Thursday, July 26, 2007
Bad, Bad Dances!
I know I have been delinquent. Forty lashes with a wet noodle. I have been very busy. Dh is back to work but DD is home and frankly, she is making me crazy. Very needy child. It's hard to get things done with her here. By mid-afternoon she is whining "There is nothing to DOOOOOOOOOOO" while standing in a pile of toys, games, and craft projects. I keep telling her she can clean her room if she is bored, but she only rolls her eyes and says "Mo-om! That's not what I meant!". Sheesh. Next week? Day camp for sure. I don't care how much it costs. At this moment I would sell a vital organ to give her something constructive to do for the week - at least more constructive than watching tv in her pj's eating chips and whining about the dearth of fun in this house while I try to write complex code. Ruby went for a grooming this week, and I have to call back and ask what conditioner they used because she is so soft and shiny! She feels like a puppy again. And she still smells so nice. Any minute now she will start smelling doggy and puggy again, so I will sniff while I can LOL. They clipped her nails short then ground them. I love when they do that. Ruby however does NOT love when they do that, but the groomer tells me she was good as gold this time. Of course, the groomer is a pug owner too and Ruby's "grandmother" so she might be biased LOL. When an owner says a pug "was good as gold" for a nail trim it usually means she only screamed like a monkey for MOST of it and only bit the handler about a hundred times. Those pugs can pinch HARD when they want to. And they are quick. You get pinched like ten times before you even know it is happening. Soft squishy face and PINCH. It's like being pinched by a warm, damp mitten. After a long knitting hiatus, I have picked up the needles again. Every christmas we do this exchange game where the women bring a "generic female gift" and the men bring a "generic male gift". It involves choosing a present and unwrapping it, or stealing a present already held by somebody else. Contrary to my former experience where knitted gifts weren't always well received, they go over like gangbusters in that game. This year I want to bring a lighweight shawl. I love the yarn, but I have tried starting three shawls so far and couldn't find the best pattern to showcase it. A garter stitch shawl just makes it look messy, tangled, and fuzzy. A complex lace pattern was lost in it (and impossible for me to manage). A basic feather and fan rectangle was okay, but I wanted something a bit more - well just more. So I have found another pattern and we will see how it goes. So far the colours are working out nicely, the pattern really brings out the sheen of this yarn, and it isn't so hard to follow. Mistakes are also easy to hide ROFL. I have also promised my niece funky socks for her birthday (November 1st) and fluffy slouchy socks for christmas. It is never too soon to start, and I already have the yarn for those in the "stash". I also have a test sock on the needles - I am "mating" two different patterns to come up with a frankensock LOL. In all honesty it has been on the needles for a while but I have to get back to it soon or I'll have no idea where I was. Who am I kidding, even when I am sitting knitting I often forget where I am - tee hee. I want to make DD gloves for winter, and a pair for myself as well. I bought the cutest pink and green 'camouflage' yarn to make myself a new purse. I still love my cat in the hat striped and felted purse, but I want something a bit different in shape and a tad bigger. More structured as well. I am thinking of lining it with plastic canvas then tacking fabric to the canvas on the inside. Or something like that. As far as butts go, mine better get in gear if I don't want to lose out this canning season. I planned on making several jars of bread and butter, baby dills, and mustard pickles to give as gifts this year. And jam as well. My dad used to make these sweet pickle chunks that looked like pieces of beach glass and were very crispy and sweet like candy. We all loved them. Relatives used to visit and STEAL jars of these pickles. They are just so different from an ordinary sweet pickle. I found a recipe that MIGHT be it, and I am dying to try it. I think my dad would be thrilled to get a jar of them for Christmas. When I try it I will post the recipe for sure. Guess what I am having for lunch today? Toasted tomato sandwich, with the FIRST RIPE TOMATO from our garden. Envy me. Tee hee!