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We had a wonderful weekend. Bunko and Book Club for me on Friday and Saturday evenings. New furniture delivered Saturday afternoon and just chillin' with the fam Sunday.
I made great progress on a pair of socks I'm working on for my Mom and, after mulling over the screw up with Glee, (and stomping on it like a big baby) I can fix it easy peasy.
Now we come to the awkward transition of this post. Tuesday afternoon I'm going in for some surgery. I'm not sure when I'll feel up to blogging or checking on the blogs I lurv but I will have at least one post prewritten. The minute I'm feeling spiffy though I'll log on and give y'all a shout.
While I'm away I'd like you all to observe a couple of rules:
1. Try not to post too much. My Bloglines que will be very full and, even though I'll have some kick-ass painkillers I'm not sure they can blunt the pain of trying to catch up.
2. Don't do anything interesting! I'd hate to miss out.
That's really it. See you all on the flip side!
I think every knitter in the state of Georgia is off to Atlanta to see the Yarn Harlot. Except me. I saw Stephanie last year when she was in Austin so that's cool. (Wow. That seems like a lifetime ago. Being in Texas I mean. ) You Georgia knitters are going to have a lot of fun today. Stephanie is a really fun speaker plus I know you'll all be shopping your asses off for yarn! Buy some for me!
Oh yeah! Today is J.P's birthday! Go give the boy some love!
Over the weekend Melody tagged me for a Name Meme. This is good because it means I don't have to talk about the real pain in the ass that Glee has become and can distract myself from the knitting agony by doing something mindless and fun. Sure, I made an incredibly stupid mistake and lots of frogging is in my future but let's not dwell on that, 'kay? Instead, let's enjoy the Name Meme. Here are the rules:
I'm going to list one relevant fact per letter of my first name. Then I'll tag as many people as the number of letters in my name to do the same thing on their blog. If you don't have a blog, just leave it here in comments. (So the trick here is finding a relevant fact about myself. Hm.)
S- Suck. That's what Glee is doing to my life. Just sucking it away.
U-Unbelievable. This describes perfectly my reaction to the mistake I made on Glee.
S-Shit. What I yelled when said mistake cropped up.
A-Anger. What I feel every time I look at Glee.
N-Never. Right now I never want to knit this sweater again.
Thanks for the distraction, Melody!
I completely bonked on Glee. Here I was knitting away on the ribbing at the bottom and, one inch in, I just stopped. I was sick of looking at it and even sicker of knitting it. So I started a new project.
Funny, I'll knit to dishcloths right away so I have a pair but I won't do that for socks. Clearly the migraine that crushed my brain like a grape yesterday was at work here. I'll get back on that Glee horse, though. Maybe after one more set of dishcloths. Where did I put that Peaches n' Cream anyway?
I got my invite for Ravelry last week and spent a good chunk of my time poking around the site over the weekend. I have to be honest and say that I was pretty skeptical of the hype surrounding Ravelry. It's just another knitting/crochet site thing, right? Wrong. It's more than that. As I discovered this weekend it's a wonderful clearinghouse for all things knitty and crochety.
I thought that it was really user friendly. Very intuitive which is appealing because I'm lazy and not really into dealing with complex crap. I had fun looking for groups, friends and exploring the patterns. For me, that's where the real appeal of the site lies. I love having a centralized place to search for patterns. I also like seeing what other folks did with the pattern and the yarn choices they made. Being able to contact blog friends through Ravelry is really neat, too. It keeps my regular mail box a little less full. Sure, it means another site to check for e-mail but I'm not so lazy I won't do that. Not yet anyway!
I think the organizational features for yarn/needles/projects are great but, honestly, I'll probably never use them. I know that lots of people start blogging as a way to document their projects but that's just not me. I did use the library feature to add my books but I have about 5 books that weren't part of Ravelry's database. Like everything new, though, there are bound to be things missing or in need of tweaking and I'm sure that there will soon be more books in that database than you can shake a skein of yarn at.
Overall I think Ravelry is nice addition to the knitting/crochet side of the blogosphere. As Ravelry comes together and more people are able to participate it can really only get better.
P.S. Yes, my time on Ravelry cut into my time on Glee. Damn that Ravelry.
Insomnia + Ravelry = Really Bad Insomnia
Got my Ravelry invite yesterday and, since I had insomnia last night, I tooled around some. Then some more today, and...well you know.
I have some thoughts about Ravelry that I'll post later.
Have a great weekend!
Thanks to everyone for your wishes for my Karma cat. I'm still calling for her, leaving the light on....all that stuff. Karma is a tough kitty and I hope she'll find her way home.
I really hate posting pictures of unfinished projects but I've got nothing else. I caught a case of finishitis from Ruth, (not that I'm complaining!) and Glee has become the object of my obsession. (sorry for the crappy picture). I'm about 4 inches from putting the ribbing around the bottom then it's rib the front, rib the sleeves and insert hooks. The sweater looks really big to me which leaves me wondering a few things:
1. Am I really that fat?
2. Did I knit the wrong size completely?
3. Maybe it looks big 'cause it's the first adult sweater I've ever done and, well, adults are big.
Yesterday Boogie and I went to our first MAMAs play-date. It was a lot of fun. We met at one of those places where big bouncy toys live. Boogie didn't jam on the bouncing part but when she a found another child who would play tag with her? Well, she just ran herself silly. We're going to try the local MOMS group Thursday morning and see what it's like.
My Dad had surgery yesterday. It was an outpatient procedure and, though I haven't heard from my Mom yet, no news is usually good news. I'm going to call her this morning and see how everyone is doing. My Dad's health has been much, much better the last few weeks and this procedure should go a long way towards helping him feel even betterer. (That's a word. If it wasn't before this post it is now. 'Cause I used it, that's why.)
Time to wake up Boogie! We have a day full of making strawberry bread, (thanks Ari!) vacuuming and washing. Maybe we'll squeeze in an art project and some knitting, too.
This is my Karma cat. She adopted us years ago in Texas. She walked up to me as I stood on our deck waiting for the dogs to come in and sat down. I gave her some kitty treats and she decided to stay.
Karma never liked being indoors. Once she realized she could trust us, though, it was easy to coax her in when the weather was bad or we just wanted to pet her.
I was very worried about how she would do on the move but she was amazing. Karma sat in her carrier as we drove away from the only home she'd known. She was calm and collected when I had to board her for a week and, even through all the crap with the flooding and the giant fans, she never left us. Karma stayed in the house exploring boxes and loving the breeze an industrial fan can create.
For the first few weeks she didn't want to leave us. She watched the dogs go out and do their thing but never seemed interested in checking out her new yard. When she finally did get up the nerve to go out, she sat on the back porch. Eventually she worked up the courage to head into the tree line to take care of business. She disappeared for 24 hours twice. The second time Karma came back with a scratch on her nose and refused to go outside at all. But my Karma has wander lust and, eventually, she went back to the great outdoors.
Last Tuesday night, as I let the dogs out one last time, Karma ran out of the house. I stayed up awhile and called for her a couple of times and eventually went to bed figuring I'd catch her in the morning. I haven't seen Karma since.
I stand on the porch a couple of times a day and call for her. My voice echoes through the trees and down to the pond. I hear rustling in the woods and think it's her but it's usually only an ornery squirrel. I think Karma is gone for good and I miss her very, very much.