Thursday, March 31, 2005

Now Presenting

I love arriving home and finding a package for me. Especially when it is something I have been waiting for. And what was so gloriously in my mailbox when I got home, my lovely stalked friends? What was so cleverly disguised in a plain, brown, cardboard box to keep local knitters from raiding my mail and facing federal charges? Why it was none other than The Book! Yes, that one. The one and only Harlot Book. I can now bring stalking to a whole new level.

Mine all mine! Glee! Posted by Hello

I have already read quit a few pages. Witty, insightful and just down right Harlot good. So much so that I can even forgive the disparaging remark against crochet on page 45. *Ahem* Yeah, it stings a bit, but it's Steph. She's famous. She's my polar opposite. That makes it good stuff. Besides, I know most knitters think crochet is beneath them. I just don't give a rat's ass about that. Because I love to crochet just as much as I love to knit and paint. AND Because I have The Book. There are knitters out there that are being told they have to wait until May to get a copy.

You may envy me now.

Hope everyone has a great day!!

Wednesday, March 30, 2005

Adopt a Demon Today!

We used to have 3 dogs. I miss having 3 dogs. The worst complaint we had was "That damn dog is under my feet again." Then Penny showed up. Penny, A.K.A Demon Dog, A.K.A Creepy Blue Eye, is a Catahoula Leopard Dog. Catahoula is French for "summon forth the legions of Hell." Almost a year ago, I was driving along with Mom (of the adopted family) and crew and we came upon a puppy on the side of the road. This puppy was severely emaciated, covered in ants and had a nasty staph infection on her chest. I brought her home to heal up with every intention of finding her a new home. But noooooo. Hubby had to fall in love with this demon and decided to keep her.

Now normally, I am not this way towards animals. Spiders don't count. Anything with more than 4 legs ain't natural, but I digress. Penny did normal puppy things, then the demon took over. What should have been the final straw was when I woke up to find Merino Wool strung from one end of the house to the other. Did she get into the boxes, tubs or crates of acrylic I own? Of course not. She found the good stuff. I started at the front bedroom and gathered my only lovely Merino Wool I owned from there, through the living room, through the dining room, through the kitchen and into the back bedroom. She's still alive. My application for sainthood has been approved.

We are in the process of finding her a good home. I love dogs, but this is not. A. Dog. She has ruined all of our carpets, torn up numerous things and barks all the damn time, if by barking you mean a high pitched, ear shattering, nerve wracking screech of demons from the 9th ring of Hell. Oh I know what your saying..."But Dear Stalker, she can't be all that bad." Yes she can! I have proof! The picture below is of Penny. Yes, she's beautiful. Do not let that fool you. Don't be drawn in by it. Note the creepy blue eye. Note the flames that show up in the pupil of the creepy blue eye. The only thing keeping us alive is her not having opposable thumbs to wield a knife with.

Click on the pictures to enlarge, if you dare!!!

Creepy blue eye.... Posted by Hello

She is planning our deaths. You can see it in her face. She's just waiting for us to fall asleep seperately so she can eat us without the screams waking the other up. Our souls will be sucked into the creepy blue eye where I will be forced to watch as thousands of hellhounds destroy skeins upon skeins of Merino Wool and Cashmere for eternity. Big T (my DH) will be forced to watch demons get viruses and spyware on their computers and download mail without spam blockers. Oh the funky horror!

There's a monster on my couch. Posted by Hello

The only thing I have left to live for is the Cascade 220 on it's way here to sooth my troubled spirit. I shall make a felted bag with lovely bead handles. It shall comfort my soul and hold all my troubles. I will knit all of my anger and loathing into this bag then felt it all away. It shall be lavender at the top and base, then heather green in the center with a large monogrammed 'H' done in amethyst. It will be my triumph.

Hope everyone has a great day!!

Sunday, March 27, 2005

Signs of Spring

Warning: Long-ass, personal post ahead.

It's what day?? Where in the hell did the week go? Sheesh. And still no pictures of my current finished objects for Dulaan. I really don't have any excuses. Yeah, work has been crazy, home life has been crazy, hubby likes to actually have attention...but the fact of the matter is, I'm lazy. Wait, let me correct that. I am LAZY. L.A.Z.Y. That stands for Lard-Assed Zany Yarnwhore. If I can get to my computer chair or the couch before some domestic duty rears it's ugly head, I am stuck there. I will knit or crochet while watching the stupidest thing on TV until all hours of the night because going to bed would require me to actually get up and move. On a positive note, acceptance is the first step to a cure. I accepted my laziness about 20 years ago. Can someone please tell me step freakin two?

On a major postive note, I got to spend the weekend at my mom's. Well, perhaps that requires an explanation. Hold on to your hats and if it gets too complicated, just skip ahead and accept me as the weirdo that I am. About 10 years ago I lived with the bass player for a heavy metal band. Oh so responsible. Anywho, this "relationship" was doomed from the start. But he made the mistake of letting me meet his mom. She has to be one of the most amazing people I have ever met. Funny, articulate, playful and accepting of people for who they really are. Everyone just calls her Mom. I do know her real name but saying it is like trying to call my real mom by her name. Freaky. So, anyway, Mom and I have been inseperable. She just adopted me as the oldest daughter she never had. The woman already has 6 kids. She didn't need another one. This is going somewhere, I promise. Once the "relationship" (snicker snort) ended with her son, I kept showing up at her house. And that doesn't even do it justice.

Imagine a place where you can go to when life is running you over, where the instant you walk into the door, you become the center of attention. All normal activity ceases. Younger children no longer have a bedime simply because you. Are. There. Imagine that these people call you "daughter" and "sister" and yet have no blood ties to you what-so-ever. And that this family genuinely loves one another and enjoys their time together. Imagine being in your 20's or 30's and there are no expectations for you to act that way. All you have to do is be fun and have fun. There's board games, singing, singing because of board games (I don't think we even know the rules to SongBurst) sitting around doing Mad Libs (remember those?) and just laughing yourself sick. There's music, singing, dancing, laughing, crying, and acceptance of the good things and even the bad. Imagine walking in the door of this household and everyone screams your name and there's about 10 minutes worth of hugging and smiling so big your face hurts. That's what I got to do this weekend. Yeah. So very cool. And don't even get me started on this lovely, Italian woman's cooking. Divine. The point of this story is, everyone should have a place like this. Perhaps you already do. If you don't, I recommend you getting one. It can be your own family or a new one you adopt. It can be a group of friends that have no relationship to one another except you. It just makes life good. And talk about stress relief.

Wait. This post is titled Signs of Spring. And I have proof of Spring. It may get close to freezing here tonight (This IS Texas, right?), but Spring is here, none the less. My proof? Bluebonnets!! Everywhere in central Texas, these little blue lovelies are popping up along the road. I got a picture of a small patch on the way home from Mom's today. The picture doesn't do the vibrant colors justice, but this, this is is Spring. In about mid-February around here, the state department mows the roadsides. This is in preperation for our bluebonnets. They don't mow again until mid to late April. They give the bluebonnets plenty of time to fluorish and then fade off. All of this for flowers. Our state flower, yes. But a flower? And we have festivals for this wildflower. Fess-tee-vuls. With craft booths lined with items that have these flowers painted all over them. It's an amazing sight.

And this is just a tiny patch. A teeny tiny one. Posted by Hello

Well, enough blathering on for today, my dear stalkees.

Hope everyone has a great day!!!

Thursday, March 17, 2005

Some serious stalker love

Hello again my little stalked friends! First off a great big "Congratulations!!" to Stephanie for having her first book published! Yes, I say her first because I hope there will be more Harlot fun to come. I've ordered my copy and can't wait to see it. So pop on over and say hi. She's a hoot.

As promised, here's a picture of my mom's bedspread that took forever and a day to make.

All together now....ooooooh....aaaaaaahhhhh... Posted by Hello

I won't say what it's made of (Redheart) because I live in Central Texas and good yarn is harder to come by than snow and those of you with delicate yarn sensitivities will be highly offended. So, it's made of yarn (Redheart) and you'll just have to accept it. It was Mom's Christmas gift because she lost her mom in February of last year and she was a crocheting/knitting Goddess. The woman was amazing. I really miss her. So I wanted to make Mom something special. When she got it she cried and spread it on the floor, crawled all over it and inspected every single rose on it. Which translates into "It will end up in a plastic bag in a closet somewhere because it's too pretty to use." Oy vei.

Hopefully on Monday I can post some of my finished Dulaan projects. What's a Dulaan you say? Why hop on over and check it out or visit Ms. Ryan's blog and see what all the hooplah is about. It's fun! It's for a great cause! You'll like yourself better for it.

This weekend is one of my beta playing weekends for Guild Wars so if I don't respond in a timely manner, I am not ignoring you. I am just busy decomposing in my computer chair. Trust me, it's not pretty. I'm an addict. Until then, here's pics of my rocking chair I painted last Spring to cheer myself up.

Just screams Spring, don't it. Posted by Hello

And another view! Posted by Hello

Hope everyone has a great day!!!

Tuesday, March 15, 2005

I hate being in a hurry.

Just a quick post this morning to show one of my projects. This is an afghan I made for my dad as his Christmas present for 2004. Yeah, so I didn't finish it until a month ago, but it's the thought, ok? Besides, I made a bedspread for my mom's Christmas gift that took almost a year to make. I'll post it later.

Rockets red glare and bombs bursting, baby! Posted by Hello

Hope everyone has a great day!

Sunday, March 13, 2005

This is a test

This is only a test. If this had been an actual emergency......Ok, that's overdone. Ahem. About me. I'm 32, happily married and have 4 dogs. I love to crochet and knit but knitting kills my hands for the most part so I live vicariously through other knitters by stalking them on their blog. Do they mind? Nah. The restraining orders are their way of showing their love. Honestly.

I wanted a way to show others the things I create with my own two hands. I don't care who you are, but if you can make something with your very own hands, it just seems to justify your existence. And not everyone can do the same things. That's the beauty of the world. More later since this is only that first sentence. Until then, here's a picture of one of my babies!

Isn't she the cutest?? Posted by Hello