Wednesday, August 22, 2007

IT WORKED!!!!!!!

That was all. Carry on.

Let's give it another shot...

Because I'm just too stupid to stop trying. This looks reasonably big, though, so I'm going to cross my little fingers and hope that it works.

There's not much new to report, sadly. Turns out my life is pretty boring and more than a little routine. I'm still pegging away on the baby blanket, when I have time. It comes everywhere with me, though, as hope springs eternal. I've frogged the scarf I was making for Jim, it was looking pretty sad, but it was great practice in stockinette stitch. And we all know how exciting stockinette is. It's just one short step away from miles and miles of garter stitch. At any rate, I think I'm going to cast the new scarf (scarf: vista, as I like to think of it) as one of the Yarn Harlot's infamous one-row scarves. Perhaps that'll keep me a little more interested. The yarn is perfectly horrid, it's jungle camoflage. For some reason, Jim is about the closest thing to a redneck you can find in New Jersey. So, in my quest to convince him that knitting is awesome, I'm making him what may be the world's ugliest scarf. Speaking of scarves, I've agreed to work with Momolla and Kate on a Christmas present for my seven-year old cousin. Between the three of us, we're making her a matching hat, mitten, and scarf set. It should be fun, it's all going to be purple and green (her last name is plum, and you can still get away with all the matchy-matchy stuff at that age).

My vacation is in a little over a week, and I absolutely cannot wait. Jim is taking me to Myrtle Beach, South Carolina for a week (i keep referring to him jokingly as my sugar daddy). He used his tax return for the condo rent (so much more exciting than mine, i used it on parts for my car), and we've both been saving up for spending money. We can't wait to get down there, it's going to like a week-long date. I've made myself resist the whole "Oh, no, I've got to starve myself for vacation" thought process. I keep thinking to myself that I will look fantastic in the bikini I bought three months ago and have worn roughly three times since. Here's hoping I'm not the delusional woman wearing a suit seven and a half times too small for her, though I know Mom and Kate would never let me out of the house if I was.

That's about all I've got to report on for now. I'm taking Kate up to the local diner for some pie soon. In return, she is baking me cookies tomorrow. Kate will also be in charge of my beloved betta fish, Beef, while I am on vacation, as well as Jim's fish, Comet. We don't trust Jim's mom to mind them, she has the worst conceivable luck with the little creatures.

Monday, August 20, 2007

A larger font is in order

Since, damn, that old one is crazy hard to read. Let's see if I managed to adjust this correctly.

I've discovered that hair dryers scare me. I got one for Christmas, back when I had visions of being adorable and feminine and blow-drying my hair into a style. I think I've used it thrice now. Something about the little hellion is just intimidation, and I'm not sure why. Maybe it's me. I mean, I have been covered up to my elbows and beyond in grease and dirt and not thought twice about it. I've had my head and arms and hands near hot, moving engines (nobody ever said I was smart). And yet, none of that bothered me as much as the hair dryer. And when you combine it with the round brush, I just feel like crying. But anyway, I managed to style my hair and put makeup on. Thank god I'm at least good with a makeup brush! Then it was off to pick up Jim for a lovely evening.

And it would've been, too, except for our dinner. We went to a local place called the Stone Grille. Their gimmick is that they bring you out a hot stone to cook your food on if you like. The waitress was hugely busy and we waited at least ten, maybe even fifteen minutes for our drinks (all we ordered was water and an iced tea). The food was only mediocre, when it's normall excellent, and the service continued to be slow. Still, spending time together was fun. It was good to go out somewhere other than the diner together.

It's raining here, and it looks like we've settled into what I always think of as New Jersey autumn/winter weather. We don't get much snow, but from September through March we got a lot of rain. Cold, misty rain. This fron should stay for about a week, if the weather reports are correct. I can't really complain, though, because at least it's cooler. And besides, we need the rain. It would be nice to have some sun, though, for my days off. Ah, well. It's great knitting weather, and it means I'll make more progress on the blanket. I promise to get some pictures tonight, and even figure out how to post them somehow.

Time to go play in the woods with Mike and Jim. Keep an eye on the newspapers for reports of a lost party last seen driving a Ford Bronco...

Friday, August 17, 2007

Look! Two in one week!!!

That's right, two of these babies in one week! Pretty soon I'll be catching up to Momolla.

The meteors were lovely and inspiring, even though we only saw a few. It was still fun to pile into Jim's truck, drive out into the woods, and bond with him and Kate. And I was only slightly paranoid about crazy people weilding axes or chains or hooks or shotguns (pineys aren't--quite--extinct) and trying to separate me from my flesh. But all in all, it was still thrilling.

Jim and I are going on a dress-up date tonight, it should be lots of fun. There's something so nice about coming home from my grimy, icky job where looking like a girl just isn't practical and changing into something feminine and fun and putting on makeup. We'll probably just hit a generic chain Italian restaurant, but it'll be nice to have a real date together again. It's been a while since we've had one, and eternity and half since we've dressed up. Whee!

I'm still chugging along on that blanket, it keeps getting smaller and smaller. When I steal my camera back from Jim, I'll put some pictures up. It's so bright and happy and it really makes me smile. I found out that my boss, who I like more and more every day, is due in January, but probably having her baby in December (she's going to need a C-section, the poor woman!). She's having a girl, so I can go for the whole pastel thing, or maybe I'll find something bright and happy again. Hmm, decisions, decisions...

Anyway, off to put on a little black dress and some awesome shoes and remind my man how dazzling I can be when I choose. Here's hoping everyone's weekend goes well!

Monday, August 13, 2007

I really suck at titling these things!

So, yeah. Honestly, I do.

The blanket is coming along swimmingly, for some reason the decrease half seems to be going much quicker than the increase, I'm half afraid I'm doing something wrong. It looks lovely, though, and I'm so proud that something that pretty has come out of my labor, my hands. There's just something so satisfying about seeing a lump of yarn turn into something coherent, something real, something useful.

The new manager seems rather nice, and even pleasant, we all hardly know what to do with ourselves. She's pregnant, and I'm looking around for something quick and pretty to make for her. I'm not sure how far she's along, and thus, how much time I would have to make said project. I might just make her some booties and a hat; everything one makes for babies is cute, just by virtue of being tiny.

In other yarn-related news, I have a largeish skein of lovely brown and one of red mohair, and nothing to really do with them. I'm thinking of maybe doing scarves, but I think it'd be uncomfortable to have something that fuzzy near one's face. I nead some awesome, pretty things to do with this yarn, it's absolutely lovely, and would've cost a fortune, if Mom and I hadn't gotten it on the last day of the knitting expo last year.

So the socks we were going to make for my friend in Iraq aren't going to work, Mom picked out some absolutely wonderful wool and such. Once we did a little research, though, we found out that the average low temperature in winter there is only 38 degrees. It's cold, but not nearly as cold as we were thinking. Now we're looking for something lighter, cooler, and better able to deal with sweat. The temperature gets to be 110-120 there by noon. That just blows my mind. I can't imagine functioning in that much heat, let alone doing something like working on big, heavy vehicles. Ash (the friend in Iraq) called on Sunday, and it was so good to hear from him. Being in Baghdad, we worry about him. A lot. His tour of duty has been extended for another fifteen months, now he should be home in May of next year.

Jim and I are going to go try to see some more meteors tonight. We went with Dad and Kate and Gio last night, and stayed out quite late. We left before the peak hours, but we saw a few before we went home for the night. We drive out to the middle of nowhere, and we can see so many stars. There's something so awe-inspiring about all that beauty, and it makes one feel so small to sit there beneath the stars and realize how huge space is, how much we just don't know. Time to go be inspired!

Wednesday, August 8, 2007

Moving Out, Moving On

It's official, Jim and I are finally getting a place together. Of course, it's us, and we can't do anything the easy way, so we're also bringing a friend, and we're moving to PA.

Jim and Burns were both accepted into Univeral Technical Institute, the holy grail of gearhead academies, and will be starting January 28th (we're moving sometime between December and January). UTI is in Exton, PA, and I have to say, it's impressive. My favorite part was that they have Gojo in the bathroom. I can definitely feel at home anywhere they feel the need to put industrial strength, pumice-laden hand soap in the bathrooms. Anyway, Jim and Mike are in, and now comes the easy part (by easy I mean scary and hard), which is finding us all jobs and a place to live. Right now, I seem to be the one doing most of the work and the research at least as far as living quarters go, but then, I'm nuts excited about this. I need to move forward, and I need to feel like I'm taking control of my life and not just sitting back and passively letting things happen to me. I'm not going to school...yet. But I will be continuing to make payments on my loans as I'm living up there. Jim's and my secret evil plan is for him to get through school (he'll graduate in a little under two years), find a good job, and for me to then go back to school and only work part time, or less full time, once he can take over more of the bills.

In other news, The Manager From Hell is leaving us. He's been transferred to our store in Williamstown. Instead, we're getting a woman who is, by all accounts weird, and also married to one of the local district managers. It can't get much more awkward than that, now can it? Still, I'll only be there for a few months, I can stick it out until it's time for me to move.

Tons of progress on the blanket I never quite managed to finish for the tdf kal, I have corners! It seems to be moving much more quickly in the decrease phase, but I'm sure that's only because I'm crazy and grateful to have moved past the knitting black hole I was stuck in for so long. I think the one thing I'm not looking forward to about moving is that I probably won't be able to afford much yarn, so I don't think there will be a lot of knitting. Eh, I'm sure I'll figure something out. In other wool-related news, I found a patter for a sweater for me. It's a great three-quarter sleeve, scoop neck sweater that I will be making out of some lovely yarn my mom and I got at a steep discount at last year's knitting expo.

That's all for now, but I'll update as I have things worth talking about.