Want to see how fast a man can get into trouble?
I got my hair cut today. Grilltech still hasn't noticed. How much grovelling will he have to do before I forgive him?
Tuesday, June 19th
I'm having a hard time this morning. We've been eating healthier. We both need to. So when Grilltech was BBQing Sunday, I had him throw on extra stuff, so when we get home, it just needs to be heated up. Things are going well, but this morning, I have the strongest urge to go out and eat something fried. I can tell I'm going to be really struggling with weight loss.
I gave Dad his sweater. It fit pretty well and he liked the color. He should, he's seen it several times. He tried it on, it fit well. I liked how the cabling stands out.
I really should get the mitten knitted up before I start a shawl. Okay, maybe I should finish the mitten before I get to far on the shawl.
And now for something completely different:
I gave Dad his sweater. It fit pretty well and he liked the color. He should, he's seen it several times. He tried it on, it fit well. I liked how the cabling stands out. I really should get the mitten knitted up before I start a shawl. Okay, maybe I should finish the mitten before I get to far on the shawl.
And now for something completely different:
| You Are: 20% Dog, 80% Cat |
 You are are almost exactly like a cat. You're intelligent, independent, and set on getting your way. And there's no way you're going to fetch a paper for anyone! |
Monday, June 18th
It's a good/bad day, and I'm not completely sure how it will end. I woke up about 0130 and didn't sleep well for the rest of the night. (Rest of the night, who am I kidding, 2.25 hours is more like it.) While driving to work, a cop flipped a U-turn after I passed him. Thankfully he drove right by me and stopped one of the two speeders in front of me. Course, after he passed me, I started speeding. Parked the car under the tree, we normally park under. Made it across the parking lot, only to slip in the mud and fall on my more then ample butt. My whole backside was covered. I gave my stuff to Grilltech to take in side while I ran home. Forgot the keys in the case, so I had to walk into the building anyway. I took my shirt off and sat on the muddy side, so the seat wouldn't be covered.
Work on the other hand, seems to be going smoothly. I wonder if the karmic forces felt I had enough.
Tonight we have the wedding rehearsal at the house tonight at 1900. when I spoke the Youngest on Friday, "Mom, remember we're having the rehearsal at your house?", she said she was having a hard time finding her bridesmaids. I had to laugh. She also hit me with, "Do we need to bring anything?" Huh? I don't think so.
I finished Dad's sweater. Folded it neatly and put it on the chest waiting for Dad to come home. I turn around and what do I see? Proof that Peaches is evil. I keep telling Grilltech, she’s evil, but he doesn’t believe me. He says she’s too cute. I think she needs to be shaved again.
And now for something completely different: thanks Sandra
Work on the other hand, seems to be going smoothly. I wonder if the karmic forces felt I had enough.
Tonight we have the wedding rehearsal at the house tonight at 1900. when I spoke the Youngest on Friday, "Mom, remember we're having the rehearsal at your house?", she said she was having a hard time finding her bridesmaids. I had to laugh. She also hit me with, "Do we need to bring anything?" Huh? I don't think so.
I finished Dad's sweater. Folded it neatly and put it on the chest waiting for Dad to come home. I turn around and what do I see? Proof that Peaches is evil. I keep telling Grilltech, she’s evil, but he doesn’t believe me. He says she’s too cute. I think she needs to be shaved again.
And now for something completely different: thanks Sandra
| Your Power Element is Fire |
 Your power color: red Your energy: hot Your season: spring Like a fire, you are full of power and light. A born leader, you easily draw people toward you. You are full of courage and usually up for anything dangerous. You have a huge ego and love to be the center of attention. |
Sunday, June 17th
My day with Baby Bird:
0830: Baby Bird dropped off. Eldest gave instructions: what she brought, what cries mean, and left the car seat at my request.
0900: Feed her.
1015: Eldest calls to check in. I let her know everything is fine. I resist the urge to tell her, we're shooting herion in the living room.
1035: Grilltech calls to check in. Tell him, we're watching cheesy Sci-Fi.
1118: Uggy comes out and checks out Baby Bird. Not sure what to think.
1130: Feed and change Baby Bird. Uggy isn't happy there is a strange growth on her Mommy.
1150: Go to the LYS. Baby is held and petted, almost as much as yarn. She sneezes, I tell them, she must be allergic to wool. I'm glared at.
1300: Baby Bird starts fussing, because she's hungry. I have to run home, because I thought the diaper bag had more then one bottle. I was wrong. The foster grandma's watch her while I go, pick up the bottle. Yes, it's been more then sixteen years since I've had to do the baby thing. I'm going to make mistakes.
1500: Come home. Grilltech is prepping the BBQ for tonight's slow cook: two pork butts, a small brisket, and two fatties.
1530: Eldest calls to see how things are going. Not sure when they'll be finishing up, but I should let Baby Bird lay on her tummy so she can practice holding her head up.
1600: Eldest comes over and Baby Bird wakes up and starts fussing, because I'm the meanest Grandma in the world who never feeds her.
1630: I realize, I didn't get any pictures. I'm a bad Grandma.
The rest of the day:
1700: We go out to dinner before shopping.
1900: Grilltech starts the fire and I pull out the meat.
2000: The grill is loaded and long wait begins.
2300: Grilltech is out tending the fire when he overhears the neighbor stating she can smell smoke and maybe there is a porch fire some place close. He goes over and lets her know he's smoking.
0100: We go to bed for a few hours.
0500: The alarm goes off and Grilltech gets up to tend the fire. I look at the time and freak out, because I missed the 0300 alarm.
0830: Baby Bird dropped off. Eldest gave instructions: what she brought, what cries mean, and left the car seat at my request.
0900: Feed her.
1015: Eldest calls to check in. I let her know everything is fine. I resist the urge to tell her, we're shooting herion in the living room.
1035: Grilltech calls to check in. Tell him, we're watching cheesy Sci-Fi.
1118: Uggy comes out and checks out Baby Bird. Not sure what to think.
1130: Feed and change Baby Bird. Uggy isn't happy there is a strange growth on her Mommy.
1150: Go to the LYS. Baby is held and petted, almost as much as yarn. She sneezes, I tell them, she must be allergic to wool. I'm glared at.
1300: Baby Bird starts fussing, because she's hungry. I have to run home, because I thought the diaper bag had more then one bottle. I was wrong. The foster grandma's watch her while I go, pick up the bottle. Yes, it's been more then sixteen years since I've had to do the baby thing. I'm going to make mistakes.
1500: Come home. Grilltech is prepping the BBQ for tonight's slow cook: two pork butts, a small brisket, and two fatties.
1530: Eldest calls to see how things are going. Not sure when they'll be finishing up, but I should let Baby Bird lay on her tummy so she can practice holding her head up.
1600: Eldest comes over and Baby Bird wakes up and starts fussing, because I'm the meanest Grandma in the world who never feeds her.
1630: I realize, I didn't get any pictures. I'm a bad Grandma.
The rest of the day:
1700: We go out to dinner before shopping.
1900: Grilltech starts the fire and I pull out the meat.
2000: The grill is loaded and long wait begins.
2300: Grilltech is out tending the fire when he overhears the neighbor stating she can smell smoke and maybe there is a porch fire some place close. He goes over and lets her know he's smoking.
0100: We go to bed for a few hours.
0500: The alarm goes off and Grilltech gets up to tend the fire. I look at the time and freak out, because I missed the 0300 alarm.
Friday, June 15th
I'm back. I took a few days off of work. Coming back to work has been a bit of chore. I don't know how people can take a week off at a time. Maybe I should have taken the whole week off.
Dad's sweater is done. There are some ends which need to be woven in. It will be done by Sunday. Hey, it's Father's Day... Do you think I can say it's a Father's Day gift, when it should have been completed back in Feb?
The eldest is going fishing tomorrow. I've offered to watch the Baby Bird. Which means I can take her to the LYS. :)
Dad's sweater is done. There are some ends which need to be woven in. It will be done by Sunday. Hey, it's Father's Day... Do you think I can say it's a Father's Day gift, when it should have been completed back in Feb?
The eldest is going fishing tomorrow. I've offered to watch the Baby Bird. Which means I can take her to the LYS. :)
Happy 40th to Me
Not much else to say.
I got the BIG Book of Stitches, from Grilltech's mom. Grilltech has taken me out to eat, so I wouldn't have to cook.
I got the BIG Book of Stitches, from Grilltech's mom. Grilltech has taken me out to eat, so I wouldn't have to cook.
Monday, June 11th
I wish I could say I've been doing something exciting like playing with Baby Bird, but I haven't. I wish I could say, I've completed a bunch of knitting projects, but I haven't. I guess I'm feeling a bit overwhelmed. Too much going on demanding attention and not enough energy to feel excited about much of any of it. Enough of what I haven't done.
We did go to the youngest's graduation. We spent half the time wondering where she was sitting and the rest wondering "how much longer". It was very uncomfortable in the stadium seating.
I did finish the mitten. The thumb is too short is the most heard statement. It appears I have a short stubby thumb. I still have one more to knit. I'll need to get that kicked out.
I did get the sleeves joined to Dad's sweater. I'm working the three braid cabling. Which does add a bit of excitement to the dullest part of knitting. I have the next two days to get it completed, or mostly completed.
We did go out for dinner and comedy on Saturday. It was wonderful. Ryan Stiles is tall and cute.
We did go to the youngest's graduation. We spent half the time wondering where she was sitting and the rest wondering "how much longer". It was very uncomfortable in the stadium seating.
I did finish the mitten. The thumb is too short is the most heard statement. It appears I have a short stubby thumb. I still have one more to knit. I'll need to get that kicked out.
I did get the sleeves joined to Dad's sweater. I'm working the three braid cabling. Which does add a bit of excitement to the dullest part of knitting. I have the next two days to get it completed, or mostly completed.
We did go out for dinner and comedy on Saturday. It was wonderful. Ryan Stiles is tall
Monday, June 4th
It was a restful weekend. We didn't get to watch the stars on Saturday night like I had hoped. Instead it was muggy and cloudy most of the day. At the usual time we was going to leave, it was still cloudy. About 0030, the wind started picking up and it did start raining. Not enough to be refreshing to the parched earth, but cooling to take the edge off the heat. Grilltech and I sat outside for about 30 minutes watching the storm.
We had friends over for the Youngest's graduation party. It was fun and hot. The eldest brought the baby so Great Grandparents got to see her. We feed my parents the left over chicken, because DL isn't able to eat pork. She stated, she could eat Grilltech's cooking all the time.
Saturday I spent several hours down at the shop. I spun more of the dragon fly roving. I'm still working on getting it even, but hope to have the rest done this weekend. I'm thinking I'll knit a sweater for baby bird once I'm done spinning it.
Dad's sweater is stalled at joining of the sleeves. It's just been way to hot to knit on it. I'd better get a fan out and just finish the darn thing.
We had friends over for the Youngest's graduation party. It was fun and hot. The eldest brought the baby so Great Grandparents got to see her. We feed my parents the left over chicken, because DL isn't able to eat pork. She stated, she could eat Grilltech's cooking all the time.
Saturday I spent several hours down at the shop. I spun more of the dragon fly roving. I'm still working on getting it even, but hope to have the rest done this weekend. I'm thinking I'll knit a sweater for baby bird once I'm done spinning it.
Dad's sweater is stalled at joining of the sleeves. It's just been way to hot to knit on it. I'd better get a fan out and just finish the darn thing.
Sunday, June 3rd
Thanks Amy:
| Your Brain is Purple |
 Of all the brain types, yours is the most idealistic. You tend to think wild, amazing thoughts. Your dreams and fantasies are intense. Your thoughts are creative, inventive, and without boundaries. You tend to spend a lot of time thinking of fictional people and places - or a very different life for yourself. |
Wednesday, May 30th
For those of you who read Grilltech you already know. I'd like to introduce you to Robin Kaye. She was born on 05-26-07 at 0926. She's a little thing at 6.8 pounds and 18 inches. (Her mother was 9.5 pounds and 21 inches.) Like most babies, she likes to eat, sleep, and other things... I spent most of Saturday and Sunday, refraining from walking up to strangers and
I've finished off the second skein for the sweater. I'm stalled. Not quite sure if I should add more length or not. Once again, I'm just making it harder then it really is, I should just put the sleeves on and knit. Once again I'll be putting some cabling around the decreases, because it gives me something to look forward to. I'm thinking of doing the three cabled braid. Work is well, work. The database here at the mine is down. It went down yesterday afternoon and hasn't made it back up yet. We're unable to do much of anything, log the calls and wait and wait, and wait. I can't even knit and it's killing me. However, I am thinking about what I should be knitting for the baby bird.
Friday, May 25th
Waiting is the hardest part. Sure while it's happening you don't think about the pain and suffering. In the mean time...
And now for something completely different:
And now for something completely different:
Thursday, May 24th
Yes, I'm a slacker I know. I just didn't have much to say; I can only spew the same words over and over so many times, before it gets old.
I've finished the second sleeve of Dad's sweater. Went back to the body, I keep holding it up and wondering if it's long enough. I haven't stopped to measure. I figure since I haven't ran out of yarn yet, it's not long enough. Course, Dad has 23 inches on the inseam of his arm, so longer might be better.
My sock is coming along. I've started a pattern "Shell" from the Vintage Socks. It's a child's pattern, so I added another repeat. "Honey, does eight go into 72? I don't think it does." He gives me the look, you know the I-can't-believe-you-just-asked-something-so-incredibly-stupid look, before he gently tells me, "Yes, dear. Eight does go into 72, nine times." He's nice enough to leave the dumbass off, but I heard it anyway.
I was at coffee last night, I wasn't going to go because C called and she couldn't make it. Clingy One called and wanted to learn how to cast off (or bind off depending on your location). She spent an hour trying to recover from a mistake. Mean while I just worked on the sweater. High light of the evening, I had to drop down about 30 rows to fix a split stitch. Clingy just freaks out whenever stuff like that happens. Two people came over during our knitting and told her, what a lovely shawl she was working on. She starts on how it has mistakes on it. I tapped her on the arm and said, "just say thank you". She's learning, but it's slow.
Had a lady in the lunch room asking if I'd sell her socks. I told her no, but I'd be more then happy to teach her. She stopped and said, "I like that idea." She was telling me how Grandma was from New Foundland, and all they do there is knit socks and darn them.
I've finished the second sleeve of Dad's sweater. Went back to the body, I keep holding it up and wondering if it's long enough. I haven't stopped to measure. I figure since I haven't ran out of yarn yet, it's not long enough. Course, Dad has 23 inches on the inseam of his arm, so longer might be better.
My sock is coming along. I've started a pattern "Shell" from the Vintage Socks. It's a child's pattern, so I added another repeat. "Honey, does eight go into 72? I don't think it does." He gives me the look, you know the I-can't-believe-you-just-asked-something-so-incredibly-stupid look, before he gently tells me, "Yes, dear. Eight does go into 72, nine times." He's nice enough to leave the dumbass off, but I heard it anyway.
I was at coffee last night, I wasn't going to go because C called and she couldn't make it. Clingy One called and wanted to learn how to cast off (or bind off depending on your location). She spent an hour trying to recover from a mistake. Mean while I just worked on the sweater. High light of the evening, I had to drop down about 30 rows to fix a split stitch. Clingy just freaks out whenever stuff like that happens. Two people came over during our knitting and told her, what a lovely shawl she was working on. She starts on how it has mistakes on it. I tapped her on the arm and said, "just say thank you". She's learning, but it's slow.
Had a lady in the lunch room asking if I'd sell her socks. I told her no, but I'd be more then happy to teach her. She stopped and said, "I like that idea." She was telling me how Grandma was from New Foundland, and all they do there is knit socks and darn them.
Friday, May 18th
Yesterday was a busy one. PK had to go home because her sitter was sick and couldn't watch the kids. One of Gimpy's computers went down and she needed help getting her reports completed. I also had a bunch of schedules to update. I didn't have much time to do anything else but work. Okay, so that's a lie. I did read blogs between switching orgs.
I finished the blue sock. I've started mine. Hurrah for me! I love the colorway. It's called Feelings 1704 and I love the colors. They remind me of antiques and dusty roses. I'm thinking about dragging out one of the sock books that I have to see what pattern I can find to make. I picked up the sleeve last night, but my hands were too sweaty to work on it. Overall, I think I managed three rows while watching Lost.
Strange Days:
Example 1: The other day, we're home and trying to get dinner going. The next door neighbor comes over and asks: "Are you smoking weed?" Huh? "No, I don't smoke cigarettes any more, gave it up years ago." "No, no, meat! We've got a gas leak and want to make sure you're not smoking anything." "Oh," face flaming, "I thought you said something else..."
Example 2: It's 2030 at night, we've been a sleep for about two hours. Whack, tink, tink, tink. Half a sleep, what? Look around the darkened room. Nothing, but the vague shape of the one cats sitting in the window. Go back to sleep. Ten minutes later. Whack, tink, tink, tink. What-the-hell-is-that-white-blurry-thing-looking-in-the-window?! Spawn of Satan, er, Fran is hanging from the screen because she wants in. She has to jump from the ground to the screen, try to hang on and get our attention. The cat in the window mean while is taunting her. “Naw, Naw, I'm in the house... And your not...”
I finished the blue sock. I've started mine. Hurrah for me! I love the colorway. It's called Feelings 1704 and I love the colors. They remind me of antiques and dusty roses. I'm thinking about dragging out one of the sock books that I have to see what pattern I can find to make. I picked up the sleeve last night, but my hands were too sweaty to work on it. Overall, I think I managed three rows while watching Lost.
Strange Days:
Example 1: The other day, we're home and trying to get dinner going. The next door neighbor comes over and asks: "Are you smoking weed?" Huh? "No, I don't smoke cigarettes any more, gave it up years ago." "No, no, meat! We've got a gas leak and want to make sure you're not smoking anything." "Oh," face flaming, "I thought you said something else..."
Example 2: It's 2030 at night, we've been a sleep for about two hours. Whack, tink, tink, tink. Half a sleep, what? Look around the darkened room. Nothing, but the vague shape of the one cats sitting in the window. Go back to sleep. Ten minutes later. Whack, tink, tink, tink. What-the-hell-is-that-white-blurry-thing-looking-in-the-window?! Spawn of Satan, er, Fran is hanging from the screen because she wants in. She has to jump from the ground to the screen, try to hang on and get our attention. The cat in the window mean while is taunting her. “Naw, Naw, I'm in the house... And your not...”
Wednesday, May 16th
I've been working on a pair of mittens for the shop. Things have been going well, until well, I screwed up. Can you see it? No? How about now? I'll be dropping one stitch down and re-knitting one stitch at time. Then I'll be able to finish the mitten and start the second one. I've decided I'm not writing patterns out for classes anymore. People seem to understand better when they have to write their own pattern. Plus I'm lazy.
I'm about ready to start the toe on the blue sock. Then I'll be starting a pair for me. Opals. Because this is suppose to be the year of me. So far I've made stuff for other people. Hmm, I think I need to re-evaluate. Okay, I've got the baby shower invites addressed and I'll need to pick up stamps to get them in the mail. The youngest wants a graduation party. Fine, I've done those invites as well. Mostly people, who have been a part of her life, well since she was born.
Tuesday, May 15th
I don't have any energy. I would complain about it, but that requires strength and I ain't got none.
For Mother's day the girls both picked out vases for me. The youngest gave me a lovely glass one that is HUGE. It would easily hold a dozen roses.
Since I don't have any of those, I filled it with what I have on hand... yarn.
The eldest gave me a darling raspberry cookie jar with a set of six cups and saucers. At first I thought it was a tea pot, but it wasn't. (I think the fact it has no spout clued me in right away.) Now I'll have something spiffy to put cookies in when the grand baby comes to visit.
Warning: computer knowledge being spewed!
The joke goes: there are 10 types of people, those who can count in binary and those who can't. (Random fact #7) In binary 10 means 2. Ready for the heavy lifting? There are only two states: 0 (false or off) or 1 (true or on). There are eight columns that when totaled give a result, think of an abacus. The joke really should read: there are 00000010 types of people, but then it wouldn't be as funny.)
For Mother's day the girls both picked out vases for me. The youngest gave me a lovely glass one that is HUGE. It would easily hold a dozen roses. 
Since I don't have any of those, I filled it with what I have on hand... yarn. 
The eldest gave me a darling raspberry cookie jar with a set of six cups and saucers. At first I thought it was a tea pot, but it wasn't. (I think the fact it has no spout clued me in right away.) Now I'll have something spiffy to put cookies in when the grand baby comes to visit.Warning: computer knowledge being spewed!
The joke goes: there are 10 types of people, those who can count in binary and those who can't. (Random fact #7) In binary 10 means 2. Ready for the heavy lifting? There are only two states: 0 (false or off) or 1 (true or on). There are eight columns that when totaled give a result, think of an abacus. The joke really should read: there are 00000010 types of people, but then it wouldn't be as funny.)
Monday, May 14th
Mother's day dinner - on Saturday night - was smashing. The Eldest and husband came over for dinner. We made Philly cheese steak trenchers. Had half a sandwhich leftover for lunch. Only because Grilltech served up the food. After everyone cleared out, we went star gazing. Left the house about 2130 and made it home about 2330. We saw eight to ten satilites. Grilltech saw four (or was it five) meteors. I saw one. We sat there chatted and overall relaxed. It was great fun, now I have a need for a shawl. Before I couldn't see a use for one, but sitting out there in the desert I could have used one.
I've got pictures of what I got. I'll post them when I'm not so tired.
I've been tagged for the eight random things:
1 I'm a geek. I watch shows and point out their tactical mistakes. It comes from being a RPGer and the wife of a miniature gamer. Idiots, can't hide behind a car and shoot at people, bullets go through cars. (Thanks Mythbusters!) Why are they letting them set up before shooting at them? Don't they want to win? (sigh)
10 I'm a tech. I can install hardware/software, troubleshoot problems and know most MS Office products. I make Grilltech do most of the stuff for my computer, because I'd rather knit.
3 I don't do gauge by swatching then doing the math. I start knitting that sleeve for the sweater, when it's long enough I check to see if it fits. If it does, I'm good, otherwise I rip back and start again. I always start with sleeves. I think it makes the sweater go faster.
4 When I'm teaching people, I'll explain a concept repeatedly as needed. When they begin to get the idea, I'll ask, "are you sure?" Even if they're right, because I want them to get it, not just throw back what I'm saying. The squirrels (girls) really hate it when I do that. Because they never know if I'm just testing them or they forgot something and need to be told what it is.
5 I've been making lists of things to do. It's been helping. Sure I still ignore stuff I don't want to do, but I end up completing it at some point.
6 I always play the Devil's Advocate. It helps me think out side the box and it ties into random factiod #4.
7 There are 10 types of people, those who can't count and those who will get this joke.
8 Grilltech and I have been married for 17 (almost 18) years, and we still enjoy hanging out together.
I've got pictures of what I got. I'll post them when I'm not so tired.
I've been tagged for the eight random things:
1 I'm a geek. I watch shows and point out their tactical mistakes. It comes from being a RPGer and the wife of a miniature gamer. Idiots, can't hide behind a car and shoot at people, bullets go through cars. (Thanks Mythbusters!) Why are they letting them set up before shooting at them? Don't they want to win? (sigh)
10 I'm a tech. I can install hardware/software, troubleshoot problems and know most MS Office products. I make Grilltech do most of the stuff for my computer, because I'd rather knit.
3 I don't do gauge by swatching then doing the math. I start knitting that sleeve for the sweater, when it's long enough I check to see if it fits. If it does, I'm good, otherwise I rip back and start again. I always start with sleeves. I think it makes the sweater go faster.
4 When I'm teaching people, I'll explain a concept repeatedly as needed. When they begin to get the idea, I'll ask, "are you sure?" Even if they're right, because I want them to get it, not just throw back what I'm saying. The squirrels (girls) really hate it when I do that. Because they never know if I'm just testing them or they forgot something and need to be told what it is.
5 I've been making lists of things to do. It's been helping. Sure I still ignore stuff I don't want to do, but I end up completing it at some point.
6 I always play the Devil's Advocate. It helps me think out side the box and it ties into random factiod #4.
7 There are 10 types of people, those who can't count and those who will get this joke.
8 Grilltech and I have been married for 17 (almost 18) years, and we still enjoy hanging out together.
Friday, May 11th
Grilltech had fun last night. They held their business meeting, then started the real reason for the brewer's club: drinking. I sat and listened in the yard, while sitting in the sun. I finished the heel flap, turned the heel and was eight decreases away from finishing the gusset. They tasted beer and started talking like men. Overall it was fun. Today, on the other hand, I'm dragging. We didn't get home until 2130 last night.
I forgot to charge the PDA, so Grilltech lent me his cord, so I could charge it at work. I'm very grateful, because I'd be stabbing my eye would with a pen without tunes.
Thanks for noticing the new look.
I forgot to charge the PDA, so Grilltech lent me his cord, so I could charge it at work. I'm very grateful, because I'd be stabbing my eye would with a pen without tunes.
Thanks for noticing the new look.
Happy 200th Post
Thankfully the child felt she could go the doctor on her own. So Grilltech and I went to dinner. We was waiting for her to come home, but she decided she was going to go hang out with the boyfriend. I did get a couple more rows completed on the heel of the sock, while at dinner.
I didn't make it to knit at coffee. Instead C came over and watched Heroes with us, since we taped it. She bolted when it was done. Which is okay, because there was nothing else to do anyway. I've completed the gusset on the thumb and put them on a stitch holder. I've started the gusset for the top of the thumb and soon will be just round and round with out any decreases.
Tonight is Grilltech's night to go meet with the brewers.
Dumbass thing of the day: Ran the report for site 2, went back into my site, started running the report for me. Tried to convert DB dump into Excel, there was nothing because I started the next report.
I didn't make it to knit at coffee. Instead C came over and watched Heroes with us, since we taped it. She bolted when it was done. Which is okay, because there was nothing else to do anyway. I've completed the gusset on the thumb and put them on a stitch holder. I've started the gusset for the top of the thumb and soon will be just round and round with out any decreases.
Tonight is Grilltech's night to go meet with the brewers.
Dumbass thing of the day: Ran the report for site 2, went back into my site, started running the report for me. Tried to convert DB dump into Excel, there was nothing because I started the next report.
Wednesday, May 9th
Last night, I worked a couple of rounds on the mitten. Instead of increasing to 12, I'll go to 14. The two colors aren't as stretchy as a single color. Only two more increases to go, then the thumb will be mostly finished. Then I'll do the decreases for the top part of the thumb. I'll just have the body to finish. It's almost done. In my mind!
Tonight I'll be sitting down at the doc-in-the-box with the youngest, because she doesn't want to go alone. More knitting time for me, sure I won’t have coffee and people to talk about stuff with, but I’ll be knitting. Not sure if I'll be making it to knitting tonight or not, because those places are slow as glaciers. I won't mention the germ infestation, I just won't. I got lucky, I just gave her money and sent her down by herself.
I've started the heel on the blue socks. I've brought the first sock along with me, because I don't want a repeat of the Bookwyrms. They have two different heels, a square and a dutch. I didn't realize until afterwards the error and by then, it was too late. Heck, even Grilltech didn't know they weren't the same. No one knows but you, me and the lamp post. So let’s keep it that way.
Fish heads, fish heads, rolley-polley fish heads. Eat them up, yum! Yesterday I come home and there is a nasty rotting smell. I look at the child and tell her, time to haul the trash. She tells me, done Mom. Sure enough she has but the smell is there. After a fruitless search, I give up and go knit in the family room. Every once in a while, the smell wafts through the house. Eventually, I'm driven to try and locate the source of the vile odor. Grilltech finally looks up and says, maybe it's the fish head from Saturday night that's in the trash. I close the window, sure enough the smell goes away. Thankfully today is trash day, and the Fish head will be gone.
Tonight I'll be sitting down at the doc-in-the-box with the youngest, because she doesn't want to go alone. More knitting time for me, sure I won’t have coffee and people to talk about stuff with, but I’ll be knitting. Not sure if I'll be making it to knitting tonight or not, because those places are slow as glaciers. I won't mention the germ infestation, I just won't. I got lucky, I just gave her money and sent her down by herself.
I've started the heel on the blue socks. I've brought the first sock along with me, because I don't want a repeat of the Bookwyrms. They have two different heels, a square and a dutch. I didn't realize until afterwards the error and by then, it was too late. Heck, even Grilltech didn't know they weren't the same. No one knows but you, me and the lamp post. So let’s keep it that way.
Fish heads, fish heads, rolley-polley fish heads. Eat them up, yum! Yesterday I come home and there is a nasty rotting smell. I look at the child and tell her, time to haul the trash. She tells me, done Mom. Sure enough she has but the smell is there. After a fruitless search, I give up and go knit in the family room. Every once in a while, the smell wafts through the house. Eventually, I'm driven to try and locate the source of the vile odor. Grilltech finally looks up and says, maybe it's the fish head from Saturday night that's in the trash. I close the window, sure enough the smell goes away. Thankfully today is trash day, and the Fish head will be gone.
Tuesday, May 8th
The great white hunter spent the night running around outside. Which means we got a good night's sleep. Well, should have. My cat - ADD kitty - kept bouncing from my side of the bed to Grilltech's, back to mine. No one would pet her, so finally she decided to sleep on me. The alarm scared her, she bolts off. We look at the time, it's an hour early. BONUS!!
I've got about four more rounds to complete before I'm ready to start the heel on Dad's sock. I didn't bring the heel yarn, because I thought it was further away. Oh well. More time to play Texas Hold'em.
I've got about four more rounds to complete before I'm ready to start the heel on Dad's sock. I didn't bring the heel yarn, because I thought it was further away. Oh well. More time to play Texas Hold'em.
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