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AuburnChick is Under the Weather But Still Knitting

Boy, this has been an interesting week. Work-wise, it’s been fine. Health-wise…not so good. I have developed some sort of upper respiratory ailment that my body is having a hard time fighting. It’s run the gamut from the sore throat to a stuffy nose and wet cough. I’m frustrated. I hate going to the doctor, and I just cannot stand taking antibiotics. The last time I took them, my stomach was so upset.

So, I’m going to fight this like the strange girl I am…with fresh juice. I’ve decided to go on a juice fast. Sounds drastic, I know, but you have no idea how poorly I’ve been feeling.

This will be my second time fasting. I’m aiming for a minimum of ten days

Did I just hear you fall out of your chair? Ten days?? Yep. It’s really not as bad as it seems.

The first two or three days are pretty rotten. You have the non-eating headache, but that passes. Your body starts feeling achy, but that passes too. What happens is that your body, freed from the burden of processing food, can now focus on damage control…something it rarely has the time or energy for. You find yourself needing less sleep, and your energy level grows by leaps and bounds. The longer you fast, the more healing happens. Healing happens from the newest aches and pains to the oldest. I’ve read of people who fasted long enough to feel, temporarily, old knee or back pain return, then go away for good. This is a good site if you’re interested in reading more.

I’m making freshly extracted fruit and vegetable juices. I have a Champion Juicer…purchased several years ago. It’s one of the best juicers you can buy…not available at Target or Walmart but at most true nutrition/health food stores. It masticates the produce (i.e. mashes the juice, invoking very little heat and thus preserving the nutritional value).

I used to be much better with my eating and juicing habits. I made fresh carrot juice every morning for my family, and I watched everything that went into their mouths. Very little sugar and processed food was allowed into their bodies. I’ve slackened a bunch due to laziness and the expense that accompanies healthier eating. I’m getting back on board the Train of Healthy Eating.

Yesterday was the first day, and it wasn’t too bad. I’ve been feeling so poorly that whatever ickiness might have felt from the fast just doesn’t seem so bad. The next couple of days will probably be difficult. I’ll get through them. And I’m not even tempted by the cake I made for youngest chicklet’s birthday (Shout out to the Boy, who turned 14 yesterday). Nor was I tempted by the brownies I made for Soccer Chick and her friend last night. Nope. I’m on a mission.

Despite being sick, I have managed to complete another project. Last night, I cast off my third pair of Greenaway Fingerless Gloves. I used Alchemy Sanctuary, colorway Platinum. Each time I’ve knit these gloves, I’ve done something a little differently. This go-round, I wound up knitting an extra round on one needle, leaving it a bit wop-sided when I cast off. I tried to fix it the best I could, and I didn’t repeat the mistake on the mate. They actually turned out quite well despite my boo-boo.

These are for Knitting_Guy’s mom…the lady I made the cap for (previous post). I think she’ll like them. They are so soft. Smooth as silk, and warm too.

What’s next, you ask? I’m working on two Oddball Baby Blankets. I received them in the mail this week and should be receiving one more next week. I’m going to try to get them done quickly so I can cast on another no-hair chemo cap for my daughter’s friend’s mom. She starts chemotherapy this week.

A Cap for Ms. Jean

I love finishing projects!!! What a feeling of accomplishment, no matter the size.

This week found me knitting up a chemo cap for Knitting_Guy’s mom. He is a member of Knitting Help and Ravelry. He has two blogs…this one and this one.

He has contributed many posts on KH, and is simply adored by all. I remember when he first joined the site and started teaching himself to knit. His first scarf was full of mistakes, but he plugged on. Now he’s working on his first sweater. I’ve never even made a sweater. Wow!

What makes Knitting_Guy so endearing is that he is a trucker. He’s not afraid to knit wherever he stops. As a result, he has had some interesting experiences, which he has shared with his fellow KH’ers.

Anyhow, Knitting_Guy shared that his mom was going to be starting her second round of chemotherapy, so a bunch of us have joined forces to knit some goodies together for one big care package for her. Some of the knitters are working on squares that one member will seam up and another will crochet a border for. What a wonderful group of people. I’m honored to be counted among them.

When I went to KnitWitz in Jacksonville, I shopped with the main purpose of buying yarn for a hat. I wanted to make the No-Hair-Day Hairy Chemo Cap. My version does not look like the picture in the pattern due to the yarn I used. I used Rowan Calmer 482 (Powder Puff) stranded with Eyelash Trendsetter Yarns, color #12. The eyelash yarn is different from the FIZZ recommended in the pattern. However, I really like the yarn. It knit up well and is very soft.

I used magic loop because I didn’t have the right size dpns. It was a fast knit, and although I would have liked for it to turn out like the picture (I’m weird in that way), I still like it. It kind of reminds me of a Go-Go skirt.

I’m going to begin work on a pair of fingerless gloves to accompany the hat. This project is so addicting! It’s been a lot of fun thinking of items that will bring a smile to Ms. Jean’s face.

This is the best part of knitting.

In Honor of Ms. Bush

Did you hear that huge sigh of relief? Today was the last day of school for my district.

No homework, exams, or projects for two and a half months! Yippee!!! Happy Dance time. 😀

I left work a bit early to pick up littlest chicklet from school. The church youth group went to the beach, so I had to take him straight to the church. On the way back to work, I was reminded about my time spent working as a computer paraprofessional at one of our local middle schools.

My direct supervisor was Ms. Bush (name is real, unlike all of the other nicknames I use here). Ms. Bush has worked at said school for over 30 years. She was never actually a teacher, but she might as well have been.

Ms. Bush spent most of her time working in a program that provided the “extras” to the students. About three years ago, the program became the victim of budget cuts, so Ms. Bush transitioned over to run the Media Center (aka “library”). What she did was take on librarian duties, as well as continuing to do what she had done all those years before…provide the “extras” to the students.

Ms. Bush was creative — always looking for ways to enhance the school experience. She ran an AR store for many, many years. The first year I worked there, she organized a talent show. I had never seen anything like it before. I still laugh when I remember the male teachers imitating the Supremes, and the SRO walking up to “Diana” to hand her a rose. I almost fell out of my chair. During Ms. Bush’s tenure at small town middle school, she clothed many students who didn’t have regulation attire. And she did this in a way that did not demean the kids. Her goal was to enrich their lives – making them feel better about themselves in the process.

My office was located in the back of the Media Center, and Ms. Bush was not the Media Specialist the first year I worked there. It was a dark place. The librarian was not kid-friendly, complaining frequently about this and that child. Ms. Bush changed all of that.

By the time school started her first year in the library, she had transformed it into a bright, happy place. Large Christmas M&M figures decorated the bookshelves from November until January. Leprechauns mysteriously appeared in March. What a festive place! Kids were encouraged to use the computer lab, with your’s truly in charge of keeping those machines running optimally so the kids could have every tool at their disposal.

What makes her even more inspiring is that this school is not in the wealthiest area of the city. Parents are not exactly clamoring to get their children into this school; however, if they gave themselves a chance to get to know the staff personally, they would change their minds.

Not only was she wonderful to the students but also to the many teachers and staff who entered those doors. Every Christmas, she opened her home to those she worked with, proudly displaying 30-40 Christmas trees in her home. Every tree was themed and bespoke her hobbies outside of school. And the food she supplied at these shin-digs…yum! Nobody and nothing escaped her spoiling, including her dog “Blueberry.” Ms. Bush cooked chicken for her sweet dog every day. Nothing but the best for doggie dear. Blueberry often accompanied her to school during the summer, keeping Ms. Bush company while the kids’ thoughts couldn’t have been further from the house of learning.

Ms. Bush spent the first year getting the library up to speed. The next two years were a bit easier. However, Ms. Bush got tired. She was going to retire last year but decided to come back for one more year. This year was her last…no turning back this time.

As I drove past the intersection where I would normally turn to go to the school, I picked up my phone and decided to see if she was still there, despite the fact that school had been out for an hour. I’ve tried to go by and see her a few times, but she had so much leave that she had to take that she always seemed to be gone on the days I visited.

Fortunately, she was still at the school when I called. When I heard her voice, I wanted to reach through the phone and give her a hug. This woman is simply the sweetest, most generous and thoughtful people you will ever meet. Her hugs are genuine. She made every person, young and old, feel special.

As we talked, she cried. It’s going to be hard for her to leave. She’s enjoyed the days she took off this year, but to have it be a permanent thing…well, she doesn’t know what she’s going to do. What she was really saying is that she’s going to miss the very people whose lives she touched daily. We will miss her too. And I told her that. And she cried more. And I teared up.

I don’t think I’ve ever told anyone I wasn’t related to (or dating) that I love them. I spoke these words to Ms. Bush, and she said them to me. She will be missed.

Memorial Day Wishes

May we never forget those who died fighting for our freedom.

Yarn Porn from Jacksonville

Hooray, hooray! AuburnChick went shopping!!! It’s pretty sad when I scout out yarn stores when we go out of town, but that’s exactly what I do. I got up bright and early this morning, GPS in hand,and made my way to KnitWitz, a “real” yarn store in Jacksonville. What a delightful store!!! Here’s what it looked like when I walked in…

To be fair, I justified my visit with the need to buy yarn for the chemo caps I am getting ready to make for a couple of people.

Here’s the Rowan Calmer that I plan on stranding with the Trendsetter eyelash yarn to make this pattern.

I bought this color (same brands as above) to make a cap for my daughter’s friend’s mom…the same gal I made the comfort throw for. She starts chemo the first week of June.

Now, here’s where I went off track a bit. Being in a real yarn store, and never having access to one, made me feel totally okay with buying the rest of what you’ll see.

I bought solid sock yarn because I’ve only made socks with striping or variegated yarn. There are many patterns that I’ve stayed away from because I just knew that the colors would hide all of the hard work.

This is Lorna’s Laces, and the colorway is Periwinkle. It is so pretty! I’ve finally, finally learned that you have to buy two skeins of this brand of yarn to make calf-length socks. Each skein is only 50g!

The next yarn is Berroco Comfort Sock. It’s either white or creme. Yeah, it seems like a “blah” color, but I think that everybody needs a pair of white socks, and I can already envision some lovely lace pattern.

Now, the neat thing about this store is that just when you think you’ve seen everything, you haven’t. As I got to the back, and I touched everything, I found myself fondling some very soft yarn. I picked it up to check the label, and lo and behold – Malabrigo! This is the first time I’ve actually seen it at a store! Remember that one of my KH buddies sent me some not too long ago, so it’s not the first time I’ve touched the stuff. But, I’ve never actually visited a yarn store that had it stocked! I fell in love with this color – Water Green. It is the same color as my first prom dress.

I left the store a bit poorer but richer in spirit.

Off I went to watch Soccer Chick play a game. Now, I never thought I would find it too hot to knit. I am cold-natured. But I have to say that today was the hottest day of soccer that I’ve sat through this season. I pulled out the Tidal Wave socks that I’ve been feverishly trying to finish but found myself unable to knit more than a couple of rounds before setting it aside.

However, I did elect to stay at the hotel while everyone went to dinner. I really wanted to finish these socks…and I DID!!! Lookie…

Please allow me to apologize for the absolutely horrible picture! Since I’m out of town, I don’t have my wonderful Ott Light, which allows for natural lighting and true colors to pop out.

The important thing is that the socks are done! So, a rundown on the sock stats. I used size 1 (2.50mm) circular needles (one 24″ and one 16″). The yarn is Tofutsies, color #799. Here is the link for the free pattern. It’s fabulously easy. I didn’t even use the chart for the second sock. I modified the pattern by continuing the pattern repeats down the top of the foot. I knit six pattern repeats down the leg and then six more from the instep to the beginning of the toes.

Tomorrow, I’ll cast on for the first of the two chemo caps. These will be a first for me…and I’m nervous about the eyelash yarn getting in the way of the knitting. But I trust that God will honor my desire to serve Him, even in this small endeavor, and will allow me to knit the caps without too much difficulty.

One Down, One To Go

Wow! Life’s been hectic the last few days!

I stayed up late Friday night and finished the first Tidal Wave sock.

I had to try it on, even though it’s a little too big since Chicklet’s friend has 9 1/2 size feet!

When I turned the heel, the yarn either changed colors or appeared to because of the slip-stitch heel called for in the pattern. I don’t know if you can tell, but the yarn, at this point, is absolutely vibrant — totally different from the leg.

I fully intended to spend Saturday and Sunday knitting up the mate, but regular house work got in the way.

Whatever would AuburnChick be doing that would take her away from knitting, you might ask. Well..enter in Mr. AuburnChick

Why, oh why, do men think they can go for years without caring one iota about the yard and then, Presto, Change-O, in one fell swoop, stick their noses in and wreak havoc?

These…

used to be here…

and here…

I didn’t get a picture of the mini-tree-like-things that were also in these flower beds. Mr. Chick went out, bought a saw, and cut them down to nubs and attempted to shovel them out. In the process, he managed to pull something in his back, leaving one huge hole and a mess that, guess who, had to clean up.

Grrr…

Yes, folks, I had to use my pristine knitting hands to finish what that over-ambitious man-thing had started. I even told him that I had better not mess up my knitting hands…I had a sock to finish on a very short deadline.

No such luck.

My hands were a wreck afterwards. I had to dig moats around each plant, breaking as many of the roots as possible before partially disabled He-Man could pick up the shovel and finish the job, with me lifting each plant, allowing him to strike at the remaining roots, freeing them one-by-one.

I was done knitting for the next two days. My right palm was very bruised.

Sigh…

I did pick up the sock today and managed to finish almost two full pattern repeats during Littlest Chick’s athletic awards ceremony. The pattern is so easy that I have it memorized. I’ve decided that I won’t have time to block them. I’ll simply be thrilled to hand them over when I’m done. I have lots more projects in the works!

Progress

Well, despite the rough start to the week and the fact that I worked many extra hours, I did manage to get more of the Tidal Wave sock completed. Here’s how it stands at six repeats:

My daughter’s soccer friend has long legs, so I had to knit one more repeat than the pattern suggested. My goal is to get this sock done this weekend and finish the second one by Wednesday or Thursday. We leave next Friday for a tournament, and I want to gift them then. Actually, I should probably finish by Wednesday so I can block them. Grrr. I do not block socks, but I will do the right thing…think about presentation. Forget the fact that they are Tofutsies…lovely color by the way…it’s all in the presentation.

I was also a bad girl last week. I ordered more yarn <gulp>. Don’t tell Mr. AuburnChick, okay?

Lookie what came in yesterday. Thank goodness Little Mr. Chickadee’s swim meet was canceled. I was able to head off the UPS guy and hide my prize.

Yes…it’s more of the Alchemy Sanctuary that I am totally in love with. The one on the left is called Ruby, and the one on the right is called Platinum. I bought the pink one for a friend who liked the color when she saw it online (she also liked the Greenaway Fingerless Gloves that I made for our co-worker). So, not wanting to waste all of that shipping cost, I ordered another skein. Getting more for my money, you see.

Despite the fact that I was having a bad week, Pele (Soccer Chick’s dog) did not have a care in the world.

Must be great to be a dog…in my house anyway.

Doggie training camp is going well…for Molly anyway. She’s turning out to be a smart dog, despite Mr. AuburnChick’s declaration that she was stupid. He said this when I first brought her home, over his objections. I think the word stupid meant stupid-cute.

Off I go to work on the heel flap of these socks. More later…

A Tuesday Worthy of Chocolate


Pictures speak louder than words.

Tuesday was not the best day. I was greeted at work by a friend bearing a bag of M&M’s. Out of the blue. Very much like my friend. She loves dark chocolate. I’m a milk chocolate kind of gal. Common denominator? Chocolate. The perfect base for friendship. We have a way of bringing chocolate goodies to each other at just the right time. I can see God’s hand in what might seem trivial matters to some people. Chocolate is not trivial to me.

Especially on days like Tuesday.

Without going into details, it was just one of those days. I was glad to get home. However, upon finding out that a new employee was starting the next day (yep…very short notice), I spent the entire evening prepping their computer…remotely from home. Thank goodness for technology. Thank goodness for chocolate.

We had a new gal start in our office this week (a different person from who’s starting on Wednesday), so we took her out to lunch. What a treat for me! I never take lunch since I work part-time. The lure of Mexican food was too much to resist. I quickly jumped in my car and followed my boss.

She started going the back way to the restaurant. I followed blindly. However, when we started pulling up to a seafood restaurant, I got concerned. Surely they wouldn’t have changed the restaurant without calling me to make sure I knew? She had no way of knowing that I was following her.

However, the car I was following passed the restaurant. Now I knew that something was not right.

“Ring, Ring…”

“Hello, boss. Where are you?”

“At the Mexican restaurant, of course!”

Great. I followed the wrong car. Good thing this city is so small. I was there in no time, embarrassed. What kind of impression was I making on the new gal? “Oh, it’s just AuburnChick…you know…”

My bad day extended into my home life.

I’m working very hard to get my dogs trained properly. This has been on my mind since my first attempt to take all three to the dog kennel. See this post if you haven’t heard this story. Let’s just say that I could do the Iditorod with my dogs.

I’ve read that dogs need to be walked…a couple of times a day. Simply running around the backyard is not ample exercise. So, I’m trying to be a good mommy and walk the dogs properly. Easier said than done.

Yesterday, I went to the bookstore and bought this:

In case you don’t know who this man is, he is the Dog Whisperer. I’ve seen some of his shows, and I’m amazed at how quickly the dogs respond to him. The biggest thing about his training, however, is that the owners are actually the ones being trained. Boy, do I need training!

Ever since Pele joined our family, we’ve allowed ourselves to be controlled by our most adorable furry family members. Aubie, in true first-born fashion, was never allowed on the furniture. We were strict with her, and she is the best behaved dog in the world. Not so with Pele and Molly.

So, we’re doing doggie boot camp. We’re starting with walking. You would think that walking a dog is easy. Wrong-O! Molly and I only made it around the cul-de-sac. Walk, stop (when she pulls), make her sit, treat. Walk, stop, make her sit, treat. Over and over and over. I can’t even begin to imagine what the neighbors must have been thinking. Hopefully something like, “Boy, that lady sure loves her dog a lot.” Good mommies make their children behave, whether they are the two legged or four legged kind.

Regardless, my hands are sore from the leash, so knitting has been slow the last couple of days.

After coming in from our training session, I checked dinner, which was in the crockpot. BBQ beef sandwiches were on the menu. Mouth watering, I looked at the meat. Hmmm…it looks…a little pink…

My hands carefully touch the side of the crockpot. Cold. A look at the front assures me that the thing is turned on low. But what’s this? The cord…it’s not plugged into the outlet.

Sigh…

What a dork. I forgot to plug it in.

Sigh…

A whole roast ruined. I had even doubled the sauce mix too because it is so delicious. All that $$ gone down the drain.

So, the kids were reminded of how great it is to have me cooking again and to not take it for granted. They actually took it in stride, which pleased me.

The fact that this happened today just did not surprise me.

Thank goodness for the goodies pictured at the top of this post.

Oh, and here’s a knitting update. I have managed to complete almost three repeats of the Tidal Wave socks for my daughter’s teammate. Here’s how they look so far.

I am using Tofutsies, color #799. It’s a fabulous pattern…very easy.

So, on to Wednesday. Hopefully I won’t have to eat the whole bag of M&M’s. I can’t make any promises though.

Simple Lace Headband

Well, folks, I’ve had a frustrating couple of knitting days.

I did finish my Monkey Socks. That was pretty cool. Here’s a picture. Forgive the posing…it’s not great, but it’s proof that I did finish. And no, the left sock is not bigger than the right one. Again, bad positioning by your’s truly.

With the Monkey Socks done, I figured that I would start on the pair for my daughter’s teammate. I had dug around my stash and came up with this skein of Lorna’s Laces Lorikeet.

I then had the task of selecting a pattern. I finally settled on the Broadripple Socks. So, I eagerly began.

First, I had to untangle this mess:

Here’s my progress so far…

Well, I got almost half of the cuff completed when I decided that I better check the yardage on the wrapping.

Uh oh…

215 yards. Not good. So then I weighed the yarn. It weighed in at about 60g. Not good. I know that to make calf-length socks, you need almost 100g of yarn.

Great. AuburnChick’s luck. No surprise, eh?

The pattern recommends two skeins — no wonder.

Back to square one. The only other 100g skein of sock yarn that I currently possess is the Tofutsies #799 that I bought in Las Vegas (the one on the right). I was kind of heart-broken. I like this yarn a lot. The colors are fabulous. But I don’t have time to order some and wait for it to come in. My goal is to get this pair finished in time for our next tournament…two weeks from now.

With that decided, I spent about two hours on Ravelry this morning, in search of the perfect pattern. I finally decided to use the Tidal Wave sock pattern. I plan on continuing the pattern along the top of the foot.

Meanwhile, I was discouraged and needed a quick fix. Instant gratification.

So, I picked up some yarn that a friend sent me…spun by her…and made this Simple Lace Headband. I used a size G crochet hook and made a chain instead of the i-cord recommended by the pattern. Then, I used size 10 1/2 needles for the pattern itself, since the yarn is kind of bulky in places. Here is the result of my efforts the color is represented best in the third picture)…

With that accomplished, I’ll cast on tonight for the socks for chicklet’s friend. Keep your fingers crossed for me!

100 Facts About AuburnChick

Well, work continues on the Monkey Sock. I’m totally ready to get this one done, but it seems to be moving along a bit slowly. Hopefully by tomorrow or Saturday, I’ll bind off.

In the meantime, I thought I would post this…I also created a new page for it (see the link on the right). I’ve seen a few blogs that had this, and I thought you might be interested in learning a bit more about “me.” If there are typos, I apologize. I have not gone back and read through it. I’m a little scared, to be honest. I’m my own worst critic. I’ll proof it tomorrow

  1. I was born in Goose Bay, Newfoundland (that’s in Canada, in case geography was not your strong subject).
  2. I was born on Easter Sunday.
  3. My mom was originally from Canada, and my dad was from France. Hence, the strange spelling of my name. If you thought the “h” was a typo, it wasn’t. The French spell Nathalie with the “h,” which is silent.
  4. I have one sister, who was born in Ontario. She was a Canadian citizen too.
  5. My parents divorced when I was very young…probably around the age of three. My mom would later go on to remarry…a couple of times, I think.
  6. I lived in Colorado until I was nine years old.
  7. I moved to a small town in Alabama when I was nine. What a change! It was very small compared to where I lived before.
  8. My town was home of the Chitlin Jamboree, complete with grease pole climbing and chitlin eating contests. Nasty stuff. You could smell them cooking all over town.
  9. I had two miniature schnauzers during my childhood…Salt and Pepper. Salt was an overweight male, and Pepper was a black female. I don’t know what happened to Pepper. We had Salt until I got married. He lived to a ripe old age.
  10. I’ve been driving since I was about 10 or 11 years old.
  11. I got my first car the Christmas before I turned 16, and I proceeded to drive it to school unattended. The cops always kept a close eye on the underage drivers.
  12. I had my first real boyfriend in either the 8th or 9th grade. He was the boy I had to kiss when we played spin the bottle on the way home from a field trip. We had a small class, so the parents drove the kids. I, for once, got in the “cool” car.
  13. I lost said boyfriend the following summer when I was gone for a month…two weeks to Canada and ten days to France. He cheated on me, and I found out when his sister, who happened to be my sister’s best friend, told her. Good riddance. Ok. I was broken-hearted. We would stay good friends throughout high school.
  14. I went to a small, private high school the next town over. The same group of kids went to school together from kindergarten through 12th grade, with a few additions and subtractions throughout that time. I joined the class in 7th grade.
  15. I met my husband during my senior year of high school. I was best friends with his cousins.
  16. I was State Typing Champ on a Manual Typewriter during my 10th or 11th grade year. I had made the mistake of sitting in front of a manual typewriter the first day of Typing I. I was stuck there for two years.
  17. During my senior year, I was named “Most School Spirit.” I was president of the Pep Club and quite enthusiastic.
  18. I became a Christian the morning after my Senior Prom. I’ll never forget that morning. I was baptized shortly afterward.
  19. There were 18 kids in my high school graduating class, including me. I graduated second. I still remember the first and last name of every person. I recently wrote them down for my kids when they tested me.
  20. I am an Auburn fan (wow, I can’t believe I waited until #20 to tell you this). When you grow up in Alabama, that is one of your most critical decisions.
  21. I was accepted into Auburn University, but my parents wouldn’t let me attend, so I went to a junior college instead.
  22. I married my husband when I was 19, and we moved to Auburn so he could finish his degree. I brought home the bacon…working for the library until he graduated.
  23. I moved to a bigger city after my husband graduated and got a job with the state. Moving to a big city was scary.
  24. I used to be notorious for getting lost. I once got lost on my way home from a high school football game. I wound up in Montgomery…an hour and a half from home…all before the days of cell phones. I once got lost going home for lunch from Auburn’s library. I never made it home that day but turned around and somehow found my way back to work. Moving to a larger city with one way streets almost did me in.
  25. I had Chicklet #1 when I was almost 22. Chicklet #2 came along 28 months later. Both were planned.
  26. I spent parts of both pregnancies on bedrest. Babies in my belly wanted to come out early. Fortunately, my deliveries were textbook.
  27. When delivering Chicklet #1, the nurses asked if a couple of trainees could observe since my delivery was going so well. When you’re in happy land induced by drugs, you’ll say yes to anything. Husband was mortified, but I didn’t know it at the time. Reality hit when I looked over, in the middle of pushing, and realized some strange young man was helping hold one of my knees up. I remember telling him, “If I ever see you on the street, I probably will not look at you…I will be so embarrassed.” “Ma’am,” he said, “I probably will be too.” He stayed for the whole delivery. I never saw him again.
  28. Chicklet #2 was delivered without any extra people in the room. I was smart that time.
  29. I worked full-time until my daughter was three and my son was one. That was when we moved to Miami, and I quit my job.
  30. I stayed home full-time for eight glorious years.
  31. One year, I was volunteer coordinator of both my children’s schools. Nuts, I say. They got me to do both by flattery. Never again. I logged over 240 hours at each school that year.
  32. I used to work out at a gym four or five days a week…right after dropping off the kids at school. I would volunteer at the schools or attend Bible study after my workouts.
  33. We lived in south FL for about eight years before moving a bit north. I feel like we’re back in the “South.”
  34. While in Miami, however, I became a naturalized citizen. It was fabulous! We went to the Clevelander on South Beach afterwards.
  35. I remember the first time I voted. The retired folks who volunteered at the voting station were super sweet to me.
  36. I lived in one of the counties famous for the “Hanging Chads” incident. I remember being confused when I voted…concerned about which name was on the which line.
  37. I’ll never forget where I was on September 11th. I was driving in my car, on my way to a hair appointment, when I heard the news. It was a blessing that I wasn’t home watching the Today Show, like I normally did. The live footage would have done me in because I had just lost my father six months before and was grieving heavily. I cried and cried when I heard about the towers.
  38. I used to be terrified to ride in planes. Several years ago, while flying out to visit my dad, I developed some sort of stress-induced stomach ulcer-type of pain. It took nearly a year for it to go away. We’ve flown three times this year. I’m no longer afraid to fly.
  39. The first time I visited Disney World was on my honeymoon. “It’s a Small World” is my favorite ride.
  40. I graduated from college in March 2008. I majored in Social Sciences and minored in History.
  41. My grade point average, upon graduation, was a 3.8. I made all A’s when I started back to school this last go-round. I spent 21 months in school and completed 23 classes during that time. All A’s…in each of those classes.
  42. I hope to pass my state certification exams this summer so I can teach middle school in the fall.
  43. I currently have three dogs…Aubie, Pele, and Molly. We rescued all three from animal shelters.  We also have two rats (they belong to my son).
  44. I started knitting in May 2006, right before I started back to school.
  45. Before I started knitting, my favorite hobby was reading.
  46. My favorite authors are James Patterson, John Jakes, and Jude Deveraux.
  47. I love historical fiction. One of my favorite series is the Kent Family Chronicles (written by John Jakes).
  48. I like reality TV. My favorite shows are So You Think You Can Dance, Dancing With the Stars, and American Idol. Yeah, so much for “reality,” but they are entertaining.
  49. I like crime shows too, such as Criminal Minds. Other favorites are Lost, Heroes, and 24.
  50. I’m also addicted to the History Channel. I could spend hours watching shows about archeology and wars.
  51. I watch NASCAR. My favorite drivers are Jeff Gordon, Jimmie Johnson, and Carl Edwards.
  52. I like movies, but they have to be clean. One of my favorites is Gone With the Wind. My daughter and I also enjoy watching Phantom of the Opera.
  53. My childhood hero is Corrie ten Boom. I read The Hiding Place when I was a child and have read it several times since. She is the second person I want to meet in heaven, after Jesus. Her faith was absolutely incredible.
  54. I used to be a Mystery Shopper. I did this as a flexible way to earn money and free meals while staying home full-time.
  55. I also used to be a merchandiser. You know those people who you think work in a store, so you try to ask them a question, and they tell you that they don’t work for the store? That was me.
  56. I worked at a K-Mart and could not stand it. The manager was difficult to work with. I wound up quitting after less than a year.
  57. I currently work as a computer tech. I enjoy helping people fix problems and learn more about the computer, but I’m looking forward to starting a new career.
  58. I taught myself nearly everything I know about computers.
  59. I used to maintain our soccer club’s web site. I enjoy web site design.
  60. My favorite colors are blue and green. I like to wear red, but I don’t much because my husband has never been real fond of it on me.
  61. I used to be terribly near-sighted, with an astigmatism of -10 and -11.
  62. I had laser correction surgery right before we moved from south FL. I have 20/20 vision now.
  63. I rarely talk to my mom, even though we live about five hours away from each other…in the same state.
  64. She’s never been to my new home.
  65. I see my mom one time each year…for about three hours around Christmas…when we all get together at my sister’s house.
  66. My sister and I are married to brothers. Sounds like a southern thing, eh?
  67. Our children are double-first cousins.
  68. I only work part-time so I can pick up my kids from school and be home with them in the afternoons.
  69. I enjoy putting puzzles together. My son and I sometimes get on a kick and will have marathon sessions putting them together.
  70. If I won the lottery, I would tithe 10% to the church, pay off my debts, and quit my job. I would find some kind of job and work from home.
  71. My favorite vehicle that I’ve owned was my Durango.
  72. It was souped up with a large movie screen for the kids, extra power outlets, and awesome cushions for riding. It was my dream car.
  73. We traded it in for a more fuel-efficient vehicle when gas prices went up.
  74. I have devotions with my kids every weekday morning.
  75. We read from a devotional book and then read a chapter from a book of the Bible.
  76. We’re currently reading 1 Samuel.
  77. My dream trip would be to go to Israel and Italy (think — my love of history).
  78. I am, ultimately, a homebody. I love hanging out at home with comfy clothes (pj’s) and knitting.
  79. My favorite food is Mexican. I love chips and salsa.
  80. My next favorite is Italian. Stuffed manicotti noodles and ravioli make me happy, happy, happy.
  81. When I was pregnant with Chicklet #1, I had an almost daily craving for hot chicken wings. I attended night classes and would make Mr. AuburnChick take me out for wings afterwards.
  82. I once ate 40 hot wings (not while I was pregnant). I called in sick to work the next day.
  83. I am, sort-of, lactose intolerant. We’ll call it lactose sensitive.
  84. I cannot eat ice cream or white cream sauces without “discomfort.”
  85. My favorite, favorite food (no, that’s not a typo) is chocolate…milk chocolate.
  86. I once had a drink from Godiva called the Caramel Chocolixer. It’s a drink where they line the bottom with melted caramel, fill it with a drink concoction with bits of Godiva chocolate bar blended in, and topped with whipped cream and chocolate and caramel sauce. Chicklet #1 likes it too.
  87. I rarely drink socially, but when I do, I prefer Pina Coladas or Amaretto Sours. I have never had a beer, although I was forced to taste it once.
  88. I cannot stand the smell of coffee. It will almost make me sick to smell.
  89. I get carsick in the backseat of vehicles.
  90. Sunset is my favorite time of the day. I just love the way the sky looks as the sun is setting.
  91. When I was a teenager, and we would go to the beach for Spring Break, I would get up early and walk on the beach in the mornings. It was always cool and quiet.
  92. I am shy. It’s hard to believe, and most people are surprised to hear this, given the number of posts I have on KnittingHelp.
  93. I do much better one-on-one than in groups. I think it goes back to my school days and not feeling like I fit in.
  94. I rarely forget a face. I can tell you that I’ve seen someone…even if it was in an airport. I am not so good at remembering names.
  95. I hate shopping, unless it’s in an office supply store.
  96. I didn’t know what PMS was until a friend explained it to me when I was 25. Thank goodness! I used to think I was losing my mind! I’ve had this “talk” with Ms. Chicklet so she won’t go through the same quandry when she’s older.
  97. My least favorite chore in the house is ironing. I think it’s because that was “my” job growing up. I used to spend every Saturday ironing the clothes for the whole house. My step-dad was an ex-Navy man who insisted that his undershirts be ironed. No kidding.
  98. I am not a very good gardener. Apparently my mom decided not to pass on that gene. She can grow anything.
  99. I am very cold-natured. I have been known to wear a cabled sweater in 80-degree weather…out on a soccer field.
  100. I care deeply for my readers. I pray that each one of you will seek out the Lord with all of your heart, soul, and mind.