Sunday, April 3, 2011

Crafters Week - Backwards

While catching up on my blog reading (and avoiding actual work at work) I stumbled across this. The second annual knitting and crocheting blog week. Since today is the last day, I decided to start with day 7's topic and work my way backwards.

Write about your typical crafting time. When it is that you are likely to craft – alone or in more social environments, when watching TV or whilst taking bus journeys. What items do you like to surround yourself with whilst you twirl your hook like a majorette’s baton or work those needles like a skilled set of samurai swords. Do you always have snacks to hand, or are you a strictly ‘no crumbs near my yarn!’ kind of knitter.

With two young kids my crafting time is limited to say the least. I try to fit in a few stitches whenever possible. Which is probably why I always have seven or twelve projects going at once. When a project is at it's "knit until x inches from cast on row" stage, it travels well. Especially hats knit in the round. Like the pumpkin hat in my purse. A few stitches at the red light, a few more waiting for my computer to boot up, by the end of the day I've finished an entire row! Slightly more complex knitting (simple decrease and increase shaping, easily memorized lace or cables) is for when my husband and I are going somewhere together. He always drives, I always knit. It makes him a bit crazy I know. It doesn't matter where we are going or how long it will take to get there - 5 minutes to the grocery store, 10 minutes to my parents house, I knit on the way there. I always sneak in a few rows at night after the kids are in bed. This is when I do the "pay attention to me" knitting. I am usually half watching Forensic Files or some other true crime TV show at the same time.

But my absolutely favorite knitting time is vacation knitting. Thanks to a company car that comes with a company gas card we drive to wherever it is we are going on vacation. At least a month before (and sometimes earlier) I scope out possible new projects. I go to my LYS to touch and feel possible yarn choices. The week or two before vacation, I  swatch, plan, and pack my knitting bag (complete with clip on book light for nighttime driving). As soon as we back out of the driveway, I start my new project. Sometimes, I even finish it.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Reflection

Tomorrow is my 33rd birthday. I think I will use this as a reflecting point...

I have two beautiful children. I mean gorgeous. They are smart (sometimes too smart), polite to adults, and love each other very much. I have a wonderful husband. We have been through good and bad together and have come through stronger. I have a trusty dog who licks my face and barks when strangers approach.

I have a wonderful group of friends. Some new, some old, some I spend hours with, some I have never met in person, all an addition to my life. I have hobbies that I enjoy - knitting, yoga, running, reading.

Tomorrow, I will celebrate these past 33 years - with cake, ice cream, macaroni and cheese, Cadbury eggs, diet Pepsi, and I will not count a single calorie. ;-)

Thursday, March 3, 2011

A Story for Everyone's Amusement

Rhode Island has gotten a LOT of snow this winter. A LOT. I managed to avoid all snow-related disasters until this past week, when it wasn't even snowing. So here's the story...

Tadpole had been running some low-grade temps for a few days. He was cranky and generally not himself. And he was supposed to be starting day care the next week. On Friday his temperature was 100.2 - I knew that if I didn't call the pediatrician we'd either end up at the Emergency Room at 2 a.m. Sunday or he'd have a temperature of 104 Monday morning and be unable to start daycare.

After dropping Bear off at pre-school at 9 in the morning, I called the pediatrician's office. The secretary told me she'd have the nurse call me back to schedule an appointment. Now usually when the nurse calls me back she wants me to come in NOW. Like ten minutes ago. So I decided to head in that direction. A note: our pediatrician was Andrew's doctor when he was a kid. His office is on the other side of the bay, somewhere I don't spend a lot of time.

I made it to the pediatricians office before the nurse called so I decided to head to a park that I knew was nearby. I turned down what I thought was the road to the park. Not so much. What I turned down was a service road. A heavily unplowed service road that headed uphill towards a cleared parking area. My thinking was simple, drive up the hill, turn around and head back to the main road. BUT I never made it up the hill. My truck got stuck. I tried the turn the wheel, pull forward, turn the wheel, reverse, etc. trick but I was still stuck. I finally called AAA to come rescue me.

When AAA showed up they ended up having to attach a winch to my car and PULL me up the hill to the parking area. When I got turned around the AAA guy says to me, "Now that puddle at the bottom of the hill is probably a lot deeper now than when you came up here." (Oh yeah, did I forget to mention that it was POURING?) "Go as fast as you can through the puddle and I'll wait to make sure you get through it." Fantastic.

And to add insult to injury, the nurse called me back while I was waiting for AAA. They'd see me at 3:15pm that afternoon.