Thursday, October 29, 2009

Happy National Hermit Day!

Go ahead. Give your search engine a whirl . . . You'll find this. And some of this. A smattering of that. (Actually, that one is my favorite.) And, lest we forget, there is this fellow. Now that you know what day it is, crawl into your shell while you have the chance and be introspective in the most deepest sense.

Wednesday, October 07, 2009

the day was moist

Well, a bit rainy actually. All of which initially had me thinking I'd be spinning, drinking large quantities of English Breakfast tea with honey and 1/2 n 1/2 (milk is for wussies) and watching hours of X-Files Seasons 1-5. However, the rain has stopped and a few small errands have reared their ugly heads. So while I'm waiting for my mother to drive me down for one errand, I have meandered over to my Ravelry account by way of Wendy Knits. As it had been nearly a year since I last posted anything there, it's clear I'm not Ravelry savvy. I spent a little time clicking around the site again. It is one worthy of a little more of my time. Stash list, needle list, an exchange of patterns and knitting information ~ where have I been? (Oh. Right. Florida. Where I spent my car money. As I'd said to a kind woman giving me a ride down the hill one afternoon, "Now I just put on my Mickey ears and dream of the car I could have had." Where's my Fairy Godmother? And no bloody pumpkin coaches this time!) Much has improved since I last visited ~ nearly a year ago, as mentioned. I prefer uploading photos from my computer; that feature has been added so I don't have to have a Flikr account for my images. It's easier to find stuff.

The problem is going to be the time displacement. Finding Ravelry again and creating an Etsy account means time here at the desk and computer as well as the nail-biting fear that all will go down in flaming misery once the computer cashes it in for that main frame in the sky. But, hey, I don't bungie jump; got to have challenges somewhere in life.

Now I'll go play with my account for a little while longer and then get to carding my wool. Priorities skewed all over the place.

Tuesday, October 06, 2009


You might recall here that I'd left a fleece unwashed awhile back. Well, the other day, I fast-tracked that puppy and now we're cardin' and spinnin' like nobody's business. Sort of. If people left me alone to card and spin until I could stand no more I'd get a lot done. However, there are youths to rouse and bark at in the morning, a man to get out the door for work and then there's the catsdogschickens to contend with. Not to mention the time displacement spent on the computer.

I'm car shopping via the internet. Something new for me really. I prefer going to, but they don't sell cars. (Correct me if I'm wrong ~ I don't go there unless I want books or music.) Car shopping on the internet requires a bit of research. Craigslist will have one going to Wyoming for the best deal if one isn't careful with one's search request. I'm not going to Wyoming to buy a car. I'm not even keen on searching throughout the tri-state area, but that concern largely goes ignored. Dirk is all about finding the good deal ~ no matter the distance. We may purchase a car in Alaska for all I know. The shipping charges will be hell.

Well, whatever whatever . . . I shall continue carding and spinning in a quiet corner of the room. I hope to sit unnoticed ~ three days maybe.

Thursday, October 01, 2009

Boy Gets Belted

I now reside with two Black Belt Jeet Kune Do martial artists. Ian received his Black Belt from Sifu Richard Torres this evening. Ian's framed certificate will grace the center hall along side Tom's. Ian can, if he chooses, move on up to the adult classes where the men are men and the women can do damage if provoked. We are now complete. Bennie isn't interested in practicing Jeet Kune Do. She lives with two boys and feels that's quite enough training for the World.

As promised, a finished photo of the Herringbone Rib Socks from Interweave Knits ~ couldn't tell you which issue, but I got it free from Knitting Daily. We're just loafing at the desk with a touch of Crystal hair. Gotta break 'em in early dog hair-wise.

And in other news: Dirk and I are enjoying 28 years of Un-Wedded Bliss and Solitary Confinement. In celebration, we moved his father closer to us. You can't say, after 28 years, we don't know how to have fun! Break out the whips and chains.