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Mama Nature ~ 2004-12-29
I have been trying to keep up with the news, without coming across visual representation of it. Why? I’m not sure. I wonder if seeing the pictures of what happened is some sort of penance that we should pay for being lucky. I wonder if not seeing the pictures will make it less real? We’re so visual with our news – the memory of those planes hitting the towers is burned into my memory. Do I need a visual of this to grieve, to better make sense of it? I don’t know. For now I think that all that I can imagine is probably equal to the devastation that I would see.
Mother Nature is powerful. It’s wrong to ignore the possibility of natural disaster in any of our lives. Global warming will change what we view as “normal” in our world. What can I do beside send aid to those in need? I can petition my government to recognize that unless our country works with the rest of the world to curb industry and emissions disasters such as these could happen more frequently. It may not be in my generation, or in my grandchildren’s but it will happen someday and it scares the living crap out of me.
Small world, big blog, lots of knitting ~ 2004-12-29
So, a few months ago I was riding on the T and I saw a woman knitting miles and miles of I-cord. I was late (the new way of life post marriage to a slow southern man) and was a bit harried. I noticed a red plastic bag and thought to myself, I have seen that bag before. I rushed off the train and zoomed on to work. At work I spent my usual morning waking up and checking email. My blog was in its infancy and there was little action on the comment front. This morning I had a sweet comment from a woman named Elisa. I traveled on over to her blog and whoa and behold – this was where I had seen the red plastic bag?! To make a long story short – I met Elisa not long after at the Circles Anniversary Party. We hit it off and got to talking. During conversation I whined and moaned like I do to any stranger about my desire to find a new job and this and that and blah and bunk.
Well…Elisa suggested then, and again later, that I give her my resume to submit to the organization that she worked for. Being the frank on a bun that I am I let her know that indeed I would take her up on that and she must not offer unless she was serious as cancer about this service. You see, as most of you know, a resume submitted by an employee gets you a phone call. A resume submitted to HR gets you a nice long stay in a manila file folder that absolutely does nothing for your complextion.
Resume submitted I prepare for the long, albeit now shorter, wait to a phone call. Two days later – I am told to contact a hiring manager. Two days later I’m asked to come in for an interview in two days. Two days later I go for the interview (in my new suit, yah new threads) and spend not the two hours I was told I would spend there…but five hours with four different people. Miss Elisa treated me to some much need nourishment somewhere in there but really, at this point, it’s all a blur. I’ve never been through such a mentally exhausting day. My thesis defense was less of an effort. One week later I was offered the position. Two days later I accepted. One day later I notified my current employer. Two weeks after my interview. I start in two weeks.
Not much time. Funny how things fall into place.
No knitting = No blog = no blog friends = no opportunity for new job = whining and complaining Bookish Girl.
Crazy huh? Thanks Elisa, you rock.
I’m in a Hotel and I have Wireless ~ 2004-12-28
I have permanent underwear creases on my ass from sitting for so long. The trip was scheduled to take 11.5 hours, which sucks on anyone’s watch. Traffic in every city between Bowling Green, KY and Rochester, NY brought us closer to 13.5. Thank goodness the dogs are at my parent’s house. They most certainly would have eaten us before reaching our destination. My conclusion, anywhere south of Cleveland, no idea what to do with snow. Huh, plow shoulders, what for? God forbid someone NEED TO DRIVE IN ONE TO ESCAPE CRAZY TRUCK DRIVERS.
My favorite thing about our most recent trip to KY (my hubby’s birthing ground)? He can be the translator for a few days and I don’t ever have to even talk in public.
Merry Christmas ~ 2004-12-26
Merry Christmas to you all! I’m in Upstate New York being shuttled from family to friends to family to friends. It’s been a fabulous holiday. I hope you’ve had the same. We’re off to Kentucky tomorrow. No worries, I’ve got the name of a yarn shop in my purse ready to visit. Rob said, “Why do you have to go to so many yarn shops? Aren’t they all the same?” My answer: They’re fun! He finally figured it out, “Is it like going to guitar stores?”
I swear you could see the light bulb go off in his head.
Love to you all and Happy Holidays!
I’m really screwed. However, I think he is more screwed (screwed worse?) ’cause all of those dead football players are going to get him when he gets to heaven. He should have never made me swear on them.
I think he’s getting this for Christmas.
What kind of insanity is this?! ~ 2004-12-22
*Please ignore the fact that this is the same post in which I complain that all of YOU do not post enough. Yes I am a hypocrite; the first step is admitting it to yourself. The second step is to recognize your error and change your ways. Learning from your mistakes is very important. So why the hell don’t you people post more often?!*
1. Mom’s caplet (100% done)
2. Dad’s scarf (75% done)
3. Sister’s Banff (The conversation with myself over this sweater went something like this: I don’t want to talk about it, I just don’t, okay?! Just leave-me-alone. I can’t take it anymore. No, I won’t tell you what happened. It just did and it was awful. Oh, look, ice cream. As you can see, you’ll have to wait for the rest of the Banff saga.)
4. Brother’s wrist warmers (done)
5. G-ma’s scarf (100% done)
Added between then and now:
6. Flower washcloths (40% done) more to do as time permits
7. Booties for Gus (80% done)
8. Treats for random friends: Scarves? Mittens? Hats?
I’m actually not worried. This was all a ploy to put more drama in the blogworld. I’m confident it will all get done. Except for the Banff – that may take some counseling to get through. Anyone know a good knitting therapist?
Knit, knit, knit â€“ Christmas is in 3 days â€“ knit, knit, knit
Cha-Cha-Cha-Changes ~ 2004-12-20
Ahh, another week, another song. This particular song is well suited for today’s post. I have some fabulous news that I’ve been hiding…
I GOT A NEW JOB!!!!
Leaping lizards, this is the best Christmas Present Yet.
Basically, I’ll be moving from a little itty bitty environmental non-profit to a big huge cancer research non-profit. This is a great opportunity for me. I had hit a ceiling in my current job and it was dragging me down. Everyday. I have to say that the blogs were a great salvation. The humor and talent out there is enough to keep anyone who is sick of their job afloat. I’m afraid I’ve become a bit obsessed with them. Well, this new position will hopefully lead me to the land of opportunity and all that jazz. I’m super excited about it and will keep mum about the details. I’m nervous to jinx it. In fact, writing this before I start is really difficult for me. If it backs fires I blame you…
The elves have been busy. I had a super great weekend and once again, it was filled with all things blogland. Julia has done a great job summarizing her year of blogging and knitting. I too have been enriched deeply by all of the talented and crazy bloggers out there. It’s strange to have a community over the Internet. For some bizarre reason, one which can only be understood when you’re in the moment, it works and it feels great. I came across the blogs while googling for help with knitting techniques. What I have found is not only that but people who will stand up for what they believe in, people who find humor in the most mundane tasks, people who love the spiritual process of working with ones hands, and people who support one another in spite of not having a warm body to hug. I am blown away by these people and am inspired by all that they do – knitting and otherwise. I’ve had the pleasure to meet a few in person and it’s amazing how well we all “click.” All the best to each of you this holiday season!
My weekend in dashes:
- Meet up with Melanoma, Stitchy, Jenny and some of Jenny’s friends… These girls are crazy. Melanoma is not covered with any sort of cancer however, she is sick and was weaning herself off Afrin. Her Rogue is coming along nicely and its beauty may just have been the final factor that pushed me onto the bandwagon. Stitcy was kind enough to bring a Stitchy original mix cd with her. This girl is crazy, her mix has Salt ‘n Pepa singing about pushin’ it next to the Andrews Sisters. Sacred and profane and oh so fun.
- Knit, Knit, Knit, Knit, Christmas is in a week, knit, knit, knit, knit.
- Decide to ditch Anna and go for something a bit lighter. Ahh, the siren song of funny, witty novels drew me to the shelves. I came home with three titles this weekend: Straight Man by Richard Russo, An Invisible Sign of My Own by Aimee Bender, and Watermelon by Marian Keyes. I added this to my funny stack at home: The Pleasure of My Company by Steve Martin and A Walk in the Woods by Bill Bryson. Any other funny novels to suggest, they must be well-written? I’ve done David Sedaris.
- Knit, Knit, Knit, Knit, Christmas is in less than a week, knit, knit, knit, knit.
Flower Washcloth from Weekend Knitting by Melanie Faulk
- Watched Shrek 2, not as funny as the other one, but good to – knit, knit, knit, Christmas is in less than a week, knit, knit, knit, knit – while watching
blury…sorry….just pretend you had a few drinks…
I used my eyelet tool and some chain that I had leftover from wedding stuff. I think they look great. I didn’t take any “before wrap” pictures. Here is the after wrap….
I love to wrap packages. So fun.
- Had a fabulous day with Elisa and Mike and our friend Alan. Football on a Sunday with good friends is pretty great. Elisa and I snuck over to Circles where I picked up some yarn to make my Gma a 80th Birthday shawl. We also gorged ourselves with Chinese Food…yum Chinese Food. A treat I can’t always have (I’m allergic to MSG – it’s not a pretty sight.)
- Lastly, I won my first yarn contest. Yippy. Okay, the truth is that my husband won the contest for me. What can I say? The man has a creative mind and all of this yarn around the house has given him “ideas”. CrazyDaisy’s husband let out a cry for help and how could my husband not come to the rescue of knitting widower in need? That’s just the kind of guy he is.
Eh, hem…I swear I didn’t hold his breakfast hostage to get him to enter the contest….never, I would never do such a thing.
I leave you with our Christmas Pig. He holds guard over our tree with the freshly wrapped gifts behind him.
Random Post #1 ~ 2004-12-16
First off, this in an excerpt from an email my sister sent. I love that so many in the world try to keep up the Santa spirit:
In addition to providing missile warnings and air defense for the United States and Canada, NORAD tracks Santa’s progress. It all started when a Colorado department store printed the wrong phone number for a “Santa hotline” on a promotional flyer, and CONAD (NORAD’s predecessor) was flooded with calls from children eager to talk to Santa. Rather than disappoint them, the staff took it upon themselves to track Santa on their radar and keep the kids informed of his whereabouts.
Nowadays, you can keep tabs on Santa on NORAD’s Web site:
In other random news: I finished The Kite Runner. I was not impressed. It entertained me, but the story was missing something. Haven’t put my finger on it yet. Maybe it was too predictable? I’m pretty dense when it comes to symbolism…perhaps I missed something that should have been obvious? I would recommend it, only because it is an interesting peek into a culture that becomes more important everyday.
I also picked up and finished The Good Earth by Pearl Buck. Christmas knitting has left me with a lot of time to read and watch old movies. This was my bookclub’s December selection. I enjoyed this one and read it in about four days. There is no end to the misery a family can cause you. I truly identified with the attachment to the Earth. I may not be as OCD as the main character, however, I do feel this tie to the land and environment. I get a bit grumpy if I stay inside too much.
I’m off to read the Oprah notes on the novel, in hope that I’ll gain some new insight. Dare to mock me and I will put a pox on your head. Whatever beef anyone has about Oprah, she has been great at spreading literacy among adults. Her most recent picks have all been classics, albeit, of the trashy romance novel type. Which I happen to think are the most fun to read. East of Eden, trash. The Good Earth, all about the sex. And now, I’ve picked up Anna Karenina….25 pages in and we’ve already got tortured love and affairs amuck. Ahhh Love, the feeling that spans place and time. All in all of the three Oprah picks that I’ve read (or am reading) there are/is a lot of sexual tension and affairs in many of these picks. However, this doesn’t mean that they are not wonderful books, classics that have brought inspirations to others.
On the end of the year list/book front:
I recently came across this site. It compiles all of the Best of Book Lists into one tidy list. I think I’m over the whole “best of thing.” (I’m so fickle.) Having not read most of the novels listed it’s hard to judge whether they deserve the acclaim. I do love Phillip Roth and have been thumbing his latest book since it came out. Curse that damn book allowance!
Picture Pages, Picture Pages ~ 2004-12-15
KLV named it first and kudos to her. I had a hunch that the character in this cartoon was modeled after the character George in
The Grapes of Wrath (*wrong title, thanks Harry, not sure where my head was*) Of Mice and Men by John Steinbeck. Once again, KLV brought the internet to her and found out, indeed my hunch was right (go to the FAQ). Literature touches so many aspects of our lives, even if we don’t recognize it.
Despite my best efforts I have been making considerable progress on the Christmas List. In fact, I would venture to say that *gasp* I’m almost done. Almost done with the knittable gifts, we have yet to tackle the other portion of the family tree. All in good time.
This is a portion of the blocking that happened last weekend. The whole house was covered. I have to admit that I really enjoyed this. As well as all of the weaving in of ends/seaming etc. I found it to be as satisfying as knitting the pieces. Am I a crazy person?
I’ve completed over half of my Dad’s scarf. It’s taking a loooong time to knit this one up and I’ve finally memorized the pattern repeats. What can I say, I’m a little dense. This picture is super dark, but it’s the only way to see the texture of the cables. My gauge has loosened up quite a bit, so it’s going a lot faster.
I leave you with this cutest picture ever. Gabby has adopted Elisa and Mike as her new favorite people. She just got up and posed for this perfect pic…
Who says Mistle Toe isn’t a Drug? ~ 2004-12-13
My sister, Margaret, and Santa (we actually took this over Thanksgiving at the Tree Farm)
Rob and our Tree
Our Tree (notice the star is from 1970…)
I love Nativity Scenes. My mom gave me this a few years ago.
Me, high on mistletoe, dancing to Christmas Tunes
What’s Christmas without a little lovin’…
What’s Christmas without a little yarn in your tree. I’ve discovered the beauty of Noro…