So I have one picture to show... just one of what I have done so far on the knitting for the 150 hour project....
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| Please excuse the dog hairs that somehow got in the picture. |
Monday, June 20, 2011
All Is Well... All Is Quiet
Well I knew this day was going to be busy. My intention was to get every last bit of my book work done for the level 4 homework by this evening... and that I did. I am still knitting on the 150 hour project but for all intents and purposes it is written up as are all the other questions in level 4. I'm done except to finish the knitting and that's the fun part. Tomorrow I will get up, I will eat breakfast and send the girls off to school for their first exam and then I will pack my bags. And oh, what packing there is to do. But Teapot has promised to help. Then when evening rolls around he will take me to FSJ where I will lay my head at my friend's house before heading out the door early on Wednesday to help with driving on the way to Olds. Olds and level 5. Be still my beating heart.... I still have so much to get done. Each night I will be knitting my little hands off and God forbid I run out of yarn... I sure as heck hope not. My goal, then, is to get the blasted project done while there so that I can give it to my instructor for marking and not have to send it in the mail, after I get back home. Good luck to me..... right?!
So I have one picture to show... just one of what I have done so far on the knitting for the 150 hour project....
So that's it for this banana cake this evening. I'm pooped. I'm off to bed.... and it's only 11:00 p.m. It's a lonely bed tonight as Teapot is sleeping out at the school camp with a class of grade 3 and 4 students. Male chaperon and all. The Daughters have gone to bed ages ago and so have the two dogs with a look of disgust at me as I have been ignoring them all day. The cat keeps looking at me as though to say, "when are you going to shut me in with this kitten?" Well the answer is now. It's almost dark, the birds are whistling good night to each other... even the sheep are sleeping. It's time for me to go too... and if I don't write tomorrow?... see ya when I get back.
So I have one picture to show... just one of what I have done so far on the knitting for the 150 hour project....
Sunday, June 19, 2011
It's A Conspiracy... I Know It!
I just bought some new clothes. I ordered it from catalogues, and online. The views are not always the best and therefore sometimes when you order something, and it finally arrives, you get a little bit of a surprise... that happened with me. I bought a lovely top that has a view of Venice on it and I really like it. But.... the top is covered in sequins. I hate sequins... almost as much as pink... almost as much as s--ks. I hate them. I think sequins should be only ever used on Burlesque costumes for tight boobed cuties who don't mind showing their skin and flashing bright shining things in your eyes. (If I did that I'd scare everyone!) Why anyone would spend money putting sparkly thingys all over their clothes is beyond me..... ok, I can handle a few beads... but not sequins. Yuck! So you can imagine my dismay when I saw my new and very pretty top littered with these shining little irritants. Everyone said, oh it's ok... you'll look great... and it is a nice top. Hork! (that was me making retching noises.)
Last night after I was so wiped from working on stuff for level 4 for hours... I might add, I sat on my bed and spent two hours cutting and picking off all these little sparkly icky things. Now my top looks lovely. But the whole time, all I could think about was the poor bugger in some third world country who probably spent hours sewing the darn things on. (And got too little pay for it too.) By the time I was finished (at midnight) I was just about cross eyed with fatigue.
Teapot and I figure there is a conspiracy going on. We figure that all the third world countries that sew on sequins have ganged together and are convincing the big clothing stores of North America that fashion should have women wearing sparkly clothes.... and it is all in an effort so that they can trace the movements of women via satellite.... I know that's what they are up to.... they just want us all to not know they are tracking us. In wearing shining clothes, we also illuminate what the men are doing too. They also want us to blind ourselves and everyone around us too. By doing these things they will be able to invade and take over our country while we're blind because they will have such clear insight into our comings and going.
And it's all due to sequins!
Get rid of them..... they are as bad as polyester..... I guarantee it!!!! ; }
Last night after I was so wiped from working on stuff for level 4 for hours... I might add, I sat on my bed and spent two hours cutting and picking off all these little sparkly icky things. Now my top looks lovely. But the whole time, all I could think about was the poor bugger in some third world country who probably spent hours sewing the darn things on. (And got too little pay for it too.) By the time I was finished (at midnight) I was just about cross eyed with fatigue.
Teapot and I figure there is a conspiracy going on. We figure that all the third world countries that sew on sequins have ganged together and are convincing the big clothing stores of North America that fashion should have women wearing sparkly clothes.... and it is all in an effort so that they can trace the movements of women via satellite.... I know that's what they are up to.... they just want us all to not know they are tracking us. In wearing shining clothes, we also illuminate what the men are doing too. They also want us to blind ourselves and everyone around us too. By doing these things they will be able to invade and take over our country while we're blind because they will have such clear insight into our comings and going.
And it's all due to sequins!
Get rid of them..... they are as bad as polyester..... I guarantee it!!!! ; }
Friday, June 17, 2011
I Stood By The Rail
I went to a party tonight. It was a going away party for a gal who had been working at the school for the last few years. She's leaving. The party was at the house of one of the school staff and his house is on the banks of the Peace. I mean right on the banks of the Peace. The Peace river is a beautiful river but it has been cutting it's way through this valley for so long that in most places the banks are quite high... like 35 ft + high. So not everywhere along the banks can you see it unless you are right up to the edge of the bank. But this house tonight was at one of the low places along the river. There was a long grassy lawn running right down to the edge of the river and I stood on the deck of the house and looked at the river and fell in love with where I live all over again. The Peace is like that. You walk away and because it is not always and completely visible you tend to forget it... Then you have an evening or a day when you spend some time on its banks and it sucks you in totally and completely and you wish for just a little bit that you could live that river in every part of your day.
The fog rolled down the river about halfway through the evening and while the sky remained blue above us, the river fog in its ethereal beauty drifted slowly past, rising and lowering in a ghostly dance. It was simply beautiful.
There was a Bald Eagle that did a fly by... and lazily the water rolled on. How privileged I am to be able to stand by the rail and watch the Peace in all it beauty.
I miss living by the water.
But I will one day again... if I can.
The fog rolled down the river about halfway through the evening and while the sky remained blue above us, the river fog in its ethereal beauty drifted slowly past, rising and lowering in a ghostly dance. It was simply beautiful.
There was a Bald Eagle that did a fly by... and lazily the water rolled on. How privileged I am to be able to stand by the rail and watch the Peace in all it beauty.
I miss living by the water.
But I will one day again... if I can.
Miracles Please
A miracle right about now would be lovely. Super powered typing fingers so that I can finish all write ups...
A winning lotto ticket so that I had money to pay for everything....
And a time turner so that I could get level 4 homework done before Tuesday...
Ankles and feet that don't hurt... so that I could finish that treadling....
40 metres of hand spun cotton....
Enough sleep.....
I can't wait.... Tuesday can't come fast enough.... except for all that other stuff.
Pictures of the 150 hour project coming soooooonnnnnn!
A winning lotto ticket so that I had money to pay for everything....
And a time turner so that I could get level 4 homework done before Tuesday...
Ankles and feet that don't hurt... so that I could finish that treadling....
40 metres of hand spun cotton....
Enough sleep.....
I can't wait.... Tuesday can't come fast enough.... except for all that other stuff.
Pictures of the 150 hour project coming soooooonnnnnn!
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Why, Oh Why
So I just chatted with a friend and her thyroid is acting up... Another friend is having feminine issues... Pops is having another myalgia attack... everywhere I turn health is at issue among my friends and family. I went to the doctor for my annual checkup and to find out what the dickens is going on with my Kankles (swollen ankles) and I found out that my blood pressure is up. Why, oh why do our bodies have their own minds about what's what. I mean... now that my kids are a little older and I'm finding more time for myself I am also finding that my body does not want me to do the things that I want to do. Murphy is involved somehow I'm sure!) Treadling.... I can't do that without going for hourly walks. I can't eat chips and cheeses anymore (which I love.. it's my snack of choice)... too much salt. Cholesterol is something I have to watch. And I have to lose weight. HAVE TO! Hmmm... : \
I am waiting for test results to come back from a bunch of blood tests and who knows what the heck I'm going to get from that. It's just not fair being in my mid forties and feeling like I'm 90.
Ok I've done my moaning for today.
It's a grey day... I am not moaning about it though since I was starting to notice that the grass was looking dry. But the rain came at the right time to green everything up again. I have been talking to the farmers and they are telling me that already the grass in the fields are growing double what it was last year... so while it may not be a bumper crop of hay, at least we will have enough. Teapot has been fencing... I say that loosely because he has been stringing wire in and out of the trees so that our sheep and alpacas can go out of their paddocks and eat green grass without wandering out into the road. All is good. They are enjoying the opportunity to have much richer feed and at the same time the paddocks get a bit of a break.
Then in the garden the rain is helping too. I have carrots that will soon need thinning and I have beets that are up and growing. The potatoes are nowhere.... yet... not even in the ground. The deadline was yesterday... but I'm still going to plant them.. they may be small when we dig them up... but I don't care. I just need Teapot to string wire so that the animals can't get to them.
Teapot is going to Australia. He has been chosen for a trip with the Rangers. He is so excited... he found out a few weeks ago that he was on the standby list. So he sent off the documentation to get his passport. Then he started waiting. On Tuesday I got home in the afternoon and checked the emails... and there was the confirmation that one of the people had dropped out and Teapot's name had been moved up on the list of people going. Jackpot! He's training.... walking fast every evening in a serious effort to get into shape before he goes. It is Northern Australia and it will no doubt be hot. He needs to acclimatize. He will be leaving on the 29th of July and returning on the 21 of August. That means that he will be gone for half of the summer... I will miss him dreadfully. But it is a once in a lifetime trip... and he deserves it. I told him to bring home wool.... he said no....!!! Damn! But I've got some time to work on him yet. ; )
Meanwhile, I'm working on level 4... and I have my extension... but I'm still hoping I won't need it... Hope springs eternal!!!!
I'm off to go for a short walk... and get my ankles exercised before I spin the last of my needed 150 hour yarn... why, oh why can't I just have my 27 year old body back with ankles that don't swell... it's just not fair!
I am waiting for test results to come back from a bunch of blood tests and who knows what the heck I'm going to get from that. It's just not fair being in my mid forties and feeling like I'm 90.
Ok I've done my moaning for today.
It's a grey day... I am not moaning about it though since I was starting to notice that the grass was looking dry. But the rain came at the right time to green everything up again. I have been talking to the farmers and they are telling me that already the grass in the fields are growing double what it was last year... so while it may not be a bumper crop of hay, at least we will have enough. Teapot has been fencing... I say that loosely because he has been stringing wire in and out of the trees so that our sheep and alpacas can go out of their paddocks and eat green grass without wandering out into the road. All is good. They are enjoying the opportunity to have much richer feed and at the same time the paddocks get a bit of a break.
Then in the garden the rain is helping too. I have carrots that will soon need thinning and I have beets that are up and growing. The potatoes are nowhere.... yet... not even in the ground. The deadline was yesterday... but I'm still going to plant them.. they may be small when we dig them up... but I don't care. I just need Teapot to string wire so that the animals can't get to them.
Teapot is going to Australia. He has been chosen for a trip with the Rangers. He is so excited... he found out a few weeks ago that he was on the standby list. So he sent off the documentation to get his passport. Then he started waiting. On Tuesday I got home in the afternoon and checked the emails... and there was the confirmation that one of the people had dropped out and Teapot's name had been moved up on the list of people going. Jackpot! He's training.... walking fast every evening in a serious effort to get into shape before he goes. It is Northern Australia and it will no doubt be hot. He needs to acclimatize. He will be leaving on the 29th of July and returning on the 21 of August. That means that he will be gone for half of the summer... I will miss him dreadfully. But it is a once in a lifetime trip... and he deserves it. I told him to bring home wool.... he said no....!!! Damn! But I've got some time to work on him yet. ; )
Meanwhile, I'm working on level 4... and I have my extension... but I'm still hoping I won't need it... Hope springs eternal!!!!
I'm off to go for a short walk... and get my ankles exercised before I spin the last of my needed 150 hour yarn... why, oh why can't I just have my 27 year old body back with ankles that don't swell... it's just not fair!
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