Showing posts from November, 2009
We're not supposed to send personal emails at work but people often do.  This came in an email today.  I liked it and thought I'd share.
Written By Regina Brett, 90 years old, of The Plain Dealer, Cleveland, Ohio

"To celebrate growing older, I once wrote the 45 lessons life taught me.
It is the most-requested column I've ever written.
My odometer rolled over to 90 in August, so here is the column once more:"

1. Life isn't fair, but it's still good.
2. When in doubt, just take the next small step.
3. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone.
4. Your job won't take care of you when you are sick. Your friends and parents
will. Stay in touch.
5. Pay off your credit cards every month.
6. You don't have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.
7. Cry with someone. It's more healing than crying alone.
8. It's OK to get angry with God. He can take it.
9. Save for retirement starting with your first paycheck.
10. When it comes to chocolate, resistance is fu…
I woke up to an unusual sight this morning.  Sunshine.  Yep.  The big yellow burning thing in the sky has finally decided to show itself.  I am thrilled.  While it hasn't rained in the past three days, it's been very grey.

Thanksgiving here was good.  The food was good, the company was better.  At one point, there were three spinning wheels in my living room all whirring along at the same time.  I'd insert a photo here but I've lost them somewhere on the computer.  My old laptop automatically saved my photos to the same folder each time.  This setup does not and I closed the file before I moved them to the assigned folder and now they're lost somewhere among the electrons.  I'll wait till Pk comes home from his morning "rust hunt" at the flea market and see if he can help me find them.

In meantime, Em brought her wheel down with her and Kate brought hers down from her room and we all spun together for the first time.  It was cool. There was spinning and…
One month from today is Christmas.  The mad rush toward the holiday starts on Friday (at least here in the US it does) with Black Friday.  The media will stoke the frenzy with updates on how many shopping days there are left and people will start to get that crazed, dazed look in their eyes when you ask about their holiday plans.

So.  I want to take the next few days and savor the quiet and enjoy my family.  They're all coming for dinner.  Em and Jim and Jim's sister and Em's friend Laura.  Kate and El and Pk and I.  Seven people who all mean the world to me.  I want to enjoy their company and not let the impending hectic-ness that is the Christmas season dampen our day.

I spend time frequently counting my blessings and being thankful for what and who I have in my life.  It's not always kittens and rainbows but it's not all guns and garbage either.  There's plenty of goodness and happy to balance out the other. 

I'm inordinately proud of my girls and how love…
Good Sunday afternoon!  We've had a quiet weekend here at the Wood household.  Friday, I left work early to join Pk and some of his coworkers for lunch.  I've heard about these folks for a couple of years but had never met them.  It was good.He works with some nice folks.  

  While they went back to the office to work for another hour, I went to Barnes and Noble (bookstore) and bought a cup of coffee and decided to sit and knit and wait for Pk.  I found a table in the sunshine and sat by the window (it was very crowded for early Friday afternoon).  I was listening to The Friday Night Knitting Club by Kate Jacobs and working on a sock.  It was just about perfect. 

 I sat there for an hour and then Pk and I got on the train to come home and went to "our" bookstore and sat for a few hours. ( Ours is bigger and was far less crowded).  I bought the new Stephen King book, Under the Dome, (1074 pages!) and the new Star Trek movie.  I'm rationing myself with the book.  I l…
Did you ever have one of those weeks where you blinked your eyes and not seconds but whole days have gone by?  I am having one.  It hasn't been a terrible week (except for some intestinal virus which seems to be making the rounds) and it hasn't been a particularly productive week.  Just a normal, everyday very-warm-for-November week.

I don't even have any good progress shots.  I haven't spent any time on the bayerische sock.  It takes a fair amount of concentration and I haven't seemed to have it lately.  I have been working away on the wildflowers shawl.  It's pretty but looks pretty much the same, only bigger.I fell asleep with it in my hands the other night around 9:00 pm.  I've just felt tired and have gone to bed early every night. 
( Next week is Thanksgiving here in the US.  It's one of my favoritest of holidays because it's all about the family/friends and the food.  We have the same menu (my family is nothing if not consistent, violently so) …
I'm patting myself on the back today because I'm looking out of clean windows this morning.  Since it wasn't technically raining yesterday, I decided to just do it and get it over with.  It's funny because they never really look that dirty until you see them clean. 

As for the china closet, I'm listening to an interesting scifi book called Dies the Fire by M. Stirling about an unknown incident which has wiped out all the electric power (it has to be some kind of electro magnetic pulse because batteries don't work either and planes just fell out of the sky) and how people react to it.  It kind of reminds me of Threads which is about the aftermath of nuclear war and how people cope.  So, I may just listen to that as I wash and dry the china and polish the little bits of silver.  Or I may put that off till next week......

In between window washing and laundry yesterday, I managed to make one of these.  It's the Heart Sachet by Vikki Severs from Ik (summer 2005)…
It's a Saturday morning and it's one of those days where it's not quite raining but it's not dry either.  It's been like this for 3 days now.  I got up and showered and instead of going and getting breakfast and starting the laundry, I sat down with the computer.  Pk made some toast and the smell is making me hungry so breakfast will happen soon. 

But first, I wanted to respond to Bells' comment on my last post.  She wanted to know if I had come to "love ravelry".  And my answer is a qualified No.  There are parts I like.  For instance, I like being able to search patterns and to have interactions with other like-minded individuals.  I like that it collects information on yarns and techniques all in one place and they are easy to access. 

I'm not interested in uploading my collection of needles, my yarn or my projects.  I don't enjoy looking at other people's stash (I totally don't get the Flash Your Stash people at all).  I like to se…
This is blog post 499.  How weird is that?  (and how wordy!)  What have I learned in all that time? 

I learned that

people who don't even know me in real life can be kindand generousand, yes, lovingI can write whole paragraphs without saying anythingI really like having the blog even if sometimes I'm not sure if anyone is readingI'm still not ready for facebookor twitterI am a very slow knitter but my skills are improvingI like trying new things and the internet is allowing me to see what others are doingI'm probably never going to be a knitwear designerI'm ok with thatI like shopping online but nothing beats being able to touch the yarnI don't understand why everyone runs out to buy a yarn if the yarn harlot says she is using itI like it that I can share a hobby with my daughtersand even my husbandspinning is as relaxing as knitting and one day I'll be really goodI've probably learned a lot more but it's been a long night.  No knitting here.  I spent…
I got my H1N1 shot today.  My employer required it and I decided not to put up a fuss and just rolled up my sleeve (again).  When I went over to the main hospital at lunch time, there were only 12 doses left so if I had just waited a little longer I could have said "well, I tried".  My arm is a little sore this time.  The nurse was really good but there was a lot of serum.

I've been working on my Wildflowers shawl which is nice fairly mindless knitting. This photo shows the colors  too bright.  The colors are really the bruised colors of a rainy, thunderstormy sky.  It's alpaca/merino and called Smokey Sunset. This pattern is not lacey but has little lace flowers embedded in the stockinette.  When it's blocked, the flowers will stand out and it will be beautiful.

I have decided to finish this and two of the three pairs of socks going before I start the Travelling Woman shawl.  I can't stand the idea of that many wips at once.  It gives me a headache.

This is the…
I'm having a bittersweet moment.  My youngest daughter, my Katiebaby, told me yesterday that she is moving out on December 1st.  (What is it about December?  Em moved out in Dec too).  Kate and Patrick are moving into a local apt complex (really local, across the street local). 

I'm happy for them.  I remember the excitement of our first apt.  In fact, Kate is moving into the same complex Pk and I moved into 28 yrs ago when we got married.  They will spend the next couple of weeks collecting things they'll need.

It's a little sad (for me).  Kate is 20 yrs old and an adult.  She's smart and practical and has a "good head on her shoulders" (my father's highest praise).  She is very creative and will take what they have and turn this blank box of an apt into a comfy living space.

(I'm not thinking too hard about the fact that this means I'll finally have a CRAFT ROOM.)

It's hard to watch the babies grow up.  When they learn to walk and walk away…
It's Sunday late afternoon.  I made sausage gravy and biscuits for breakfast and then did 6 loads of laundry (3 of which have still have to be folded and put away).  I spun and knitted and then fell asleep at every opportunity.  For some reason, everytime I sat down, I fell asleep.  I didn't realize I was so tired. 

We had dinner with Em and Jim last night.  Em made beef stew that was yummy and we had ice cream cake (also yummy).  Jim gave me some pretty yarn in a soft grey color.  A bamboo and angora blend.  I think it'll make a lovely lacey scarf.

Kate and I signed up for Sock Wars.  I have no illusions about winning or even lasting past the first round.  I'll probably get a person (I was going to say woman but there are men in the competition), who doesn't work and has lots of time to stay home and knit as my assassin.  The downside?  I lose early.  The upside?  I get a pair of handknit socks!  How is that a bad thing?  The signups are open until January.  As o…
Thank you for all the birthday wishes.  I think the thoughts on spirituality came from the Buddhist Morning Inspiration.  I have them emailed to me every day and some days they really strike a chord inside.  Most days they at least make me think and rethink my assumptions.  (If you're interested in checking it out, the website is here.  This is not an endorsement of Buddhism over any other faith/belief.  The emails are just thought provoking and anything that challenges me and makes me think is a good thing)

I took today off as a birthday present to myself and the weather has cooperated.  The sky is a vast expanse of blue and there are still some bits of orange hanging around although it's pretty windy so that will change.  Pk is going to help El figure out what's wrong with her computer and then we're going to buy him a new keyboard.  He has a bad habit of leaving a full glass of iced tea on the edge of the desk and has knocked it over not once or even twice but three …
This is my simple religion. There is no need for temples; no need for complicated philosophy. Our own brain, our own heart is our temple; the philosophy is kindness.

~The Dalai Lama

I've never been a religious person although I can sing any number of hymns and know lots of children's bible stories from my days of singing in the church choir and attending sunday school.

Organized religion does not speak to me.  I think I have a hard time with the rules.  I don't think I'm any kind of saint, just an ordinary person struggling to make some sense of her life.  I'm also not a sinner who should always be asking for forgiveness for her life either. 

If I had to define my beliefs, I would say I believe in the beginning of the Hippocratic oath doctors take "first do no harm" and then it's all about being the best person I can be and helping other people along the way.  I also subscribe to the Girl Scout principle of 'leave a place better than the way it was…
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When my girls were little, (Wait, who am I kidding, any time someone in our family gets something surrounded by bubble wrap), there was an eager hand reaching out to play with it.  I don't know what makes it so appealing but somehow it's almost the best toy ever.  Right up there next to the cardboard box the refridgerator came in. 

I don't know why this is because you can buy this stuff in huge rolls at the office supplies store.  I think it's the serendipity of it.  Bubble wrap is just fun anytime.

I had a good time playing with my new laptop last night.  I was delighted that Pk saved all the photos and patterns and also managed to capture my favorites so I don't have to search them out again (and probably forget some of them).  He amazes me with how well he figures out how things work. 

Our local buses/trollys/subway provider went on strike at 3 AM this morning.  Nothing like giving the people some warning so they could plan…
I was without a laptop for less than 24 hours.  When I got off the train today, Pk was waiting in the drivers' seat of the car.  This is a little unusual because he usually moves over so I can drive since it's my car.  When I asked why he was driving (I usually tell him I don't care who drives us the 2 miles home) he said, "I want to go someplace". 

When I asked where?  He pulled out his iphone and showed me a photo of a new laptop at BestBuy (local discount electronics store).  He said, "I want to buy this for you".  He went on to say that since I try hard to help him get what he wants, he wanted to give me something I wanted.  I was speechless and tears came to my eyes.

I had gotten used to the idea of not having a computer for the next 6 months but this was a good deal.  It's not a gaming machine but I'm not into gaming.  It'll do what I want/need it to do and that'll make me happy.

He was also able to hook up the old hard drive and …
I am having a computer crisis at the moment.  And it looks like it may well last into the spring.

My laptop died without any warning or symptoms or anything.  Yesterday, I noticed that it wasn't recognizing that it was plugged in (the battery has an amazing 28 minute life span).  This means I drained the battery and couldn't recharge it.  The little lights that let me know it's got power refused to come on. 

I was unconcerned because Pk is a computer whiz and he said he'd "look at it".  He made no promises but he's so amazing, I had no doubt he'd fix it.  No fixing happened. 

Pk took it apart (the insides of laptops are amazing.  they cram so much stuff in such a small space) and can't find anything overtly wrong.  But it still won't charge and doesn't have enough power in the battery to boot up.  I don't want to buy an expensive battery for a 5 yr old laptop (and find out it's something else and not the battery)  nor do I want t…
This is my favorite Hallowe'en photo!  I bought a lot of candy (and only things we like) hoping we'd have a lot of kids come to the door.  13.  Yep.  Only 13 kids came.  So, I have a rather large amount of mini chocolate bars left.  I'm surprisingly ok with that.

(Apollogies for the dark photos.  It was another grey, cloudy, rainy day)

We went to my brother's and had a delicious dinner of chili and mac and cheese.  And the brown bread.  It was completely eaten up!  Good thing I left some at home.  I will say that I'm not a huge fan of the stuff.  I think it's neat that it's baked in cans and I will start saving cans to make some at Christmas time but eh. I think the recipe needs salt and when I make it again, I'll add some salt.  I think bread cries out for a dash of salt and this recipe doesn't have any.  Here's the bread still in the can. 
And here's the loaves out of the cans.  The squat ones were baked in Progresso soup cans.  Those are ha…