Last Day

I know, I've been anticipating this day all year long. I am grateful that this past year will put to rest. I know to you it seems like it was the year of gloom and doom and to be honest, it felt like that most of the time.

There was some good things:

~ My sweetie lost his job, while in essence this is bad, in did give us more time to hang out together, something the past few years didn't allow due to his crazy work schedule.
~ I reconnected with an old friend
~ There were some new additions to my little family.

I'm sure there are more, my brain just isn't thinking at the moment.

I am hopefull that 2011 will be a happier year filled with love and hope.

Happy New Year!

Apologies

Dear Cable Stitch,

My deepest and most sincere apologies. I fear that my declaring dislike for you may have been a tad premature. You have been a delight to knit on my Stornoway socks and I have quite enjoyed you. Thank you for being so nice to me.

love,
me

Random Crap About Me...

~ I think it's funny how people think I'm "together" when really I'm a walking disaster.
~ I do not like mushrooms - but I will eat them as long as I can't taste them.
~ I have strange food 'rules', like sushi is summer time food & chicken tortilla soup is only yummy on cold rainy days in November.
~ I talk to my cats. I sometimes think they understand me.
~ Still don't know what I want to be when I grow up.
~ I spell phonetically and therefore wrong, I blame my 2nd grade teacher who always told me to sound my words out.
~ Love Bollywood.
~ I live at home and miss having my own place
~ I have to force myself to use capital letters when typing. it’s nothing but laziness on my part
~ I love coffee
~ I’m a cynic, but very romantic at heart
~ I rarely show my emotions and I don’t talk about my problems to anyone, because honestly it’s none of your damn business
~ I love hot cocoa with marshmallow or fluff.
~ I want to be like the girl I was in H.S. oddly, I was more confident back then than I am now.
~ I would love to run away to Ireland
~ I love high heels, but feel more confident in a ratty pair of combat boots.
~ Dressing up make me feel like fraud.
~ If I could I would still wear babydoll dresses and fishnets.

3 Days

Went to Maine on Christmas visit with my brother, SiL and the kiddlets. I'm sorry to say the sweater didn't fit him. It was a tad snug. He was promptly told by others that he had to drop some weight. He felt horrid about it. He appreciated the effort that i put into it. Such is life.

It snowed Sunday into Monday, which was nice, the first real snow of the year. i quite enjoyed it. We got the day off from work, i sat quietly on my bed, blinds open knitting, watching the snow fall.

I am knitting a pair of socks, Stornoway Socks, I like the thought behind them. I am using some gifted intentions yarn ~ family, in a lovely bluey-purple. i'm trying to have a positive outlook for the new year.

Yes Virginia...

DEAR EDITOR: I am 8 years old. Some of my little friends say there is no Santa Claus. Papa says, 'If you see it in THE SUN it's so.' Please tell me the truth; is there a Santa Claus?VIRGINIA O'HANLON.
115 WEST NINETY-FIFTH STREET.

VIRGINIA, your little friends are wrong.
They have been affected by the skepticism of a skeptical age. They do not believe except [what] they see. They think that nothing can be which is not comprehensible by their little minds. All minds, Virginia, whether they be men's or children's, are little. In this great universe of ours man is a mere insect, an ant, in his intellect, as compared with the boundless world about him, as measured by the intelligence capable of grasping the whole of truth and knowledge.

Yes, VIRGINIA, there is a Santa Claus. He exists as certainly as love and generosity and devotion exist, and you know that they abound and give to your life its highest beauty and joy.
Alas! how dreary would be the world if there were no Santa Claus. It would be as dreary as if there were no VIRGINIAS. There would be no childlike faith then, no poetry, no romance to make tolerable this existence. We should have no enjoyment, except in sense and sight. The eternal light with which childhood fills the world would be extinguished.

Not believe in Santa Claus! You might as well not believe in fairies! You might get your papa to hire men to watch in all the chimneys on Christmas Eve to catch Santa Claus, but even if they did not see Santa Claus coming down, what would that prove? Nobody sees Santa Claus, but that is no sign that there is no Santa Claus. The most real things in the world are those that neither children nor men can see. Did you ever see fairies dancing on the lawn? Of course not, but that's no proof that they are not there. Nobody can conceive or imagine all the wonders there are unseen and unseeable in the world.

You may tear apart the baby's rattle and see what makes the noise inside, but there is a veil covering the unseen world which not the strongest man, nor even the united strength of all the strongest men that ever lived, could tear apart. Only faith, fancy, poetry, love, romance, can push aside that curtain and view and picture the supernal beauty and glory beyond. Is it all real? Ah, VIRGINIA, in all this world there is nothing else real and abiding.

No Santa Claus! Thank God! he lives, and he lives forever. A thousand years from now, Virginia, nay, ten times ten thousand years from now, he will continue to make glad the heart of childhood.
Merry Christmas!

This Just In...

IT'S SNOWING!!!!!!!!

11 More Days

Why yes, I am still counting the days until the end of this year, thank you for noticing!

Anywho-how. I am nearly done with Todd's sweater, this pleases me, mostly because I want to start back up with my socks, my hearts & get my supplies bagged and tagged for the 12-in-2011 but until the sweater is done, I can do neither. I am a little nervous that the sweater will not fit Todd, fingers crossed that blocking helps, because i will seriously cry if it does not fit him.

Ten on Tuesday

Which I stole from Carole Knits.



10 Things On Your To-Do List


1. Watch It's a Wonderful Life: It's been years since I've watched it. I cry during it, and therefor no one will watch it with me. :(
2. Finish Christmas shopping for the newly added members of the family
thank god for the internets
3. Wrap above mentioned Christmas prezzies
4. Bake a shit-ton of cookies by Sunday.
5. Go to storage to get my super cool Kitchen Aid mixer, some baking sheets, a cookie recipe and silplat sheet things.
6. Knit mindlessly on my Log Cabin blanket while watching Shrek 3 & 4
7. Sleep
8. Add a button to Sharon's scarf
9. Finish Toddlets sweater
10. Block above mentioned knitted items and wrap for Christmas

what are yours?

Somewhere With You

I hate my life, hold on to me
Ah, if you ever decide to leave
Then I'll go, I'll go, I'll go

I can go out every night of the week
Can go home with anybody I meet
But it's just a temporary high 'cause when I close my eyes
I'm somewhere with you, somewhere with you

If you see me out on the town
And it looks like I'm burning it down
You won't ask and I won't say
But in my heart I'm always somewhere with you
~ K. Chesney

Am depressed and dwelling. I had to delete his number so that I don't randomly call him, and be the crazy ex. But I wonder, if he misses me.

It's Coming on Christmas...

He tried hard to help me
You know, he put me at ease
And he loved me so naughty
Made me weak in the knees
Oh I wish I had a river
I could skate away on
I’m so hard to handle
I’m selfish and I’m sad
Now I’ve gone and lost the best baby
That I ever had
Oh I wish I had a river
I could skate away on
I wish I had a river so long
I would teach my feet to fly
Oh I wish I had a river
I could skate away on
I made my baby say goodbye

I'm sad. I miss my sweetie. He hates me.

200th Post

Wow! Who knew I could be so chatty?

I am listening to Van Morrison's Into the Mystic. I love this song. Makes me think about being in love. So beautiful.

I had a thought when I logged onto Blogger about 5 minutes ago. Now... *poof*...it's gone, lost forever, no trail of breadcrumbs to follow home.

There's a rumor that it may snow tonight. How wonderful would that be? To wake up to a beautiful coating of lacey snow? Ever notice how quiet it is when it snows?

Methinks, I am going to stop off at Lowes tonight and pick up some twinkle lights for my room. Because, as we all know twinkle lights make everything more magical.

and now for something completely different... LOVE the white man overbite thats going on.

30 Days

They say it takes 30 days to form a new habit.
So, for the next 30 days, I am going to use my elliptical, in the hopes of making it a healthy habit in the new year. Wish me luck with that.

Have to wind the last 3 skeins of yarn for my brothers sweater. yay!!
Am going to knit a cowl thing for my SiL on Sat. while I watch Eclipse with G (and eat G chocolate cake!!)
(on a side note, i have something in my shoe...i take my shoe off and there's nothing there. put my shoe back on, somethings in it (and it's not my foot!) nothing on my feet.. bizarre)

I've been slacking on my hearts and have only knit 1 in the past 2 days! EEK! I'm sure I'll knit one tonight before bed, kicking my total up to a whopping 12!!

Hopefully, I'll have pictures of the cowl/scarf thing on Sunday. I'll have George model it.

32 Days

Those that sow in tears shall reap in joy.

I got that fortune in a cookie earlier this year. I know this, because I kept that fortune, as a reminder that better days are coming.

Martin Sexton sings about it. George Michael sings about it, as does Billy Joel.

Faith is something we all need, but seldom have. Faith in others, faith in ourselves, faith in something higher and better. Maybe we've been let down, disapointed or felt lost and hopeless.

My Uncle Gene always use to say keep the faith, at the end of a visit. Something I never really understood as a child or now to be honest. Maybe one day I will.


Heart count: 10

35 Days

2010 was just a shit storm of bad luck, bad choices and bad times. I'm trying to move past all of that and am hopeful that even though 2010 started off bad, that it will end on a positive note which will overflow into 2011. Like allot of people these days, I could really use a win and since my angels gone to Vegas, it's up to me to make it happen.
If I let go of the past and focus on the future, maybe my future will be brighter. If I open myself up to new opportunity, to new people, to new things and new adventures maybe I'll have less regrets. If I open my heart maybe I'll find love.
I have 6 out of my 1000 hearts knit up, soon it will be 7. i'm not stuffing them so they just lay flat. I was toying with the idea of stringing them together when alls said and done.

36 Days

Being that there are only 36 days left to the year (for some reason I almost typed alphabet...s'up with that?) I vow to write a post every day till the end of the year in the hopes of being a better blogger. It may or may not have to do with actual knitting, but it'll be something, even if it's just a hey, what's up!


I knit another little heart last night. They are so cute and little and quick and addictive, I just can't help myself! I'm working on my 3rd one now actually. It's has a stripe!!!


I deleted In Search of Holly. I just felt like I was repackagingwhat I was saying here, there. So I moved Holly to here.

1000 Hearts

Ancient Japanese legend promises that anyone who folds a thousand origami cranes will be granted a wish by a crane, such as long life or recovery from an illness or injury.

If 1000 oragami cranes can do that, I wonder what 1000 knit hearts could do. I think you know where this is going, but in case you don't, here you go, I am going to knit 1000 hearts and maybe my wish will be granted.

So I hope you'll join me on my 1000 heart quest for love and happiness.

Wish me luck!!
xoxo

edit: 9;43 pm

heart # 1 (sorry for the sad picture, took it with my phone)

Giving Thanks

Tomorrow is Thanksgiving, a day we give thanks, here is what I am thankful for.

family, as much as they dive me to drink, i love them
kitties, who keep me laughing
knitting, it keeps me sane, introduced me to my pal Adam.
Ravelry!
WJA
i am thankful that there are only 38 days left to 2010.

Tea for Two

and two for tea. Sorry, am done now. This post was inspired by the Yarn Harlots post on Tea Time.

I love drinking tea, especially in the winter when my feet are chilled or it's grey and rainy out. I am very specific about my tea, and get made fun of often for my particulars.

1. tea water has to be boiled, in a kettle, preferably on a stove, although i have used an electric kettle and a microwave when i was really desperate.

2. i like my black tea (ie Lipton, Salada etc) with a drop of milk (cream is unacceptable in tea) and a sweet & low. I drink tea like a Brit, or so one told me. Lady Earl Grey is my absolute favorite tea, and that just gets a sweet & low.

3. when home, I drink my tea from my winnie the pooh mug and if I'm really lucky, there are cookies in the house, Mary Martins winter gingersnaps... SO GOOD!

and that is how I do tea, what about you?

Eclipse

So Eclipse is coming out on DVD Dec. 4th. I already have plans with my friend for a Twilight movie day. I'm bringing a sock with me, easy peasy knitting right? OH YA! figure if between now and then I finish Doug's Gridiron sock, I can start the second one and hopefully have that done and overwith by the end of the year.

I still have some work to do on my brother's cobblestone, which I'll be doing tonight.

My goal, albeit a lofty one, is to finish Doug's socks and my log cabin blanket by the end of the year and start 2011 with clean needles. 39 days. not that I'm counting or anything.

maybe

i am grumpy today.  grumpy because i miss doug.  grumpy i cannot have the one my heart desires.  maybe it's too much frank. maybe it's not enough dean.  maybe it's not enough solitude.  i am a walking contraditcion, an introvert and an extrovert, calm and anxious, loud and quiet.  no wonder i'm confused. 

Closure

I started to finish up the Log Cabin Blanket I started for Doug when I first moved in. I'm not sure what to do with it when it's done. I may keep it, I may gift it to someone for whom it was not intended.

Doug's Gridiron socks have been sitting on the needles untouched for months, the Satuday while watching the Hustler, I it up and started working on them. I do intend on giving them to him when they are finished. He picked out the pattern and the yarn and they are very much his.

I still haven't done anything with Todd's Cobblestone. Rather than plug away, find out that I 'effed up royaly I plan on stopping by the yarn store on Sunday to make sure I'm attaching the sleeves correctly, again, I'm sure it's just me, but something doesn't seem right.

Next up, when that's done is Francis Revisited for myself, it's a beautiful sweater and I have the yarn so, why not ya know!

My Oh My

I am seaming up the last part of my log cabin blanket. After that all that's left is the border.
Thank god for the 3 needle bind off! I would go absolutely bonkers if I had to kitchener stitch that bad boy. (pictures will be posted when it's complete).

Still at the sleeve portion of the Cobblestone, somehow the instructions just don't seem right.
I think it's just me though

When you wish upon a star

i use to believe in wishing upon stars, fate and the like, but to be honest it's screwed me over so many times, i just can't anymore.  that makes me sad.  i liked believing in those things, like there was a plan for me, something that i didn't have to do, just patiently wait and good things will come. well my patience is running out, maybe tonight i'll wish upon a star for a little bit more. 

Here I go Again on My Own

My sweetie and I have parted ways. We want different things, things neither of us are willing to compromise on. My heart is truly broken. As I said to him, I knew I loved him, I just didn't know how much until now.

So, what does a brokenhearted girl suffering from insomnia do to pass the time in the wee small hours of the morning? She knits of course (fear not dear knitters, i know not to try anything to complex)! Armed with new yarn (Cascade Eco wool in a yummy neutral color) and a new pattern (EZ's Garter Stitch Blanket) I am hoping to knit myself back together again. Hopefully the soothing repeat of the simple knit stitch will mend my broken heart and help to get some not drug induced sleep.

Leaving on a Jet Plane

this is the song that was playing in my head saturday and sunday as i packed up to leave my home.  the home i've had for the past 4 years, with my sweetie.  sadly we want different things, he wants marriage, i want kids.  funny thing is, i'm afraid of marriage because i'm scared of what another divorce will do to me emotionally and yet this break-up, is ten times worse.  i feel deflated, defeated, broken, unstable and slightly unsettled.  these days sleep comes to me from the aid of medication and even still i don't feel rested.  i am thankful for friends who live many miles away, who call when they can, who text and write me everyday to make sure i'm doing ok and try to get me to smile.  the radio has been torturing me, playing songs like Alone Again by Dokken, The Crue's Without You and Heavan by Warrent, songs that are not good for one in this state of mind.  i have to force myself not to listen to Tom Waits, not good for a melancholy soul.  i'm not a wallower.  i never have been.  i don't know if this is a good thing or not.  probably not. this year has been hard on my personally as it has been on doug.  this is just the perverbal cherry on top.  suffice to say i cannot wait for this year to be over and a new, better one to begin. 

Cobblestone

I am at the halfway point of my second sleeve on my big brothers cobblestone. I have to say, the cascade yarn that I am using is a joy to work with, a real treat. I would definitely use it again, my experience with it has been nothing but pleasurable.

The Fisherman's Hat

Hell ya I sent it to him. Don't worry I got his permission first. It fits, it's a little snug, but he feels that's good because it will keep it from coming off. Probably could have made it a little longer as it comes to the top tip of his ears. His naked head now has a cover, I am happy.

Today is the 14 year anniversary of my dad.

I miss you daddy.
I love you.

14 years

14 years ago i lost the greatest man i've ever known.  i miss you daddy.

WIP's

Hi ya bloggy,
Oh how I've missed you. Haven't had much going on in regards to knitterly things, as my mojo was hiding again, this time in the freezer behind the garlic bread! Anywho... had the baby shower last weekend and no I did not finish the baby sweater from hell in time for it, and you know what I. DON'T. FRAKKIN. CARE! So put that in your pipe and smoke it! (sorry, was guilted into going to the shower and pushed to knit something for the baby, so ya)
In happier knitty news (ya, totally just typed news knews) I have been knitting on my awesome brother Todd's cobblestone sleeve. This makes me squee with excitement. I'm chugging along on my sweeties socks, they may become my Hell's Kitchen project. Sadly, my BSG socks are at a standstill, haven't had a weekend to myself to watch BSG. No BSG, no BSG sock knitting. I am hoping to rectify this come Saturday. I also hope to take some pictures of said socks some time in the near future and post them.

Who is Holly?

(Probably should have been the first posting...but it wasn't so tough :p)

Holly Golightly: the naïve, eccentric woman from Breakfast at Tiffany's.   

I've always been the kind of gal who will skip down the street, catch a snowflake on her tongue and if in the right mood, will strike up a conversation with a stranger.  I don't talk, I babble on randomly, my thoughts bouncing from one subject to another and then if I can remember what it is, back to my original thought.  I compare it to that of a 4 year with A.D.D on a sugar high.  The boy remembers this from way back when walking around Davis Sq.  He told me in one of our emails that, that I seemed so alive to him then. 
He also mentioned that I had changed from that girl back then and he was right.  Back then I never really cared what others thought of me, I was comfortable with who I was, and happy with myself, and yet somewhere in the living of life, the older I got, I started caring what others thought and tried to conform to what they wanted.  I had lost my inner Holly.  
Well boys & girls, I made a vow to myself to get her back.  I need to find a place where me and things go together.  So I ask you 'What Would Holly Do?'. 

News!!

My little knitting blog has been taken over by my personal life and my whining and ramblings. In order to remdy that have started a new blog, In Search of Holly.
I'll still update this one with all sorts of knitterly things.
=)

Fall in August

I am LOVING this fall weather. Sadly, like all good things, this too shall come to an end and summer will resume, at least for a few extra weeks.

Have been knitting on my sweeties sock a little bit. Still an epic fail for summer of socks, however, i got further on the 2 socks I started than I have on any other sock I've worked on in the past. One day I'll even finish a pair. Oh well, there's always Sock-tober, right?

::yawn::

Cause I just did.

I have seemed to misplace my knitting mojo, I would like to find it, as I have many things to finish. Maybe it's behind the couch.

I have started the sleeve on my brothers cobblestone, started a baby sweater for my cousin (using stash yarn thanktyouverymuch), knit a little on my BSG sock, realized I somehow mucked up a row and am now tinking back a bit, this is what happens when you try to knit and yell at the t.v. at the same time, and have looked at doug's sock, taken out, looked at knit and put it back. weeee.

My birthday prezzie to myself should be arriving today or tomorrow. Hazel Knits sock club for August. I got a sneaky peaky on Ravelry, and OMG! GORGEOUS! I can not wait to see it in person.

Mmmmm, coffee the elixer of life.

Damn it feels good to be a Gansta

well well, what do we have here? Pictures (happy adam?) and a hat! The Fisherman's hat to be exact.

The needles I needed to start Todd's sweater sleeve were being held hostage by the hat, so I said screw it and finished it. Took all of 15 minutes too. Now what to do with it.

I have 1/2 of my BSG sock done, and it only took me all of season 1 to get that accomplished. Maybe I'll finish the 1 sock during season 2. Damn BSG is a good show!
Also have a little bit of my sweeties sock done. Not sure what my issue is with the delay on that.
Oh well.

That's about it. =)


And so I leave you with a little Johnny Lang, cause that's just how I roll...


When a stolen glance led to a stolen kiss
I thought I knew the chance that I was takin
And though I've never known a love as strong as this
And what it was to feel my own heart breaking
So now I raise a glass and then I raise another
One to forget and one to remember
Oh I wanted just to dream the way things could have been
If I hadn't lost my Irish angel

hmmmm...

i think i need to tweak the new design a little, maybe this weekend.

apologies for the silence.

i tried yoga. and i liked it. go figure.

feeling reminiscent for an old friend, who i haven't seen in 16 years and who lives many miles away.

Call Me Grace

I fell. Again. Going upstairs.

Also was dream of tin foil last night. TIN FOIL. WTF?

Fruit Loops

Honestly this post has nothing to do with fruit loops, I was just at a major loss for a title so there ya go.

Something I have to realize, just because I print out a pattern, doesn't mean I have to knit it up. I may have thought it was pretty and although I'm sure I still think that, more likely than not it's futzy for my knitting preference, and THAT'S OK!

I found a pattern from 2008's Summer of Socks, and I was just at the start of the leg (it was toe up) and I decided I really didn't like the pattern. Maybe it was the yarn/pattern combo, more likely than not it was just me as I kept misplacing stitches and getting annoyed. I frogged it last night and was not sad to see it go.

Me thinks I need to weed thru my knitting patterns and organize them in a binder or something. I don't know, bad day, need to be able to control something ya know.

Sorry for the Interruption

I have learned that I really like to knit socks from the toe up.

We now return to your regularly scheduled blog.

Ya So...

First thanks to St. Anthony who found my naughty swift and ball winder, apparently they were playing hide and seek in the closet at my mothers house.

So Sad: The last episode of Lost EVER is on Sunday, followed by the last ever episode of 24 on Monday, the 24th HA! I wonder if the creators did that on purpose.

I think I need a blog change, I just don't know to what. Suggestions? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller? I don't know, I feel restless or something. And the cherry is I have a terrible case of Knitting A.D.D. Although truth be told I'm not sure if it's knitting a.d.d. or just lack of sock-spiration. Either way, I guess it's good, more time has been spent happily knitting on Big Brother's Cobblestone.

I think on Saturday, I'm going to wind a skein of sweater yarn for the cobblestone, the yarn for my MiL's Christmas Prezzie Scarf, and sock yarn for my Sweeties socks.

I'll be able to work on the Christmas scarf at work on Monday as I'll be getting there super early and the next 5 Wednesdays as I will be lunching solo, I wonder how far I'll be able to get. If I finish it in time, maybe I'll gift it to MiL for her birthday instead of Christmas. Hmmmmm.

Am kinda scattered at the moment, so, ya, bye.

WHY?

I had a weak moment and did something silly the other day. I ordered a skein of Socks that Rock in Pucks Mischief. I do not know why I did such a thing. Maybe I'm trying to build up my sock stash for...I don't know...the end of the world. Honestly, who knows what insanity lurks in my brain. It's craziness I tell ya, absolute insanity in there. Anywho, back to my original thought, WTF was I thinking? Really, I had something funnier yesterday, I just didn't have time to post it and now your stuck with this and for that I'm sorry.

I've had a sucktastic year, seriously, I hate it. Nothing that I want to talk about, just suffice to know, I can't wait for 2010 to be over. My Dr. suggested I plan something for a couple of months out to look forward to, I just don't know what. There is a rumor that there might be a camping trip with my sweetie and a slew of his friends, which in theory would be fun, but um, camping...ya...no, I do not camp.

Which brings us to this...

Little things I am looking forward to:

1. My Socks that Rock yarn (sad but true)
2. Finding my swift & ball winder
3. Snuggling with my kitties
4. Hanging with my sweetie
5. Tomorrow morning, before sweetie wakes up, having the tv to myself
6. Knitting on a pair of socks/Big Brothers sweater
7. Coffee

That's all I can think of right now. =)

I Fell Down Some Stairs....

...and all I got was a nice lump on the back of my head. Seriously, where is my bubble wrap body suit.

So, somewhere whilst moving back with my sweetie, I managed to lose my swift & ball winder. I am not happy since, well, most of the yarn I own is in skeins & needs to be wound, like the Eco wool I'm using for my awesome Big Brothers Cobblestone, what is a girl to do? In true MacGruber (let's face it, macguyver's center pull ball would be perfect, macgrubers would self destruct out of shame) style, I grabbed an empty toilet paper roll and proceeded to wind the most pathetic looking center pull, oblong, for lack of a better term, ball. It does the trick so I'm happy. I miss my toys tho, so I am asking you to please, throw a prayer out to Saint Anthony for me so that my yarn cakes will be round and happy instead of oblong and sad. Thank you. =)

I'm listening to Marshmallow (marshmellow? both look weird, idk) World by Dean Martin. Don't ask. It has been decided that sweetie & I will have our very own Christmas tree! I think I'd like to knit up some ornaments for said Charlie Brown tree. Know what that means? Christmas in July!! I'm going to see how many tiny ornaments I can knit up in 1 months time. Ya, I know. Why July? you ask...because I am hoping to be done with awesome Big Brother's Cobblestone by then and knowing myself, before I dive into another somewhat big project, I'll want some mindless small knits, like socks or ornaments...maybe both, who knows.

Still doing the stash busting thing...aside from the yarn crawl incident, but we won't talk about that. So far, so good too. Here's my plan for next year, I'm going to squirrel away some money each week or month, haven't got that far in my plan yet, for yarn purchases next year, guilt free shopping ya know and when the money's gone, it's gone and I'll have to use what's left in my stash. I think it'll be fun and challenging.

Is it naptime?

Hostal Take Over

So, there's a spider in the bathroom. A big one. And he's hairy. I think it's a baby tarantula or the spider who played Aragog in Harry Potter. Either way I don't like him, he's creepy, and mean. Mean! you say? Yes I say, mean, just yesterday I caught him laughing at me, mocking me with his creepiness. I suggested to my sweetie that we should just give him the bathroom, I mean, who am I kidding, showers are overrated, I can bathe in the kitchen sink...or better yet, we should move, give him the whole house. Sweetie laughed, he's in cohoots with the spider.

In other news, I finished my mothers plain jane tow up socks and I even did Jeny's super stretchy bind off. WOO!!! Have cast on for sock # 2 for Miss Kathy B. and a pair of fancy socks for me. =)

We have a new microwave! No more burnt popcorn for yours truely!
It's not exactly new, it's my old one (and by old I mean made in the past 10 years) My sweeties crapped the bed on Thursday. The microwave, although treated us well and lasted a long time, I'm pretty sure was one of the original mass produced microwaves. Man alive that thing was old.

For S&G's

In the spirit of all those threads featuring “A what now? We call it a -____! Never heard it called a ___ before….where are you?!”
I’m in Massachusetts and 33 years old…

~ A body of water, smaller than a river, contained within relatively narrow banks. i have no clue
~ What is the thing you push around the grocery store is called. A carriage or shopping cart.
~ A metal container to carry a meal in. Lunch box.
~ The thing that you cook bacon and eggs in. A frying pan.
~ The piece of furniture that seats three people. Couch or sofa
~ The device on the outside of the house that carries rain off the roof. gutters
~ The covered area outside a house where people sit in the evening. Porch
~ Carbonated, sweetened, non-alcoholic beverages. soda
~ A flat, round breakfast food served with syrup. Pancake
~ A long sandwich designed to be a whole meal in itself. A Sub, i know i'm from MA where it can also be considered a grinder... i don't know why, it just is so there :p
~ The piece of clothing worn by men at the beach. Swim Trunks.
~ Shoes worn for sports. sneakers.
~ Putting a room in order. straighening up.
~ A flying insect that glows in the dark. Firefly
~ The little insect that curls up into a ball. creepy
~ The children’s playground equipment where one kid sits on one side and goes up while the other sits on the other side and goes down. see-saw.
~ How do you eat your pizza? With my hands.
~ What’s it called when private citizens put up signs and sell their used stuff? Garage sale or yard sale.
~ What’s the evening meal? Supper or dinner.
~ The thing under a house where the furnace and perhaps a rec room are? Basement.
~ What do you call the thing that you can get water out of to drink in public places? fountain
~ What do you call the thing with wheels that you put a baby/small child into to take them for walk? baby stroller or baby carriage

Breaking Up is Hard to Do....

Truer words have never been spoken.
I have decided to break up with my 3 best girlfriends or at least take a break for an undecided amount of time away from them. It's sad, but they drain me emotionally, I have to psych myself up to go out with them, and even then I look for an excuse to bail on them at the last minute. N I've known since I was 5, M & A since I was about 15 or so. This is going to be hard, but I know it has to be done, and that it should have been done a long time ago. Now I just need the courage to go forth with it.
Just as an example: It was my idea to get divorced, I told the girls, and we had dinner and chatted a bit about it. However after that, if I was feeling down about it and I expressed sadness to them, I would get this response - 'but it was your idea' - how foolish of me not to realize that because it was my idea that I wasn't allowed to be sad.

Ok.

I don't understand something, cowls...I just don't get it, why not use a scarf? I confuddled.

After some time and lots of talking my sweetie & I are getting back together, I will hopefully be back home by the 19th. =)

My hemmi is in a time out. It is being a naughtly little knit. My 20 hour '24' sweater however I have made some progress on however I doubt I'll be done with it when the show ends.

I am at the heel on my 2nd pretty in pink and purple sock and that pleases me. Next sock will be for my sweetie, we picked out a lovely shade of grey in DiC Smooshy for his sock. I also got a lovely patteren for a scarf for the future MiL.

Tooralooraloora!

I hate it when I do stupid things, like buy 3 skeins of Noro for a specific project and then not remember what that project was. GAH!

Still haven't frogged that fucking ass-hats' hat. Am at the crowning portion of it, will just suck it up finish it and then send it off on it's merry little way and be done with it. GAAH!

I went on a yarn crawl on Saturday, which was fun. At A Yarn Over Marblehead, I got 3 skeins of Noro for my mystery to me project-a scarf maybe?, 2 skeins of Casscade for Bella mittens for me, a mini sock blocker key chain complete with tiny ball of yarn to knit it a sock. Next to Butterfly Yarns, where 2 skeins of sock yarn for a pair knee lenth socky poo's, and 2 skeins of Dream in Color Classy for a Saroyon came home with me as well as a knit happy sheepy mug.

I also went to the lovely bead store next door to Butterfly yarns and learned how to make stitch markers. =D

After that I went to a friends house to eat, drink and watch Boondock Saints...when Irish eyes are smilin....

Monday's kicking my sorry ass....

Stolen from Shut up & Knit and she stole from someone who stole it from someone....

1. Explain what ended your last relationship? he's an idiot.
2. When was the last time you shaved? this morning
3. What were you doing this morning at 8 a.m.? drinking coffee
4. What were you doing 15 minutes ago? trying not to fall asleep at my desk
5. Some things you are excited about? bedtime
6. What is your favorite flavor of JELL-O? cherry or lime.
7. Your prom night, what do you remember about it? most of it, i wasn't drunk
8. Do you have any famous ancestors? no.
9. Last thing received in the mail? the ex's jury summons.
10. How many different beverages have you had today? 2
11. Do you ever leave messages on people’s answering machine? usually babbling ones at that
12. Do you draw your name in the sand when you go to the beach? what's a beach?
13. Any plans for Friday night? i believe i will be drinking, watching Boondock Saints 2 and shooting pool.
14. Do you like what the ocean does to your hair? ocean, what is this mystical thing in which you speak?
15. Have you ever received one of those big tins of 3 different popcorns? yes.
16. Do you re-use towels after you shower? yes.
17. Describe your keychain(s)? silver & sparkly butterfly.
18. Where do you keep your change? cat bank
19. When was the last time you spoke in front of a large group of people? couldn't tell ya
20. What kind of winter coat do you own? a warm one

Are you there Freud, it's me pam?

I've been having super bizare knitting related dreams as of late. O.k. really not that bizare, but definately strange.

Dream 1. fellow blogger Rabbitch calls me on my cell phone, I have no idea why. She was very nice too.

Dream 2. I buy Socks that Rock yarn in some super dark pretty color.

that's it.

In honor of Corey Haim:
Top 5 Corey marathon worthy movies:

1. Lucas
2. Murphy's Romance
3. Lost Boy's
4. License to Drive
5. Watchers

Bringing on the Heartache

My heart is completely and utterly shattered at the news of Corey Haim's passing.

RIP baby.

Oh, it's just the mailbox

I think it's one of those stories where you had to be there...and yes, I was sober.

That being said my top ten list of getting over a broken heart songs (in no particular order):

10. Dead Embryotic Cells - Selpultura (sometimes you need loud, hard and heavy)
9. Bust your windows - Jazmine Sullivan (what every girl wants to do)
8. Clumsy - Fergie
7. Happy - Martin Sexton
6. Oh Yeah - Chickenfoot
5. Whiskey Hangover - Godsmack (it's best not to ask, I have no reason for it)
4. Tik Tok - Kei$ha
3. Picture to Burn - Taylor Swift
2. New Shoes - Paolo Nutini
1. Only a Fool - The Black Crows (because sometimes you need to know that)

Oye with the Poodles

The hat is still sitting there, I swear I heard it laughing at me last night.

Made it past row 35 on my Hemmi... however I somehow 'effed up on row 37. No knitting lace while watching Lost, it's just not a smart move and well, that's why I knit socks.

I got nothing... oh, I just bit into my shamrock sugar cookie and it now resembles Italy. HA!

Ravelmpics - FAIL!

I failed hard, sorry team CopperBoom, I let ya down. Remind me next year not to attempt this, because life always finds a way to creep in.

Still chugging away on my hemmie. I really do like it, hopefully I can get past row 35!

I still have to reclaim the yarn from my Neverending Birthday Sweater. Love the yarn, not to fond of the pattern. Part me thinks I should just suck it up and finish it, the other part says, rip it. (I'm done with the back and 1/4 done with the front, it's just stockinette stitch...kinda boring really, my one issue)

As for the fisherman's hat, it's sitting there, on my nightstand, mocking me. I know I have to rip it, I just haven't had the heart to do it yet, still holding out hope, I guess.

Speaking of the fisherman...
my top 10 songs for a broken heart (in no particular order):

10. Where Did I Go Wrong - Martin Sexton
9. San Diego Serenade - Tom Waits
8. Not Enough - Van Halen
7. Don't Fall in Love with a Dreamer - Kenny Rogers
6. If I Were a Boy - Beyonce
5. Take a Bow - Rhianna
4. Two Out of Three - Meatloaf
3. I'm Moving On - Rascal Flatts
2. How Will I Laugh Tomorrow - Suicidal Tendencies
1. Let Her Cry - Hootie and the Blowfish

Yes, baby, I've been drinkin'

I know I shouldn't come by no more, but I found myself in trouble darlin' and I had no palce else to go. I got some whiskey from a bottle, got some cocaine from a friend...
DAMN! I love Beth Hart. She's just friggin awesome.

Ok, it's little and stupid, but I gotta tell you, this Lost on Tuesdays, totally screwing with me, I wake up ever Wednesday thinking it's Thursday.

Curious if anyone has a knit a hemmie with Noro Kureyon yarn, I bet that would be pretty. Maybe my second one I'll try it with that, if I ever get past row 37 on the first that is!!!

The 2 inch bottom of Todd's cobblestone is almost done!! 4 episodes of 24 and that's all I got. Jack would totally mock me and kick my ass for that!

My heart is still tender after this latest fiasco with the fisherman. I really wanted to knit him a pair of socks and now I can't and that saddens me. Also, never got to finish and give him his hat. So many knits that will never be.

Confession part 2

I've always wanted to be blond. I get highlights every summer, and that's as blond as I get.
Far too much effort, what with the touch ups every 6 weeks and so forth, and I don't think I'd really look good as a blond, and yet knowing this doesn't deminish the desire to be blond. I blame Kat VonD, who totally rocked being blond. Who knows, maybe someday, I'll go blond, even if just for a little while, see if they really do have more fun. ;)

I have learned that forced heat is the work of the devil and wreaks havoc on my sinuses.

Ravelmpics news: I have to rip back 4 rows, somehow i 'effed up before row 39 and ended up with 2 extra stitches, or i'm being incredibly dumb when it comes to the instructions of row 39. So, I'll rip back to row 36 (it has a stitch count) and go from there, paying extra attention to the pattern repeats. I am loving my pretty, pretty hemi tho.

24 KAL: Ya, I need to get to the body soon, am losing interest in this knit 1 round, purl 1 round crap.

Fisherman's hat: still chugging along, I knit a little on it before I go to bed each night. Am hoping it'll be done by this weekend. doesn't really matter, hat is getting frogged, as we are no longer a couple, thanks me and my stupid drunkin message.

Sock #2: I do not have SSS, I mearly have too much on my plate right now. Once the hemi is done, I will go back to my pretty in pink & purple sock.

Do Be Do Be Do...

Chugging along on my fisherman's hat, sadly, all progress has halted because of the silly Ravelmpics. They are not silly, I am silly for thinking I could do 3 good size projects at once. WTF kind of crack was I smoking that day?!?

Depending on how the hat goes over with my fisherman, he may or may not be the recipient of a pair of warm woolly fishing socks. We shall see shan't we?

I do have to say, so far, I am loving my Hemie. On pattern round 30 or so...the stitch counter knows for sure.

My little family is going to get bigger. My fabulous brother Todd is engaged! His soon to be bride Sharon is equally fabulous as are her 3 kids. I'm so happy they will be a part of our family.

I have decided to teach myself magic loop, mostly so I can knit at one the fly fisherman's gigs and not worry about dropping a needle. Will keep you updated on that.

Sad news, Capt. Phil Harris of the Cornelia Marie (Deadliest Catch) passed away on Feb. 9th after he suffered a stroke on Jan. 29th. In all honesty, he was my favorite Capt. on the show, the reason I watched it, my heart goes out to his family. He will be missed by all.

My New Favorite Saying.

“Even if I never fell in love again, once would have been enough. Because once we have given ourselves to another, we are able to fall in love with life itself. And that can last forever.”
– Elizabeth Lesser, Broken Open: How Difficult Times Can Help Us Grow

I stole that from another blog, and I can't remember which one. It's a beautiful sentiment though.

I asked my fisherman last night if he would teach me to flyfish, he said he would but that it was a commitment. I told him that I wasn't going anywhere. So, sometime in the near future, I am going fishing. I hope I don't suck at it. (don't worry, there will be pictures)

I started my 20 hour '24' sweater for the Jack Bauer KAL on Ravelry last night and by started I mean actually knit on it!!!
I am almost done with the first of my pretty in pink and purple sock. =)

My fisherman is heading up to Alaska to go fishing for a week in March, he will have a hand knit hat for this trip. He will probably get this hat next week.

Contentment

Was listening to a little Suicidal this morning and this made me happy. Like super weird happy, because, hi! it was Suicidal, not exactly shiney, happy, people singing on a bus music, but it pleased me none the less.

Also, have this strange love of the song 'Beth' by KISS. S'up wit dat?

Had my date with the fisherman this weekend, that was lovely as well.

Did absolutely no knitting yesterday. Booo to me!!

I want to be married. I do not know why.

Purple Rain

Martin does a cover of Purple Rain, that makes me all teary eyed.

Knit a little on the heel of my pretty in pink (and purple) sock. Sadly I got too sucked into Saw VI and was unable to continue knitting for fear of breaking my tooth pick like sticks.

Saturday I have a hair appointment, I got gray's, they're multiplying! Get it, from Grease... WORK WITH ME PEOPLE! anywho, am going to get the yarn for my fisherman's hat and hopefully start that at some point.

Sunday, I have a date with the fisherman, he is traveling my way to fetch me and take me out, show me a good time...so strange being woo'd like this, definatly something I am not use to as the last person to treat me like this was my ex hubby, go figure. That's actually a lie, the boy was very attentive, again something I'm not use to, still don't know why I'm running from him, I guess Lance Armstrong was right.

He says...

Son can you play me a memory, I'm not really sure how it goes, but it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete, when I wore a younger mans clothes.

Hands down the greatest lyric ever written.

Miscommunication

My fisherman & I had a bit of a miscommunication on Thursday, but we spoke Friday and are hunky dory again. We have learned that communication is key to a good relationship and that sarcasm doesn't translate well via the internets.

Tonight I start my 20 hour 24 sweater for the KAL. Have to wind a ball or 2 of yarn and get the pattern, that would help.

Am at the heel of my pair of pink socks, just a 2x2 rib with a eye of partridge heel. Nothing exciting. Will go to storage to night to get the yarn for my fisherman's hat. Hopefully he won't think it's too dorky and hopefully it'll fit, he really does have a large head.

Ok, I really got nothing else.

I Hate Myself for Loving You

Murphy's law is Hi-Sterical!

Listening to massive amounts of Tom Waits, which is not a good thing. I know this, and yet, I'll still listen to it.

Almost done with my hat, need to find a cool button, as I am not sure my Lenore pin will cut it, as it's small. I may go to Harrison's and inquire about a larger Lenore button perhaps, if not a cool button will work. Once that's complete, I'll start on my Fisherman's hat, although I'm not sure why, I doubt he'll ever get it, as we're no longer seeing each other, however, for some unknown reason, I feel I should knit it. Don't ask, I don't know.

I got the yarn for my 20 Hour 24 sweater for the Jack Bauer KAL on Ravelry. Can't wait to start that on Monday. And I even got the yarn for the Ravelmpics (Hemlock ring blanket). Yay me!!

I don't know

That has been the phrase of my week. I don't know, because, my brain is fried.
I'm tired and pissy, such a combo!

I still don't know about undoing all the squares in the log cabin blanket or if i should just undo the seaming that I've done so far and redo it, and redo it neater and more even. I have a feeling that's what I'll end up doing. I realized after my last post that I already weaved in the ends of the squares.

So, I have decided to knit a hat for Sean's big ol head. I'm not sure if he'll wear it, and oddly I'm ok with that. I think that's a good starter, hi, I'm a knitter, I will lavish you with handknits. Plus he's a fisherman and goes out in all sorts of kooky weather, it'll keep his head warm and hopefully keep him safe as well. That will be my random hat project after I finish my button hat.

For the 24 KAL have decided to really challenge myself by knitting up on my brothers cobblestone sweater. I've already lost 4 hours. That means 20 hours to knit a sweater, wish me luck!

In other news, my skin has been SO dry lately it's starting to annoy me. And before you ask, I moisturize, like a friggin crack addict I moisturize. I don't know what to do...suggestions? Maybe I'll try a mask...or a facial...ooh, that just sounds dirty.

Who's Jack Bauer...

Jack's back baby!
I signed up for the 24 KAL. You can only work on your project during 24, and basically it's to see what you can knit in a 24 hour period. I was going to work on a hat andI probably will stick with it, but part of me totally wants to frog my log cabin blanket that I started for my ex a while back for many reasons, 1. he's my ex and is not getting the blanket. 2. I like the kitchener stitch as much as the next person, but to do it over 100+ stitches, uh, no. 3. kinda want to make a mitered square blanket for my fly fisherman. don't ask, I don't know.

I have also started on a new pair of socks for me! they will be pink and girlie. :p and I need something to knit whilst I watch tv other than 24 before the Ravelympics start.

I also have the desire to bake banana bread. I'm strange.

As if...

Sara Evans has a song As if, and I think that I'm going to try to live that way, sounds like a good way to live.
So far, 2010 is off on a good start. My ex FiL Frank, is on the road to recovery from cancer treatment and surgery and a little more treatment. Things seem to be going well with the Fly Fisherman and hopefully that will continue. I'm starting to get back on track financially, which is nice and something i never thought would happen.

I finished my sock with the linen stitch heel and have started a second toe up sock.
Ravelympics start in a month!!! WOOO!!!

Louie, this is the beginning of a beautiful....

My fly fisherman was ill, however, with some TLC and some homemade chicken noodle soup, he is well on the road to recovery. Sadly, that put a kabosh on our going out on a date-date, so instead hung back at his house, watched a bad movie or 2, made a fire in the fireplace and just relaxed, laughed and enjoyed each others company.

I also knit a little more on my sock and with any luck it will be done tomorrow. Not sure what kind of project I'll start after that, maybe another pair of plain jane socks.

Hopeful

My date with the fly fisherman tomorrow may be canceled because he is feeling ill. Now being me, my first instict is to assume he is politely blowing me off, then I feel bad as he's done nothing to give me the impression that he would do such a thing and I realize that all that thinking is, is nothing but my own insecurity. My second thought was "that's what you get for looking forward to something", but in reality more likely than not, he is ill, it is afterall the winter. I am still a smidge hopeful that he'll be better after resting up today or that he'll take me up on my offer to make him soup and care for him.
I'm trying to be hopeful with this one. My fingers (and toes) are crossed that it works out and becomes something real and dare I say, permanent. I am hopeful that he will accept what I have to offer and not take advantage or take it for granted. He says the things I need and have waited to hear, and he says then often, sometimes jokingly, sometimes very seriously. I am aware of how happy I, we, could be, and how lucky I would be to have his love and his heart.
I am also aware that he is a fisherman, which means that there is something he will always love more than me, and that is the sea. I am strangely ok with that, as long as, at the end of the day, he comes home to me.

Rewind....

I spoke to my fly fisherman the other day and i am happy to report that i did not scare him off after our in initial date, he was busy with work on Nantucket, which is why i hadn't heard from him. :)

I am driving down to his neck of the woods on Sat. and i am very much looking forward to this adventure. I realized today that i have a strong urge to feed him, an urge i do not have for the boy, sadly. i know can't see the future, we've already had that conversation, but i have hope that whatever we become, my fly fisherman and i, will be great, and the biggest obstacle being distance. ::fingers crossed::

haven't don't much knitting the past 2 days, something intend to rectify tomorrow night.

Happy New Year!

Normally this post would be full of resolutions which would never be kept and quite frankly they would have been forgotten 10 seconds after i wrote them. This year, however i have one simple goal, simple in theory only but i think something that is both doable and neccessary, i'm going to be happy.

on the knitting front, i knit the boy a hat for christmas, which impresses him to no end, that i created something in less than day that is usuable with sticks and malabrigo string.

i also have 1 & 3/4 of a pair of socks made with yummy yarn that is 90% merino wool and 10% cashmere for ME!

I signed up for Ravelympics on Ravelry, Team Cooper Boom! i don't know what catagory i'll register under but i'd like to see about making a Hemlock Ring Blanket out of some stash yarn i have. After that, i will work on my UFO's, a cobblestone sweater for Todd for christmas (figure if i start now, it'll be done in time) and lots of socks from my own personal sock club, which i have to organize, after the ravelympics and i figure i'll start that in March.