Thursday, November 26, 2009

my mastercard moment

Number of times i thought about jumping to my doom: 2
Number of times i should have thought about it: at least 3
Speed at which a hefty body falls to the ground: amazingly fast and involves math i am incapable of while medicated
Force at which upper arm hits crossbar on the way down: unspeakable
Number of thought that went through my mind in the execution of this fall: 2
Number of attempts required to repair shattered arm: 2
Place i arrived when i woke up from the second attempt: heaven
Number of staples required for said repair: 25 (i think)

Number of people dependent on me: 2

My social safety net: priceless

Hindsight: 20:20


Saturday, November 14, 2009

Just because...

Today warrants a blog post, fueled by hormones and people's general stupidity.

Just because I'm a knitter it doesn't mean I'm old. I just am old. Ditto on being a dork.

Just because I'm a knitter it doesn't mean I'm going to be ultra patient waiting 6 months for you to ship me something. I pay for it, I want it.

Just because I'm a knitter it doesn't mean I'm willing to knit acrylic crap for the love of it.

Just because I'm a knitter it doesn't mean I'm going to knit you stuff.

Just because I'm a knitter it doesn't mean I'm psychic and can divine what was in the mind of the arithmetically-challenged crack whore who wrote that pattern, abusing cut and paste like it was crystal meth.

Just because I'm a knitter it doesn't mean you can not return my phone calls about said acrylic piece of crap and it's delusional pattern.

Just because I'm a knitter it doesn't mean I have lots of free time.

Just because I'm a knitter it doesn't mean I'm patient.

Just because I'm a knitter and you're a knitter it doesn't mean that we have to like each other.

Just because I'm a knitter it doesn't mean I have to love everything I knit.

Just because I'm a knitter it doesn't mean I have to look good in the things I knit.

Just because I'm a knitter it doesn't mean I have to want to knit all the time. I sew too, you know.

Now back to our regularly scheduled radio silence.

Saturday, September 26, 2009

What is going on on the shelves while you're not watching?



I'm sorry, but should animal crackers really be doing this? Where are the chaperones?

Friday, September 25, 2009

You bin a long time gone



Doing fun things.



I'll try to do better.

Friday, August 28, 2009

Car of a thousand clowns

My little Toyota Echo is like one of those VW Beetles that expels a thousand clowns, much to the amazement of the onlookers. I went to an auction tonight and impulse-bought a drop leaf table for my kitchen. Of course, my friends with big cars were not there so I had to figure out a way to get it in my car. And I did. It's like magic. I think the table is bigger than my entire car but it fits inside. Go figure.

BTW, I am a chickenshit. The little log ride at Ontario Place scared the crap out of me. And I almost wet myself on the water slide. Seriously - those are for kids??? I swear we hit 60 km/hour down the water slide, in the pitch dark, and the G-force was extreme. Not for the faint of heart and their four year old son.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Work in progress



All sorts of yucky stuff has happened since I last posted, but it's all turned out A-OK, so I shall ignore it and carry on like it never happened. My apologies to all my dedicated readers.

So, I finished the fateful Buttercup. As expected, it is too small, but I think I can find someone it will fit. The bias is another thing. I blocked the snot out of it and it's still pretty bad, but it might be wearable... WTF, it was fun to knit. I might try it again, on slightly thicker yarn.


I broke down and bought a garter bar forn my machine on eBay (I will NEVER buy from anything other than a reputable vendor on eBay again. It's become a haven of scammers misrepresenting themselves and their products and I feel dirty just being on there. That being said I bought the garter bar from Sunny Choi, about whom who I have nothing but good things to say. Too bad the bad brings down the good.) and now I can (in theory) transfer multiples of stitches at the same time so I can do proper shaping without driving myself mad. Can't wait to try it.

My Dye Version Bamboo socks are almost done. I am knitting toe up since I want to use up ever scrap of yarn. As usual, I weighed the ball, divided it in two by weight, but for some reason not that I'm two inches or so from the top they are wildly different weights. I can't figure out why. Admittedly, the heels get turned separately, but they look the same and I can't see that making so much difference. There must be some weird sock black hole where the extra yarn just disappeared into. The toe up heel-flap heel rocks. I tried the Widdershins method, but I have a different stitch count and it made my head hurt trying to do the math. I found a much better version at Forward Motion. I had to suspend my disbelief, but I did and it worked, much to my surprise. The lycra in the yarn probably helps but these socks fit so well. Much better than the short row heel, simple though it is.

And machine knitting? I love lace.

I had to fix the lace carriage. I had a good look at it and there was something seriously weird going on with the back wheels.
They have a million trillion pieces that all work together, but the one of the bottom plastic thingies was out of whack on both wheels. I took my handy dandy dissecting kit and jimmied it back into place and now it seems to work fine. I don't know if that was what was responsible for the disaster I had before, but I decided to do what I should have before and start from the first lace card and move on. I started with fine fine acrylic and it kept etting hung up on the gatepegs - like it didn't quite transfer enough. I switched to fingering and it was MUCH better. Got hung up a few time, but no much. I'm not sure if the missed holes are due to the gatepeg issue or something else entirely - I don't know how to determine that but I'm sure all will be revealed in time.



Lucky Jack - a whole new binky.

Here's three generations of mummy-made binky. All the same yarn. Try not to be too grossed out.

And a few words about my new office. Not to gloat, but it's better than I could have imagined. It's improved my concentration, my productivity, and my ability to block at work :)



Hey Elvis - I bet it you take a few days off it'll fix you up so you don't have that weird look on your face. On second thought, maybe you need three MONTHS off.

Monday, August 17, 2009

Self-flagellation

101 reasons for my "cool" neighbours to stay away from me:

- I'm fat and wear ugo clothes and don't look like a supermodel
- My kids behave like WWF wrestlers, not princesses
- I'm single
- My house looks closer to Kentucky than House & Home
- My car is cheap and economical rather than glamourous
- Absolutely nothing about me is glamourous
- I practice free-range (aka neglectful) parenting rather than hovering
- I swear too much
- I drink too much (though really, I don't think that's a negative in our 'hood)
- I'm too negative

And now back to our regularly scheduled programming...