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This holiday, I’m determined to have my presents knit by Christmas. The universe seems to have different plans. *sigh*

When I asked my mom over the summer what she wanted for Christmas, she said “nothing”. That doesn’t help me. Maybe I should have listened to her. The problems I’ve had working on these socks is monumental. I can’t believe I haven’t given up yet.

This is what I bought      It’s Knit Picks Stroll Sport Sock yarn in Marti Gras. It came in October some time and has been sitting in little plastic baggies until I was ready to cast on. That didn’t last long as I think I cast on that weekend. First while casting on, (2@a time) I cast on one inside out. Second try; It turns out that I made them too  big and I had screwed up on the cables. So I frogged it and started over. I hate frogging, but these are for my mom so she can have warm feet on the days she has playground duty, or just keep her feet warm in the house (my parents house tends to be a bit on the cold side).

So I got started on the third try. I was booking along with the toe increases (I knit toe-up) and then my needles break (order to be done by christmas I needed to knit 2 at a time so I made the decision to not use my DPNs). My 47in cord broke. I thought I might be able to fix it, so I super glued it and used clear nail polish to smooth out the sanded areas. I think I got through a round then set it aside as I had another project I was working on.

So there I am, knitting and chilling watching some TV and I get up to get something to drink and I see a string stretching from my dinning room to my bedroom. Uh, oh. This can’t be good. The kitten….(pictured below)

She just looks innocent.

Don't let her innocence fool you, she's a yarn killer!

had decided that she would play with the contents of my knitting bag which just happened to be two balls of the above mentioned yarn. She had turned it into a rats nest. ARGH!

So I forged ahead. I tried to knit another round when LOW and BEHOLD! my needles break AGAIN!

I put the socks aside and vow to myself to invest in a NICE pair of circs. It’s vital to the completion of my Christmas knitting. I head down to the not-so-local-to-me-but-super-helpful LYS to pick up some Addi Circs. I completely convinced myself that I needed 40s instead of 47s. I was wrong. WAY too short….well, 7 inches too short. Did you know that it’s illegal to return knitting needles in this state? WTH? I walked out with my correct size needles anyway and headed home….after a quick stop to buy some Pattons Classic which was on sale at Michael’s and will soon be a present for my Dad.

I spent the afternoon winding and untangling purple yarn and getting my socks back on circs. I have pictures of all of this but we had a computer melt down this week and the card reader for the camera is not connected and since this is the Boy’s area, I’m not touching anything I’m not completely sure of.

Hopefully the saga of those socks are done…

BUT THEN…. the Yarn Killer (see pictured above) got a hold of my already knit socks which were blocking and pulled out this long loop that took me an hour and a half to re-incorporate back into the sock! ARGH!

Hope you are having better luck with your holiday knitting!

Live Long and Prosper!

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For this very important message……

I miss my cat!

That is all.

We now return you to your regularly scheduled reading.

Let me update you on my life.

Thursday: Work at 8:30 am. Getting excited for my trip to Detroit for my friends Bachlorette Party. It’s not going to be raunchy, pirate themed, so it will be rowdy! I’m finally starting to get some projects at work. I work on those, check out some blogs(WeaselMomma [cuz I can’t get enough] and VodkaMom [cuz she’s too funny too]), and chit chat with co-workers.

On my way home, I’m so excited because I have decided what to make for dinner and I only have to pick up 2 things from the store. I get home, prepare dinner, wait for my man to come home, feed him, decide that I haven’t seen my cat in a while so I look under the couch(his favorite hiding place from The Boy) and see that he is not there. I start to panic. Where is he? Did he get caught in the closet? No. Is he under the sink? No. Oh god… oh god… oh god… where is my baby? Now for those of you who have a connection of any kind with anything you love you’ll know my panic. I was freaking out. Completely hysterical. The Boy tried his best to keep me calm and try to stay optimistic  but I knew better. We walked outside, around the block, looked under cars, called his name, left signs in the building…etc…. I cried my eyes out. I had such a special connection to that cat… he was my buddy. My heart was broken.

Three days after I moved into my apartment, The Boy and I witnessed a cat fall/jump from the porch of one of the apartments on my floor to the sidewalk below. He didn’t survive. I had a feeling that is what happened to my beautiful boy. The Boy had left the door open to the porch to get some air in the place. He didn’t realize that the screen door wasn’t latched tightly. My little buddy walked out onto the porch, when he couldn’t get back in, he jumped. The Boy found him in the dumpster behind my apartment.  I still have a tough time in the mornings. That was our time to bond with out The Boy being around. Now he’s gone. His beautiful face… his charming personality… he was such a comfort to me when times were hard… and a joyous friend when things were wonderful. He listened without judgement, never told me I was fat, never complained that my feet were cold…. *sigh* I’ll miss him SO much.

Friday: I spent a lot of time crying. Especially in the morning. I kept myself together for a better part of the day at work. I got my hair cut…now I FINALLY have a haircut that I can live with. This  is the link where I talk about my crappy hair cut… Got home and started packing for my weekend trip. I was leaving Saturday morning, early. I wanted to make a casserole for The Boy so he had something to eat for the weekend, I needed to complete laundry, and finish packing. I got everything ready and set it aside for the morning. Then I settled down and fell asleep.

Saturday morning(6am): I’m up and ready for the trip. My bags are packed and I’m ready to go. I’m out the door and in a cab and on my way to Union Station. The train leaves at 8:30am and I’m ready! Train leaves the station and I call my friend to tell her that I am on my way. She calls me back about an hour later and says, “where are you on your way to?” Turns out the Bachlorette Party isn’t until NEXT weekend! GRRRRR…. well, more like *MOAN*. I’m so emotionally drained at this point that I just want to teleport back to Chicago. So, I turn around in Kalamazoo, sit in the station for 3 hours waiting for the train back to Chi-town and knit, The Boy meets me at the station in Chicago, I realize that I left my gloves on the train, beg for them to let me back to get them(they do! and the guy who helped me got a  GREAT BIG HUG! THANK YOU AMTRAK), then The Boy and I make a bee-line to the bar. At 7:30pm we are finally back home and in bed… of course I pass out…

The rest of the weekend was relatively uneventful. Sunday morning was spent in tears over the loss of my beautiful cat. Church was okay. The Boy and I made Baked Potato Soup(YUMMY!) and drank beer….. then sleep. I’m really exhausted today. Can’t imagine why….

Live Long and Prosper.

My beautiful baby boy is gone. The boy left the door open yesterday to let in some fresh “clean” air. The screen door must not have been closed tightly enough and my beautiful cat got outside and fell off the porch. The boy found him in the dumpster behind the building. I’m happy to know where he is because the thought of him out there suffering in the cold and being scared, tired and hungry had me in hysterics last night. It is taking all I have today to make it through a workday. My eyes are puffy, my head hurts, and I am exhausted. Tomorrow I am on my way to Michigan to party up my friends Bachlorette party. w  h   o   o     h    o   o   …..

All I really want to do is go home and sleep… *sniff sniff*

I’m still here. I have been not motivated at all. I’ve been on a couple of job interviews but nothing has come of them. Now that I’ve updated you on that…

The internet here has been spotty. Which is weird cuz I live in such a busy area. We finally have a steady signal so blogging should be easier. OH… AND my laptop broke. The screen went dark and I have to get it fixed, but since I’m unemployed…it will have to wait. There happen to  be two other laptops in this apartment, but one is dead and we need to get a docking station for it… that’s my favorite one… bummer… and the other is working, but not online yet. Ugh…

I’m going a little stir crazy. I went home for Thanksgiving and it was nice to see the family, but my grandma and aunt were there and YIKES! I was so stressed out by the time I got home… I had a cold sore forming on my lip and my face had broken out into what resembles a “pizza face”.  😦

My sister got a new puppy. That’s pretty awesome. He’s adorable.Wintson

The boy and I are looking into moving into a bigger place… we are totally getting on each others nerves right now. A lot of that had to do with no internet…. I am hoping that will help a little.

I think that is all for now… I’m completely broke and it’s depressing. I’m going to catch up on all your blogs. Hope you are all doing well. Thanks for the comments!

Live long and prosper!

Isn’t he the cutest darn thing? I can’t stand it. I wish I could cuddle with him all day! *sigh*

For all you animal lovers out there. These are my babies. =D

Aren’t they precious?