Knitiot Savant

Where I Live

A big thank you and kishies to everyone who sent birthday wishes to my Boogie!  She had a wonderful day!  We had a big party for her on Friday and Tuesday was her real birthday.  We spent the day playing in her sandbox, drawing chalk, and marveling at what a beautiful and brilliant child we've been blessed with. And yeah, I got a little emotionally over my baby turning 4. :-)

Weather seems to be an issue in Rants and Raves today.

"Did anyone stop to think the reason the turnout was so poor at the James Brown birthday bash is because all the weathermen were predicting rain, which never came to pass?"

I can think of another reason.  A celebration where the guest of honor can't even attend is sort of boring.  'Cause he's dead and all.

And weather issues seem to have hit the animal/golfer population, too:

"I swear I believe my neighbor's dog can predict the weather better than the weatherman.  I missed another golf time.  Next weekend I'll ask my neighbor's dog to predict the weather."

I don't know about the rest of you, but when that weather predicting dog thing catches on, I'm gonna be proud to say "I knew the dog when....."

My Birthday Girl

My baby is 4 today.  Happy Birthday, sweetheart.  Mommy and Daddy love you around the moon and back.

Where I Live

The 'Rants & Raves' section of my local paper has undergone a bit of a change.  Now, in addition to being able to call in one's rant and/or rave, one can email one's concerns to the paper.  And, though your email address is not provided, your screen name is.

Unfortunately, though, the following Rant doesn't come from an email address.  It was called in...and poses an interesting question:

"I would like to know:  What is the point in having a gun in your house if it's against the law to use it to defend the lives in your home?"

It could be used as a kitchy conversational piece maybe?  Or extreme discipline for that unruly teen maybe?  Just a couple of suggestions to consider.

Whoa

April sucker punched us.  Seriously.  We were all sick or one of us was out of town..and then let's add a ballet recital in the mix, too.  I haven't made a knitting meeting in a month, read a blog..nothing.

But, I have some picks, May will be a fab month and all is right with the world.  The main reason May will be fab is because....Boogie turns 4.  I can't believe it.

Right now I'm in the throes of getting her party together, cleaning up for an unexpected visitor and trying to get in a little knitting here and there. 

Knitting and birthday pics to follow, peeps!

Before and After

I started this sweater for Boogie in the fall.  I liked the yarn, (Bernat "Soy" in Celery); I dug the pattern, ('Child's Placket Neck Sweater' from "Last-Minute Knitted Gifts" by Joelle Hoverson); and it seemed like a fun quick project.  Of course I chose a large size because Boogie is growing like a weed and I checked my gauge.  But last night, as I wheezed through the sleeve, I got to looking at the sweater a little bit more closely.  (yeah. I said wheezed.  We got hit by the flu again with the added fun of projectile vomit.  Good times.)  I held the body up to Boogie and it looked as though it would be a crop top.  Then I held up the sleeve.  It was a good 4 inches too short.  Damn.  So, keeping in mind that the weather is getting warmer and a long sleeved sweater wouldn't be of much use in a few months I did the only thing I could do:

Yeah.  I frogged it.  I already have another project in mind for the yarn so it's all good.  In the mean time I think I'll finish up those socks I started for Boogie.  Maybe her feet won't grow as quickly as the rest of her.

Where I Live

I'll bet you thought the whole issue of cats was over?  I know I did. I kind of hoped it was anyway.  But every once in awhile a rant or a rave sneaks in and the cat issues continues. 

This one is particularly nice:

"When the poet penned these words "All of heaven is in a rage when a robin redbreast is in a cage," he expressed my feelings about cats and leash laws for cats."

It's nice when literature is used to make a point, don't ya think?

Reflection

So, hi.  How have you been?  I've been on a break of sorts.  Doing other things, reading...just being groovy.  So groovy that I missed my blogiversary I think.  Or maybe not. 

I think my break is over now, though.  I have tons of "Where I Live" stuff to share...way more than knitting it looks like.  And, being on the cusp of Spring I'm sure I'll have lots of pretty pictures to share.

So I'm back.  I think.  Missed you all tons!

Where I Live

The area of the country in which I live has been suffering from drought conditions for a very long time.  There are legal fights over water; states sharing and not sharing water..and, in the summer, restrictions on when you can water your lawn.  Which is funny when you think about it because there are no restrictions on the amount of water the is wasted watering the golf course that hosts the Masters Golf  Tournament.

People are always coming up with ways to conserve water or to use what we have more wisely.   I found this suggestion in the Rants & Raves:

"It's funny that our government is too spineless to suggest that men pee outside when they can be discreet to help with the worst drought in 50 years.  This would be a huge water savings!"

I'm gonna have to research the merits of urinating on one's plants.  I'm thinking my azaleas might really bloom this Spring if I send Big B outside to do his business.

Interestingly enough this next rant hits both golfing and the topic of urinating outside:

"A rant to hunters who come to play golf dressed in jeans, plaid shirts and orange jackets.  Please remember where you are.  Also, you can't just relieve yourself next to a tree by the tee box."

Hm.  Guys who pee outside playing golf.  Looks like those courses get plenty of water, huh?

A Pathetic Bit O' Knitting

Thanks for all the good wishes for Boogie.  She's doing fine.  She's pretty congested but otherwise okay.  Yeah!

So look!  One half of Fetching!  Not only had I hit the blogging doldrums but the knitting ones as well. I'm working on the second one at the Thursday knititng group.  Only I could take one of the quickest projects around and turn it into a month long ordeal.  I'll put the specs up once the it's mate is finished...probably around the yeat 2010.

I've been trying to catch up on all the blogs I read but Bloglines is loading very slowly.  Eek.  I'll pay you a visit when you least expect it...like a rude family member who drops in and doesn't take the hint that it's time to go. 

Where I Live: The Thursday Edition

I had big bloggy plans yesterday. My blog funk lifted and my plan was to catch up with all the posts I'd missed, drop in and say 'hi', post a pic or two of knitting and of course, hot you all up with "Where I Live."

Instead, Boogie got sick and there was barf.  We have an appointment with the doctor this morning.  And she's eating which she hasn't done since yesterday morning.  I'll let you know how things turn out.

In the mean time, pretend it's Wednesday and let's look at Where I Live.

The cat controversy seems to have died down a bit, which is good, and this little jewel just lept out of the paper at me. 

"Well, I thought I was calling the number a beautiful woman gave me last night, but I guess it's just the Rant & Raves hot line."

For all my single friends out there, drop me a line before you go clubbing next time.  I'm happy to pass along the hot line's phone number.

This one is one of my favs:

"A rant to people who are sarcastic.  You really are not as funny as you think you are."

Do you suppose the author of this rant is being sarcastic?

P.S.  And look, I'm gone into bloggy doldrums and come back to find that Janna has given me a "You Make My Day" award.  Thanks Janna!  You can just drop that cash prize in the mail any old time.  No sarcasm intended.