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October 31, 2006

It is too pretty outside to blog

You scored as XIX: The Sun. This is the happiest card in the deck. It is full of joy and optimism, everything is right with the world. We are as innocent children playing in the fields without care. The Sun brings success, well-being and happiness in all spheres - material, emotional, spiritual -wherever our desires lay.When this card appears in a Tarot spread it indicates success, joy and happiness. Obstacles will be overcome, goals achieved.When badly aspected, it can indicate a stagnation through over-indulgence, too much of a good thing.

III - The Empress


XIX: The Sun


0 - The Fool


XIII: Death


VIII - Strength


I - Magician


II - The High Priestess


XI: Justice


XVI: The Tower


IV - The Emperor


X - Wheel of Fortune


XV: The Devil


VI: The Lovers


Which Major Arcana Tarot Card Are You?
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October 19, 2006

Mental Incontinence

Random dribblings of thought:

The world is being taken over by hobbits. No, really. I was distracted from my wholesome tasks this afternoon (dropping things off at Goodwill and going to the public library) to do a little shoe shopping (it is time I admit the clogs with my work pants are not a good look) and after going to four (count 'em, FOUR) stores, all I could find were open-toed shoes with mighty high heels.

First of all, what is up with the open-toed shoes dominating the stores? Shouldn't they all be on the sale racks by now? For the love of gawd, it is OCTOBER! Even I reluctantly put away the flip flops by now. It is cold and rainy and gray. Cover my damn toes!

And are these 3 and 4 inch heels the legacy of Carrie Bradshaw? Has anyone looked around lately? Some of us have a little natural height. And not that I mind walking around at 6'3" or 6'4" (actually I love doing that, it freaks people out) but quite frankly my knees and back can't take heels like that. Very few women's backs can. Didn't we figure out some time ago that heels are really really bad for backs and legs? Am I the only one that remembers this? Am I the only one that feels it?

So from the shoe selection I had to surmise that the shoe industry is catering to the shorter shopper with hairy feet (so they stay warm in winter in their open-toed stilettos).

OK, I'm done ranting now.

At least about that. Let me just talk a little about my experience in Ross today. I love Marshalls and Ross and pop in frequently but I think I am done popping into Ross. That place is always a sty! And the shelves are littered with broken merchandise and empty boxes (or half empty, obviously they have a problem with shoplifting). If I have to root around like I'm at a garage sale, I think I want garage sale prices.

And Ross, if you look like you don't care about your merchandise, your customers are probably going to value it the same way also, hence some of your shoplifting issues. Well, that and the fact that your clerks suck. They are always too busy doing piddly tasks to help anyone buy anything (I actually had one watch me try to see a shelf of merchandise around her giant stock cart and she never offered to move it). They are so s l o w at the register and avoid talking to the customers at all costs.

End of that rant.

I won't even go into the mild case of food poisoning I got from Fred Meyer deli food (guess I deserved that one) and the horrendous case of gauge-is-always-off-regardless-of-the-project.

Oh, and one more. Has anyone else picked up a pair of Sloggers to show off their hand knit socks? I was so excited to break those out today and prance around in my pretty socks. OK, I didn't exactly prance but I did keep peeking down to admire my feet. And then I noticed...was that?...condensation on the inside of my shoe? Yup. I don't know if this is a failing of the clog or if I have freakishly hot feet. I don't have any other plastic shoes to test against these. But I was only out for about an hour so I'm not sure what would happen if I wore them all day. Would my feet be soaking wet by the end of the day? I need to hear from others about this.

As grumpy and out of sorts as I sound I'm actually not. I love it when it rains (guess I'm living in the right state) and my house is squeaky clean (Mom visited) and got a bunch of delicious BBC mysteries and period dramas (aka chick flicks) to curl up and watch. I should hang a sign out on my front door that says "No Boyz Allowed." I'm not sure what my neighbors would think (especially since they all happen to be little old ladies) but unless they are willing to keep my Diet Pepsi flowing and fetch me the measuring tape, they can just stay home.

Maybe the lesson here is I should actually never leave the house! Hmmm, let me go ask Inspector Morse.

OK, this surprised me a little too

My mother would be so proud.

You Are 72% Lady

Overall, you are a refined lady with excellent manners.

But you also know when to relax and not get too serious about etiquette

Are You A Lady?

October 07, 2006

Sock Wars update

You know when your hands ache, your finger tips are going numb and your knitting callous hurts that you have been knitting too fast and furious!

I received my target's sock to finish for her target and I know my socks have been sent out so my doom is impending. Well, I wanted to finish my target's socks first (over achiever) so I went to work. That is where it all went bad.

My target had sent a really cute bright red sock but she knits her socks like so many other people; one at a time. I do mine both at the same time so I kept thinking that I was going to hate doing just one. It seems like such a waste of energy to only get one done when with very little extra energy I could get two done.

Then I realized that I did not understand my target's notes. Probably to other dpn sock knitters it would make perfect sense. But I don't have to take notes because I make the same mistakes changes to the socks simultaneously.

I started stressing that my new target was going to get a wonky pair of socks because they didn't match.

So I just knit a new pair of socks. It really isn't a lot more work for me and it alleviated my stress. I'll send her the red sock too so she can finish that pair.

I did happen to have the right gauge yarn laying around. Some delicious toasty toes that I had originally planned on turning into a kid's sweater. It would be an understatement to say there is a lot of color in these socks.

socks of doom

These socks would make many sock knitters twitch. They are barely fraternal and these are knit off the same skein of yarn. The Rib of Doom looks a lot better with this yarn than with my previous pair and I love love love the tweedy effect in the sock on the right. The other sock didn't get that effect at all. And I hope my target likes pooling! The upside is they are very soft and cushy and they do celebrate the hand-painted yarn!

To make up for the potentially garish socks, I am including this knitting bag of doom.

skull knitting bag

I made one like this in black with a red skull for a friend and while I super-suck at intarsia, I really enjoy making these. Highly satisfying with not a lot of work.

So after knitting one pair of socks and a knitting bag of doom in three days this is what my callous looks like:

knitting callous

Actually, yesterday it was bright red. That little sucker is on the little finger of my right hand where my finger curls around and grips the needle and yarn.

Kind of gross, huh? The tip of my right thumb is calloused too but it manages to not be deformed.

No time to let it rest though. I have two pumpkin hats I need to finish for babies. Gawd forbid there are two children in my circle I'm not humiliating. he he