Tuesday, September 13, 2011
Hiatus
I have to apologize if you've been waiting for a new post from me. We just moved 450 miles away and I haven't been connected to the internet at the new place yet. In fact, I'm sitting at the library between my husband who's on the next computer listening to all his favorite bands from back home and a couple of students who are working on their homework. I think that's what they're doing... Anyway, I needed to clear out my e-mail and pay a couple of bills, but stopped by to keep you updated. Hope all is well, you've picked up your needles for winter knitting and you've winterized your storage (all the yarn stash is in rubber totes with snug lids) and I will post again soon. Summer was busy, I have lots to share, tons of pics to load... Be back soon.
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Note To A Friend, Woman to Man
Note to Mr. Man:
Last night, you put your arm around my shoulder and asked me what to do about your love life.
It felt like more than a desire to have someone for the night, so that had a profound effect on me, like you are looking for the permanent one. I think, too, you may have thought I've heard everything being said about you and know all your business. I have taken a vow against gossip and maliciousness, so, unless you told me something or I've seen something, I don't know anything about what you're going through.
I wish it was a simple answer, how to find THE ONE. I've laid awake all night wondering what I could have said that would have been beneficial. At the moment, I can't remember what I did say. It seemed funny to me that you would ask ME of all people, and I'm pretty sure my answer is not the same as you would have with your friends in the locker room. But, at the same time, it's not the 'chick flick' answer either. At least I don't think so. I don't believe in fairy tales, so this isn't going to be the fake, romance answer.
In your chosen profession, there is a lot that is fake. Personally, I'm not a fan of fake. From the little I know about you, you're not either. If you were, you would be drinking all the time, until fake looks good. You don't seem to want your senses dulled, though, you seem to want to know things for what they are.
That will probably do you the most good, honestly. Recognizing things for what they really are will be the tool that protects you most. You have to realize the sweet thing with the bedroom eyes may not be the companion for life. Of course, if she's attempting to attract you with the fake nails, hair, boob-job, whatever, she may not love herself as she really is for you to begin to appreciate who she really is either. Whoever she is, you'll know her because you have all the right tools to recognize her.
The first tool that you have that I know of is your music. The right companion is the one that hopes for you to do the thing you love even more than you do. When you play and you are enjoying yourself, you get this really relaxed look on your face that says you are in the zone. It has a smile, too, when you make contact with someone else who is in the zone too. The person that supports you wants more of that for you and will be helping you to get it, even so far as to try to help you carry your equipment, regardless of the length of her nails are the height of her heels.
Additionally, you'll know her because she has treasured every kind thing you've ever said to her. You won't be able to find her based on her looks at all: She could be tall, short, toothpick thin or carry a little extra jiggle. She will be listening to you, without waiting for an opening to put in her next statement. She wants to know all of your truth. In fact, when you've told her the truth from the depth of your soul, she will have tears of joy in her eyes.
The second tool you have has always been with you. She's your mom. I'm not saying ask her opinion, that will come later. Your whole life you have spent putting a smile on her face. The one you want to see is the one that tilts back and basks in the joy of being in your presence. All that practice on your mom will come in very handy now.
My hope is that this didn't sound like it was from your mom, although I think I would have told this to a son. I hope it sounds like it came from a friend. I wish you well on your search my friend. My regret is that I won't be here to see it.
Last night, you put your arm around my shoulder and asked me what to do about your love life.
It felt like more than a desire to have someone for the night, so that had a profound effect on me, like you are looking for the permanent one. I think, too, you may have thought I've heard everything being said about you and know all your business. I have taken a vow against gossip and maliciousness, so, unless you told me something or I've seen something, I don't know anything about what you're going through.
I wish it was a simple answer, how to find THE ONE. I've laid awake all night wondering what I could have said that would have been beneficial. At the moment, I can't remember what I did say. It seemed funny to me that you would ask ME of all people, and I'm pretty sure my answer is not the same as you would have with your friends in the locker room. But, at the same time, it's not the 'chick flick' answer either. At least I don't think so. I don't believe in fairy tales, so this isn't going to be the fake, romance answer.
In your chosen profession, there is a lot that is fake. Personally, I'm not a fan of fake. From the little I know about you, you're not either. If you were, you would be drinking all the time, until fake looks good. You don't seem to want your senses dulled, though, you seem to want to know things for what they are.
That will probably do you the most good, honestly. Recognizing things for what they really are will be the tool that protects you most. You have to realize the sweet thing with the bedroom eyes may not be the companion for life. Of course, if she's attempting to attract you with the fake nails, hair, boob-job, whatever, she may not love herself as she really is for you to begin to appreciate who she really is either. Whoever she is, you'll know her because you have all the right tools to recognize her.
The first tool that you have that I know of is your music. The right companion is the one that hopes for you to do the thing you love even more than you do. When you play and you are enjoying yourself, you get this really relaxed look on your face that says you are in the zone. It has a smile, too, when you make contact with someone else who is in the zone too. The person that supports you wants more of that for you and will be helping you to get it, even so far as to try to help you carry your equipment, regardless of the length of her nails are the height of her heels.
Additionally, you'll know her because she has treasured every kind thing you've ever said to her. You won't be able to find her based on her looks at all: She could be tall, short, toothpick thin or carry a little extra jiggle. She will be listening to you, without waiting for an opening to put in her next statement. She wants to know all of your truth. In fact, when you've told her the truth from the depth of your soul, she will have tears of joy in her eyes.
The second tool you have has always been with you. She's your mom. I'm not saying ask her opinion, that will come later. Your whole life you have spent putting a smile on her face. The one you want to see is the one that tilts back and basks in the joy of being in your presence. All that practice on your mom will come in very handy now.
My hope is that this didn't sound like it was from your mom, although I think I would have told this to a son. I hope it sounds like it came from a friend. I wish you well on your search my friend. My regret is that I won't be here to see it.
Friday, July 15, 2011
Seattle Mariners Stitch & Pitch 2011 ~ Nicky Epstein
(This is the current project, by the way, nearly half done by game time.)
This was some unique artwork as we enterred the stadium. Made of license plates and bottle caps ~ excellent use of recycled materials!
At the Seattle Mariner's Stitch & Pitch they brought in Nicky Epstein, who is a well-known author of books both knitting and crochet to throw out the first pitch. Here's her website:
http://nickyepstein.com/
and here is her Goodreads profile if you'd like to learn about all the books she's written.
http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/55574.Nicky_Epstein
I learned she can throw a ball moderately well, with style and grace...
She was available for book signing and I brought my copy of the most fun knitting book (in my opinion) for her to do so. She thought my pink Sharpie very appropriate, and let me take a picture with her.
PS: If you looked at her list of books, her baseball glove having been embellished should be no surprise...
The brown knitted piece there is a sample from a book she is currently promoting, Knitting Block by Block.
I was not aware that there was such a thing as Mariner's Kennel corn. Not sure I want to know where they grow blue or green popcorn, but there you go. 
The Crowd to the left of me....
Jokers to the right
Here I am
Stuck in the middle with you.....
I hope where ever you are, that if you got to the Stitch & Pitch near you that you had as much fun as I did. Although, the fun I had may be hard to top...
This was some unique artwork as we enterred the stadium. Made of license plates and bottle caps ~ excellent use of recycled materials!
At the Seattle Mariner's Stitch & Pitch they brought in Nicky Epstein, who is a well-known author of books both knitting and crochet to throw out the first pitch. Here's her website:
http://nickyepstein.com/
and here is her Goodreads profile if you'd like to learn about all the books she's written.
http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/55574.Nicky_Epstein
I learned she can throw a ball moderately well, with style and grace...
She was available for book signing and I brought my copy of the most fun knitting book (in my opinion) for her to do so. She thought my pink Sharpie very appropriate, and let me take a picture with her.
PS: If you looked at her list of books, her baseball glove having been embellished should be no surprise...
The brown knitted piece there is a sample from a book she is currently promoting, Knitting Block by Block.
I was not aware that there was such a thing as Mariner's Kennel corn. Not sure I want to know where they grow blue or green popcorn, but there you go. 
The Crowd to the left of me....
Jokers to the right
Here I am
Stuck in the middle with you.....I hope where ever you are, that if you got to the Stitch & Pitch near you that you had as much fun as I did. Although, the fun I had may be hard to top...
Friday, June 10, 2011
Friday, June 10th
On this date, multiple decades ago, I graduated from High School.
Really have no thoughts about that, except that it wasn't the life changing event I thought it would be at the time, I was relieved to finally get out from under the thumb of people who really didn't care to do more than just their jobs. In striking contrast to one of my relatives who is retiring today from teaching after nearly thirty years, who is truly sad to leave.
My only thought about my current situation regarding high school is how to get Classmates.com to stop spamming me about the reunion this summer.
Anyway, hope you are have a great month. Making any plans for summer?
Really have no thoughts about that, except that it wasn't the life changing event I thought it would be at the time, I was relieved to finally get out from under the thumb of people who really didn't care to do more than just their jobs. In striking contrast to one of my relatives who is retiring today from teaching after nearly thirty years, who is truly sad to leave.
My only thought about my current situation regarding high school is how to get Classmates.com to stop spamming me about the reunion this summer.
Anyway, hope you are have a great month. Making any plans for summer?
Saturday, June 4, 2011
Friday, May 27, 2011
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Wednesday, May 25th
The world is round so that friendship may encircle it. - Pierre Teilhard de Chardin. Huh... I thought it was to throw off the aim of the bad guys... Guess that's what I get for thinking again.
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