This weekend, we took a family trip up to Hayward, WI to watch the hubby come over the finish line of the NA Birkebeiner. (cool slide show) We're very proud of him!
There were even races for the young Birkies-in-Training. Moi'? I don't exercise. I get irritable and grouchy when I have to jog with the dog up to the mail box. So imagine my surprise when I shook hands with four other women after a few too many glasses of wine. I had taken an oath to ski in next years Kortelopet, which is about half the distance of the Birkebeiner, yet still a daunting distance of 23 K.
I turn 39 this summer, so skiing the Korte is supposed to be some sort of sick and twisted 40th birthday gift to myself, according to said girlfriends. I'm already grouchy just thinking about it. In fact, I don't want to talk about it anymore.
I did knit, though. It's a little Birkie hat for my daughter who is at school right now, so I can't take a picture.
I found out how to check all my favorite blogs in a FRACTION of the time. If you have a blogspot account, go to your Dashboard and find READING LIST. You can add as many blogs as you like and then you can check your dashboard and it will keep track of who has updated their blogs! I have fallen in love with this. It used to take me forever on my ancient 2 year old computer to click on every.single.blog.
Now I check my dashboard, it shows me that 4 of my favs have updated and I can immediately read them. No fuss no muss.
oh, and you can post that list on your blog (see that to the left?) The order in which they are sorted is by the most recently updated.
So, just thought I'd let you know. It makes blog life so much easier.
The Hat. Oh well. Compulsive behaviors do provide some benefits:My new shopping bag. At quite a discount from Mimi the Sardine. It will be my early Mother's Day gift to myself.
And now . . . no more spending. But here I have to say that it's just like putting yourself on a diet. As soon as you start your diet, you begin to crave crazy junk food and you end up eating worse than before you went on your diet.
But enough is enough.
I must squeeze some fresh creative juices and start making things from the stuff I already have.
With so many unfinished objects and a renewed promises to finish them, what do we do ladies? (and gentlemen)?
We cast on for an entirely NEW AND UNPLANNED PROJECT!!! (queue ticker-tape parade and party blowers)
That's right. With our economy both world-wide and right here at home collapsing around me, I purchased MORE yarn because the two bins full of yarn that I already own just weren't enough. I then, promptly purchased a new bag to put my new yarn and project into.
I CO and started a hat for a kid who won't wear it anyway because hats, in general, are "too itchy".
And here, a picture of the hat that may put us in foreclosure. And yeah, I made him wear it, the little punk. I didn't spend two days on the couch knitting like a fiend so that this scratchy hat could spend it's winter days in a drawer. No sir. Can you tell that my poor kid is just itching to take it off . . . . get it? . . . itching? . . . get it?
I recently purchased your Roast Turkey Dinner for my lunch. I must say, I was very impressed with the picture on the box. It does indeed look like a "Homestyle" meal. The ratio of celery to croutons is what clenched the deal for me. I counted 11 pieces of celery and 12 croutons, which would make my vegetable to carbohydrate ratio about 48%/52%. Not bad.
And while most people don't consider celery an adequate source of anything, I count anything green on my plate to be a viable member of my food pyramid. Pickles included.
So I was sorely disappointed to open my meal and find a lesser version of the pictured meal. I have provided my own picture for your viewing pleasure.
Please note the lack of celery.
Upon further inspection, I found this one piece, clinging to a soggy bread cube. I'm at 4% for my vegetable, which is making my food pyramid look a bit lopsided.
The problem seems obvious:
Someone in your company has a serious celery addiction and has been eating the bits right off your assembly line.
Please do whatever you can to rectify this situation before food pyramids everywhere collapse into non-nutritious piles of goo.
I have this one friend who has been waiting for a birthday present from me for about 30 years. So I said to this friend, I said, "Friend? What would you like?" And her curt reply (curtness comes with 30 years of disappointment), "Mittens." So I went down the street to YE OLDE YARN SHOPPE and bought some soft orange yarn and CO (cast on) for a pair of Dashing mittens for her. Gorgeous, except that I forgot to repeat the pattern on BOTH sides of the mitten. The top of the wrist is plain. PLAIN! BLECHYBLECH! (the crappy picture doesn't help) It makes no sense. And it REALLY doesn't make sense to knit the other mitten the same way OR to knit the second mitten the correct way and then the mittens won't match.
I CO for another pair of mittens. And I finished the first one and you wanna know something? IT'S TOO SMALL! Yeah. SO there you go. Happy FRICKEN birthday. I don't even want to finish the second one because what's the point. So what I'm thinking is that I'll just give her one of each and call it a day. They're both for the left hand.
Then I'll have another 30 years to make it up to her. Hey Tiff - how are you doing on orange hot pads?