Despite financial woes, I broke down and purchased more yarn from the annual sale at Webs. I didn't spend a lot of money but I feel slightly guilty, nonetheless. In the long run, I think I will be very happy with my soon-to-be $25 sweater. Now, to finish the two sweaters currently on the needles so my current obsession, Owls, can see the light of day (or night).
Nothing much is going on other than self-inflicted trouble. I managed to knock off my driver-side rearview mirror by not paying attention to distance of the garage door. The dealership told me this would cost $250 to replace and suggested duct tape instead. I agree with their assessment and will raise them some super glue.
Since the rotten fence in our back yard decided to fall down and play dead after the last storm, we have put in a call to fix the damage. I hoped we would make it a few more months until the move, but the house has decided to conspire against us.
This weekend, I plan to continue working on my lazy lap blanket so I can eat up the 1,500 yards of worsted weight acrylic in my stash. I have a feeling this will take quite a long time to complete.
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Sunday, April 12, 2009
The Mass Exodus
Today, the clearing-out-of-the-closet began. This is a task I have avoided for many years. Most of my clothing only fit me at my smallest size and I do not want to be that weight again. I cannot believe I used to think I was "too big". The folly of youth! The size issue, however, is only one piece of the puzzle. I used to be a club kid and the majority of my wardrobe was geared toward evenings out. Lots of velvet, plaid and vinyl, with an occasional skull-print. I feel it's time to let go and get rid of many items I will never wear again. Some of the clothing will stay, but my style has changed so radically that I prefer to replace these items with more mod-themed wardrobe pieces. As the aging process continues, I realize some things are just not appropriate anymore. This makes me sad on one level, but I feel stagnant and can't imagine failing to make some progress. Instead of purchasing cheap pieces of clothing, I want to invest in nicer things. I may pay more money in the short term, but a slew of small purchases adds up. Some of the tanks and skirts which ended up in the "discard" pile were frighteningly skimpy and some body parts, quite frankly, should no longer be on display.
P.S. I posted this scarf to make the armadillo feel better about the hot Buku action.
P.S. I posted this scarf to make the armadillo feel better about the hot Buku action.
Friday, April 10, 2009
My So-Called Blog Entry
This post is completely disjointed because I have a lot of random bits of news from the past few weeks.
After long deliberation and a spark of laziness, I decided to finally knit My So-Called Scarf. I went on another amazing trip to Minnesota for Anime Detour and decided a two-row stitch pattern would be easy enough to remember and knit up during panels. I wasn't incorrect in this assumption. Plus, there were two skeins of Manos del Uruguay lingering in my stash, forlorn and unused. I have racked up copious amounts of UFOs recently and this is one of the quick and mindless projects perfect for convention-knitting. This is my excuse and I am sticking to it.
The convention was as much fun as the previous two years I attended. Staff and attendees did not disappoint and I am firmly convinced they are the most generous people I have been lucky enough to work with. The charity auction raised over $20,000, which is greatly shocking for a convention with only 4,000 people. If I am not mistaken, this is the highest total to date and the responsibility lies with our auctioneers, Carrie and Chris, and the staff. Although other conventions have done a spectacular job, Anime Detour has completely blown my expectations. So, basically spoiling it for everyone else. Be forewarned...
And how could I forget the lovely and hard-working Detour Jello Squad and Guest Relations staff? I need to think of some inappropriate surprises to send them... and something appropriate for a friend who drove out to see me during the auction. She is beautifully pregnant and I am kicking myself for packing the yarn I want to use for her baby blanket.
Back to the term inappropriate, I am disappointed that my work schedule has hindered my relentless stalking habits. There is an entire issue of The AntiCraft devoted to merkins! This term pops up with alarming regularity during the course of my routine life and a craft-related 'zine spotlighting their existence is an unexpected piece of pure joy.
I am afflicted with a horrible sinus infection and the drugs are making me feel punchy. Although I rarely post links to funny articles or news, my partner-in-crime showed me the best piece of tongue-in-cheek political journalism that I have seen in ages. This is my favorite intentional faux pas derived from the current presidency, even above the accidental slip from earlier this year.
Totally unrelated to everything else, but visiting my doctor to beg for antibiotics yielded unexpected results. We have a routine. They check my weight and blood pressure before allowing me to see a physician. As everyone knows, the scale at the doctor's office always clocks a higher weight than the scale at home. This time? Happiness! I have officially lost 20 pounds. This is not my usual point of discussion in a public forum, but I feel the need to say that the daily compliments on my lifestyle-change and appearance have done wonders for my self esteem.
After long deliberation and a spark of laziness, I decided to finally knit My So-Called Scarf. I went on another amazing trip to Minnesota for Anime Detour and decided a two-row stitch pattern would be easy enough to remember and knit up during panels. I wasn't incorrect in this assumption. Plus, there were two skeins of Manos del Uruguay lingering in my stash, forlorn and unused. I have racked up copious amounts of UFOs recently and this is one of the quick and mindless projects perfect for convention-knitting. This is my excuse and I am sticking to it.
The convention was as much fun as the previous two years I attended. Staff and attendees did not disappoint and I am firmly convinced they are the most generous people I have been lucky enough to work with. The charity auction raised over $20,000, which is greatly shocking for a convention with only 4,000 people. If I am not mistaken, this is the highest total to date and the responsibility lies with our auctioneers, Carrie and Chris, and the staff. Although other conventions have done a spectacular job, Anime Detour has completely blown my expectations. So, basically spoiling it for everyone else. Be forewarned...
And how could I forget the lovely and hard-working Detour Jello Squad and Guest Relations staff? I need to think of some inappropriate surprises to send them... and something appropriate for a friend who drove out to see me during the auction. She is beautifully pregnant and I am kicking myself for packing the yarn I want to use for her baby blanket.
Back to the term inappropriate, I am disappointed that my work schedule has hindered my relentless stalking habits. There is an entire issue of The AntiCraft devoted to merkins! This term pops up with alarming regularity during the course of my routine life and a craft-related 'zine spotlighting their existence is an unexpected piece of pure joy.
I am afflicted with a horrible sinus infection and the drugs are making me feel punchy. Although I rarely post links to funny articles or news, my partner-in-crime showed me the best piece of tongue-in-cheek political journalism that I have seen in ages. This is my favorite intentional faux pas derived from the current presidency, even above the accidental slip from earlier this year.
Totally unrelated to everything else, but visiting my doctor to beg for antibiotics yielded unexpected results. We have a routine. They check my weight and blood pressure before allowing me to see a physician. As everyone knows, the scale at the doctor's office always clocks a higher weight than the scale at home. This time? Happiness! I have officially lost 20 pounds. This is not my usual point of discussion in a public forum, but I feel the need to say that the daily compliments on my lifestyle-change and appearance have done wonders for my self esteem.
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