It really has been quite the weekend. Good time with my man, got to watch the kidlets compete, some shopping with Mom, and then this morning there was bonus boy time. It was quite delightful if not entirely exhausting.
I also got knitting done. Who knew, right? My younger niece had gotten me a gorgeous skein of yarn for my birthday. It’s a Donegal yarn that she brought back from their Ireland trip. I have one skein so I wanted to do something special with it.
It’s almost finished now, just needs a small seam done and a button. It’s a braided cable headband for winter. It was a super easy knit and it’s absolutely stunning.
My next project is the Alpine Meadow hat for my mom, followed by a basic beanie for Lancelot. I have the yarn for her hat, need to order some for him.
The kittens have been extra lovey lately, but then the weather here has been extra turbulent.
Time to go prep for the coming week. And wind yarn. I did want to real quick share that I finally found a use for those exes…
Some stuff has happened since last I decided to write. First, I have fo sho decided to go back to grad school again. Because really, who doesn’t need multiple Master’s degrees? Second, my desk came and my office looks amazing. No pictures yet but you’ll get them. And third, I spent a solid 24 hours with Lancelot and it was AMAZING.
Oh, but who is this fine fella?
That is my handsome man. He is tall, has the most stunning blue eyes, a smile that lights up the room, gives the best hugs ever, is super funny, very sweet, off the charts smart, and for some strange reason thinks I’m beautiful. And yes, I grin like an idiot damn near the whole time I’m with him. For a jaded old bitch who thought she’d never find a man worth the time of day… Well, let’s just say that I have never in my life been more delighted to be 100% WRONG.
Another thing that’s happened…
I have returned to my preferred plumage. Purple and blonde really does suit me. You can’t really tell in this pic but I was sporting a very lovely pair of original earrings that Lancelot got for me yesterday while we were roaming around downtown.
And, this is happening right now…
That is a lovely new little air plant that I’ve fashioned a hanging apparatus for. The boys think plants are salad and I disagree. I also picked up an aloe vera plant today and something with really cool purple leaves to plant in the skull.
Have I mentioned that I am ridiculously happy these days?
It’s been a busy summer. We had a great time at the conference. There was a lot to learn and a lot of fun to be had. We aren’t going to talk about the massive quantities of vodka at the carnival or the kiss from the cute Southern fella.
But speaking of men, I’m giving up again for awhile. I tried talking to someone new and it was just really awful. What’s so hard to understand about women being more than sex objects? FFS. All I’m out is some time but still.
This is the vest I’ve been working on. We dog sat again this weekend and let tell you, repetitive garter stitch is perfect for watching movies. I used Rebecca Hope Obsorn’s Nebula Medallion Vest pattern and, as usual for me, did it my own damn way, mostly because I used only a little handspun yarn but not bulky and then three other commercial worsted weight yarns. The two solid purples are (I think) Cascade 220 that’s been in my stash for years. The aqua collar is a new acquisition but of course I can’t remember what it’s called. That gorgeous stuff in the middle is the handspun. One of my good friends who happens to be a librarian here made it for me before I had the cyst removed in December. Look her up on Instagram, she goes by @teaspinning. I plan on wearing this tomorrow. YAY!!!
I have gotten back to work on the triangles shawl/scarf thing. I’m going to try to get it done before the weekend because this Saturday my nieces have a big ass competition and it’s close enough that Mom and I will go to it. We’ve been to enough of these that we have it down to an art.
We’ll be taking:
a knitting project for me
all 3 of Mom’s tablets
large insulated drink cups
those little sticks of drink mix
snacks that don’t make messes or get fingers dirty (for the girls)
Most of that goes in my backpack. I don’t mind going usually. Inevitably someone will strike up a conversation about whatever project I’m working on. And my nieces are amazingly talented so it’s fun to get to see them in action.
Okay, time for the “body hates me” news…
Last Thursday night I taught a class. While I was up front talking I noticed that the middle finger on the right hand hurt and was swelling. That’s the finger I wear rings on so I got those off and kept going. I had apparently blown a blood vessel. The finger hurt like hell until Saturday morning.
Sunday afternoon Mom and I were doing stuff in the yard, nothing major. I stopped to get a drink and the index finger on the left hand popped, like I felt something pop, and it started turning black and blue and got hard. It’s starting to feel better now but I gotta tell ya, this is just weird.
In the “my body hates salad” news… I lost FOUR POUNDS last week. I am pleased.
I’m wearing fat jeans today. There is no body shaming here; I’ve been a fat girl for a long time. These are not the jeans I seek.
I actually said “no thank you” to a donut this morning. It was probably chocolate, I didn’t even look. I ate a salad, a banana, a yogurt thingy, and some tiny oranges and grapes for lunch. I’m going on a trip this summer for a work conference and I have some really cute summer clothes that currently would not fit on my fat ass.
I want to cheat on this diet like I’m currently hooked up with Danny DeVito and Matt Damon is knocking on my front door.
What I am cheating on are my knitting projects, all FOUR of them. This is so unlike me. Well, it’s unlike the “today” me. It’s totally like the “2006” version of me.
I have that cool triangle scarf going, or at least I did until Eric grabbed the yarn in his little kitty mouth and broke it. Nothing horrible, totally workable, but it made me fall out of love with it.
I have that super neat looking beaded shawl in the works, but having to stop at the end of every other row to use a tiny crochet hook and put a bead on is making progress kind of like using an Ez-Bake Oven to crank out a wedding cake to feed 500 guests.
There’s the awesome circular vest that I haven’t shown y’all yet.
It’s way bigger than that now and the colors are a million times more amazing. But now it’s big enough that I need to start the collar which means deciding what color yarn to use. Plus, provisional cast on. Not interesting. But I totally want this done because it’s beautiful.
And that leaves the last project, the one that I might work on today. Maybe.
Yes, that’s a washcloth. I have roughly 142, 321, 796 of these already. I must have one more.
The weather in my part of the world is shit right now. One day it’s winter and the next almost summer. It’s enough to make me want to start drinking again. The worst part is how it’s screwing with my sleep, which doesn’t even totally make sense to me. All I can really tell you is that I don’t feel like this is my skin anymore. And when that happens…
Back to coloring my hair purple
Big ass new knitting project (using yarn I already had)
So I’m happy to report that being 42 is every bit as awesome as I hoped it would be. I got to spend time with some friends last week, my work-husband brought me donuts, I completely blew the whole healthy eating thing, my Panda Princess Partner is back from maternity leave, and I’ve decided that my world is well and truly a drama free zone.
There has been some “moving on” because of that, namely with the guy scene. I just have no desire to be anyone’s second choice and I’m implementing some standards. Who’d have thunk?
I’m also taking a stab at round two of making a shawl that turned out to be a heinous disaster the first time. Did y’all know that actually reading the damn instructions makes a huge difference? I meant to bring it with me today since I have a hair appointment tonight and then I could have taken a pic, but alas, I’m forgetful.
In other super exciting news, I turned in my final project for an online professional development course I’ve been taking and I got great feedback from the woman who was facilitating. My #1 Strength according to the Clifton Strengths Finder assessment is Learner and boy do I ever love to be learning new things. That’s one of the perks of working in higher education; there’s always something new to learn and lots of opportunities to do so.
Anyway, what I just finished was considered a certificate. I have a B.S., an M.A., a graduate certificate from the university where I work, and now two professional certificates from other universities. One of these days I should think about a doctorate degree but I’m not ready to commit yet.
Now for some visual distractions…
That’s the scarf that resulted from my fabulous yarn score at the artist garage sale. The length is good, not obnoxiously long, and the colors are really interesting. It was a nice, relaxing knit.
I absolutely love African violets, and so do the boys. I haven’t had any for awhile because, well, they killed the ones I did have and I hadn’t figured out how to keep one safe. So I got a tiny 2″ potted violet, a plastic cup, some pebbles, soil, and leftover sock yarn. I crocheted a solid base and then did the netting around the sides. It’s lovely.
Not dead yet! Life has been hectic and there have been bits where I’m doing good to keep my head above water. But even though life has been more about the treading than making progress lately, I haven’t drowned yet. I call that good.
While I haven’t done super great with the goals lately, I haven’t done super awful either. I haven’t lost weight but I also haven’t gained. And I spent money on stuff I didn’t truly need, but I haven’t gone beyond the funds I had set aside. And of the the things I did buy, none of it was craft supplies. Mostly it was digital music and a new small set of markers, both of which I use at work.
Work is good these days, and it’s part of what’s keeping me going. There is no shortage of stuff to do. And I love these crazy people. Over lunch today I had one of my faculty friends stop by needing a favor and he was all “I totally owe you coffee for this!” No sir, this is called doing my job. I told him that I’ll take care of him and he can take care of the students.
Honestly, that’s how I measure my success – retention and graduation rates. If we aren’t keeping students long enough for them to graduate then we aren’t doing something right and I feel like that comes back, at least in part, on me.
Anyway, still working on the other goals. I’m trying to get back on the whole healthy eating wagon. I spent time last night getting some lunches and fruit salad made. I’m also making good progress on my latest knitting adventure, a beaded shawl.
The pattern is simple and I’m loving it. Not sure how long it’s going to take to finish but I have been working on it regularly. And I finished some smaller projects in February so I feel pretty ok about that.
I finally got a call from the oncologist’s office on Friday, but not the call I wanted. The nurse was letting me know that the doc I was scheduled to see was going on a leave of absence and they’re bumping my appointment from Thursday to Friday. Not horrible, but still.
Friday night I did get to go take a blown glass ornament class which was beyond amazing.
I managed to get 12 ornaments successfully made and had a hell of a lot of fun doing it.
Yesterday I finished putting together my fused glass 3D Christmas tree.
And I finished a shawl I’ve been working on that I had planned to wear to a play I was going to head out to see today.
But then this morning was the time change and I got up and started doing stuff and that was great but when it came time to get ready to head out I just couldn’t do it. I was honestly afraid to leave the house. While this isn’t unheard of for me, it sure as hell hasn’t happened in a good long time. Rather than beat myself up I decided to just be gentle and take care of myself today.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to see what other appropriate mischief I can get myself into while wearing pjs.
Still no call from the oncologist’s office about an earlier appointment. I’m just sort of resigned to the fact that I won’t get in before November 9th. And you know what? That’s ok. I haven’t had any more attacks or flares or whatever the hell you want to call the pain that this damn thing causes when it decides to be a problem. Totally ok.
I’m going about the business of living, because I am alive and because this is what I do. One of my mantras is “fall down seven times, get up eight.” I just don’t know how to quit.
We had an amazing Halloween party at work. My panda partner in crime and I had matching panda pajama costumes and our hallway won the decorating contest. Because honestly, what rocks harder than pandas with Canvas emblems on their butts?
I am trying to prepare for what I think is an inevitable surgery. Mom and I talked last night and nearly everything I would need access to is on the top floor of the house – except an ample supply of knitting projects. So I picked out enough yarn for 5 (6 maybe?) projects last night along with the necessary patterns. Tonight I’ll gather the needles and notions I need for each and get them packaged up for myself. I do like a good plan.
I have a finished shawl at home right now that needs to be blocked. I’m hoping to get that done this weekend as well as the glass tree. Keeping myself occupied with creative projects definitely helps keep my mind off of all the worst-case scenarios. And the total bonus is that I’ll end up with all kinds of pretty bits. Winner, winner, chicken friend steak dinner.