Number one son has lots of quirks. He likes to scream BROTHA loudly through the house. He likes to kiss everyone, especially the twins, and make a loud mwah sound each time. He loooves cars and leaves them all over the house, he also likes to drive them all over everything including people (he’s even wearing Cars socks in the pics). But his most favorite thing to do right now is to sit under his high chair and make action figures jump up and down and “talk” on my cell phone.
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Or how I spent Memorial day undoing the most basic of knitterly mistakes. In all the time that I have been knitting I have never accidentally twisted my knitting when joining in the round. Appartently when I push myself to reach a certain point by a certain time disaster strikes.
I finished my (non) two-tone shrug, sans large ribbed collar. I hate ribbing and I just couldn’t do anymore. FO photo on the day of GRADUATION!
My family has a lot to celebrate this June. It is often the case that we have several graduates a year because my family is large and consists of many people in the same age group. This year we have an extra special reason to celebrate. My baby sister is graduating from high school and has just found out that she has been accepted to her dream school. She is a lovely young woman and had to overcome a lot to get here. She is a talented artist and will continue her studies at one of the most prestigious art schools in the world. She is the only person I know who has been focused on one thing since elementary school and will actually continue those studies. I am disgustingly proud and excited. You would think that I was going. 😉
She will be starting in a special program this summer and she must live on campus even though the school is in New York. I want to make her something special and useful so if anyone has any suggestions I welcome them. Also if you all know of any checklists for students living on campus I’d like that info too. She will not have the transitional summer period that most people have between high school and college so I would like to make it special to take the edge off. Her best friend joked that she was stepping off of the stage and into the classroom, it starts that soon.
BTW, I found a dress that fit all of my parts properly ;). I am knitting a two-tone shrug from Fitted Knits (in one tone) to wear over it. Deadline knitting, just the fire under the bum motivation I need to finish a project. No I haven’t become a speed knitter. I started it when I fell in love with the dress I had to return, I stopped because I wasn’t sure I would find something in a brown color scheme. But I did! I even got to shop while using one of my early graduation presents from the hubby. An iPod Nano!!!
I have joined the other 97% of the world now. I’m always late with this kind of stuff. I’ve been using the same cell phone for two years, it looks likes like hell. The other gift was a necessity. An external hard drive so I can lose the paranoia I have about my computer crashing again. My hubby kinda rocks right now.
Oh. I got the iPod the same day that the apple store sent me a reminder email letting me know that this was my last chance to use my student discount. How nice of them.
And some knitting too. I know shock and amazement. But first the story.
So I graduate this month and special occasions require special wardrobe. Due to baby weight gain and weight shift things no longer fit quite the same so a new dress was in order. I hate to shop for dresses because of fit issues. If they fit the top the bottom makes me look like a stuffed sausage it’s so tight and with bottoms that fit the tops bag.
So dress shopping requires that I break my rules about trying on clothes at the store. I have in the past when leisure time wasn’t so scarce bought home several items tried them on at home and returned whatever didn’t fit. But women with four children, two of whom are infants don’t have time for that kind of crap. So…
I go into the fitting room and hang the dresses, in varying sizes in an effort to find the right one that fits both top and bottom properly, only to catch a glimpse of said bottom from behind in the fitting room mirror. Wow! Why had no one told me how huge my ass had gotten? Since moving we haven’t had a chance to buy a full-length mirror so I was blissfully unaware that I was dragging a wagon as they say. Upon noticing this I exclaimed loudly to my sister who had gone shopping with me, “Why didn’t you tell me my ass got so fat?” which actually drew laughter from the other women in the fitting rooms beside me.
I must say I haven’t received a shock like that in a while. I should have suspected though, my husband had been paying extra attention to me exiting rooms. 😉 I just thought he was happy to have the TV to himself. I just have to say for the record though that I’m not complaining about the weight gain, it’s a fact of life. I’m not much heavier then I was before but things have shifted and re-arranged themselves a lot. Maybe that’s why my knits have been tight, I’m not as small as I think I am.
Now the knitting. Here we have the beginnings of Ms. Marigold in Knitpicks Shine worsted (which seems to be the same as sport to me) in Reef.
It’s so hard to stay motivated to finish a knit. As soon as I get a rhythm going someone wakes up, needs a bottle, a pamper change, a glass of juice, a cookie, my blood sweat and tears. But I have whined enough in “real life” about my mommy woes, I’ll spare you all further details.
But back to the dress situation. Out of the ten or so dresses I tried on I only really liked one. To make the shopping experience complete crap I could not zip the last inch of zipper. Perfect fit everywhere else, apparently my back has grown as well. I ordered the dress online in the next size and it fit like hell so I’m back to square one. I knew I should have made something, but that seemed to be asking for trouble with the amount of time I would have to dedicate to it. I have two weeks so let’s see if I get lucky or if I have to pull a project runway and hope I end up with something wearable.
I have a serious case of startitis that has extended beyond knitting projects. I have started and partially knit at least three things, ripped out all but one, and left just one sleeve to complete on my bulky mini cardi. Which is too small btw. I have cut out so many sewing patterns my wrist began to hurt, I even cut out two things to sew and haven’t sewn a stitch on either one yet. Startitis affects many things, but the purchasing of additional craft supplies isn’t one of them. I have bought several fabrics, many patterns (a store in my new neighborhood has old patterns 3 for $5), a few books, some swish superwash from knitpicks, shine worsted in a lovely green color that I can’t for the life of me recall the project it was for, and a lace chart keeper because I got a lace knitting jones so strong I couldn’t ignore it.
I am also having trouble focusing on one writing project at a time. I have a script that needs final revising before a contest deadline. The problem is re-typing it into my screenwriting program’s format. When my computer crashed I lost the file. Fortunately I had it saved elsewhere but only as an rtf file. But instead of doing this I have come up with no less than three ideas that I am itching to began fleshing out. I also have gotten it into my head to work one of my ideas into a book format for an upcoming contest I received an email about. This idea began as an idea for a one-hour drama in the style of Dawson’s Creek or Felicity but about shit that I can actually relate too. But it is somehow morphing into something else. I have lots of time to think about my ideas while feeding babies or giving baths. The strangest thing about the one that has me feeling really energized has been the beginning of the actual writing. I am always jotting down ideas and scenes and dialogue to include but the actual writing has at times taken years to start. Maybe that means I’ve got the fever for this idea right now so maybe I should ride with it and see how far I get.