I'm almost done with the small socks for my son. I like the yarn, but you know what I hope I don't knit another pair of socks with Fortissima again for awhile. Besides I have so much other sock yarn that is just begging to be knit. People always amuse me.
"What are you knitting?"
"Socks."
"Again?"
"Yup."
But now I have lace yarn...yes, lace yarn...and oh, what am I supposed to do with this lace yarn? Good question. Still pondering.
When I was young...as in teenager young...I never had much use for this idea of "love." I wanted it more than anything, but it just didn't seem that it would work for me. Boys weren't interested and I wouldn't know what to do with one if I had one.
So, then I found one. And well, that turned out disasterously.
Now, I've reconnected with one I had been wondering whatever happened to. He's right, it's like we haven't missed a beat. The more time I spend with him the easier the conversation flows. I don't find myself having to force myself to talk about myself nearly as much as I have in the past. *laugh* There is an element that he knows about me...I don't know if I can pin point it. Where as others have tried to press me into telling them more about myself when I clam up, he just brings it out, the bare ugly truth.
I don't have any expectations this time. I don't even know how to describe this. I care for this guy in a way I can't explain.
Maybe...as I sit here...maybe, that's it...I like him, I always have...because he's genuine.
Anywhoo...I'm just contemplative over this whole "love" thing. I know it exists, I think I've been "in love" before, a very long time ago. Love to me is this weird sort of concept. I have girl friends who fall in and out of love every other month...although it is slowing down some and some are just choosing to stay in love. But, I've never understood women who just throw themselves into it. That whole idea kind of scares me. Perhaps it is the control issue...I like hanging onto the edge of the pool instead of swimming inside it to see what is there.
haha
blah, blah, blah, me, me, me, thinking a lot over things...
August 29, 2006
August 28, 2006
Birthday baby
My birthday weekend...
I don't have pictures. I'm very bad at taking them really. I worry I'll lose the camera or I'll forget or I'm just flat out self conscious. Well, that and the fact that I do not have internet access at my house causes me to be a bit more lazy about picture taking.
So for myself, just to document...30 was brought in well. I look forward to this decade much more so than the last decade. I hope that it is frought with much less drama.
Thursday night involved drinking a bit of soju with my friend at my house. We recalled the past with light and lovely comments.
Friday involved another tiny girls night where we went out for tapas and sushi. Although really, two of us were there solely for the mojhitos. I-Zen is a great place. I've never eaten upstairs but I was happily delighted with the tapas. Then we wandered downstairs for sushi and sashimi. Lovely! My one friend won a dance contest...although really, she was the only contestant. I, myself, am not much of a salsa dancer.
Saturday, started with me oozing off of my couch and dealing with the mild headache I had from drinking wine the night before. I managed to finally convince myself that food and drink were a good thing and got my rear out the door by 11 am to go get my oil changed in my car. An hour and a half after I arrived my car was done. See, this is why I try to get there by 8 am. Oh well. I went then back to my neighborhood and bought beer and snacks. I watched an episode or two of Star Trek: TNG and then people started showing up at my house. So it was a small but cozy gathering. People left their issues at the door and I got to see a majority of people I wanted to see. About 10 pm we wandered over to a bar where my friend works to meet up with more friends. We yapped, we played pool. It was fantastic.
Sunday, I finally arose, a bit worse off then Saturday. I declined breakfast with a friend...ex...to be more specific...and went to my girlfriend's house to help her move what I could.
So really...after an emotionally draining 20s...I finally feel like I'm coming full circle and starting over at where I left off. It feels good to be home, and I can't say I'll ever regret trying to contact people who meant a lot to me once upon a time. Why? Well..., I'm always so shocked at how people so easily accept me into their lives...well, especially these two. I don't think that I'll need to worry about losing track of them again.
I'm good with the cryptic huh? I blame it on the sun rising too early on me today. :)
I don't have pictures. I'm very bad at taking them really. I worry I'll lose the camera or I'll forget or I'm just flat out self conscious. Well, that and the fact that I do not have internet access at my house causes me to be a bit more lazy about picture taking.
So for myself, just to document...30 was brought in well. I look forward to this decade much more so than the last decade. I hope that it is frought with much less drama.
Thursday night involved drinking a bit of soju with my friend at my house. We recalled the past with light and lovely comments.
Friday involved another tiny girls night where we went out for tapas and sushi. Although really, two of us were there solely for the mojhitos. I-Zen is a great place. I've never eaten upstairs but I was happily delighted with the tapas. Then we wandered downstairs for sushi and sashimi. Lovely! My one friend won a dance contest...although really, she was the only contestant. I, myself, am not much of a salsa dancer.
Saturday, started with me oozing off of my couch and dealing with the mild headache I had from drinking wine the night before. I managed to finally convince myself that food and drink were a good thing and got my rear out the door by 11 am to go get my oil changed in my car. An hour and a half after I arrived my car was done. See, this is why I try to get there by 8 am. Oh well. I went then back to my neighborhood and bought beer and snacks. I watched an episode or two of Star Trek: TNG and then people started showing up at my house. So it was a small but cozy gathering. People left their issues at the door and I got to see a majority of people I wanted to see. About 10 pm we wandered over to a bar where my friend works to meet up with more friends. We yapped, we played pool. It was fantastic.
Sunday, I finally arose, a bit worse off then Saturday. I declined breakfast with a friend...ex...to be more specific...and went to my girlfriend's house to help her move what I could.
So really...after an emotionally draining 20s...I finally feel like I'm coming full circle and starting over at where I left off. It feels good to be home, and I can't say I'll ever regret trying to contact people who meant a lot to me once upon a time. Why? Well..., I'm always so shocked at how people so easily accept me into their lives...well, especially these two. I don't think that I'll need to worry about losing track of them again.
I'm good with the cryptic huh? I blame it on the sun rising too early on me today. :)
August 22, 2006
Amore'
On the pictureless blog...the needles currently have yet, more socks...same pattern same color as the ones below. This time for my son. The never ending ball of yarn will end...
I'm currently spinning some lovely fiber that I picked up from Estes. It's the one that's white with purple and corals in it. It's a challenge since I have been spinning with silk so long now. This stuff isn't sliding like the other stuff has.
Lastly,...ah...can you really pick up from where you suddenly left off 13 years ago? I know a boy, now a man, who knows me better than anyone on this planet. In a core sense, even though that much time has passed, he still knows me. Our hair may have gotten shorter, and we may look a bit older, we have kids now, and baggage that comes with time.
Ever been in a room with another person, wanting them to say just the right thing? Having the playback in your head along with the soundtrack? I've had that happen a lot to me. Especially over the last 3 years. Never happened. Whatever I wanted them to say would be exactly the opposite of what they would say. And now. Now. I've heard everything I had ever wanted to hear. It's surreal.
It's hard to remain cautious about this. I don't know what to do about this. My life in a nutshell can be wrapped up in Far Away by Nickelback.
I'm currently spinning some lovely fiber that I picked up from Estes. It's the one that's white with purple and corals in it. It's a challenge since I have been spinning with silk so long now. This stuff isn't sliding like the other stuff has.
Lastly,...ah...can you really pick up from where you suddenly left off 13 years ago? I know a boy, now a man, who knows me better than anyone on this planet. In a core sense, even though that much time has passed, he still knows me. Our hair may have gotten shorter, and we may look a bit older, we have kids now, and baggage that comes with time.
Ever been in a room with another person, wanting them to say just the right thing? Having the playback in your head along with the soundtrack? I've had that happen a lot to me. Especially over the last 3 years. Never happened. Whatever I wanted them to say would be exactly the opposite of what they would say. And now. Now. I've heard everything I had ever wanted to hear. It's surreal.
It's hard to remain cautious about this. I don't know what to do about this. My life in a nutshell can be wrapped up in Far Away by Nickelback.
August 16, 2006
quick updates
August 08, 2006
And the boring blog continues...
Well, the good news is that I live in an area that is fairly well developed and has lots of free internet sources available in wifi format. The bad news is that I am so busy that the kids and I sat in the McDonalds parking lot while I quickly checked my email. There is internet at the clubhouse, McDonalds to my surprise, a buffalo wing restaurant, a bar, the library, a bagel shop and a bread shop. Now, I just need to find the time to go to one of these spots and sit uninterrupted for a few hours.
That of course if more difficult than normal. I'm sure I'll complain when the kids are older about how they don't want me around at all, but right now, they want me around all the time...so finding time to write with pictures is difficult.
On the knitting front...
I have sewn up my wool bag...experiment...it is ready to felt. I must remember to take before pictures. I have two toe up socks for my daughter...I'm k1p1 them right now and going to finish them off soon. I think I might have enough for little socks for my son. Maybe...the cuff will be really short. Who knew the fortissma yarn had so much on the skein. I'm enjoying the toe up design. I'm not crazy about the short row heel though...kind of awkward to knit the way it was written IMO. However, I have had success with both socks. I did have to make a minor modification in order to eliminate the holes in the heel sides where the yarn is again joined to the cuff...if that makes any sense.
I have found an extra tupperware of yarn...through my archeology dig in my stuff...although it's not really "extra"...but I did find some yarn I was unaware I had purchased, which was exciting. Everything I own is just screaming "reorganization"...I wonder when I'll get around to that. I'm finding that there are parts of my brain which are much more obsessive compulsive than I thought it was...example...me cleaning dust out of the wall/door crack, and cleaning the sink faucet with a toothbrush. I mean...maybe that is perfectly normal...but I think I tend to over kill things...I'm getting better. I have not made enough food to feed a family of 10.
On a non knitting note...
Do you ever get these weird tendencies (?) to wonder what happened to so-and-so who you grew up with or hung out with in school, but lost contact with for whatever reason? Yeah...that would be me. I've found a couple of people on myspace so far...and now...one that I've always wondered about over the last 10 years. For me...I spent a lot of school time with this guy. I didn't spend much off school time with him because I didn't want to have to explain myself to my parents. I knew him for about 2 years or so and my parents never met him. Anywho...found him...pretty sure it's him. And now, I'm not sure what to say. Don't want to sound like a stalker...that's not it at all...I think it's because when he left school...I don't think for myself I got the closure I needed...that...and I don't deal well with change. Sounds stupid but I didn't get to give a hug goodbye? Maybe that's it. Not sure now. So much more has happened in my life. But once, I was really really curious. Now, I still am...I'm just speechless.
That of course if more difficult than normal. I'm sure I'll complain when the kids are older about how they don't want me around at all, but right now, they want me around all the time...so finding time to write with pictures is difficult.
On the knitting front...
I have sewn up my wool bag...experiment...it is ready to felt. I must remember to take before pictures. I have two toe up socks for my daughter...I'm k1p1 them right now and going to finish them off soon. I think I might have enough for little socks for my son. Maybe...the cuff will be really short. Who knew the fortissma yarn had so much on the skein. I'm enjoying the toe up design. I'm not crazy about the short row heel though...kind of awkward to knit the way it was written IMO. However, I have had success with both socks. I did have to make a minor modification in order to eliminate the holes in the heel sides where the yarn is again joined to the cuff...if that makes any sense.
I have found an extra tupperware of yarn...through my archeology dig in my stuff...although it's not really "extra"...but I did find some yarn I was unaware I had purchased, which was exciting. Everything I own is just screaming "reorganization"...I wonder when I'll get around to that. I'm finding that there are parts of my brain which are much more obsessive compulsive than I thought it was...example...me cleaning dust out of the wall/door crack, and cleaning the sink faucet with a toothbrush. I mean...maybe that is perfectly normal...but I think I tend to over kill things...I'm getting better. I have not made enough food to feed a family of 10.
On a non knitting note...
Do you ever get these weird tendencies (?) to wonder what happened to so-and-so who you grew up with or hung out with in school, but lost contact with for whatever reason? Yeah...that would be me. I've found a couple of people on myspace so far...and now...one that I've always wondered about over the last 10 years. For me...I spent a lot of school time with this guy. I didn't spend much off school time with him because I didn't want to have to explain myself to my parents. I knew him for about 2 years or so and my parents never met him. Anywho...found him...pretty sure it's him. And now, I'm not sure what to say. Don't want to sound like a stalker...that's not it at all...I think it's because when he left school...I don't think for myself I got the closure I needed...that...and I don't deal well with change. Sounds stupid but I didn't get to give a hug goodbye? Maybe that's it. Not sure now. So much more has happened in my life. But once, I was really really curious. Now, I still am...I'm just speechless.
August 04, 2006
Inhale...release sigh here...
So I am liking the new apartment. I am dealing with the issues my X is tossing my way. That's fun. Kind of like having surgery without any anathesia. My excitement just pours through this doesn't it? Really. If you could see me I'd have confetti...*throw up in air*..."Mozeltof"...just like in the Emperor's New Groove.
This was my first week back at work...not that I took any time off. I took Monday off. So I could get my kids registered into their new daycare, take a tour, shop for food, blah, blah, blah.
In some ways I'm waiting for people to start complaining at me about how far away I moved...besides, you know, my special friend...but, you know...being like 2 minutes away from work is *awesome*. I got here today at 7:45 am...we had a nice relaxing morning of getting some juice, watching some cartoons, my boy showing off his collection of rocks that he came home with on Wednesday...in his pockets...imagine my surprise when I changed his diaper...and rocks came spilling out of his pockets...his shy mischevious grin..."my rocks...pocket...my rocks" My dad said...wait until he brings home a frog. Uh..huh...
I've had to actually stop going through boxes at night after the kids are asleep because I have this tendancy to stay up until 11:00 pm - 2:00 am picking things out of boxes. This is a good thing...yet highly uncondusive to my sleep schedule for work.
As for knitting...I've found most of my books! *happy dance* I have quite a few books...I have known people who had more. I think I know where my crochet hooks are...I've found a big bin of yarn...and my knitting needles didn't get lost. I have a little closet dedicated to crafts...which made me realize 1) apparently I like crafts, 2) I have a lot of craft supplies, 3) it doesn't all fit in this oh-so-perfect closet...rats...three boxes still in the garage. Sounds like a good time for more bins to be purchased. Besides the 3 drawer that I have all of my Hello Kitty stationary and notepads in...and assorted other things...is really really trying to tell me something. Everyone who picked it up told...it wants to die. It kept falling apart...well that and it's really really heavy...something about me and paper...I used to have around 50 pen pals when I was younger...I like pretty paper. I could write my kids a little "have a nice day" note every day of their lives for the rest of their lives and never run out of note paper.
My internet situation is...well...still non-existant. SIGH. The best I can do right now is drive over with my laptop over to the clubhouse and sit in my car...cause I'm toolazy busy to walk inside. Oh, how I wish I was just a little closer to the clubhouse...
Anywho...I'm sure I'll figure out if I can afford the internet thingy eventually.
This was my first week back at work...not that I took any time off. I took Monday off. So I could get my kids registered into their new daycare, take a tour, shop for food, blah, blah, blah.
In some ways I'm waiting for people to start complaining at me about how far away I moved...besides, you know, my special friend...but, you know...being like 2 minutes away from work is *awesome*. I got here today at 7:45 am...we had a nice relaxing morning of getting some juice, watching some cartoons, my boy showing off his collection of rocks that he came home with on Wednesday...in his pockets...imagine my surprise when I changed his diaper...and rocks came spilling out of his pockets...his shy mischevious grin..."my rocks...pocket...my rocks" My dad said...wait until he brings home a frog. Uh..huh...
I've had to actually stop going through boxes at night after the kids are asleep because I have this tendancy to stay up until 11:00 pm - 2:00 am picking things out of boxes. This is a good thing...yet highly uncondusive to my sleep schedule for work.
As for knitting...I've found most of my books! *happy dance* I have quite a few books...I have known people who had more. I think I know where my crochet hooks are...I've found a big bin of yarn...and my knitting needles didn't get lost. I have a little closet dedicated to crafts...which made me realize 1) apparently I like crafts, 2) I have a lot of craft supplies, 3) it doesn't all fit in this oh-so-perfect closet...rats...three boxes still in the garage. Sounds like a good time for more bins to be purchased. Besides the 3 drawer that I have all of my Hello Kitty stationary and notepads in...and assorted other things...is really really trying to tell me something. Everyone who picked it up told...it wants to die. It kept falling apart...well that and it's really really heavy...something about me and paper...I used to have around 50 pen pals when I was younger...I like pretty paper. I could write my kids a little "have a nice day" note every day of their lives for the rest of their lives and never run out of note paper.
My internet situation is...well...still non-existant. SIGH. The best I can do right now is drive over with my laptop over to the clubhouse and sit in my car...cause I'm too
Anywho...I'm sure I'll figure out if I can afford the internet thingy eventually.
August 01, 2006
Moo?
So...
I'm tired...
Very, very tired...
Moving commenced on Saturday at 8 am sharp. Sharper than I expected everyone. Everyone is awesome! Starting out I had 8 people helping me...5 strapping young men...3 women and yours truly. By 10 am 3 more men and a truck showed up to assist further. By 12 pm everything was moved into the garage and most of the furniture was set up in it's proper place.
By 6 pm most of the kitchen was found and the boxes had been organized in enough of a manner that I could fit my car into the garage. The bathrooms were basically set up and the kids things were mostly situated.
So I wish I had pictures to share, but alas...
The good...
I'm basically moved
The bad...
It's apartment living
The ugly...
I don't have the internet
I haven't been able to check my internet for 3-4 days now...
I'm tired...
Very, very tired...
Moving commenced on Saturday at 8 am sharp. Sharper than I expected everyone. Everyone is awesome! Starting out I had 8 people helping me...5 strapping young men...3 women and yours truly. By 10 am 3 more men and a truck showed up to assist further. By 12 pm everything was moved into the garage and most of the furniture was set up in it's proper place.
By 6 pm most of the kitchen was found and the boxes had been organized in enough of a manner that I could fit my car into the garage. The bathrooms were basically set up and the kids things were mostly situated.
So I wish I had pictures to share, but alas...
The good...
I'm basically moved
The bad...
It's apartment living
The ugly...
I don't have the internet
I haven't been able to check my internet for 3-4 days now...
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