Monday, December 31, 2007

Mittens. An update.

Still at the hospital, but holding his own tonight. He's still on all the good drugs and getting IV fluids/hydration. They've started force-feeding him liquid and gruel to try to get his system to accept food again, while he's still on all the anti-emetics and other digestive support through his IV.

I got to visit with him for about an hour, they gave me a private room and brought him in all wrapped in a tiny quilt (it's his while he's there in the hospital) and so he and I had a nice cuddle. He wailed and meowed and told me all about it for a while, then voluntarily ate two mouthfuls of chicken/rice food (they have to forcefeed him because he hasn't wanted anything when I'm not there, so they had me try to get him to eat a few bites of something while we were visiting. SUCCESS!) and then we had a nice cuddle and he took a long nap while I read a magazine and held him.

Purred up a storm.

I think we both felt better, but I think we were both sad when I had to leave. Still, it's a positive sign. I'm hopeful this might be resolved soon. And in the meantime, he's getting the very best care a kitty could hope for.

Honey is being an absolute terror in the absence of her brother. She is bored and lonely and creating chaos and mayhem in her wake. I think she'll be glad when he's home, too!

Sunday, December 30, 2007

a picture is worth a thousand words

Not much knitting content today... it's been a hell of a week. Mittens has been in and out of the vet hospital since the day after Christmas and is now residing at the regional critical care veterinary center for at least another 72 hours. Good thoughts would be appreciated if you care to send them to a little tuxedo kitty who is not feeling well. We miss him and we are very worried.

We are ending the holiday retail season with something resembling a whimper, at least, it's me whimpering. Between coming down with bronchitis and working extra hours, I am definitely whimpering. Boy, do I have horror stories. I haven't decided if I want to share them yet. We do try to keep it positive, darlings.

So on that note? Here is the positive. These are just a few of the things I'm super grateful about. My blessings, in part.

happy
my mighty girls
Aussie!
Monkey loveWINNING from another angle
Kromski test runspoons
Devil Dog
FC-November Daze

My chosen family, my friends in my community and flung far into other communities (who aren't necessarily pictured because I don't have permission, etc, but who are there in spirit with all the other faces), my online friends, fellow knitters, fellow Ravelers and SnBers, my job, all the good stuff that comes my way very day. Grateful for it doesn't begin to describe it.

And? All of y'all.

Have the happiest new year imaginable.

Tuesday, December 25, 2007

Well I don't know about y'all, but we're having a very merry Christmas, here at La Chateau de Too Many Cats, A Dog, Frightening Amounts of Sock Yarn and A Couple Of Teenagers. Y'know, if I ever get a sign printed up, I might have to come up with something that scans.

Look what I found in my stocking! I am so getting it matted and framed. Better than an 8x10 glossy portrait, any day. Apparently it was supposed to be just a Christmas card but she liked it so much she made it into a full size watercolor/ink thing. My Riot Grrls! Or whatever they're calling themselves these days.
riot girls

We kept all manner of holiday traditions alive this year. For example, there was the ceremonial Wearing Of The Antlers...
Do. Not. Want.

The traditional eating of the sticky buns....
sticky buns

Or not.
I can has sticky buns?

I balanced out the sticky buns with something a little more substantial because god forbid I have a blood sugar crash or mood swings later in the day.
Breakfast of Champions

The cats contemplated payback for their Christmas ribbons. Actually, Honey contemplated payback, Mittens just hid under the tree and sulked.
contemplating mayhem

In the end, reviewers gave us two thumbs way up.
silly kid

There will be spinning, knitting, drinking of tea, making of lamb and spanakopita and the best part? I don't have food poisoning this year! I am able to enjoy Christmas!! I did wake up with a rather annoying cold which I'm convinced I caught from my mother (thanks, Mom!) who arrived in LA bearing viral goodness to share. But all in all, it beats last year.

Happy day, y'all! May it be merry, from all of us here to all of y'all there.

Friday, December 21, 2007

Saturday, December 15, 2007

Get Better, Roo!

Every Christmas we do something like help with a friend's adopt-a-family, or donate to a local group or charity. This year, the giving is a little closer to home for me. The woman who fostered Mittens and Honey (she fosters feral kittens, sweetifies them and finds them good homes so they are not put to sleep or sent to shelters) has a little kitten from the same colony that produced Mittens and Honey. In fact, judging from his markings, I'd say he's related. I do love little Roo. I wish we could adopt him too. Technically he is still a "foster" kitten. Right now, he's very, very sick.

You can read about the saga of Roo starting here. There's a whole bunch of updates in subsequent posts, pictures and videos.

Roo could use a lot of good thoughts from all of y'all. I am a firm believer in that sort of thing and there are SO many people who are all rooting for little Roo to be ok, it just has to help.

This year, our Christmas giving is going to help Roo's foster family defray the vet bill. They're giving him every chance and as much time as they can to get better. He obviously really wants to live. She's fostered so many in the last year - here are the last 18 months worth of kittens who have been rehomed. She does this for free, because she loves animals and because she can. All she ever asks is that the people who take her kittens home love them and care for them and send pictures once in a while. We've had so much enjoyment from our little guys, I just can't not try to pay that forward a bit.

She is reluctantly taking donations - mostly because so many of her kitten's forever parents badgered her into putting up a Paypal button. As long as Roo says he wants to fight, the button is staying up. Right now, he is literally living on time that people have donated to keep him in that oxygen tent, otherwise they'd have had to make some hard calls earlier this week. It blows me away that they're doing this for a foster kitty, but that's the kind of people they are. They're good people. I want to help.

The most recent update here.

If you can send a good thought or two, I know the family will appreciate that so much.

Friday, December 14, 2007

I do not have much of a head for alcohol, but Lord, I do love me some Bailey's Irish Cream and Penzey's Hot Chocolate mix. Just sayin. Make it all up with a little soymilk, bit of vanilla bean and a cinnamon stick and you're right smack dab in your happy place. Tomorrow I am going to read this and think, "Holy shit. Mental note. Do not blog whilst drinking." but in the meantime, what the hey.

Yesterday was an exciting day at work for me. We had a visit from our corporate manager. Now, he's a nice guy and normally I like him. But this is the holidays and I do not like anyone, much, right now. Yesterday, he drove me a mite crazy. Like, really. I got a little bit mental and OCD on his ass. Y'all are going to laugh at me for this one, but, I am very definitely a little OCD. There are certain ways that certain things MUST be done and if they are not done that way, I get anxious. And he was doing things wrong. I mean, I'm sure they were fine, but they were just wrong according to me. So here I am, anxiously following Mr. Corporate around the store, politely tapping him on the shoulder every few minutes and saying, "I'm sorry, but that's just wrong." and fixing what he was doing. And then there was the gift wrapping. Do not get me started on the gift wrapping. There is a certain way to gift wrap and all other ways are wrong. HIS way was wrong. I don't know how amused he was to be informed of this. I honestly don't know what I was thinking, except, "OMGWRONG." and I was in the middle of gift wrapping 8 verbena candles when he got all helpful on me and then this whole smackdown came down about the wrapping.

Mr. Corporate Manager does not know I am teh crazy but I think he may be starting to figure it out.

I also cut my thumb with a box cutter. Twice. Because I stuck it in the pocket of my apron and the blade wasn't secure and it slipped and I cut myself. Did I mention, TWICE? Before deciding that maybe I should take the box cutter out of my apron pocket? I am, apparently, immune to operant conditioning. If this were a lab and I were a rat, I'd be getting all manner of shocks in my quest for the cheese. It's like fish flakes and the little plastic castle. "Oh, box cutter *stab* ow!." ..... la la la la la.... "Oh, box cutter *stab* OW." ... la la la la la.... "Oh.... wait.... box cutter. Where have I seen this before? Do you have a bandaid? Perhaps, two? Would you mind fetching them while I ponder the completely unrelated mysteries of Box Cutter In My Pocket and Why Am I Bleeding?"

Also dropped a new roll of cello on my head and then almost hit a customer with it (accidentally) but won my saving throw and instead knocked all our lotion testers off the counter. By dropping a roll of cello on them. While I was down on the floor picking those up, I whacked my head on the corner of the counter. Then, I kicked the trash over (accidentally), tripped over it as I was walking to the counter with 8 jars of honey precariously stacked in my arms BUT IT WAS OKAY. I did not drop any of the honey. Knocked the keyboard off the cash desk, lost the magic money pen, scratched myself with the tape gun and knocked plastic olives onto the ground, yes. But I didn't drop any honey.

Later, I made the Baby Jesus cry. And broke the internet.

Ok, those last two are total hyperbole. But the rest of it? All true. My day was lame. The very best part was when I drove home and made myself the aforementioned hot cocoa, handed the children my credit card and told them to order Thai and went to bed with the kittens and my new electric blanket.

"Mama is going to bed with a toddy, children. You're on your own."

Such is the life of a holiday retail person.

Sunday, December 09, 2007

Stash Enhancement Expedition

S.E.X. on the first date

Two skeins of sock yarn and two skeins of Elizabeth Lavold silky wool wot I think is going to become a Branching Out. Seems a good weight for an LA scarf and the color will look spiffy with my new coat.

Because I totally need another scarf and more yarn, right?

Saturday, December 08, 2007

pulled pork

Carolina style pulled pork, served right, with the cole slaw ON TOP, inside the bun. Top that sucker off with some vinegar and sauce and you are looking at some of the best eating LA has to offer.

Baby Blues BBQ, on Lincoln Ave. in Venice, 2 blocks south of Rose (at Sunset)

They also do a fine glass of sweet tea. As it should be.
I just have to say that when someone is willing to go into a yarn store and smell Elizabeth Lavold Silky Wool and fondle alpaca, that's a very good internet date and full of WIN.

"You took him to a yarn store???" the youngest eyerolled. "Mom. That's like, so totally a third date thing. Don't you know anything?"

Well. Anyway. I may be lame and not know anything, but I had a really nice time today.
It does feel nice to finish something! In the last few days, I've made several of those one row handspun scarves.

one row handspun scarf, leaf peep one row handspun scarf, rosy rocks

The first scarf is handspun yarn that I made from the Spunky Eclectic roving in "Leaf Peep" and the second is spun from Funky Carolina's "Rosy Rocks" - the Leaf Peep is bulky weight, I'd say the Rosy Rocks is a little thinner gauge, maybe a heavy worsted but with some slubs and a little of the thick and thin going on here and there. Both of them knit up great. That's SUCH a fun pattern. I think I'm going to use it for some socks. It's a fun rib. These scarves are both earmarked for Christmas gifts. Just enough to wrap and knot, then tuck the ends into a winter coat. Very pretty and very warm.

one row handspun scarf, leaf peep one row handspun scarf, rosy rocks

Today has been much with the teenage girl induced drama. Some days, as I've said elsewhere, the best you can do is just try to surf the waves of chaos and try not to fall in.

So now the only two WIPs I am feeling particularly urgent about are Lady E and That Damn Painter's Scarf. And due to what is probably a permanent falling out between me and That Damn Painter, there is no way in hell I am sending off almost a hundred bucks worth of silk and mohair blend handpaint that involved HOURS of knitting time, to someone who can't appreciate a good thing when they're lucky enough to have found it. I can't bear to keep it, I can't bear to wear it, I don't want to frog it... and I have to get it the hell out of here. The problem I'm having is, I already gave it to that person, and maybe it's tacky to not actually send it to them, but... I just can't. I've given enough already. Not One More Ounce Of Anything.

This, kiddies, is what is known as being Tossed Out The Airlock Into The Cold, Airless Vacuum Of Space. It doesn't happen very often, but I'm finding my boundaries are a lot easier to assert lately, and I'm a lot more ready to just call bullshit when I see it and have done already. My hand is poised on the airlock button a lot more often these days. I just don't have the time or patience to play stupid games.

I think I'm gonna finish The Scarf Formerly Known As That Damn Painter's, bathe it and block it, and just tuck it away until I know what to do with it. Something will come to me.

SO that first, then on to finishing Lady E. Maybe I can get her done by the New Year and sent off to her recipient who should have something warm and cuddly while it's still cold enough to enjoy it.

Finishing is a good thing to do at the tag end of the old year, cleaning up and making room for the new. That applies to life as much as knitting.

Tuesday, December 04, 2007

It does feel good to finish something. Fueled by my recent Clapotis success, I've picked Lady E back up and started putting more squares onto her. I also cast on and am about 2/3 of the way through a scarf that I'm giving as a gift this holiday.

Handspun One Row Scarf

This is the first yarn I spun on my Kromski and so the scarf is a gift for my mom who bought me the wheel for my birthday last year. Got the idea to use the Yarn Harlot's One Row Handspun Scarf pattern from Cass, who was my downhill pal for the recent SP11, because she knit one up recently and it looked SO GOOD I knew it was the perfect pattern for Mom's scarf.

FC-November Daze

November's Funky Carolina roving of the month club "November Daze" - merino/bamboo top. Isn't it gorgeous? I can't wait to spin this one up and whatever I make with it is going to be MINE. I don't think I'll be gifting this yarn.

I really ought to get my arse in gear. I have so many plans for today. Alas, none of them involve actual yarn. All of them include things that will make my grotty apartment, er, less grotty!

Oh, and internet dating? I'm going on an actual internet date. Well, not a date on the internet, but, I'm meeting someone for lunch. Yes, in a well lit public place! I am cautiously optimistic! The emailing has been very nice.

I'm going on my first actual "date" with someone (virtually unknown to me, not a part of my tight knit group of friends/community or from the ren faire) for the first time in... oh bugger... *counts* well... at least 14 years.

Cue the panic. I wonder if I should wax my eyebrows.

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

clapotis

Well I suppose the one thing that can be said for being flat on one's arse for 4 days is that one tends to finish up those lingering projects...

clapotis finished!

I didn't do as many repeats across as the pattern called for, so have a definite scarf sized finished object. I don't think I'm going to block it either, I really like the way it curls in and around on itself.

The yarn is Schaeffer Helene in the "Mr. Funny" colorway - it was a gift from my Handsome Cabin Boy about 3 birthdays ago. I'm so glad I found the perfect project for it!

It's amazing how much better antibiotics can make you feel. I'm not saying I feel *good*, mind you, but I feel a hell of a lot better than I did 24 hours ago.

Tuesday, November 27, 2007

All I want for Christmas is...

two happy kidneys!

I'd been feeling kind of crap the last few days - really just like six kinds of arse warmed over. It started on Saturday when I came home from work and uncharacteristically passed out. By Sunday night I was in a lot of pain, the fever was edging up and I was thinking maybe we should head to the ER. I held off because I am a doctor's child. A doctor who used to take ER call. Experience has taught me that unless blood is pouring out, bones are splintered and one is vomiting aliens, one does NOT bother the nice doctors at the ER with something that can otherwise be seen during business hours. And honestly? The aliens thing is debatable. If they're very small, it's polite to let the doctor enjoy his holiday weekend with his family. Make an appointment on Monday**. Anyway, things backed off just enough for me to get through yesterday until I could get an appt. with my own comfy doctor - and sure enough, I have a nasty kidney infection brewing. But now I have drugs. And drugs are good. In the next 24-48 hours I should be up and, if not bouncing around again, at least not pretending to be one of the living dead.

I've missed a LOT of work. Fortunately my co-workers have been amenable to shift swapping so my paycheck won't take a hit (a good thing, considering XMr.YP's current unemployedness) but I'd best be able to get my arse to the shop on Thursday or I will start losing money. And now would be a bad time for that.

The one good thing about being sick is that it is good for finishing, and I am soooooo close to being finished with Clapotis. I think I may even finish it tonight and that would be SO dandy.

**This only holds true if it's me. If it is one of my kids, fuck that, we're going to the ER at the first sign of alien activity.

Also, my own doctor has mentioned that perhaps this attitude is a tad extreme and that really, the ER docs won't mind if I come in for something a titch less dire than aliens of an unusual size.

But whatever. I know the truth. Everyone waits until the weekend or the holiday. I just never want to be That Guy, even if I'm sick enough not to qualify.

Monday, November 26, 2007

Internet Dating, or, No, I Will Not Help You Get Your Green Card.

Internet dating is not as awful as I had anticipated, though I have not, as yet, gone on any actual dates and indeed am really wary about doing so. I've had some messages from one or two people that resulted in some nice email exchanges. The idea that we might go do coffee has been put forward. One hopes that if chemistry and the laws of attraction and life and other things don't pan out, that the option for expanding local community is still open. One problem with sites like these is you run into people and think, "Dude! I don't want to date you but I'd love to hang out, I think we'd have fun and be great pals." but of course, everyone is there to hook up, so "let's just be friends" doesn't often result in an invitation to come to regular poker games or beer and pizza nights with the guys. And that's sad, because I am not too bad at just being one of the guys, too. Even if I am usually knitting while I'm playing poker. And I could use some more plain, old, garden variety friends of the flesh and blood variety.

Then there've been one or two messages from people that made me think things like...

"No, I'm not going to help you get your green card." and "Oh my god you've got to be kidding, did you even READ my profile or did your little horny Republican ass just register 'female' and 'breathing'?" and "No, I don't want to f*ck your wife while you watch."

*sigh*

But on the whole, not as awful as I feared. I think I do live in a good area for it. There's a lot of folks here in So Cal and it's entirely possible to miss like minded individuals in the sheer crush of humanity.

And if none of that pans out, well... I've got plenty of hilarity ensuing around here with just me and the cats.

circumstantial evidence

Sunday, November 25, 2007

Oh prepaid sock clubs... how instant is your gratification. How welcome!

ZYG-cabernet

A month or two ago, Zen Yarn Garden put up a blog and sign up for the "Sumptuous Sock Yarn Club" and she said she would be featuring things like Mongolian cashmere, silk, and other luxe fibers. How could I resist signing up? How very happy I am now that I did!

It's very happy to get random yarn in the mail.

I was at the yarn store yesterday, getting the last few things for my SP11 final reveal box (I'm late, I know, but better late than never!) and I walked up to the counter with my gifts and whipped out my card to pay for them and said, "Well none of this is for me. I'm on a budget." and my Yarn Pusher said, "Oh then you won't want to see the new Rio De La Plata handpainted sock yarn we just put out. It's merino. But you don't want to see that."

RDLP

Bitch.

No, just kidding, she's my favorite yarn pusher, and I won't be supporting the store this holiday season because this was my last yarn purchase for a good long time (ahahahahaha! she says that now! Ahaha! ha!) and so I didn't feel so bad for, um, just one last skein before I'm on my budget.

I'm going to try to actually spin today if I can ever get through the household chores (2nd load of dishes and I still have to do the bathrooms and the living room). The morning got rather filled with errands. SO much for that "relaxing day at home" I had planned!
pie for breakfast

This is the best part about thanksgiving.

happy

There's something about the comforting ritual of a pot of tea, a quiet breakfast after the revelry of the night before.

sated

Infinitely satisfying.

Thursday, November 22, 2007

Finally!

stuffed mushrooms

The oven sort of half-assedly broke and meant that our turkey took forever to cook - dinner didn't get onto the table until quite late.

green beans

But there was dinner. And it was marvelous. We were very grateful to have it.

lots of rolls

I have a lot to be thankful for this year, as ever.

silly

And yes, the youngest is flipping her sister off as a matter of fact. Obviously I've raised them to be young ladies with exquisitely genteel manners.

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Well now I'm ever so much more glad for having the foresight to sign up for yarn clubs and pay for them when I had a little extra cash. Because that's gonna come in handy.

The ex Mr YP just lost his job yesterday, poor guy, which is also potentially really crappy for me and the kids. I've got some emergency funds socked away that'll help me keep afloat in the short term, but I must say that I'm a titch worried about what we'll be looking like after the first of the year and the holidays if a job doesn't pan out right away. Ok, I'm a lot worried. But I know we'll figure something out. Good vibes for the ex Mr. YP to find a great new job in his field that will be challenging and exciting and positive for him (and also pay really well and include bennies) are very appreciated if you feel like sending such vibes our way.

I'm really ready for the plagues of ice cream parties, ponies, fluffy bunnies, ducklings, rainbow sparkles and alpaca to start. When do those start? I'm heartily sick of this whole plague of unemployment, divorce and locusts paradigm.

Happy Thanksgiving, y'all. May there be bunnies, rainbows and alpaca.

Tuesday, November 20, 2007

*sigh* I am procrastinating when I should be leaving for work.

I've been surfing porn.

pigeonroof 4

How can you not when it's just spread out for your delectation on the table like that?

pigeonroof 1pigeonroof 2pigeonroof 3pigeonroof 5

This is several Pigeonroof Studios orders I'd made and paid for previously over the last, er, 6 months? And due to supplier problems, they just all got here today. It was like, Christmas, in a box.

Can I just roll around on my stash naked instead of going in to work today? I don't WAAAANNA go to work today. I want to wallow in fiber.
On less than 5 hours of sleep, this just cracked me the hell up.



today is our big pre-TG shipment. The one that broke me last year, in fact. It is an understatement to say that I am less than pleased to have been scheduled to put it away again this year. *headdesks* I understand staffing needs, but, can I just say in advance.... OW.
Internet dating.

Where you refresh your matches and stare at the same profiles and see that those profiles have been "stalking" you but not messaging you, and you're not messaging them either because OMG it's like a 7th grade dance and what if they're not messaging you because they don't LIKE you and so you're just going to sit there and twiddle your thumbs while disco lights play across an empty dance floor.

It is lesbian sheep syndrome extreme.

This amazingly cute Brit came into the store today and bought some amazing stuff as a gift, and I said, "Wow someone will be happy." and he said, "I am hoping she'll cook me dinner with it." and I thought, "OMG! I WILL COOK FOR YOU SEXXEH BRIT BOY! I WILL! ANYTHING YOU WANT, I WILL COOK IT." and instead, I said, "That'll be $..." and "Have a happy holiday." and then sighed wistfully as he walked away.

I suppose it's nice to know at least, that this sudden desire for companionship and social interaction means that I am not dead, right? I mean, I guess it means that I'm "back" in some way, among the living and breathing and no longer shell-shocked by divorce?

I heard "Santa Baby" 15 times today.

Fif. Teen. Times. And it was mostly the Madonna version too. The crappy one. I only heard the Eartha Kitt version once.

"Jingle Bell Rock" came in at a measly 4.

Still 4 times too many.

Monday, November 19, 2007

That's a whole lotta Raven...
BMFA-the raven

Haida, Korrpi, RookY, and Corvid, to be precise. OMG. Am so very getting Haida and Korrpi in S2S kits when I can afford to buy fiber again.

tempted/spinning bunny

Sock Club! The first rule of sock club is, of course, don't talk about sock club. Unless sock club is fabulous and contains angora, cashmere or handpainted fabulosity, in which case one must whip out the camera and blog it immediately, right?

The orange skein to the left is Tempted Sock Club's November offering. Gorgeous! Not my usual palette, but I think I like it way more than I'd ordinarily like orangey colors. I think it's the speckles that make it texturally interesting to me. I can't wait to knit it up! She always does such insanely gorgeous colorways and if she can make me like orange, that's really saying something. The one to the right is Spinning Bunny's Angora Sock Club's November offering in "aurora borealis". SO. PRETTY.

I was smart - when I had some extra cash I signed up and paid for several sock or fiber clubs. So now I shall be getting periodic fixes of fabulous sock yarn and rovings wot are already paid for, which should help me stay on my yarn diet.

The holidays are in full swing at my place of employment, which means Santa's Magic Castle is back, as are the strolling Victorian carolers, the music, the lights, the shoppers, the crazy hours.... I am working every night this week except for Thanksgiving. Not a lot of time for knitting. Mostly I'm just putting in a row here or a row there on various projects already in progress. Trying not to stab anyone with a knitting needle on purpose or by mistake, while trying to get through the crush of people who are between me and food while on my lunch breaks.

Yesterday was a baby shower that a friend and I helped put on for one of our friends who is finally pregnant after over a year of trying, so not much knitting time either. Lots of good food, good presents, good friends and happy baby vibes, though.

Pretty!

Not sure what face the youngest is making there, but they are both so awesome, yes? I do love them so.

I decided to dive into, er, internet dating, after watching Must Love Dogs again. Because it's been 11 months since Mr. YP moved out and I wouldn't mind going to the movies or to coffee with someone nice. Not that I'm looking to move someone into Casa YP, but, a date would be nice. Dressing up and being appreciated would be nice. Right? Yeah. That's going well. Except, not really and kind of laughably really. I don't think a single mom with two teenagers, four cats, a dog, and a HUGE yarn stash is exactly the hottest thing on the singles internet market.

And I keep getting "matched" with computer geeks who like tiki culture and fire spinning. I just DIVORCED a computer geek who spins fire and loves tiki culture. Am I typecast much? I'm not saying anything about computer geeks, fire spinning and tiki, in fact, I'd go for that if the person were nice - but hey, how about an international financier with his own jet, a collection of vintage motorcycles, Simon Le Bon's phone number? Or for that matter, how about Simon Le Bon?

I dream. I digress. I think I am probably never going to do well at internet dating, except to provide hilarious blog fodder, should someone ever bite.

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Yunnan gnome hat

Sometimes you really need to finish something. The fact that this is now a completed item of holiday knitting just makes finishing it better!! I have officially finished one of my holiday gifts! Let there be dancing!

I'm calling this the Yunnan Gnome Hat because the colors remind me of tea (Yunnan tea in particular) and this is a very acorny/elfy/tomten sort of hat with the wee point and tassel. I actually did that part on purpose to make it elfy. Like the oldest says, "Mom, it wouldn't be yours if something wasn't whimsical and a little silly about it." This was knit with some of my handspun in the "nightshade" colorway from Spunky Eclectic. I think it will be very, very warm. And I love the self striping nature of the yarn. Handspun is nifty!

funky singles

First bobbin of singles in the "unearthed" colorway from Funky Carolina. Not doing anything special with the colors in this one, just letting them spin up and will ply together the way they want.

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

My jury duty is done. At the end of it all, I am drained and sad, so I am getting some kitten therapy in the form of Honey who is keeping me company. Actually, I think Honey is keeping my hot rice bag company, and I just happen to be under the hot rice bag, but, I'll take what I can get. It's purry and cosy.

I hope I never have to do it again, or at least not for a good long while. I have done my civic duty. I sat on a jury that handed down a verdict that is probably going to send two people to prison, CA law being what it is about felonies and strikes. I'm gonna carry the weight of it for a long time. That's what I'm carrying tonight and it's a tough one, much as I think we were right. Much as I know their own choices landed them in front of our jury box. I'm not much of a prayer saying person, and I don't mean this in some smarmy "I'll pray for them to 'see the light and be good people.'" way, but I will pray for those people. Because they are going to a hard, dark place and they are IN a hard dark place and I will pray for some light for them that is not about morals or judgement, but is just about sustenance and the human soul.

Sometimes, "right" is not "easy" and doing the right thing can be heartbreaking. But I am glad that the law and the judicial process is something that is heavy, because it would not be ok if it were "easy", I think.

Kitten and penzey's hot chocolate for me. I'm just too sad to talk about yarn tonight, though I'm hoping I feel like picking some up later.

Monday, November 12, 2007

handspun lace detail
Sakina Needles Dusty Cornflower roving, BFL, 4 oz.

About as close to a lace 2 ply as I've gotten. Still drying, so not sure what the wpi is. Gorgeous. The roving was all in shades of blue, mauve, cream and brown and the result spun/plied up into a yarn that will have long stripey stretches of heathered color. I am thinking that it will be good for a lacy scarf. Not quite sure how many yards I got, but at least 200. Yay!

handspun detail

Couldn't wait to get started on the Funky Carolina "unearthed" roving today, so that's going onto the bobbin in bits and spurts. Just about to start the decrease section on Clapotis, that too is coming on swimmingly. I think I'll get the Clap done in time to wear it during the cold bits of November and December. Or for what passes for "cold" here in LA, at least!

Sunday, November 11, 2007

Yesterday's spin in at the WeHo Farmer's Market coincided with the WeHo SnB, so we had quite a jolly little group. Bunch of spinners couldn't make it, but 3 of us joined the rest of the knitters already in attendance and much fun was had.

I finished plying up the Sakina Needles "Dusty Cornflower" BFL this morning. I think it's maybe the best handspun I've ever done to date. Definitely verging on the laceweight 2 ply. WOW! How did that happen??? I don't know. But I love it! Alas, it is begging to be gifted to a specific someone, so I can't keep it. :-) but I think the recipient is going to love it.

Pictures tomorrow after I wash it and set the twist. Tomorrow is my day off between jury duty all week and working all weekend, and I intend to do fuck all with it. Except perhaps some laundry and some cleaning and... yeah. You know. All the stuff one does when one is doing nothing.

Friday, November 09, 2007

I am.... so damn tired.

Jury duty continues. I have to go back next week. I don't know when we're going to be done but I really hope next week is it.

I was supposed to have tomorrow off but that is not to be. No, I get to work a closing shift and then another one again on Sunday. Why is my nice day off cancelled? Well...

Dear Co-worker who blew off his shift and didn't show up for work and is now so very fired which means I have to cover and have no day off this weekend.
F*ck you very much. Could you ram your head any farther up your arse if you tried? I don't think so.
No love.
Me
PS: You are so very fired.


Um, so, yeah. Rough week. Over an hour and a half to make it home from downtown to the westside tonight after court recessed. I only live 20 minutes away from downtown via the 10. That's just redonkulous to sit in traffic for so long.

Still very much going to make it to the spin in tomorrow. I can spin, have lunch, then go to work and do my shift. Long day, yes, but I don't have to miss the one fun part of my weekend, at least!

I'm trying to muster the energy to make dinner and then maybe spin up the last bit of BFL from Sakina, so I can start something new for the spin in tomorrow. Or ply. Or something. Pictures tomorrow!
I think there's a knit blogger drinking game that tells you to take a big ole shot of something when someone blogs, "OMG, I have too much fiber and no money, WHAHAHAHA, call the whahhhhmbulance, OMG, like, yarn diet totallyoMG!!!"

Yeah, omg. Yarn diet. Me. Too much fiber, no money. I gotta become a yarn teetotaler for a while, alas. Whahahahahaha.

Go ahead. Pour a shot. I'll wait.

No, no, really. I've got time.

Better now? Glad I could help.

In all seriousness, we learned today that the ex Mr. YP's company is terminating our health insurance at the end of the year. We'll be able to continue to pay for it out of pocket and get it through the company's plan, but they will no longer cover any portion of it. Rates have, apparently, tripled, in the last year. To say that I'm a bit nervous about this is an understatement. To say that we'll have to tighten up is also an understatement. It's a good thing I paid off all our credit cards. Now we can funnel the payment to insurance instead. Too bad about college, kids. I doubt we'll keep our dental coverage, it'll be all we can do to maintain the medical.

So yeah. It was really fun while it lasted, being able to buy yarn and join clubs and spend "extra" money on fun things like that. But losing our paid health insurance? That is a big reshifting of priorities. Oh boy is it ever. I've really taken having access to healthcare for granted. I've taken having doctors and dental care for granted.

There is something fundamentally broken when you wake up and think, "gosh I've taken going to the doctor for granted, and that was really unrealistic of me." because I'm sorry but, access to healthcare should NOT be a luxury.

Access to healthcare IS a luxury in this country. Health insurance is a luxury. And it oughtn't be. It makes me angry. It should have made me a LOT angrier, a lot sooner, and I'm ashamed about that.

I know what MY big election day issue is going to be next year.

Back to reality.

Tuesday, November 06, 2007

Hey, those Raven Clan colorways I mentioned last night? They come in Sheep 2 Shoe kits. And laceweight. Just sayin, you know, in case you felt like you had an abundance of sock yarn.

I have the best SP11 partner EVER. She went to Rhinebeck and she bought me a Sheep 2 Shoe kit! And the pattern for Loksins which I have on my Ravelry queue! And funny postits! I am full of the squee!

SP11 reveal

That colorway is, I think, Purple Rain. I could be wrong, that's my only complaint about the S2S kits, they don't put the actual colorway ON the kit! But I'm 99% sure it's Purple Rain, which makes sense as that'd be my name and all. Whatever colorway it is, I love it! Hours of spinning, hours of knitting, hours of fun! My SP made sure that everything she sent me was a complete project's worth, which is pretty cool since my stash is getting more and more complete project oriented these days.

Thank you Secret Pal!

FC-UNEARTHED
Funky Carolina's roving of the month club offering for October. "Unearthed" isn't it gorgeous? I can't wait to spin this up!

a pasha's retreat
My kittens are NOT spoiled. I just want to make that very clear. Not. Spoiled. Though you should see them chasing the new laser pointer toy we just bought them when we acquired the bed and their $2 a can organic food. Stop laughing at me. Just stop!

Awakened today by the sound of my eldest screaming "Hey MOM! Why is the bathroom FLOODED???" and it's gone downhill from there. Add in our old cat Puff projectile horking all over the house in the wee hours and my youngest getting horribly sick in the night, and you've got my morning. And now I get to go get ready for jury duty!

Today, instead of architectural ramblings, I plan to do a side by side comparison of all the taquitos on Olvera Street. I plan to start at Cielito Lindo on one end and hit all the stands on the way up. I have done research. I have looked into this issue. I'm sure I will have important taquito information to report when I get home.