Monday, October 27, 2008

A Life Lesson

So, while I'm screaming at the kidlets that they were going to miss their bus to school (they did), and that I was not going to drive them to school (I did), I threw out my back. Only I could hurt my back while yelling at the kidlets - there was finger pointing and wagging going on also. Maybe that's what did it.

Thursday, October 23, 2008


Have you ever woken up at 6:00 am on a Sunday, and no matter how hard you try, for the love of Pete (Pete is very well loved, bless him), can not go back to sleep because you can not get the burning notion out of your brain that you must have a new scarf and you must cast on for it right the frak now? No? Alrighty then, it must just be me.

Not only are you driven by a burning passion to have one new scarf, but you must have many new scarves. So much so, that you later in the week purchase yarn for a scarf even though you have perfectly good yarn in the stash to make many, many scarves/smallish wraps.

Does anyone else hear that she-devil knitting goddess cackling? No? Alrighty then, it must just be me.

Monday, October 13, 2008

Manly, yes, but I...oh, never mind

Scene: my house, Sunday afternoon

Wife: I'm running to the grocery store, I'll be back in a minute.

the Husband: What are you getting?

Wife: Some stuff we need for beans, rolls, drinks for the kidlets, and something desserty in case your sister doesn't show up.

the Husband: Hey! You know what I'd like?

Wife: (quizzical look on her face)

the Husband: Some bubble bath! I want to take a bubble bath.

Wife: We have bubble bath. It's that fancy stuff you bought for me.

the Husband: Yeah, I know. But that's too girly. I want something manly.

Wife: Manly? Manly bubble bath? What is manly bubble bath?

the Husband: Mr. Bubble. (pause) This is going to be on the blog, isn't it?

Wife: Oh, yeah.

I Can't Help It

I'm going to get all political on y'all. I have become increasing concerned with the process of democracy in this country, most especially in my own state. My biggest wish this election year would be that we, the people, would take this election, or any election for that matter, seriously enough to follow the rules (laws) pertaining to our right to vote.

Here in my state of Ohio, which is always a highly contested state during presidential elections, I am very concerned with the actions of ACORN. There is an investigation into whether ACORN bribed one person to register to vote 73 times! There was also a one week period here that allowed people to register and vote at the same time! So there was no stopping someone that was so inclined to register/vote in one county, drive to another county and do it again and again and again, thus devaluing my one vote! Ohio's secretary of state would not validate the registrations until ordered to do so by the court, thus leaving no time in the few weeks before the election to verify them all.

Our right to vote today is a hard won privilege the seeds of which were planted well over 200 years ago in the American Revolution. This far removed from the Revolution we do not pay due reverence to the act of voting, not just the act of voting, but the act of voting without being told how to vote. We get to vote, as a nation, how we dang well please. There is no one strong-arming us at the polls.

Voting is a great responsibility. We owe it to ourselves to be well informed and educated on the issues and candidates before walking into the polling booth.

And one more thing, play nice.

Tuesday, October 07, 2008

A Sweater Blank?


It's my own unvention, you saw it here first! I got dibs! Mine, mine, mine! Everyone will be doing it! Erm, not so much. I figured if I had enough exclamation points, I'd get excited about knitting the EXACT SAME SWEATER TWICE!

Nope, still no excitement, even with the yelling. Remember how I mentioned that I underestimated the size of the lady bits? I am well aware of the size of the girls, I didn't really underestimate per se. It was more of a lapse in judgement. I decided that I didn't really need any ease in my sweater. I must have been drinkin' that day. I hate tight clothing. Proper fitting is good, sausage casing clothing, not so much.

So, I've created my own sweater blank, except it ain't blank. Rather than ripping it out, winding the yarn back into balls from whence it came, I'm re-knitting in a larger size straight from the original. It already comes in a color (no dyeing necessary), and here's the best know what it's going to look like when it's finished!

Still not feeling the love. That exclamation point didn't help either.