detail because spoilers suck, but some parts made me react quite strongly and others I wanted to fast-forward through. On the whole, a good last book - so many series end weakly, I think (just wrote "tink" - ha! Newfie Knitspeak!) Rowling did a good job.
In other news, all the work and WoW time gave me tendonitis in my arm this week so I had to be good a couple of evenings and just rest the wrist. Got a good strap for it - brand name "BandIt" - that helps.
And now, because I'm a crazy person with too much to do already, I'm taking Wilton cake decorating classes. Today I made a lemon cake with raspberry-ginger filling and decorated it with a pale green "interpretation" of our backyard garden. Peter declared it pretty, and tasty. Next week, I'm making a 3D ducky and a sheet cake for the Masons duck race. I may need to take a day off work for that, and I just might. Sorry, can't come in today - I'm putting little icing feathers on a rubber ducky cake. That'll mess with their heads. :)
And in a couple days, July is over. I am now 21 days from my 36th birthday. I think I should get three dozen of something, don't you? But I don't know what...
Jul 29, 2007
Jul 21, 2007
You /wave at everyone
And if you get that reference, you'll know part of the reason I haven't blogged much lately. Mostly it's been because work is sucking the ever-loving soul out of me and I'm too brain-dead to knit or write about knitting. But partly it's because Peter has got me hooked on WoW, after all. For those who don't know it, World of Warcraft (aka WoW) is a massive multiplayer online game, where you make up a D&D-esque character (dwarf, gnome, elf, etc.) and roam around doing quests and killing stuff.
Last weekend I made up a wee gnomish rogue and did a few low-level "kill the boar" quests. Meh. Then Monday I had that day at work. You know that day - where you're about 10 seconds or one careless remark from telling everyone in the immediate vicinity to drop dead, right before you quit dramatically (and loudly) and walk out the door never to be seen again? Yeah, that day. I came home. Peter had dinner on the table (love that boy!) and I rolled up a dwarf. A big chunky dwarf with a two-handed smashy smashy hammer. And I went a-killing. And it was GOOD. And I understood what the game is for. It's for making you forget about the crap, and just vent, when you're too wound up to do anything else (if I had been knitting in that state, my gauge would have been tight to the point of strangulation!). So yes, I'm playing. But I'm also knitting - I have a finished hat and some slippers and about 90% of a baby sweater OTN. Pictures to follow.
Alas, today I will be neither knitting nor WoW-ing, nor even reading the new Harry Potter (which should be in my mailbox as we speak) - I will be working. Because yesterday, I woke to an all-day thunderstorm, which meant that Fred the Bastard Migraine woke up with me. I took the new happy migraine-go-away pill, and waited for it to kick in. Within 15 minutes, the pain was starting to recede - Good! - but I was also getting equal parts stoned and sleepy - Not So Good. So, I stayed awake long enough to call in sick, and rolled back into bed. Slept half the day, killed stuff the other half, knit on the baby sweater, and went back to bed again. BUT - I was already behind on work before I took the sick day, so now it's weekend-office-time. Argh.
I figure I can do about 6 hours before I get crazy (working weekends in the office IS crazy-making), then I will come home, make my honey some dinner, and hopefully read some HP before bed. Tomorrow I have a cake decorating class (whee!) and my parents are coming for dinner so there won't be much time for leisure stuff (we need to clean, it's the parents). And then Monday I will return to the World of Hell which is my job, of late. It will get better, likely within the week, but right now it's fugly.
Wish me luck, and if you're on Kirin Tor, look for Jolietjake the dwarf or Poppypatch the gnome. And tell me how to kill Rockjaw Bonesnappers without getting killed myself. :)
Last weekend I made up a wee gnomish rogue and did a few low-level "kill the boar" quests. Meh. Then Monday I had that day at work. You know that day - where you're about 10 seconds or one careless remark from telling everyone in the immediate vicinity to drop dead, right before you quit dramatically (and loudly) and walk out the door never to be seen again? Yeah, that day. I came home. Peter had dinner on the table (love that boy!) and I rolled up a dwarf. A big chunky dwarf with a two-handed smashy smashy hammer. And I went a-killing. And it was GOOD. And I understood what the game is for. It's for making you forget about the crap, and just vent, when you're too wound up to do anything else (if I had been knitting in that state, my gauge would have been tight to the point of strangulation!). So yes, I'm playing. But I'm also knitting - I have a finished hat and some slippers and about 90% of a baby sweater OTN. Pictures to follow.
Alas, today I will be neither knitting nor WoW-ing, nor even reading the new Harry Potter (which should be in my mailbox as we speak) - I will be working. Because yesterday, I woke to an all-day thunderstorm, which meant that Fred the Bastard Migraine woke up with me. I took the new happy migraine-go-away pill, and waited for it to kick in. Within 15 minutes, the pain was starting to recede - Good! - but I was also getting equal parts stoned and sleepy - Not So Good. So, I stayed awake long enough to call in sick, and rolled back into bed. Slept half the day, killed stuff the other half, knit on the baby sweater, and went back to bed again. BUT - I was already behind on work before I took the sick day, so now it's weekend-office-time. Argh.
I figure I can do about 6 hours before I get crazy (working weekends in the office IS crazy-making), then I will come home, make my honey some dinner, and hopefully read some HP before bed. Tomorrow I have a cake decorating class (whee!) and my parents are coming for dinner so there won't be much time for leisure stuff (we need to clean, it's the parents). And then Monday I will return to the World of Hell which is my job, of late. It will get better, likely within the week, but right now it's fugly.
Wish me luck, and if you're on Kirin Tor, look for Jolietjake the dwarf or Poppypatch the gnome. And tell me how to kill Rockjaw Bonesnappers without getting killed myself. :)
Jul 9, 2007
A Walden moment...
So, this weekend Peter and I were talking about fun things like, oh -Bills. And Debt. And Work. And Insurance. And Loans. And Vehicle Costs. And... well, all the things that are really not fun. And you know what? We had a shared Walden moment. We both, as soon as is financially feasible, want to get the heck out of the city and live a smaller, simpler life.
His vision involves going into the deep bush with a satellite dish (Must. Have. Warcraft.). Mine is more of the bucolic, leaning towards a hobby farm (alpacas anyone?) or a small-town scenario. Actually, to be 100% truthful, here's my absolute dream:
A books-and-yarn-store with coffeshop. I have a name, I have a concept, I have a possible location (assuming someone in that location doesn't scoop my idea in the next two years). Imagine it - one side of the room, wall o' bookshelves (probably used, with some new). Other side, wall o' yarn (and "yarn accessories", a la Hank Hill). In the bright sunny window? Comfy chairs with tables. In the fireplace nook? Comfy chairs with tables and good task lighting. Along the back wall? An old-fashioned diner counter setup, with espresso machines and a pastry case busting with home-baked goodies. (Oh, yeah - all the tables? They have Purell bottles on them so you can enjoy your pastries and then clean your hands before you pick up your knitting/book again). In the center of the room, a circle of comfy chairs for the book clubs and knitting groups and classes to meet in. (Hey, that's kind of "Friendly Giant", isn't it?)
Is it crazy? Possibly. But it has all my favourite things in one place, with me in the middle, earning my living in a happy atmosphere. Now all I need is to research all the "how to make it happen" stuff REALLY thoroughly, beg tons of advice from friends in the yarn store/bookstore/coffeeshop business, get completely out of personal debt, write an amazing business plan, secure generous funding, get the ideal location, and then - voila. A whole new set of things to worry about. :) But doesn't it sound LOVELY?
In all seriousness, we are probably (over the next two years) going to try and make this work. Peter has his own business plans, but there's no reason two entrepreneurs can't exist in the same family, is there? (no, really - is there? Am I crazy?) Maybe I'm having my midlife crisis early, but I want to make this happen before I'm 40. Then I can have 20 years to enjoy it in before I even think of retiring, if I even do then.
What do you think?
His vision involves going into the deep bush with a satellite dish (Must. Have. Warcraft.). Mine is more of the bucolic, leaning towards a hobby farm (alpacas anyone?) or a small-town scenario. Actually, to be 100% truthful, here's my absolute dream:
A books-and-yarn-store with coffeshop. I have a name, I have a concept, I have a possible location (assuming someone in that location doesn't scoop my idea in the next two years). Imagine it - one side of the room, wall o' bookshelves (probably used, with some new). Other side, wall o' yarn (and "yarn accessories", a la Hank Hill). In the bright sunny window? Comfy chairs with tables. In the fireplace nook? Comfy chairs with tables and good task lighting. Along the back wall? An old-fashioned diner counter setup, with espresso machines and a pastry case busting with home-baked goodies. (Oh, yeah - all the tables? They have Purell bottles on them so you can enjoy your pastries and then clean your hands before you pick up your knitting/book again). In the center of the room, a circle of comfy chairs for the book clubs and knitting groups and classes to meet in. (Hey, that's kind of "Friendly Giant", isn't it?)
Is it crazy? Possibly. But it has all my favourite things in one place, with me in the middle, earning my living in a happy atmosphere. Now all I need is to research all the "how to make it happen" stuff REALLY thoroughly, beg tons of advice from friends in the yarn store/bookstore/coffeeshop business, get completely out of personal debt, write an amazing business plan, secure generous funding, get the ideal location, and then - voila. A whole new set of things to worry about. :) But doesn't it sound LOVELY?
In all seriousness, we are probably (over the next two years) going to try and make this work. Peter has his own business plans, but there's no reason two entrepreneurs can't exist in the same family, is there? (no, really - is there? Am I crazy?) Maybe I'm having my midlife crisis early, but I want to make this happen before I'm 40. Then I can have 20 years to enjoy it in before I even think of retiring, if I even do then.
What do you think?
Jul 7, 2007
Fire in the belly
If you're here for the knitting, scroll down to where the pictures start - I'm having a bit of a whinge first... you were warned!
This is not the "fire in the belly" of inspiration and determination. No, today's fire in the belly is of the literal type - yes, this morning I was mugged by the IBS fairy, who has not visited me for awhile. Silly me, I thought the fairy had forgotten me of late (really, no attacks since the wedding - it's a miracle!). But no, the fairy was just saving up her sneakiness for a big ball of pain to punish me when I was already tired and weak. Actually, being tired and weak (and stressed, and not eating properly) is what sends the signal to the IBS fairy to visit. So basically this week I sent the big bat-logo up, and this morning - BLAMMO!
Not to get too detailed, but there are different types of IBS. The type I get is (as mentioned) triggered mainly by stress, lack of proper rest, and poor diet. It is also the type that manifests as violent diarrhea - first a twinge of pain like someone's just kicked you in the stomach, then a cramping like the worst PMS in the history of the world, and then finally anywhere from 10 minutes to an hour of sitting on the toilet feeling like someone's reached up through your posterior with a flaming hand, twisted your intestines into some kind of bastard celtic knotwork, and is now trying to get all your digestive system to come out of you. Ok, that was pretty detailed. Sorry. It's excruciating, and one of those things that, being to do with digestive "Issues", people don't often talk about. Well, the Internet is good for many things, and one of those things is letting people know that this is a real medical thing (syndrome/disease, take your pick) and that it is not to be ashamed of, just coped with and treated as best as possible.
For me, treatment is generally a gallon or so of hot peppermint tea, to wash down a double dose of Imodium and Tylenol 1 (codeine is very helpful in slowing down the spasms of the digestive tract, as well as managing the pain). Then I sit in my recliner with a Magic Bag heat pack on my belly and knit until the pain dulls to a manageable level. The knitting, thank god, helps to focus my attention on something other than the pain. Sometimes it works well, sometimes not so much. But if I'm forced to just sit there, then at least I can accomplish something.
So today, while I'm sitting and whingeing and knitting and drinking a lot of tea, Peter is off helping our friends move (which I was supposed to do too, but not much help would I be!), and setting up some jobs for next week - little things for neighbours that are paying gigs but won't take much time. Then he will come home, bearing the recommended (and actually, pretty tolerable) BRAT foods - Bananas, Rice, Applesauce, Toast that will constitute my diet for the next few days. They don't do much for energy levels but they are tummy-friendly. Given the strength of this morning's attack, and based on previous experience, I figure I will need a week of BRAT to get back to normal. Also some extra sleep, which means that my correspondence course assignments, chores, and baking plans for this weekend will be curtailed pretty sharply. One batch of cookies instead of three, laundry spread over two or three days instead of one, and only as much studying as my brain will allow. Given the levels of codeine I expect to ingest in the next 24 hours, that's going to be minimal. So be it. I have a busy week of work and teaching coming up and need to be on my game by Monday morning.
Enough grousing (at least, here). I promised knitting and knitting is happening!
Here is a "no-pattern" hat, knit in Patons Astra, colourway "High Energy". It's toddler-size, and I really enjoyed how the colours stacked up in the ribbing and then swirled around when I switched to stockinette. Like melted Sorbet, I think. Very pretty and cute. I have other photos that I will post to Ravelry tomorrow probably with the project details. A fast knit, too, only a few hours. Love hats!
Another "no-pattern", this one in Patons Shetland Chunky, "Harvest Variegated" colourway. Roll-brim option which is fun if you hate ribbing. This is a modification of my old Tim Horton's Toque - I cast on 84 stitches instead of 92 which makes the rolled brim a little less wide and the whole hat fit a little better. I also knit it deeper so it covers the ears and won't blow off in a strong Ottawa February wind!
This, at last, is the beginnings of my back-to-school sweater, which is from the 2006 Knitting Pattern A Day Calendar. It is called the Silk Tweed Sweater and the pattern can be found here. Here's a picture if you don't feel like clicking the link:
Not having the budget for the very lovely Estelle Silk Tweed yarn, I'm knitting mine in Bernat Denimstyle, colourway "Stonewash". It's going to look very nice with jeans, I think. I like the styling of it - very casual but still feminine. The neckline is particularly flattering I think - I have a fuller bust than the model does, so I might even get a little cleavage action out of this sweater.
Now if I just had that kind of hair... actually, I now know EXACTLY what kind of hair I want. I want Stella's hair - Stella from CSI: New York. The only problem with that is that the actress is Greek and has that natural big-curly-bodyfilled Greek Hair, and I am a Celtic mutt with a cowlick in both the front and back of my hair. However, I do have a marvelous friend who does hair, and I am going to consult with her about the possibility of Stella-esque hair. The catch is, I am useless at fixing my hair too, and I'm afraid the big curls which look so effortless are actually an hour every morning to fix up. What I'd really like to do is just chop it off back to the short and spiky 5-minutes-wet-and-gel look I used to have. SO EASY! However, not all that flattering, as I see from my health card photo. And really, once it's short that's it - it's short. It's a two-year commitment to grow it back out and it looks like all kinds of crap in between times. Right now it hits right around the shoulders, is straight and thick and I can tie it back or twist it up with a clippy thing, so it's easy. Just - boring.
God, I'm rambling on. See, that's the painkillers working. More knitting!
Here is the Diagonal Lace Scarf from Midnight Purls, about half done. I had to rip and restart this twice but I think I've finally mastered it. The trick I've discovered is to load one episode of Cast-On, and start knitting the lace at Row 1. I can get through about 42 rows (7 repeats) in an episode, so I make sure I finish Row 6 before I take a break and load another episode. Then, CLEVER! - I reset the counter back to zero. It's so much easier to keep track of a six-row repeat if the total number is less than 60 than if it's up in the 80s or 104s or whatever. At least for me, I suck at mental math. So that's my solution. And it is growing steadily, and it's very VERY pretty. Here's a close-up (a bit fuzzy) of the lace:
I'm (half-jokingly) calling this the "Patience and Perserverance" scarf because I really REALLY don't like ripping and restarting projects, especially when I've invested several hours already. But - this is for a class sample, so it has to be right, and besides, it wouldn't do Ms. Midnight Purls justice to knit it badly, or to abandon it. I'm also determined to finish it soon so I can get back to all those half-pairs of socks, my sweater, and start on Christmas Knitting.
WHAT? Christmas Knitting already? I hear you shaking your heads, you non-knitting types, and for the knitters, going "oh crap, I should really think about that, too...". Well, I wasn't going to actually do Christmas Knitting this year - really! But I got Alison's Book this week and there's a lovely pattern in it called "Michelle's Shawl". My niece's name is Michelle. It's designed to be knit in Handmaiden Sea Silk - which I have in stash. And it would look stunning on Mich with her very porcelain-like skin and dark hair and eyes (the Sea Silk is deep ocean-y blues). So - I will enjoy the Sea Silk as I knit it, and then I will give it to my lovely niece.
But first - more Diagonal Lace. And I think I may take a short break from lovely Brenda's voice and see about an afternoon movie on TV. Might even nap - a nap would be good, now that the mangling of my innards has settled down. Anyway, thanks for reading all this - probably not what you were expecting when you stopped by today, but it's Saturday - I'm still in my pajamas, both physically and mentally. And I'm glad you did stop by, because the best of friends, you don't need to clean your house for, if you know what I mean. Time for tea. See you later.
This is not the "fire in the belly" of inspiration and determination. No, today's fire in the belly is of the literal type - yes, this morning I was mugged by the IBS fairy, who has not visited me for awhile. Silly me, I thought the fairy had forgotten me of late (really, no attacks since the wedding - it's a miracle!). But no, the fairy was just saving up her sneakiness for a big ball of pain to punish me when I was already tired and weak. Actually, being tired and weak (and stressed, and not eating properly) is what sends the signal to the IBS fairy to visit. So basically this week I sent the big bat-logo up, and this morning - BLAMMO!
Not to get too detailed, but there are different types of IBS. The type I get is (as mentioned) triggered mainly by stress, lack of proper rest, and poor diet. It is also the type that manifests as violent diarrhea - first a twinge of pain like someone's just kicked you in the stomach, then a cramping like the worst PMS in the history of the world, and then finally anywhere from 10 minutes to an hour of sitting on the toilet feeling like someone's reached up through your posterior with a flaming hand, twisted your intestines into some kind of bastard celtic knotwork, and is now trying to get all your digestive system to come out of you. Ok, that was pretty detailed. Sorry. It's excruciating, and one of those things that, being to do with digestive "Issues", people don't often talk about. Well, the Internet is good for many things, and one of those things is letting people know that this is a real medical thing (syndrome/disease, take your pick) and that it is not to be ashamed of, just coped with and treated as best as possible.
For me, treatment is generally a gallon or so of hot peppermint tea, to wash down a double dose of Imodium and Tylenol 1 (codeine is very helpful in slowing down the spasms of the digestive tract, as well as managing the pain). Then I sit in my recliner with a Magic Bag heat pack on my belly and knit until the pain dulls to a manageable level. The knitting, thank god, helps to focus my attention on something other than the pain. Sometimes it works well, sometimes not so much. But if I'm forced to just sit there, then at least I can accomplish something.
So today, while I'm sitting and whingeing and knitting and drinking a lot of tea, Peter is off helping our friends move (which I was supposed to do too, but not much help would I be!), and setting up some jobs for next week - little things for neighbours that are paying gigs but won't take much time. Then he will come home, bearing the recommended (and actually, pretty tolerable) BRAT foods - Bananas, Rice, Applesauce, Toast that will constitute my diet for the next few days. They don't do much for energy levels but they are tummy-friendly. Given the strength of this morning's attack, and based on previous experience, I figure I will need a week of BRAT to get back to normal. Also some extra sleep, which means that my correspondence course assignments, chores, and baking plans for this weekend will be curtailed pretty sharply. One batch of cookies instead of three, laundry spread over two or three days instead of one, and only as much studying as my brain will allow. Given the levels of codeine I expect to ingest in the next 24 hours, that's going to be minimal. So be it. I have a busy week of work and teaching coming up and need to be on my game by Monday morning.
Enough grousing (at least, here). I promised knitting and knitting is happening!
Here is a "no-pattern" hat, knit in Patons Astra, colourway "High Energy". It's toddler-size, and I really enjoyed how the colours stacked up in the ribbing and then swirled around when I switched to stockinette. Like melted Sorbet, I think. Very pretty and cute. I have other photos that I will post to Ravelry tomorrow probably with the project details. A fast knit, too, only a few hours. Love hats!
Another "no-pattern", this one in Patons Shetland Chunky, "Harvest Variegated" colourway. Roll-brim option which is fun if you hate ribbing. This is a modification of my old Tim Horton's Toque - I cast on 84 stitches instead of 92 which makes the rolled brim a little less wide and the whole hat fit a little better. I also knit it deeper so it covers the ears and won't blow off in a strong Ottawa February wind!
This, at last, is the beginnings of my back-to-school sweater, which is from the 2006 Knitting Pattern A Day Calendar. It is called the Silk Tweed Sweater and the pattern can be found here. Here's a picture if you don't feel like clicking the link:
Not having the budget for the very lovely Estelle Silk Tweed yarn, I'm knitting mine in Bernat Denimstyle, colourway "Stonewash". It's going to look very nice with jeans, I think. I like the styling of it - very casual but still feminine. The neckline is particularly flattering I think - I have a fuller bust than the model does, so I might even get a little cleavage action out of this sweater.
Now if I just had that kind of hair... actually, I now know EXACTLY what kind of hair I want. I want Stella's hair - Stella from CSI: New York. The only problem with that is that the actress is Greek and has that natural big-curly-bodyfilled Greek Hair, and I am a Celtic mutt with a cowlick in both the front and back of my hair. However, I do have a marvelous friend who does hair, and I am going to consult with her about the possibility of Stella-esque hair. The catch is, I am useless at fixing my hair too, and I'm afraid the big curls which look so effortless are actually an hour every morning to fix up. What I'd really like to do is just chop it off back to the short and spiky 5-minutes-wet-and-gel look I used to have. SO EASY! However, not all that flattering, as I see from my health card photo. And really, once it's short that's it - it's short. It's a two-year commitment to grow it back out and it looks like all kinds of crap in between times. Right now it hits right around the shoulders, is straight and thick and I can tie it back or twist it up with a clippy thing, so it's easy. Just - boring.
God, I'm rambling on. See, that's the painkillers working. More knitting!
Here is the Diagonal Lace Scarf from Midnight Purls, about half done. I had to rip and restart this twice but I think I've finally mastered it. The trick I've discovered is to load one episode of Cast-On, and start knitting the lace at Row 1. I can get through about 42 rows (7 repeats) in an episode, so I make sure I finish Row 6 before I take a break and load another episode. Then, CLEVER! - I reset the counter back to zero. It's so much easier to keep track of a six-row repeat if the total number is less than 60 than if it's up in the 80s or 104s or whatever. At least for me, I suck at mental math. So that's my solution. And it is growing steadily, and it's very VERY pretty. Here's a close-up (a bit fuzzy) of the lace:
I'm (half-jokingly) calling this the "Patience and Perserverance" scarf because I really REALLY don't like ripping and restarting projects, especially when I've invested several hours already. But - this is for a class sample, so it has to be right, and besides, it wouldn't do Ms. Midnight Purls justice to knit it badly, or to abandon it. I'm also determined to finish it soon so I can get back to all those half-pairs of socks, my sweater, and start on Christmas Knitting.WHAT? Christmas Knitting already? I hear you shaking your heads, you non-knitting types, and for the knitters, going "oh crap, I should really think about that, too...". Well, I wasn't going to actually do Christmas Knitting this year - really! But I got Alison's Book this week and there's a lovely pattern in it called "Michelle's Shawl". My niece's name is Michelle. It's designed to be knit in Handmaiden Sea Silk - which I have in stash. And it would look stunning on Mich with her very porcelain-like skin and dark hair and eyes (the Sea Silk is deep ocean-y blues). So - I will enjoy the Sea Silk as I knit it, and then I will give it to my lovely niece.
But first - more Diagonal Lace. And I think I may take a short break from lovely Brenda's voice and see about an afternoon movie on TV. Might even nap - a nap would be good, now that the mangling of my innards has settled down. Anyway, thanks for reading all this - probably not what you were expecting when you stopped by today, but it's Saturday - I'm still in my pajamas, both physically and mentally. And I'm glad you did stop by, because the best of friends, you don't need to clean your house for, if you know what I mean. Time for tea. See you later.
Jul 5, 2007
Book book book!
Alison's book arrived today, and I am quite sure I am going to become a lace addict, between this and the "Gathering of Lace" I already have! Such lovely patterns and pictures - pretty pretty pretty, and the stories are sweet and touching.
Now I just have to get through tomorrow (Friday) so I can spend the weekend knitting socks and lace - but not lace socks! :) Also baking - I made a batch of cookies last weekend that were FABulous, and we need more. I'm afraid I've spoiled Peter for store-bought anymore. Uh oh.
My "Kids Can Knit" Camp didn't have any registrations, darn it, so I guess I'll have to try that again another time. However that does free up Friday afternoons for golf and knitting! All is well. And I know, I need to post WIP updates and photos and all. I think Saturday. Or Sunday. At the very latest by Sunday evening. Promise!
Now I just have to get through tomorrow (Friday) so I can spend the weekend knitting socks and lace - but not lace socks! :) Also baking - I made a batch of cookies last weekend that were FABulous, and we need more. I'm afraid I've spoiled Peter for store-bought anymore. Uh oh.
My "Kids Can Knit" Camp didn't have any registrations, darn it, so I guess I'll have to try that again another time. However that does free up Friday afternoons for golf and knitting! All is well. And I know, I need to post WIP updates and photos and all. I think Saturday. Or Sunday. At the very latest by Sunday evening. Promise!
Jul 2, 2007
Another long - gone weekend (long weekend gone)
Well, despite grandiose plans in several areas, most of this weekend was pretty darn blissfully unproductive. We got some weeding and harvesting done in the garden, most of the laundry is clean, and we even got out for a round of golf on Dominion Day (Canada Day for the non-Royalists among you!). We had a glorious bonfire with marshmallows last night. I even got some baking done.
I read three books this weekend, which I haven't done in forever - unfortunately that cut deeply into the knitting time. And the promised photos will have to wait 'til tomorrow because I ran out of daylight half an hour ago while reading "The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test" and really I take much better pictures in daylight. So, WIP updates tomorrow.
And, I have to make an apology here. I (we, actually, Peter also) missed the party for Kim and Jiff on Thursday. We intended to go, we wanted to go, but the person who was responsible for getting us the actual details of where and when to go - didn't. Which led us to believe it was rescheduled or something, and we (stupidly) didn't follow up. So we missed it, and I'm not very happy about that, because Jiff is a rarely-seen but still-important part of our extended family and since we have to miss his wedding next week, we wanted to make it to this party. Unfortunately, as I say, He Who Shall Not Be Named let us down in the communications department, so it didn't happen. Jiff, if it's any consolation, we sat by our respective Blackberries well into the evening waiting for the email to come through.
And now tomorrow is Tuesday which means back to the regular work world; I have no class to teach tomorrow evening so I'm hoping to do some more updates on Ravelry (loving the Ravelry!) and on here too, and get some more knitting done!
I read three books this weekend, which I haven't done in forever - unfortunately that cut deeply into the knitting time. And the promised photos will have to wait 'til tomorrow because I ran out of daylight half an hour ago while reading "The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test" and really I take much better pictures in daylight. So, WIP updates tomorrow.
And, I have to make an apology here. I (we, actually, Peter also) missed the party for Kim and Jiff on Thursday. We intended to go, we wanted to go, but the person who was responsible for getting us the actual details of where and when to go - didn't. Which led us to believe it was rescheduled or something, and we (stupidly) didn't follow up. So we missed it, and I'm not very happy about that, because Jiff is a rarely-seen but still-important part of our extended family and since we have to miss his wedding next week, we wanted to make it to this party. Unfortunately, as I say, He Who Shall Not Be Named let us down in the communications department, so it didn't happen. Jiff, if it's any consolation, we sat by our respective Blackberries well into the evening waiting for the email to come through.
And now tomorrow is Tuesday which means back to the regular work world; I have no class to teach tomorrow evening so I'm hoping to do some more updates on Ravelry (loving the Ravelry!) and on here too, and get some more knitting done!
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