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I Heart the Hodgepodge

Wednesdays used to be ho-hum…until Joyce started hosting the Hodgepodge!  Whoop Whoop!  Join in…link up with Joyce!

1.  George Washington-Abraham Lincoln-Thomas Jefferson…who would you most like to meet and why?

Oh my…what a tough choice!!  I minored in history, so I’ve done a lot of reading about all three incredibly brilliant men!  Every single one of them would be a pleasure to meet!  I’d love to meet Washington and find out if, in fact, he was the humble guy some have described him as.  I’d love to meet Lincoln because I’ve read that he was quite the story teller.  I’d also like to warn him to stay away from that crazy woman he eventually married.  She was psycho, I’m telling you!  I’ve read a biography about her!  I’d love to meet Jefferson to chide him for not clarifying the whole “Separation of Church and State” thing.  Sheesh, but politicians have certainly made a mess of his words, now haven’t they?

Oh, what wonderful insights I’d get if I could meet any one of these brave, trailblazing men!

2.  What’s your favorite chain restaurant?

I’d have to say Panera, with its Black Bean Soup and fresh bread!  Yum!

3.  When you look back on your life, do you imagine you’ll think about the goals you failed to meet with regret? Or will you look at what you accomplished and say: it was good?

I will most definitely look back and see all I’ve accomplished.  I’ve worked very hard for everything I’ve gotten.  I was never given anything, including my education, which I had to work for and pay for myself (am still paying for it, in fact).  I can, at this time, say that every single goal I’ve set for myself has been realized.  Years ago, I dreamed of finishing college.  I did it twenty years after graduating high school.  I wanted to be a teacher.  Six years later, I am teaching.

Now, for my last goal…winning the lottery.

😀

4.  Grapefruit-take ’em or leave ’em? Given the choice between an orange and a grapefruit which would you choose? Would you prefer it served as is or squeezed into juice?

I love grapefruit.  What a yummy, sour fruit!  Honestly, I’ll take it however it’s served up!

5.  When was the last time you cleaned out a closet? Is there a closet in your home that currently needs cleaning? What are you waiting for?

I helped Rooster clean out his closet a few weeks ago.  I periodically “rearrange” the closet in my bathroom.  Really, aside from a bit of straightening, I think my closets are alright.

6.  You get to have lunch with three famous people…who would you like to see round your table?

Do they have to be dead or alive?  Is it the table in my house or a fancy restaurant?  Details, details.

heeheehee

Let’s see…famous people…hmmm…

I’ve gotta go with my knitting ladies…Stephanie McPhee (aka the Yarn Harlot), Cookie A, and Anne Hanson.

I need to meet Stephanie so we can plan our children’s wedding.  I know this sounds stalker-ish, but it really isn’t.  See, we’re both from Canada, even if I am a naturalized U.S. citizen.  Her hubby hails from Newfoundland, where I was born, and everyone knows that Goofy Newfies, as we’re called, must stick together.  Thus, with so much in common, I find it quite natural that she and I discuss the wedding plans of our children.  See, I have this dream that Rooster will marry her daughter, and then we’ll have lovely get-togethers where I can sit under Stephanie’s wise knitterly tutelage and soak up all of the knowledge she has about all things yarny.

Did you know I found this on Wikipedia?? She's definitely famous if she's on Wikipedia. Wait. She could have put the information in hersel. Still. Nobody's taken it down yet.

Cookie A…well…she’s the queen of sock knitting, and I simply MUST meet her.  I test knit for her last book.  My name’s even in the back.  She’s brilliant, I tell you!

Anne Hanson is a divinely gifted pattern designer.  Her shawls are g-o-r-g-e-o-u-s, and her blog posts are filled with beautiful pictures of the trips she takes, knitting, gardening, and cooking.

Oh yes, I like to party hard with the stars, do I not?  😀

7.  On a scale of 1-10 how would you rate your ability to parallel park?

Hmmm…I’d say about a five.  Down in south Florida, we only had parallel parking in front of our house, and I was quite good, when I wasn’t gently tapping the fronts or backs of the cars in my way.

:::cough:::

No dents happened, I can assure you.

I’m a bit out of practice these days, but I’m sure it’s like riding a bike.

8.  My Random Thought

With yesterday being Valentine’s Day, I thought I would share photos of what I sent to my sweet Chicky-Poo, who is in her second year of college.

Before you scroll down, please keep in mind that I am the same mother who sent her soccer cleats after she left them at home during the holidays.  I included a “surprise,” which I blogged about here.

Um…yeah.

Valentine’s Day was gonna be fun.

First, she got one of those giant cards…the kind you get at Walmart.  Dang, but I took a picture but must have deleted it.  On the return address part, I put, “From the Ones Who Love You Most.”  On the back of the envelope, in LARGE letters, I wrote, “Someone cared enough to send the very best.”

Yeah.

The post office is across campus, and she had to walk all the way back to her room with that huge envelope.  She said that no matter which way she turned it, there were embarrassing words on it.

heehee

I also sent her a box with the following…

Isn’t that the cutest thing?  It does more than just sit there…

I purchased it in October when a vendor came to my school.

Also included in the box was this…

What?  Haven’t you ever gotten anti-itch cream for Valentine’s Day?

See, I found it under her sink the other day and thought that I’d send it along to her…just in case she got the itch to ditch school.  This will fix that right up!

heehee

I also threw in two boxes of yogurt bars, which I happened to spy on my one and only trip to the grocery store in the last couple of weeks.

All in all, I’d say she received a FINE package…

Another Brush With Stardom

You guys know that I come from Podunk, U.S.A.

This means that I don’t exactly cross paths with the rich and famous.

The closest I’ve come in recent years to meeting famous people has been through the blogging world, when Cookie A. and Anne Hanson sent me emails after I commented on their blogs.  I wrote about that fabulous day here.

That was a fun day!

Now, one person I have often wanted to meet and have actually been in the same state as when she visited is the Yarn Harlot.

Oh, maybe you’re not a knitter and your eyebrows are now raised at the name.

See, she’s not really a harlot, in that sense of the word.  She’s a happily married mom of three and also known by blog readers as a Knitting Goddess.

I have longed to hear her speak and almost had opportunities on two separate occasions, but life got in the way.

I read her blog regularly.  Her sense of humor is dry, but she’s a Canadian, so maybe that’s why I get it.  If you’ll remember, I am a naturalized American citizen…Canadian by birth.

Her husband hails from Newfoundland, where I was born, so I have an especially tight bond with her (she doesn’t know this though).

No, I’m not a stalker.  I promise.  I just appreciate good humor, unplanned mishaps (which frequently happen to her, so I totally identify cause you’ve read about my own “incidents”), and generosity toward the world-at-large.

So yesterday, she blogged about a Sock Camp she’s going to be teaching at.

Oh my.

Sock Camp.

Time to drool.

Cause you know I love knitting socks.

I clicked the link she provided in her post and nearly had heart failure when I saw the price…$875 + lodging.

I don’t think that my subbing pays enough to finance such a trip.

Rats.

So, I hopped back over to her blog and made a wee little comment about wishing that there was a scholarship available.

When I got up late this morning (hey, it’s Saturday, and that’s my prerogative), I had a bunch of emails.

One got my attention:

Re: [Yarn Harlot] New Comment Posted to ‘Don’t fight it, it’ll only take longer’
Sent By:

“Stephanie Pearl-McPhee”
On: Mar 03/13/10 8:37 AM

There is,  but unfortunately it’s filled for this year.  (Didn’t we strike you as the scholarship types?)

Steph

Whoa!

Are you kidding?

She read my comment on her blog and, get this, RESPONDED…with the same humor in which she writes her blog!

I am tickled beyond belief and reminded that people are people everywhere, no matter if they are famous or not.

Taking the time to send an email to little ole me elevated her place in my heart.

It is also a great reminder that it only takes a few words to lift someone’s spirits.

Always Have a Plan B

Ugh.  Sometimes being a knitter around Christmas is not a good thing.

Oh sure, people will make comments like, “You’re so lucky.  You can just make things for people.”

Yeah, right.

That sounds like a good plan if you start in August.  However, when you start a project the second week of December and expect to have a wonderful gift by the 25th, you should always have a Plan B because, as we all know (or have learned through trial and error), things rarely go as planned.

Enter in my brilliant idea, which I got after reading this, posted by the Yarn Harlot.  These would be the perfect gift for my mom!  I was so proud of myself and patted myself on the back for being so smart.

Why, oh why does the Yarn Harlot make everything look so easy?

I mean, I was realistic in my expectations.  I knew that if she only needed 90 minutes to knit an item, I would need a week.  I know what I’m capable of.

But hey, I can knit.  I can purl.  I can seam (thanks to the frog project I recently completed).  I can most certainly felt (think back to the oodles of booga bags I’ve made).

I eagerly bought my yarn, using coupons to buy both skeins…

The directions were tres easy too, with all pieces knitted up in a few days (taking into account something called Life, which got in the way, time-wise).

However, the seaming…well, what can I say…it was a royal P-A-I-N.  But, I had read about this too, and I thought I had psyched myself up to face the challenge.

Sunday night was to be the big night…Felting Night!!

The slippers appeared to be doing okay.  I could see the yarn doing its thing…losing stitch definition.

Things were progressing along nicely.

Until…I pulled them out for the last time, figuring that 20 minutes in the washer was enough.

First of all, the slippers looked too big, still.

My mom has itsy bitsy feet.

Great.

One look at the “straps,” and I knew I was sunk.  They were misshapen.

Ugh.

I tried setting them out and shaping them with newspaper stuffed inside plastic bags.

This trick did not work.

I put the slippers on my shoe dryer to speed the drying process.

When I pulled them off, oh, they were dry.  But I still had huge issues.

They didn’t look anything like the picture in the pattern (which I had to pay for, by the way)…

The slippers had a couple of big problems:

Problem #1 – Which ends were the toes, and which were the heels?

Problem #2 – Which slipper was the left, and which was the right?

Together, these problems equaled U-G-L-Y.

Sigh.

This is what I get for allowing myself to think that I had the knit-know-how to pull this off.

But, I had little time to feel sorry for myself.  I now had an extra present to buy.

Enter Plan B.

Thanks to developing savvy shopping skills over the last few months, I snagged a box of tea from Bed Bath & Beyond, using a $5 coupon in the process.  I added a teapot from an antique store downtown, and the gift set was complete…

Poor Mom.  I think this will be the third teapot I’ve given her in the last two years.  I think I have forced her to start collecting them.  Oh well.  Plan B is better than nothing.

I think I’ve learned my lesson though…or maybe I will have learned it.  We’ll see as I try desperately to finish one last gift.  Stay tuned!

Yarn Burn

Is there such a thing as yarn burn?  Something equivalent to rug burn, only on your fingers?

You see, I spent most of Sunday working on Sock #2 of my current pair.  In fact, I knit so much that I finished 2/3 of the sock!  However, by the end of the day, I discovered something.

I have yarn burn.

On the tip of my right pointer finger.

Who gets yarn burn?  Does the Yarn Harlot?  I mean, how does she knit pairs (as in plural) of socks in a single sitting without getting yarn burn.  Is is possible that she knits so fast that the yarn never actually touches her fingers?

What about you?  Have you ever gotten yarn burn from knitting?  Or is it just me, being my usual dramatic, uncoordinated self?