Wednesday, May 25, 2005

MOVING

Hello people....please go here to find me. Still under some construction....bear with me.

Just stopping by

Super busy. Have TONS of stuff to post about including Revenge of the Sith, redneck party/TRON performance, knitting, why I hate bugs, and lots and lots of pictures. MUST.FIND.TIME. Hopefully today or tomorrow I will have a moment to spare. Ok, more than a moment. It takes WAY more than a moment to edit all the damn pics I want to post.

Friday, May 20, 2005

Money isn't everything, but it pays the rent

Q: Who got a big, fat, unexpected raise today? A: ME ME ME ME ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So. Damn. Excited. Really wasn't supposed to get anything until August, but because my boss is AWESOME, she pulled a few strings, and I got more than I was planning on asking for. Holy shit, I might be able to pay off all those credit cards now....... and buy more yarn. Speaking of buying yarn, there was an unplanned field trip to the LYS this afternoon. You know, the one I spoke poorly of in a previous post?? JUST KIDDING. The owner was there alone today, and she is a lovely old Southern belle. Then again, maybe she was just nice to me because I dropped a ridiculous amount of money. On what, you ask? Some gorgeous bamboo needles, a set of DPN's, the ahem, "bitch-ass" colorway I needed in Cottontots, some Artyarns supermerino in beautiful shades of blue, and some secret yarn for a secret surprise. Pictures to come, because I photographed the yarn in my car on the way back to work because I was THAT excited about it. The Artyarns was my first REAL extravagant yarn purchase...I have it on my desk right now and it is SOOOO PRETTTTTTTTY. I keep staring at it. Must go into boring meeting now. Do you think my co-workers would be offended if I brought my yarn in and stroked it throughout the meeting??

Thursday, May 19, 2005

Threes

Lifted from the lovely Frecklegirl's blog. Three names you go by: 1. Sarah 2. Arah 3. Sissy Three screen names you have had: 1. pinupkitten7 2. My first and middle initial and my last name 3. Stumbeline Three physical things you like about yourself: 1. My tattoos/scars 2. This one mole on the side of my stomach 3. My hair Three physical things you don't like about yourself: 1. My skin 2.My hands 3. At the moment, my mosquito-bitten feet Three parts of your heritage: 1. Croatian 2. German 3. English Three things that scare you: 1. Aliens 2. Clowns 3. Roaches Three of your everyday essentials: 1. Ponytail holder 2. Pepsi 3. Moisturizer Three things you are wearing now: 1. My work badge 2. My black Chuck's 3. Jeans Three of your favorite bands or musical artists 1. Queens of the Stone Age 2. Bad Religion 3. Reverend Horton Heat Three of your favorite songs: 1. Galaxy 500-Reverend Horton Heat 2. Via l'Viaquez-The Mars Volta 3. Fly Me to the Moon-Frank Sinatra Three things you want in a relationship: 1. Laughter 2. Mutual Interests 3. Space Two truths and a lie (Which is a lie?): 1. I am a good cook 2. I love mayonnaise 3. I have a tattoo of a dragon Three physical things that turn you on: 1. Manly hands...you know, the kind that say a guy works hard 2. Eyes 3. Smirk...not a smile, but a smirk Three of your favorite hobbies: 1. knitting 2. reading 3. playing with my doggies Three things you want to do really badly right now: 1. Go back to bed 2. Take a vacation 3. Go see Revenge of the Sith Three careers you are considering: 1. Sleep study participant (ha!) 2. Independent Business Consultant 3. Chemist Three places you want to go on vacation: 1. Morrocco 2. Italy 3. Home to California to see my mommy Three kids names you like: Okay so I haven't thought of three. Sorry. Three things you want to do before you die: 1. Travel, travel, travel! 2. Learn to play the drums 3. Be a mom (no rush on that one) Three ways that you are stereotypically a girl: 1. Long Hair 2. I love pedicures 3. I have a shoe addiction Three celebrity crushes: 1. Colin Farrel (I know, he's nasty...but seriously? I like the bad boys.) 2. Charlize Theron 3. The guy who plays Sawyer on "Lost"....especially when he is sweaty and takes his shirt off. Three people who have to take this quiz now: If you want to, go for it!

Knitty Surprises!

The Spring Knitty surprises are up! I just may have to make one of these for an expecting mom or two. Genius idea!

Wednesday, May 18, 2005

Darth Tater

Tonight marks the triumphant return of my man to the local music scene. (I am using his words. He's a nut.) I am going to see him get his rock on this evening, and am preparing myself for the loud, loud sounds of Tron. Should be lots of fun....even though it is causing me to miss Alias, and keeping us from going to the midnight showing of Episode III. Oh well. That's what re-runs and weekends are for, right? Last night Nina, Heather and I attended a Pampered Chef party at the lovely home of our pal Tanya. I never knew watching other people chop things and use nifty lemon zesters could be so fun. The bottle of wine I drank during the festivities probably enhanced the experience. Courtesy of our generous cousin, Nina and I will soon be the proud owners of various Pampered Chef items, such as the Amazing Measure-All cup, some adjustable measuring spoons, and our very own round oven stone, complete with stand and cleany-scraper thingie. We will also own the afore-mentioned lemon zester, because I thought it was that awesome. Oh yeah, and me, the girl who never wins anything, won a cookbook! In fact, I was told it is a Pampered Chef cookbook that retails for ONE DOLLAR! GO ME! Somehow, in all the chaos, I think I accidentally stole the host's cookbook...(Sorry Tanya!)and I bet if I look really hard in my car where I threw all my crap when I got home last night, I will find two of those sweet one dollar cookbooks. Whoops. In knitting news, I am going to be posting pictures of Bootiefest 2005 shortly. No, not my enormous posterior, but the beautiful bounty of baby booties I have made in recent days. Other than that, I bought the wrong colorway of Bernat Cottontots to finish the blanket I am making for Skyler....how pissed was I when I had ALREADY STARTED KNITTING WITH IT and noticed there was pink in it when there was not pink in the rest of the blanket? Yeah, I was pissed. At myself. Which made my tantrum even more ridiculous than the already ridiculous sight of a twenty five year old woman yelling at a ball of yarn. I have promised myself I will start the baby sweater ASAP, but the deal I made with myself is that I MUST finish this blanket before starting another project. Payday is Friday, and I am going to hunt down that bitch-ass colorway and knit my heart out this weekend. I will be attending a "redneck party out in the woods" (once again, Brian's words) where Tron is playing on Saturday night, but I am thinking if I plan things right I can have the blankie all done by Sunday night, and start the sweater. Oh yeah, and another rambling sidenote here? It is so damn hot and sticky and disgusting here that I really do not look forward to knitting a sweater....however, I am going to use a nice, light, summery yarn, and be in an air conditioned environment while knitting it, so I think I will be ok. Wait...I just realized something...I may have to break my deal with myself and maaaaayyyyybe start that sweater tomorrow night....what else will I knit while watching the seaon finale of the O.C.??? It's gonna be AWESOME. Maybe they will kill off Marissa. She bugs the crap outta me. Are mosquito bites supposed to have a diameter of one inch and get red and swell up so they look like mini-volcanoes on the tops of your feet? I don't think they are, but I'm just checking to see if there is some super breed of Southern mosquitoes that causes this to happen. My feet look like little red porcupines. I will leave you with this picture of the coolest Mr. Potato Head toy ever that B receive as a gift from a friend.

Friday, May 13, 2005

Bravery

I am going to knit a sweater. Granted, it is a teeny baby sweater, but it's a start, right? I figure, it's time to start playing in the big leagues. I have known how to knit for almost four years, and need to break out of the rectangular rut I am in. I can tell it is time, because I am bored. As I sat on the couch last night, watching the O.C. and working on Skyler's blankie, I realized I was really bored. I want to knit something fun. I am starting with an itty bitty cardigan. I am making myself finish this blanket first though, or else it will never get done. Why haven't I dont this sooner you ask? I don't know....there was a time in my life after I started knitting that I only did it intermittently for about two years, and have only really gotten back into the swing of things in the last year. Plus, I'm a wuss and have been really, really scared. I am still scared, but I am going to suck it up. My mantra is, "You are a grown up. You CAN and WILL knit a sweater. You are the master of the needles. Do not let them master you." I am lame. Seriously though? It is working. Cross your fingers for me. Maybe when I finish it, I will feel more worthy of calling myself a knitter.

Wednesday, May 11, 2005

Media Overload

In between knitting, dog walking, scrubbing kitchen floors and cooking on the new grill last weekend, B and I made a trip to Borders to see what we could see. After quenching my thirst with a yummy honey-vanilla latte, I ran throught the store like a maniac, clutching books to my chest saying " Oooooh, I have been dying to read this!" Okay...so....maybe not-so-much with the running and yelling and such...but the book clutching? That happened. Granted, I go to the library at least once a week, but newly released titles can be hard to find there. I get excited in Borders. It must be the fumes from that new-book smell. I walked away with the latest issue of Bust (which, let me tell ya, is damn near impossible to find in this town...I was stoked when I saw it stashed behind the tattoo magazines I was browsing through), the latest Chuck Palahniuk (which Brian has commendered for now), one of those fun knitting stitch encylopedia books that I cannot for the life of me remember the name of at this moment, and Knitting for Baby : 30 Heirloom Projects with Complete How-to-Knit Instructions. I had a stack of knitting books. A pile. When I realized I had more books than money, I had to put some back. (Sidenote: My wonderful, thoughful boy bought me my media stack, which was very nice and unexpected and I couldn't bring myself to make him pay for all those knitting books I had piled up on a table.) Once in the truck I immediately started leafing through my purchases. There was a moment of panic when I accidentally grabbed B's Bass Player magazine and thought my Bust had been accidentally left behind (how funny is THAT statement taken out of context??) but I found my magazine elsewhere in the gargantuan bag. Sometime before or after our book (and for B, music) spree at Borders, there was a trip to Best Buy that I vaguely remember and a few items were purchased. The rest of Saturday was spent browsing at home and garden supply stores, having lunch, contemplating a trip up to Georgia to go to a yarn store which was quickly decided against as enough money had been spent for the day (I was sad, I really was....but I also was proud I did not give in to temptation.) and, of course, returning to my house and busting out the Star Wars Lego game. This game is SO FRIGGIN CUTE. It's a lot of fun too, it's a 2 player game and B and I laugh our asses off trying to work as a little lego jedi team. Final Fantasy X is amazing, but I was a little tired (ahem, tipsy) when I first tried to play it, prompting much frustrating and cursing on my part. That, in turn, prompted B to look up from his book and say, "I am sorry you are going to have to get Stephen Hawking to explain this game to you. Do you need some help?" In retrospect, it was quite funny, but at the time it made me pout. I think I even stuck my tounge out at him and stomped off to get my knitting, something I could do without the help of a physicist. Ahhhh...which brings me to the knitting. A pair of baby booties were made, and a hat was started. No progress whatsoever was made on the two projects that have been stagnant since my hands started acting up again a few weeks ago, BUT Skyler's baby blanket is almost done. I had to rip back almost to the beginning because I was not happy with the way things were going, and I had somehow dropped a stitch, missed the dropped stitch for lke 20 rows, and had a huge hole in the middle of the blanket. GRRRRR. I was VERY proud of myself that I was able to salvage a good chunk of the project instead of having to rip the whole thing out and start over. I had to get a little creative, but it wasn't all that difficult seeing how almost the entire thing is garter stitch. I am hoping to finish it this week, and finish the hat I started, which matches the blanket and the booties. Then I think I just may take a knitting for babies break and work on some grown up items. I had a lovely mother's day with my kids. They were nice enough not to pee on the floor or chew anything up. I didn't get flowers or a card, but I did get cuddled, slobbered on, and followed around. Awwwww. I love them. They make it really really hard to mop a floor, but they are sweet. I douched the house Sunday, there was a seriously hazardous filth situation happening there. All better now though. other than the massive trails and piles of dog hair being shed in every corner of every room, the house is very clean. One more thing before I go: I have reverted to the speech pattern my cousin used at age 2, and have taken to referring to my dogs as "gogs" or "goggies"....I think this may worry/firghten my sister. I like it though; it's almost as much fun instead of saying "bobot" instead of "robot." And if you are thinking, "um ok, how often does she say bobot though, because who the hell talks about robots on a regular basis"....yeah, I say bobot several times a day. How can you not? It's too fun. Plus I love to talk about robots. Yeah, I am weird. So?

Monday, May 09, 2005

All birthdays, all the time!

Another birthday related post..... This messed with my head. It is me. I can find no fault with this.
Your Birthdate: April 15
With a birthday on the 15th of any month, you are apt to have really strong attachments to home, family and domestic scene. The 1 and 5 equaling 6, provide the sort of energy that makes you an excellent parent or teacher. You are very responsible and capable. This is an attractive and an attracting influence. You like harmony in your environment and strive to maintain it. You tend to learn by observation rather than study and research. You may like to cook, but you probably don't follow recipes. This number shows artistic leanings and would certainly support an talents that may be otherwise in your makeup. You're a very generous and giving person, but perhaps a bit stubborn in ways.
CREEEEEEEEEEPPPPPPPPPYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!

Birthday Joy

Don't be a crappy friend like me and be late/forget/etc. Better late than never though, right? So go wish the lovely, hilarious, witty, talented and gorgeous Miss Stacey a happy, happy birthday. She's the best friend a girl could have, and one of the hardest working people I know. I love me some Stacey. Stacey, pass on the birthday wishes from me to your lovely twin. :)

Friday, May 06, 2005

Catching up.........

Ay yi yi....so much has been going on! I have been a very busy girl. I was sick this week, and the nasty cold/flu sickness that crept up on me had me laid out for two days. I was so looking forward to "Knitting While Sick" but I was SO sick, that didn't happen. Nothing much other than sleep happened on Tuesday and Wednesday. It was gooooooood sleep though! I missed work, which made my workload even worse when I came back yesterday...while I was sick, we had utility bill drama, which was also not fun. Everything is ok now...but confusion+bills=BAAAAAAAAAD. In an attempt to straighten out certain financial issues, I am now the proud owner of a checking account in Florida. WOO HOO! It only took me almost 2 years.... :) I must say, the convenience of going into a bank rather than doing everything online and through mail is quite nice. Let me explain the horse statement in my last post. I am being trained by a co-worker to housesit for her for about a week next month. She has this gorgeous house out in the middle of nowhere, and I will be taking care of her animals, which includes two horses. As part of the daily routine, I will have to feed and clean up after the horsies. Seeing how I have never been around horses, it was a new experience for me. I won't say it was unpleasant; in a strange way it felt good to do something that gave me immediate results, rather than staring at a computer screen and arguing with grown men all day at work. Last night I partied like it was a Friday instead of a Thursday. This was not a wise decision, as I am still recovering from THE SICKNESS and I had to work today. Amanda and Robert hosted a fantastic Cinco de Mayo party, full of quesadillas and homemade salsa. And booze. Lots and lots of booze. B and I laughed so hard at stupid things we kept saying....for example, apparently I created a new type of animal, the Bumpalo. Don't ask. I have no idea what I was saying. Good times though...got to visit with old friends I do not see nearly often enough. Other than the brutal headache I woke up with, it was worth it. B is now in a local band with some friends of his, a band we actually go see play quite often, so I am looking forward to getting to see my man display his bass prowess all around town in the near future. Yay for guestlists! Does that make me a groupie? Whatever. Knitting to come this weekend....thank God, I am having withdrawal. No non-knitters believe me when I try to tell them how addicting it is. I think that is part of the reason I never finish any projects; I like the actual work/progress part of knitting so much. Then again, maybe I am just lazy. My hands are finally feeling better, so I am planning to attack the stack of half-finished projects in my basket at home for the next few days.

Friday, April 29, 2005

Brief Update

Stress is bad. Getting props for being a supa-star at work is GOOOOOOOOD (but a raise would be better!) Hands aren't working properly and I have been advised to lay off the knitting for a bit. This irks me. :( I cleaned out horse stalls yesterday. Yes, me, cleaning horse stalls. Details to come when I find the time.

Wednesday, April 27, 2005

Mystery Mower

I went home for lunch today and was surprised to see someone had mowed our (small) lawn, trimmed the hedges in front of the house, and cut down the massive weeds that were overrunning our meager driveway. We have to find and pay for our own lawn service in my neighborhood; it is something the management company does not provide since we live in townhomes and not technically apartments. My sister and I are exceedingly poor at this point of our lives, so we have been acting like we dont see the horrendous lawn since we cant afford to have someone cut it, or buy a lawnmower and do it ourselves. So who was this phantom mower? There was a blank invoice with a company name and address tucked into our door, but no prices and no phone number. Did someone drive by and do this out of the goodness of their heart? Was it a lawn maintenance company doing some kind of promo to drum up business? Or did someone screw up and cut our lawn instead of our neighbors? These questions may never be answered, but lawn dude, where and whoever you are, I salute you and thank you from the bottom of my heart.

Tuesday, April 26, 2005

But I already lived one Monday this week!

How can Tuesday feel like a Monday? I don't know, but today does. Maybe because I have been coming down with something sinus-y for about a week and have not been taking care of myself and now am very tired and cranky. Maybe its the chill in the air. Whatever it is, I want my Tuesday back! I am almost done with the blankie for little Skyler, I will be posting pics soon. I have to finish it quick so B's mom can take it wih her to Colorado at the end of the week. I have to go get caffeine and some kind of food product now, before I fall asleep and short out my computer with a puddle of drool on my desk.

Saturday, April 23, 2005

Just for Stacey

Maybe this will make you feel less guilty about taking so long, and you can say that you kinda-sorta tagged someone Last book read: "State of Fear" by Michael Crichton. I finally picked it back up and finished it. Where it came from: Brian, who loaned it to quite a few people in the time I took "off" from reading it. Books read per year: Let's see.....I read an average of 30 books a month, times 12 months, so....about 360? (Did I do that math right???) I read A LOT. Favorite Genre: Sci-Fi/Fantasy, which I what I cut my teeth on and grew up reading. I will read literally ANYTHING though. I am not picky. Five favorite books: Asking me to name just five is insanity. I have been reading since I was three, and could probably list a thousand favorite books. I will list some of the more popular, I guess. 1. Dune, by Frank Herbert. The first and the best of the Dune books. I re-read it about once a year. I love the story and the cultures Herbert develops; it just kind of sucks me in. 2. Ender's Game by Orson Scott Card. Seriously freaky when you think about when it was written and look at the way kids are with video games today. Just an awesome story with sci-fi that in this day and age does not seem too far-fetched. 3. High Fidelity by Nick Hornby. I think everyone, male or female, can relate to this book in some way. At one point or another we all start to wonder why things went wrong with people in our past. Also, I am a list maker and adore the use of list's in this book. 4. The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald. I bet some of you are groaning right now, reliving high school and college English classes and wanting to throttle me for bringing this damn book up. I can't help it, it is amazing. It has all the elements of a Victorian/Gothic romance mixed with the sick fascination of being on the outside looking in at the "beautiful people." I find the prose elegant and memorable. I'm a sucker for a pretty turn of phrase. 5. The Eight by Katherine Neville. If you like Crichton or Dan Brown, read this book. That is all I am going to say because anything else I say might ruin it for those who haven't read it. (okay so I HAVE to squeeze in a few more than 5.) 6. The Andromeda Strain by Michael Crichton. This books freaks me out everytime I read it. Seriously. Nightmares. I love it though. 7. Fight Club by Chuck Palahniuk. Brilliant. I don't really need to say anything else. 8. To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee. Such a great, gorgeous book. I love the characterization and the ideas Lee uses. The people in this book come to life for me all over again each time I read it. 9. Interview with the Vampire by Anne Rice. In my opinion, the best of the series. I wasn't impressed with the Mayfair stories, but the Vampire series is written with such vivid detail and imagination it is easy to see why Rice has legions of rabid fans. 10. Ship Fever and Other Stories by Andrea Barrett. A perfect blend of history, science, and gorgeous prose, Barrett's stories explore a fascinating time in the development of modern science and scientific methods while making you care about her quirky intellectual protagonists. Ok, I am stopping there. I feel like such a pretentious asshole now. I have about 20 more books begging me to list them, but no....I am holding back. Obviously, as this is a tribute my my darling Stacey, I am not going to tag anyone.... Stacey, here's hoping this made you feel a little less slack-ish!

Thursday, April 21, 2005

Danger: Long, picture laden post ahead

Blanket Time! No, I am not talking about one of Michael Jackson's children. (aren't they all named Prince Michael of some shit like that? Whatever.) I am talkin' about my crazy baby blanket knitting spree. Ethan's Blankie, AKA The Never Ending Baby Blanket.... Look at all those squares!

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Ohhhh....pretty colors!

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Time to put it all together....::sigh:: will this thing EVER be done???

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And now, I must announce that B has become an uncle as of YESTERDAY!!! The baby came a little earlier than expected...a few weeks earlier, in fact, but weighed in at a healthy 8 lbs. 6oz. Remember how we didn't know the sex of the baby because his brother and sister-in-law wanted it to be a surprise?? I was SURE it was a boy....since everyone seems to be having boys. I have been working on this

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because the baby's room is decorated in Classic Pooh stuff, and I thought it would be a unisex blankie. However, the baby is a little girl! I am so excited that I get to knit more baby girl stuff! I have an affinity for those pretty baby pinks and purples, and most parents won't dress their boys in things with ruffles, so I am thrilled! Speaking of baby girls, here is the hat I finished for Stephanie's bun in the oven a few weeks ago. I finally got around to taking a photo of the fuzzy, soft, finished product.

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(Doesn't my arm make the hat look like some weird evil mushroom here?) In other knitting news, I am working on a super secret project for a lovely lady on the West Coast who has a birthday fast approaching, and a Mother's Day present for my mommy. Check out my bamboo needles! They are my first "grown up" (not cheap plastic or aluminum like I usually use) needles. YAY!

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In un-fun, aka WORK, news, my trip to Destin on Weds. was absolutely BEEYOOTEEFUL! The weather was perfect, I made incredible time getting there and getting home, and got a lot done. It was a lot of driving though, which gets very tedious when you have to look at this for 150 miles each way

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Occasionally, one of these pops up on the side of the road

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I learned not to take "short cuts" no matter how much you want to get home in a hurry. I started going down this road, in Nowheresville, USA

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and got hopelessly lost and had to turn around. See, here is my, "Whoops! I am LOST!" face:

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Monday night my lovely cousin Heather, my aunt, my sister and myself went out to Osaka for some hibachi steakhouse fun to celebrate the Event-Which-Shall-Not-Be-Named a few days late. All i can say about the next picture is that Nina REALLY wasn't feeling well that night and did not want to be photographed.

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Apparently, neither did I, demonstrated by my "I hate you" face. But my auntie looks happy, right?

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And backtracking to last Sunday, B and I hit the Tallahassee Flea Market, which is a multi-cultural festival. In a bad way. The dregs of society get together and rummage through other people's trash. I am serious...there are sometimes bags of actual trash there. Sometimes you can find cool stuff, but we go mostly to people-watch...they sell beer there, and beer+rednecks is always a good time! Don't get me wrong, I am all about thrifting, but this...this is not thrifting or scoring cool deals. This is pure TRASH. In every sense of the word. Check out this shoe display:

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After taking this picture, the large, cranky shopkeeper (if you can call her that, I mean, she is selling used shoes) seemed a bit upset that we only photographed the monkey and did not purchase any of her fine wares. Another shot of the fabulous flea market entrance:

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Don't be jealous, you know you want to visit! B and I also hit one of our favorite spots that day, Railroad Sqaure. Check out some of the incredible sculptures on the way in:

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My friend Amanda dropped by last night to bring me a gift for an occassion we shall not speak of. She made it. Check it out.

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Amanda kicks ass! I am going to find a way to mount it on the wall with a light behind it, because it looks awesome when the light shines through. And one final piece of cuteness: Sampson has this habit of standing on one leg or contorting himself into some bizarre position while having attention lavished upon him. This can be demonstrated with the following photos where his "Crazy Legs" are showcased:

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Weird dog. Love him though. If you have made it to the end of this post, I commend you on your strength and courage.

Tuesday, April 19, 2005

Baby Blankie Bonanza

One down, one halfway done....and two more to go. WOOO HOOOO! Leaving to go to the beautiful Emerald Coast on the Gulf tomorrow morning. A day trip, and a work trip, but a nice change of scenery....and a possible yarn store detour on the way home. Taking a poll: Am I insane to trty to teach myself to use DPN's by making socks? I am thinking it would be a good way to learn, however am told it is a wee bit difficult. Any other suggestions if you find this one nutty are greatly appreciated. Pics to post when I return of knitting fun, dinner at Osaka last night, and pretty Gulf Coast scenery. Oh yeah, and of the Flea Market....nothing says ghetto like the Tallahassee Flea Market! P.S. Possible trip to California in July....more details to come later.

Monday, April 18, 2005

Unbirthday/Whining

Birthday sucked. I have adopted a "don't ask, don't tell" stance on the subject of said birthday. It seriously was bad times. I am not exaggerating or feeling sorry for myself. I am glad the birthday is over and will not be back. Ever. No more birthday's for me. Nope. Moving right along, I bought myself a set of DPN's and a pair of bamboo needles this weekend...I feel like such a big girl knitter! I also bought more yarn. I really don't need anymore yarn. Really. I have to stop. I finished all the squares for the Never Ending Baby Blanket, and will try to find time this week to sew it all up. It's going to be another crazy week, kids, so we shall see how that plan goes. Out of the office for two days this week, and then all the catch up work...not to mention the catch up work I am doing now from my day off on Friday....note to self: Self, taking a day off and believing everything will be ok at work while you are gone is a bad idea. I just went and got my eyebrows waxed, and I think the girl did a terrible job, I look really surprised. Oh well, I can live with it if it means not having to pluck them. Now I am all puffy and look like something out of Star Trek's make-up room, but once again, if it prevents plucking, I don't care. Why the hell won't the vending machine here take any change? It will only take dollars now, it spits quarters out like they are over-chewed pieces of grape Bubblicious. Sorry for all the gloom and doom of late....I seriously just want things to go my way for ONE DAY. That would make me feel better.

Wednesday, April 13, 2005

That's Life

This week is SUCKING so much. My brain hurts and I think my head is going to explode. Or maybe just fall off. I am NOT going on any kind of vacation for my birthday, and I may just come in to work that day. Sounds like fun, right? Work makes me crazy. I mean, CRAZY. I am so brain-dead and bitchy by the time I get home everyday I alternate between crying hysterically while locked in the bathroom and running water so no one will hear me, and going in to this manic state of freakiness and laughing at everything. I am so scared of myself right now, because if I didn't know me, I would beat my own ass. Calgon, take me away. Or maybe the men withthe little white coats need to take me away, judging by those last few statements. Word to the wise: no matter how poor you are, don't drive around with expired tags for one year and eight months*, because those wily, attentive police will catch up to you and pull you over and write you a big fat ticket on your way to work. Especially if you have out of state plates. I love being me. And now, time for a science project. Materials Needed: 1 glass of sweet tea 1 car with cup holders Hot and humid weather conditions Laziness Procedure Drink the sweet tea on your way to work. Leave the empty, but slightly sticky cup in your cup holder. Let the heat penetrate your vehicle while you are at work. Drive home. Think to yourself, "Hey, I should really bring that glass inside with me." Ignore that thought because you get distracted by a ringing cell phone, the promise of your bed right throught the door, or any other various excuse you try to convince yourself of. Repeat for approximately one week. Check the glass after one week, and notice the cool swirly looking circles on the inside. Realize they remind you of something. Remember where you have seen something like this. Realize you have some kind of fermented sugar bacteria thingie growing in a glass in your cupholder. Be disgusted, yet fascinated at the same time.** *Uh, yeah, I know I am in the wrong here, but you would totally think after driving around everyday with expired tags on out of state plates for ALMOST 2 YEARS someone would have notice before now. I am telling you....I know I am in the wrong, but I am rather proud that I made it this long with no ticket. I mean, a cop lives DIRECTLY ACROSS THE STREET FROM ME and sees the ass end of my car with it's expired glory at least twice a day, just sitting there, parked and rebelling against THE MAN. **Do you think I brought the glass in to clean it, threw it away, or left it there to see what would happen? Of course it is still sitting in the car. I am lazy, and a scientist by nature, dammit!

Tuesday, April 12, 2005

I have a four day work week! YAY!

It's Birthday Week....EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW YUCK! Some random thoughts: Is it wrong of me to anticipate my family sending me money-filled birthday cards and planning to use the money to pay the electric/cable/other bill(s)? Why is it that whenever I feel like I am ready to kick ass and knit, my hands start acting up? I started a supa-secret project for someone in San Francisco over the weekend, and tried to work on it last night, but my hands could not hold the needles. WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH! (that's me, crying like a baby) Waking up to a green car is disturbing, since my car is blue. Realizing it is the inch thick coating of pollen that accumulated overnight that is making it look green is even more disturbing. My job makes me cry because right now I hate it. :( No, I mean, I HATE IT. I cannot explain with words the amount of hate I feel towards my job or certain people I work with. I know it's not even 9am, but a chocolate milkshake would really hit the spot right now. And now, a brief weekend recap: This weekend was nice, except for the fact I felt like poo and spent lots of time sleeping. I read a lot while B played PS2...Took the dogs to the dog park and reorganized the kitchen so I can actually find and use things on Sunday. It was pretty uneventful, although B and I went to see Bacon Ray on Saturday night which was awesome....they were a local band back in the day here in Tallahassee, and were reunited for one awesome night...and they have this one song that cracks me up because this guys is telling his girl not to spend another night at the office and to ask her boss to "please be strong, like Hoss on Bonanza", then goes on to discuss how her boss is so cosmopolitan because he has a treadmill and one of those little basketball hoops over his trashcan in his office. I almost peed I was laughing so hard....I can totally relate. The band was really good and quite funny, and B got to see a lot of his old friends. We of course had to make a trip to Waterworks for a lime daquiri afterwards....yeah, I was a little drunk Saturday night, but I miraculously had NO hangover the next morning. FABULOUS! Back to work. Cross your fingers and hope I don't freak out today!

Thursday, April 07, 2005

Evil has a name, and it is work

Another very dark and stormy day here in the Panhandle. I know I am not the only one in the office praying we lose power and get to go home early. It is confirmed: I have next Friday off. According to the boy, we may be going here, and then swinging over to Pensacola, at which point I will make him go here and then here on the way home. We did discuss a Tampa trip again (and if THAT happens, I will be parking my happy ass here for the duration! It's all about the funds though....since I am broke, who knows what we will end up doing. I told him to surprise me....and he said to start finding yarn stores in both areas. I honestly don't care if we sit at home....I just need a break from work. Really. I don't think you understand. I have had two semi-psychotic breaks here at work in the past two days. Good, times, good times. I fear that Nina and I have set expectations with the children that we may not be able to live up to. For the past several days, they have been taken to the dog park after we get off work and made lots of new friends. What happens when we are too tired, or have to work late, or it is stormy like it is today? I hope they don't rebel and become those degenerate cigar-smoking poker-playing dogs you see in all those paintings. (As an aside...let me just tell you how much Tom Brown Park rules. It is one of the coolest things about Tallahassee. Not only is there a dog park for big dogs, there is one for little dogs. There are a few playgrounds, bike and walking trails, lakes and ponds, baseball and soccer fields, a disc golf course, an RC track, and much, much more. It is so pretty, and it is right near my house, which makes it very convenient. According to one of my sources, at one point it was a hot spot for men looking for other men to engage in fun in the public restrooms. I am not sure if that is the case anymore, but I still try to stay away from the bathrooms, because I would hate to stumble upon on of those encounters.) I have been knitting quite a bit lately, I think I am out of my whiny knitting slump and am all fired up to work on wee baby things and new challenges. YAY!

Monday, April 04, 2005

Tax day isn't the only reason the 15th blows

If one more person says to me, "Oh, you know what? Your birthday is coming up!" I am going to kick them. Seriously? You think I don't know this? Like, you have to remind ME that it is MY birthday? No. No, I don't think so. Maybe I am just hostile because I am turning twenty five and am extremely bitter about that. YECH. I don't even wanna think about it anymore. Ahem...moving RIGHT along...this weekend I became addicted to Craft Corner Deathmatch. Like I need another TV addiction, right? Oh well. Even the man got sucked into the crafty goodness. And how about that wily Best Week Ever and their April Fool's Joke? Ahhhhh, television, how I love thee. I DID do some productive things. I know it sounds like all I did was watch TV, but honestly, I cleaned the entire downstairs and am going home this evening to work my Mary Poppin's cleaning magic upstairs. Yipee! I also started knitting some fingerless gloves, watched The Incredibles, and went with my honey to see Sin City. We were eagerly awaiting opening night, and were there with bells on just as soon as we could scurry away from our respective places of employment. I also bathed the doggies, trimmed their sharp little nails, gave them their flea and heartworm prevention, and took them on lots of walks in the beautiful weather we had once the ickiness of Friday blew out. Hope everybody had a relaxing weekend and that the time change didn't leave you too exhausted!

Friday, April 01, 2005


Lovely weather we are having today....I am in the area of the black rectangle I so helpfully drew for y'all to see...click picture to make bigger

Headed home from the Emerald Coast


On the way home and where you change from Central to Eastern time, the Apalachicola River....and part of my passenger window, with a bad reflection hitting it.

Painted Sky


Destin-sunset over the gulf, taken looking West, while traveling across the Mid-Bay Bridge


The Whaling Wall


Taken on Highway 20 at Choctaw Beach

Crunch Time


Welcome to Hell...I mean, my office, during last weeks frantic deadline rush

Thursday, March 31, 2005

Home again, Home again, jiggity jog/On my TV soapbox

PART ONE: In which I come home from a short but draining business trip My deadlines have been met, and now I will go back to dealing with the usual drama and frantic issues at work. I am so tired I can't see straight. I made it to Destin and back in one piece, but am feeling dehydrated and nasty...like cats must feel when they go outside and eat grass. I need nutrients. Hardee's and Taco Bell scarfed while driving don't count. Destin was PRETTY....Tuesday afternoon and evening I witnessed the most glorious sky color and sunset I have ever seen. Yesterday the weather was kind of crappy, but being so close to the water and getting to see the sunrise made up for the grey skies that followed. I took some pictures, but it is hard to get a good shot while drving across the Mid-Bay Bridge and holding your camera out the window. I will post the two decent ones at a later date...one of the sunset and one of the Whaling Wall. (Not to be confused with the Wailing Wall.) I really should go see Hank Williams III play this evening. I want to go. I also want to sleep. I think sleep is going to win in this case. Sorry, Hank. I finished the FPBH (fuzzy pink baby hat) and will also post pictured of it at a later date. It is so cute I kinda wish it fit me. I like to pet it, it is very soft and cuddly. (Stephanie, if you are reading this, I know that sounded bad, but rest assured, it is safe to place on your daughter's wee head.) Next up are some matching booties. How cute are booties? I love teeny cute things. I am a bad dog owner. My dogs have been crated all day due to the business of my schedule and Nina's crazy schedule. They will probably bite my ankles and pee on me when I get home. I deserve it. Part Two: In which I express my sadness and frustration over a television show. I have something important to say. I think Alias and I may be splitting up. I have had to do this before....like after Duchovny left The X-Files...(Dude, you can't have the X-Files without Mulder. You just can't.) That example just proves how long I will stay loyal to a great show gone bad. Alias, I had such love for you in the beginning, but now, now you just make me wanna puke. I know, I know....we have been together since Episode One, Season One, and have been through a lot together. SD-6, Rambaldi, Danny being killed, finding out Syd's mom was a baddie, falling for Vaughn, QT's fantastic guest appearances, Syd's missing years, Vaughn marrying that asshat Lauren, Sloan being Sloan, Jack crossing and doublecrossing....and now Nadia. See, the thing is, the show used to be sooooo great. It was exciting, and smart, and designed for loyal viewers with above average attention spans. It had characters you cared about, and would leave you hanging in that " I can't wait til next Sunday" way. Now that J.J. Abrams has dumbed it down in a ploy for attracting new viewers and higher ratings, it is nearly unwatchable. I mean, last season was godawful, but I hung in there, hoping against hope they would kill that Lauren bitch...and hoping this season things would get back on track. Instead, I get this weak-ass spy-sisters-are-doin'-it-for-themselves double dating drivel, and Sydney being all huggy big sister every episode. Then there was that one where Syd and Vaughn went to that Leave It to Beavery traning compound in Russia, which was cool, yet reminded me of an X-Files episode where Mulder and Scully have to pretend to be a married couple to investigate strange happenings in what seems like the perfect neighborhood. Granted, it wasn't the EXACT same story, but there were enough similarities that even non-obsessive X-Files watchers and Alias fans made the connection between the two episodes. I was still hanging in there though, after all, there was a two-parter with Anna Espinoza and Sark, I thought there was hope. I was so, so very wrong. Last week we had the Argentine version of "La Femma Nikita." Do we REALLY need to see another rip-off of this story? I liked "Point of No Return", but unfortunately, the Alias brand knock-off was not as well done as the Bridget Fonda vehicle. Just. Not. Good. Yet, I hung in there...waiting...hoping...until last night. Syd buried alive? Wait, don't you mean The Bride? I sat there in disbelief, waiting for the revelation that Syd too, was trained by Pei Mei and was a member of the Deadly Viper Assassination Squad. It wouldn't be too far off considering Vivica A. Fox and Quentin Tarantino have both appeared on the show....but seriously...can't the writers come up with anything better than rehashing other people's work? Alias used to be just as great as the original works it is now sadly (and blatantly) copying. It makes me so sad. I think I will continue to watch..perhaps not as regularly or fanatically as in the past, but maybe just check in every once in a while. If you are interested in tuning in to the current season of Alias, do yourself a favor and DON'T watch the first two seasons. You will not even recognize the current incarnation of the show as the same thing you saw on those season 1 and 2 DVD's. I just hope Mr. Abrams doesn't screw up Lost.....which I firmly believe is one of, if not, the, best show on TV right now. I could drone on and on about last night's ep for hours....but it is time for me to go home now. In conclusion, Alias used to be great, and now is not so great, but if you want to watch something really great, tune in to ABC at 8pm on Wednesday nights, and get creeped out and sucked in by Lost. Do yourself a favor, and watch it at least once. I bet you get hooked.

Sunday, March 27, 2005

Bad weather, good dogs, and homemade kung fu

This Easter afternoon finds me sitting at my desk. Since I don't have a desk at home, you would be correct in deducing that I am at work. Joy. I am so overloaded with work that I really don't know if I will be able to post at all this coming week. I will be out of town, for work, for at least two days. Before that, I will be stressing out, consuming unhealthy amounts of caffeine, and busting my ass, for work. Upon returning from my trip, I will be crashing, sleeping for days. Even when I am at work. I am sure there will be some time where I can squeeze a nap in. This weekend has been...odd. We have some bad weather. Last night was the worst weather I have experienced in my twenty-four years on this planet. We had an actual tornado warning, which means there was a tornado on the ground in our area. It was scary. This is scary too; this is what you see on your TV when the conditions are right for a tornado to form. We have one of these until 6pm tonight.

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This is what the Weather Channel shows when you are sooooooooooo gonna get hammered with scary thunderstorms and tornados. That red area is where there are tornado watches/warnings. The middle of the red area, the center part of the Florida Panhandle? That's me.

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B and I are supposed to go see Tron play tonight at The Yard, which is outdoors. I am thinking maybe there won't be a show after all. In dog news.....My dogs are sweet, and loving, and very, very cute. Here is Cricket at the dog park.

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She made friends with a 10 week old boxer puppy. It was SO FREAKING CUTE. Sampson was a big ol' wimp at first, but then warmed up to EVERYONE there, and went to everyone who called his name, except for me and my sister...you know, his OWNERS??? Traitor. Check him and his collie girlfriend out.

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More cuteness....They were so scared last night with the booming thunder and the extra-bright lightning, they just wanted to cuddle. With B. Because he is the St. Francis of Tallahassee. Once again, TRAITORS.

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Cricket in her "Please look at me and understand that I am the SHIT" pose this morning.

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Sampson, probably eating something he shouldn't be, with his "Robert Smith of Dogs" goth face.

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One more thing before we move on...up the street from me there is this house that has large, life-size humpback whale sculptures jumping out of their lawn. I am not joking. I hope to get a better picture soon, but check it out, I took this while driving by this morning:

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I don't really know how to feel about that. In knitting news....the baby blanket is on hiatus. I am using this extra soft yarn

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to make a hat for my kinda-sorta niece who will be born in July. It has eyelets, see?

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Did I mention it is really soft and fuzzy?

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I really, really need to go knit with some Tallahassee folks one night, I mean, I find the SnB and then I don't go...what an ass I am. However, I CAN explain it away with work at this time. I am hoping I can make it out next Sunday if they are doing anything that day. In making millions of baby things, I found I didn't have size 3 needles. Guess what? Neither did anyone in town. So I made some.

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I am not sayin' they are the prettiest things around, but they work.

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B and I went (Finally!) to the only yarn store in Tallahassee yesterday. I was a wee bit overwhelmed...it was tiny, and chaotic, and I didn't know where to look, there was crap EVERYWHERE with no organization and I was very confused... and I would say that it was not one of the "Friendly Local Yarn Stores" I have heard about. Um, no. More like, "hey lets look down our nose at the new girl", from all the biddies sitting around the table in the front of the store and watching my every move as if I was going to start shoving yarn down my pants and make a break for it. Apparently the ladies there were absent the day they taught Southern Hospitality at charm school. Methinks I will not be spending my money in such an establishment and will perhaps order my yarn online where I will receive a more friendly, human touch from a mouse-click and words typed on a screen. I must go install software and figure out how to make a Sony Clie TJ-27 do what I need it to do. Have a Happy Easter, and don't eat too many Starburst Jelly Beans like I did last night. By the way....playlist, guilty pleasures, and craft pages have been updated.

Thursday, March 24, 2005

My new toy

B is the best boyfriend ever. Last night he brought me an early birthday present. A lovely Nikkon Coolpix digital camera. My new toy is SWEEEEEEEEEEET!!!!!!! I have been playing with it all morning, and think I drove him and the puppies crazy with it last night, because I was taking pictures of everything. SEE???? How cute are my dogs????
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They look so spooky here....and check out Sampson, straight thuggin' yo.
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Apparently, Sampson likes vodka. He is trying to steal it from B.
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Cricket likes feet. (My feet are so BONY! YUCKY!)
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No, I mean she REALLY likes feet. Even B's feet.
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Wrasslin'
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I knitted....yes, on the Damn Baby Blanket. While watching Alias, which, as discussed here yesterday, is great to knit to. Doesn't this look like a MAGIC FLYING SQUARE in these pics?
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Look, I am hard at work today! Hard at work, with no makeup on! Gross!
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B also rules because he remembered to bring me the Eagles of Death Metal CD I wanted to burn. You can download awesome live EoDM stuff here, and you really, really should. You may have heard "Speaking in Tongues" on some new beer commercial...I can't remember which one though, so focused was I on rockin' out to the song while the commercial was on TV. I am a happy girl, and very, very spoiled. There has been talk of a birthday trip to Tampa to celebrate the big 2-5 in a few weeks. He is scouting hotel rooms and things to do, and I am scouting yarn shops. In other news, I am hungry with a hankerin' for BBQ. Please contact me for info on donating to the "Get Sarah Lunch from Sonny's" fund.