January 31, 2009
I have the following on my night stand:
Little Women by Lousia May Alcott
Little Men by Lousia May Alcott
Jo's Boys by Lousia May Alcott
The works of Mark Twain including:
The adventures of Tom Sawyer
The adventures of Huckleberry Finn
The Prince and the Pauper
The Tragedy of Pudd'nhead Wilson
The Celebrated Jumping Frog of Calaveras County and other stories
A Connecticut Yankee at King Arthur's Court
Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte
Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte
Moby Dick by Herman Melville
The Scarlet Letter by Nathaniel Hawthorne
The House of the Seven Gables by Nathaniel Hawthorne
The Short Novels of John Steinbeck
And since life can't be all serious novels I also have:
Blood Orange Brewing by Laura Childs
Chamomile Mourning by Laura Childs
And because I like to be scared by the evil in all of us:
Just After Sunset by Stephen King.
I'm currently reading Jack and Jill by Lousia May Alcott.
So far for 2009 I've only finished one book. I read Eight Cousins by Lousia May Alcott. I'm hoping that I can finish all of my books before the end of the year and maybe a few others.
To say the least Suzie works fast. She dropped it in the mail on Wednesday morning and it got here over night from San Francisco. I was so excited when I pulled the package from the mail box that I would have ripped it open in the street but those bubble wrap packages require scissors. When I got the package open the yarn was just perfect, so pink and pretty. Suzie also included a really cute leaf stitch marker and a sweet postcard.
I just want to give Suzie a special thanks for the quick service, the great yarn and the really sweet stitch marker!
Nine-to-Five Socks by Nicole Hindes. I made them with Zitron Trekking (XXL) yarn. They turned out really great and are very comfortable to wear.
I just finished these yesterday. They are Diagonal Cross-Rib Socks by Ann Budd. They are from the book Favorite Socks by Interweave. I made them with some bamboo yarn that a friend of mine had given me. When I was working on my 9-to-5 Socks my mom asked me when I was going to make her a pair of socks. I whipped these up in about a week and was able to surprise her yesterday with them.
She looks pretty surprised right?!
I've been working a couple of quilting things this weekend too. A couple of weeks ago I started working on a place mat and table runner set for my In-laws car club. I got it all cut out but then lost momentum. I got all the tops finished yesterday but I still need to quilt them. Hopefully, I'll get them quilted tomorrow. So here's a sneak pick at them before quilting.The place mats.
The table runner
Close up of the center block of the runner.
Close up of the outer blocks of the runner.Detail of the center block.
I've been working a new knitting bag for myself but it's not quite done yet. Hopefully I'll finish it tomorrow.
January 29, 2009
As I've previously posted I haven't been getting much sleep of late and I finally went back to taking my sleeping pills. Thankfully they don't knock me out so much that if the house was on fire I wouldn't notice but they generally allow me to sleep until my alarm goes off at 5am. Hubbs on the other hand needs no sleep aides and wouldn't wake up if someone drove their car into our bedroom through the front wall of the house. Normally this isn't a bad thing except when one of the animals needs desperately to go out at 3:45am they wake me up. This morning was one of those mornings. I was sweetly dreaming about goodness knows what (probably kittens and babies and other happy crappy stuff like that, no more zombie dreams thank goodness) when I was awakened by the sound of a dog pacing back and forth between my side of the bed and the sliding door in the family room. Sounded something like click, click, click...whine whine whine. I did my best to ignore him but after about 5 min's I knew if I didn't let him out there was no way I was going to back to sleep. So I got up, let both dogs out and then walked all the way down the hall, visited the little ladies room and walked all the way back to the sliding door. When I looked out there were no dogs to be seen, so I opened the door. Getting hit by a blast of less then 30 degree air while in my jammies is not my idea of fun to say the least. But after I opened the door I still couldn't see the dogs, so I was forced to turn on the light. Turning on the light was the last thing I wanted to do since that just wakes me up more, but I was finally able to spot them. Rex was still peeing and Dixie was just standing there waiting to come back in. I swear that dog must be 90% bladder, cause he continued to pee for another 2 min's after I opened the door. He finally finished up and I was able to go back to bed and catch about 45 min's of sleep before I had to get up.
I hate broken sleep. It makes me cranky. After I got up at 5am and grabbed a cup of coffee, Hubbs came into the bathroom to ask me if I'd gotten up at 4 to go to the bathroom and wanted to know why I turned on the light in the backyard. I grumpily explained to him what happened and I told him that when he sleeps through things like that I want to wake him up by beating his sleeping form with a wiffle ball bat. Ok, ok...I didn't actually say that but some times I think it. I wish I had is ability to sleep through every thing. Makes me wonder if having kids with him is a good idea, he's going to sleep through every cry of Mama or Daddy. I'll have to learn to function and not be grumpy on like 2 hours of sleep. Maybe I can hit the lottery and we can hire a nanny. Oh dare to dream!!!
Oh and on a knitting note: I'm about 1/2 way through the foot on the second of my Vegan Bamboo socks but my skein of yarn has become hopelessly tangled and in trying to strighten it out, I've cut the yarn and will have to reattach it after I sort out the mess.
My yarn started out looking like this at the begining of the pair and now looks like somethings been nesting it. I guess you can only drop the ball or have it attacked by a kitty so many times before it just gives up the ghost and falls apart. I'd hoped to have it finished before my mom comes over on Friday evening. She requested that I make her a pair of socks a few weeks ago and I want to suprise her with them. More pic's when they're done.
January 27, 2009
Last nights nightmare was a doozie about zombies. For some reason everyone was turning into zombies and I was having to kill them to stop them from killing me. The worst part of it was waking up at 3:30 trying to remember why the dream seemed so familiar and where that zombie noise was coming from. After I woke up a bit more, I realized what I thought was a zombie making zombie noises was Hubbs. Snoring. After a couple of try's I was able to get him to stop snoring and I did go back to sleep but having my sleep interrupted night after night and having weird dreams is about enough to push me over the edge. I'm tired every day, even on the weekends when I do manage to eek out a bit more sleep.
I started taking Ambien 4 or 5 months ago because I was unable to get any sleep. Apparently the weird dreams are a side effect of the pills and are very common. I normally only take the pills during the weeks so I'm able to function at work better but quit taking them about 3 weeks ago. I don't really know why I quit taking them other then I was tired at night again and it seemed like a good idea to not take them if I didn't need them. The first week after I quit was good. I had no problem falling asleep or staying asleep and I don't remember having any dreams. The second week weird dreams started and at about 2 and a half weeks my sleep started getting interrupted. Now I'm tired, cranky and full to the brim with yawns and sleepy watery eyes. Guess I should go back to taking the pills before I drive off the road on my way to work in the morning.
January 22, 2009
Growing up, I was the biggest tomboy ever. I was always playing in the dirt, asking for Tonka Trucks for birthdays and Christmases, climbing trees, riding horses and generally going crazy in the woods. I think 90% of the time my parents never knew where I was because I off in the woods playing with boys (nothing dirty). When I got into high school I discovered boys, turned from a total tomboy into an 80% tomboy/20% girl. Never was into fashion or make up like most of my girl friends but I did love boys. I dated a bunch in high school, more then most of the other girls it seems like now but still never gave up my tomboy ways. When I got into my 20's I was to busy going to clubs and parties to be out in the woods much. But i never would have thought about knitting or sewing anything and cooking? heck no. If it wasn't already frozen or something I could make from a box you could forget about it. My 20's were pretty wild and free. I had a good time for the most part and have only a few regrets.
My 30's, so far, have been better to me then my 20's ever could have been. While I was 25 when I met the Hubs, and 27 when we bought our house, we didn't get married until I was 30 and Hubs was 25. He was much more stable at 25 then I was at 25. I feel like I've really come into my own in my 30's. I'm much more confidant and assured of who I am. I don't worry about how I look to others nearly as much as I did when I was in my 20's. I'm in much better health now then I was then too. I quit smoking, I run and I eat healthy...something that I never would have done before.
So this morning I sat here wondering if my 20-something self would have been friends with me now. Honestly, I don't think she would have. 30 seemed so old 10 years ago, and staying home or looking forward to going home so I could sew or knit would seem like such an old lady thing to do. Younger me would never have enjoyed these things. Partying and staying out all night and meeting new boys would have been top priority. But I like 30's me. I'm stable, I have a loving marriage, supportive husband, nice home, I enjoy cooking, baking, & crafting and I don't really care all that much what 20's me thinks. I think 20's me was kind of selfish and a bit mean and very self centered. 30's me is more about the family as a whole and putting more into my relationship with Hubbs then worrying about what I'm getting out of it.
Unfortunately, my 30's are filled with more grown up worries then my 20's were. Now I worry about things like bills, the mortgage, price of gas, politics and the economy as a whole. I'd love to go back to the days where my biggest worry was if I was going to have enough money for beer and cigarettes. I do miss the feeling of being free that I used to get or the urge to do something crazy. That crazy feeling is not one I get much anymore. Now having cereal instead of eggs for breakfast on a weekday is really playing loose and fast for me! lol
Enough deep thoughts! I'm starting to freak myself out!!
January 20, 2009
We stopped at the local pet store for a couple things for my mom that she can't get local where she lives and I found the funniest dog toy ever. My sweet boy, Rex, is a very aggressive chewer and the only toys that hold up under is powerful jaws are Kong's. They are a great solid rubber toy made specifically for dogs that like to chew. I intended to buy him a Kong but the store was all out of the kind he needed so I found a solid rubber toy that is shaped like a squirrel. It's even holding an acorn in it's little rubber squirrel paws!
I just love this toy! It's so cute I couldn't resist!
Saturday, the Hubbs and I met up with a few friends from Hubbs car club and went up to the Sierra's to do a bit of snow wheeling. We couldn't have asked for any better weather and it even got to the point where I was wishing for a short sleeved shirt. The snow was so dry and powdery under the hard crust where it had melted and then refrozen that we could barely make a snow ball for tossing.
I don't know what is prettier, the blue-blue sky or the river. We're so lucky to live in such a wonderful place.
The Hubbs getting ready to jump into the truck.
My second sock! Sunday I was able to almost finish the heel flap. Monday morning I was able to finish the heel flap, start and finish the gusset and get the foot 2/3 of the way finished. I can't wait to get these socks done. They are going to be the prefect weight to wear with my comfy work shoes to keep my feet a bit warmer at work
What started as me trying to get a picture of my sock in natural light turned in to a doggy photo session. Miss Dixie looked so beautiful sitting in the sun that I couldn't resist taking about a dozen pictures of her. Normally she's a hard one to get to sit still long enough to take her picture but this time she just sat there and looked adorable. I just love this picture of her.
Hubbs even took some time out on Monday to work on his projects. He got a new circular saw for Christmas and used it for the first time. I think all and all he was pretty happy with it. It cut a nice clean edge for him and his box will look really good when he's done with it.
I hope that everyone had a great weekend! I'm already thinking about the next one!
January 19, 2009
January 15, 2009
2. All the towels have to be folded the same way in the drawer. My mother-in-law swears this will change when the Hubbs and I have kids but for now, I'm not messing with it.
3. No one but me folds the laundry the right way. Even my mom has given up trying to help me out by folding the laundry. If it's not folded just so the OCD in me will make me refold everything so it's all the same.
4. I forget to put my wedding band on on my days off from work. 90% of the time I'll realize it after I'm already out on the main road where it's at least a mile before I can turn around and go back for it. Most of the time I don't go back for it. I never forget on days I have to work but the rest of the time Hubbs usually has to ask me if I have it.
5. I like routine. I hate to have it interrupted in anyway. Saturday is house cleaning day and heaven forbid if Hubbs wants to do something else that day. It throws my whole weekend off.
6. I work 4 - 10 hour days and have Fridays off. Friday is supposed to be my day to do whatever I want. Chores are saved for Saturday to be split 50/50 with Hubbs. Half the time Fridays are spent with my tush glued to the couch. Considering that I love to run, I can't seem to get myself motivated to do a dang thing on Fridays and will usually spend the entire day in my Jammies.
7. I was Wonder Woman for Halloween in 3rd grade. Best Halloween Costume ever.
8. My older sister used to make me mad when we were kids by sticking just her head in my room. I'd tell her to get out and she'd pull her head back and say that she was out, then stick her head right back into my room. No amount of fussing or complaining to my mom would get her to stop, so I fixed it myself. She started up with this game one day and I told her, "If you stick your head in here one more time, I'm going to hit you in the face with this hard back Nancy Drew book." She did, so I did. The best part was that she went crying to my mom and my mom actually backed me up. She told my sister, "Well, she warned ya." Best day ever in the history of my life only surpassed by my wedding day to Hubbs. I can honestly say that this was the only time I think my mom ever backed me in a squabble with my sister.
9. I have a younger sister that is almost 2o years to the day younger then I am. Her birthday is in January and mines in February. We're both Aquarius's but complete opposites. Since my Dad and Step-mom (Mom #2) moved to Oregon I miss her terriable.
10. I ride a Harley.
January 14, 2009
I was thinking back to when Hubbs and I started dating. I was 25, he was...(gasp) 20. I was all about fun and doing crazy stuff, doing my best to not be too serious about life and generally keep my maturity level as low as possible. Funny thing is that when we first started dating Hubbs told me that he never wanted to get married and never wanted to have kids. You can imagine how shocked I was when he proposed. We bought our house after we'd been together 2 years and all of that was long (2 hour drive) distance. We'd spent weekends together, either at my place, his parents or camping with friends but other then that we hadn't taken any long vacations or anything.
About a year after we bought our house, he suggested that we go out to dinner at a fancy place. You have to understand that Hubbs is not a fancy place kinda guy. His idea of dressing up is putting on a clean shirt. At first I was resistant to going to a fancy place. After all we were just finishing up our first year as home owners and money was not exactly using our house as a hang out. But off we went anyway. I remember calling my mom to tell her that we were going out to some place fancy and she got all excited saying that maybe Hubbs was planning something, maybe a marriage proposal. I brushed her off saying that there was no way but boy was I wrong. After dinner he reached in his shirt pocket for his chewing tobacco and got down on one knee and pulled out a diamond ring. Poor guy, I was so confused I had no idea what was going on and kept asking him, "What is that? WHAT is THAT?!!!" referring to the ring. It took a couple of minuets for him to get answer out of me. Of course I said yes! His family knew about it, my dad knew about it, only my mom and I were left in the dark on that one.
I tease him now about being too good of a liar and that I shouldn't trust him because God only knows what he's up to. About a week before we got engaged, he casually mentioned to me that he was going to go up to Oregon with his dad to visit a friend. That wasn't entirely a lie. He did go with his dad but he didn't go specifically to visit a friend. He and his dad drove the 500 miles to my Fathers house in Oregon to ask my dad's permission to marry me. My dad is a very old fashioned guy (I love that about him), and I had mentioned to Hubbs that it had hurt my dad very much when my sister's ex husband hadn't asked for her hand. Hubbs was smart enough to remember that and to make the long drive instead of just calling him. My dad was deeply touched and of course gave him permission. I love my husband dearly for this. He's a wonderful man to do such a hard thing. I can't imagine how stressful that must have been.
We got married almost a year to the day after he proposed. We had a wonderful ceremony in the park by his parents house with all of our family and friends present. We've been together 7.5 years, married for 2.5 years and I still feel lucky. Hubbs is not your average redneck guy, he is their king but being the king has its perks. He's a tough guy on the outside and like to be tougher then shoe leather but at home, when it's just the two of us...he's really sweet and soft and mushy on the inside. He loves hugging me and kissing me and just messing around to make me laugh. Not to mention he's a pretty tolerant guy. I'm not always the easiest girl int he world to get along with. I'm stubborn, feisty and can get down right crotchety (stupid PMS).
So anyway, back to the original subject of what I expect...I don't know what to expect. I'm just hoping that 2009 is better then 2008. It was one hit after another at my house. We had to make unexpected home repairs and vehicle repairs and repairs to relationships, not to mention weight gain. Honestly, I'm glad that 2008 is over. I'm not sure I could have taken much more, especially when the garage door broke on Christmas day and we were unable to get it open. Thankfully, we were able to get it repaired the next day for an arm and a leg.
So to 2008 I say see ya, wouldn't want to be ya. And 2009? Please be kind. I'm still a bit battered and bruised.
January 13, 2009
January 12, 2009
Miss Sphinx Kitty had to get in on the sewing action by laying on the fabric I was trying to cut. So I felt that she need to a cape to be super sewing kitty. She showed her lack of appreciation by just laying down and refusing to move until I took it off.
January 5, 2009
Using Zitron Trekking (XXL) sock yarn, I cast on some new socks. I'd been wanting to start a new pair of socks but since they require delicate finger work to get thems started in the first few rounds, I'd been putting it off. I'm using a patter called 9-to-5 Socks by Nicole Hindes and size 1 needles. I cast these on yesterday morning and by the time I went to bed I had finished the cuff and dound a couple rounds of the pattern. The pattern is very easy to memorize but I learned that I should stop knitting when I take my sleeping pill for the evening, I kept making mistakes and having to work them out. I can't wait to get home to work on these some more.
I've never used such small needles before and noticed yesterday that it was causing some fatigue in my left hand when I was knitting. I think I'm going to need to cast on a second project with some larger needles to work on when my hands start to hurt from using the 1's.
On Friday I cast on Celtic Cable Neckwarmer by Lindsay Henricks. I used Patons Classic Merino Wool in Natural and size 8 needles. This was my first try at using a chart. I had to search on Ravelry to learn how to read the chart to begin with because my first try at the chart did not look anything like the picture at all and I had to rip it out and try again. Thankfully the search turned up a great website that explained exactly how to do it and I was off working again. The simple explination was great and made it so simple to read the chart. I finished it on Sunday morning including sewing on the buttons and blocked it. I can't wait for it to dry so I can wear it.
I love the buttons I chose for the neckwarmer. When I purchased them, I never looked at the price of them because Joann's was having a sale and all the buttons were 50% off. When I got home I realized that the buttons were $4! For 1!! I don't think I've ever paid that much for buttons before but since they were 50% off, I figured that it was worth it.
January 3, 2009
January 1, 2009
Thankfully her directions were extremly easy to follow and the cookies turned out great. FIL couldn't stay out of them and I had to send him home with a bag of them. Hubby loved them and has been enjoying them in his lunch this week. I've done my best to stay out of them but it's been an uphill battle this week. With all the food over the last couple of weeks with 3 different Christmas celebrations at 3 different houses, I've gone way off track with my eating habits. But that's ok, it's a new year and I can start over.
When my mom and grandmother went home on Saturday after Christmas, they left behind a bunch of bananas. They were to ripe for my liking so I decided to make banana bread. I found a great low fat receipe on Sparkpeople.com and went to work making the bread. I'm not really a fan of the stuff but I know that hubby loves it. And I figure it's got to be cheaper and better for you then buying it at Starbucks.
I made two loaves and sent one home with FIL. He was so excited that you would have thought that I had given him a brick of gold instead of some slightly warm, fresh from the oven banana bread. Hubby on the other hand must have asked ever 5 min's after it came out of the oven if it was cool enough to eat yet! What can I say? Replacing a water heater is hungry work!