OK, today, I feel like I’m going through the day with a big ol’ schmear of vaseline on my eyeballs. It’s worse on the left eye than the right. BLEAH! All I want to do is go home and nappynap and I can’t because we have to CLEAN. Double BLEAH!
At least I get PollyHugs and JWoHugs at home.
Month: September 2004 (Page 1 of 2)
So, last night I finished the Chiefs Squiggle scarf. It’s fun! It’s a bit wider than I typically make my fun scarves, but it should narrow up a bit from the weight of it when worn. Picture to follow.
Started a poncho, as it is mandatory for everyone who knows how to knit or crochet in this country to be knitting a poncho. I would hate for the Poncho Police to show up and discover I’d only purchased yarn & looked at patterns, nothing on the needles sir, can you give me a warning this time? The obligatory poncho is two strands of yarn – a raspberry-browns-pinks mohair with fuchsia Brown Sheep wool. I am using a couple of freebie net patterns as inspiration, and making my own up as I go along. First major change was to knit back & forth before joining in the round – I detest things tight on my neck, so hopefully a ribbed collar of sorts will give me the coverage, yet not restricting. It’s also a simple YO K2tog for one row, knit the second row, open lacey pattern. Increases every other row at the front point & the back point. It will get interesting when it hits about wrist length, because I’m pondering putting slits in for my hands! We’ll see. Not time to worry about that!
I have done nothing but knit & do paper crafts – I cut out ghosts for Halloween cards & leaves for decoration from the Paper Source shopping spree yesterday at lunch. Actually, it wasn’t much of a spree, given how much I’ve blown in the same amount of time there on previous visits! But cutting out the details with my super sharp scissors eventually was too much for my right hand – I played the Evil Zuma until late last night, and I think I’m overexerting it.
In the meantime, here’s a fun quiz – I was so intrigued to find out what yarn I’d be…… and then had to laugh. Could it have come out any differently?
You are Cashmere.
You are sophisticated and luxe. You can often be
found in high-end boutiques and hobnobbing with
the upper crust. You are one of the beautiful
people and you don’t let anyone forget it!
What kind of yarn are you?
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As for Polly? She’s already pulled one of the monster’s horns off his nose. Poor monster. Polly loves him though.
A confetti of fun…. Squiggle + Deco Ribbon. 
This is the wreath I made for our front door. Inspired by the wreath on the back of the current Crate & Barrel catalog, but much cheaper! I love Fall!
Look! When Dad goes away hunting, I get a NEW TOY! It’s a purple monster baby and I LOVE IT!
Polly & Her Kong. If the exposure had been better, you’d see big soulful eyes just begging you to play!
I came back from lunch & my sandwich shop menu board had fallen down. It took me five minutes to find the missing piece of plastic that frames it on the side. I had just been thinking how I needed to take it down & revise the lettering on it, as it has prices for “media plans” and various planning-related tasks, and it’s been just over a year since I went to the buying side.
I looked over at the sign, propped against the wall, and was reminded of a ritual in the monumentally huge & gorgeous Cathedral Basilica Catholic church in St. Louis in CWE.
When archbishops in that church die, their hat things are suspended from the ceiling by a piece of thread. (This would be the ceiling in one of the smaller chapels, off to the right, the Mourning Chapel, I do believe. It’s stark, dark, somber, and dead priests are buried under the floor. It’s amazing to move into that chapel, especially if you’re leaving the bright beautiful Tiffany-designed chapel. I digress.) Anyway, those hats are suspended until the thread breaks, and then the mourning period for that individual is over.
It is time for me to move on.
I love rituals like that. Odd to those who know me, I used to go to that Catholic church, just for the peace I felt there, along with the jaw-dropping beauty of the mosaics….. for nothing in that church is painted. Take the virtual tour
Now I have to find all the right letters to re-do my sign!
So, like, the first time I heard The Killers, I thought, “Wow! Heavy Duran Duran influences. Me love it.” What’s so fabulous is that when I later read the Rolling Stone review, they also referenced Duran Duran. In listening to the album some more, I’m also picking up some Queen influences. All I can say is, all of us have a little Cameron Crowe inside of us……. it’s nice when it gets validated!
What I found annoying today: People who purchase expensive sports cars and then drive 5 mph under the speed limit. Seriously. Come on. The whole reason I didn’t buy a VIPER was because my commute at the time was on Forest Park Pkwy in St. Louis, and it’s 35 mph the whole way. Too many unbridled horses under that hood, baby. They’d get me in way too much trouble. Oh yeah, and the fact the car cost like $100k, that also played a factor. It was dead in the water when I learned it doesn’t have air conditioning.
What I found wonderful today: A big bowl of shrimp galanga coconut milk soup.
What I’m looking forward to: Dinner with Roger & James, watching Survivor & Knitting. Tomorrow’s Friday. Sewing bunches this weekend. The Weekend. Yay!
What I’m still disappointed by: Dad not making the trip this weekend to visit. *sigh*
Perhaps I’ll forget about my sadness by going to see The Forgotten– hey, I know the reviews are mixed, but I’m not going to care. I love Julianne Moore, ever since she was Frannie (& Frannie’s twin, who as I recall, sometimes was damned evil) on As The World Turns. And it’s got that Hot Guy from HBO’s The Wire in it. (I’m sick of linking. it takes me 800 years to get it to work right. BOTHER!)
And dammit, I’m eatin’ some ice cream.
Nothing serious…. just on of my favorite writers added another volume to the planned 13-book collection……Lemony Snicket’s Series
Though there was the series of Unfortunate Events last night ….. from the black hose with black sandals to the seating arrangements that had me wishing for more *cough* room. But on a scale compared to those suffered by the Beaudelaire children, an easy night overall.
And the a/c has been fixed upstairs, a tremendously Good Thing, so I can once again get going on the dog beds – and cleaning/organizing! I’m on the one-room-at-a-time plan, and tonight was the dining room. I’m feeling hyper-structured right now, very linear in my thinking. It’s ok, but it reminds me of “back in the day” – it’s a characteristic in me that I don’t always access, and the times in my life in the past when it reigned supreme were also rather destructive times. Thankfully, I have learned from those times, so it’s not like they’ll repeat themselves – it does just make me a little edgier than normal when I look inside. To borrow from Lemony’s titles, with me, it can be a Slippery Slope sometimes. :)
So, I had an eye exam today, and they did the whole gamut of everything, including those evil yellow eye drops that dilate your eyes. In the exam, we discovered I’ve been overcorrected for the past year & a half. Lovely. Explains why I’ve been unable to wear contacts & work on the computer, though. (By overcorrected, we’re talking -325 and it should be -200!) I still wonder how reliable those eye test are. After all, it’s very pressure-filled to me, because your answers (One, or Two?) are all in this compressed two minute time frame, and your eyes are straining and it’s not like I put those satanic dilation drops in every day, so who the F knows. We agreed to scale me back to -250, rather than drop me down suddenly. I also feel vindicated by my anger & dislike for the last doctor.
Then, I went up to the counter & got those damn sexy black plastic things that help you cope with the BLINDING ORB OF FIRE IN THE SKY, I swear, I took every holy deity’s name in vain when I left the office. It struck me that if they can make drops that open your pupils, they oughta have drops that shrink ’em back! (and it turns out, they do, you just have to ask for them, how stupid is that?) It also struck me that driving a car while your eyes are dilated as though you were walking in a pitch black underground cave probably isn’t the wisest thing, either. I stayed on State Line until I got a stop light, and then made my way over to Ward Pkwy, a route I could possibly drive with my eyes shut, so I didn’t endanger myself more than necessary.
Work was non-existent today, what with the big appreciation lunch & gambling at the casino. This year I decided I’d spend the $10 they give us & no more. It bought me about 15 minutes of fun on the slots, and then I came home & took a four hour nap. It was delicious, and when I woke up, my eyes didn’t hurt!
Fabulous Friday. I have SOOOoooo much cleaning & work to do around the house, not to mention the work I brought home – but hey – it’s the weekend, and I’m getting some sewing done, as well as finally finishing the felted door mitt! yay!