Wednesday, March 30, 2005

3:30 am I must be crazy

It’s is almost 3:30 in the morning and I am wide awake, and posting to my blog. Am I crazy? Yes I do believe I might be. I have been awake for almost an hour. I got up e-mailed my make-up girl and wrote out some thank you cards for work. I ran out though, I still have about six more for the guys that donated to a collection in our honor. I never know what to say in these things. Oh well, I’ll probably hit the 24 CVS on the way to work and pick up another small box and do the last ones before work so I can give them out today.

Oh well, I think I’ll go check out the KR board and pull out my sock to work on.

Pleasant dreams to everyone else.

Tuesday, March 29, 2005

Countdown

T-Minus 11 days till the wedding. I have not touched any knitting in several days unless you count me finishing off a trio of cadbury egg chicks for my mother. No, there are no pictures still. Ick, Ack, my aunt borrowed my digital camera to take some photographic evidence of how the guy she hired to finish her new wood floor, completely botched up the job. It’s horrible.
Well, by Friday the entire wedding will be paid for and all the final appointments (except for my dress) will be done. Then it’s just patiently waiting and worrying. Is it normal to worry about every little detail that could possible go wrong? The worse part is, once the wedding here in NJ is over, I get to start worrying about the one 6 days later in Ireland. Aghhhh…. Okay I feel better after a good scream.
The apartment is officially ours, sister moved out over the weekend, but it is a disaster. There is stuff everywhere. I know it will all get straightened up, but I just have no idea when.

Wednesday, March 23, 2005

Wednesday Rambling

I came so close to getting to Purl Soho on Saturday. I need 2 balls of Debbie Bliss cashmerino to make “Mrs. Dashwood” for my cousin Brook. The fiancé and I were going to be in the city Saturday, I new I wouldn’t be long, so I figured I could run in before we had to meet up with friends at 2. Unfortunately, we were running late (my fault) and I didn’t have time. Then I thought I’d make it before they closed, but one of our friends was 45 minutes late meeting us and we didn’t finish until later then I expected. We got the car at exactly 6pm. The same time they closed, we drove by anyway and they were locking up. I could kick myself.

This is supposed to be the part of my blog entry where I show pictures of my current knitting projects. Those haven’t been taken yet, so anticipation will just need to build. There’s not much to take pictures of anyway. I have 4 or so inches of the “Union Square Poncho” done, 3 Easter egg chicks done, and the almost completed, completely taking too long, sock that will never be done.

Monday, March 14, 2005

New project, broken needle

In my dazed and confused state of Friday, I couldn’t sit still, I felt the need to start a new knitting project(no, the socks are not done yet). I decided to cast on for the “Union Square Poncho” from weekend knitting. I had an annoying thing happen. I broke one of my boye interchangeable needles. I had cast on with my size nines, and realized the only cable I had handy was too short, so I found one of the others upstairs that was perfect, I unscrewed the 9’s and screwed them into the second cable. First one went on no problem, second one wasn’t going on right, it was connecting, but wouldn’t tighten all the way. It was so strange. I knew it was going to go. I took it with me to the movies and got about 12 rows done, when it finally broke. The set was only about a year old, if that, so who knows what happened. Saturday I was up in Ridgewood so I stopped into Majestic Yarns and picked up and Addi Turbo, I can’t stand knitting bulky yarn on my denises’ and I’m a circular junkie.

I’m hoping the weather is nice this Saturday, we are suppose to be in the city for some pleasure rather then crazy wedding to-do’s. I’m going to convince the fiancé to come to Purl with me. I need a small yarn fix.

I’ve decided that my blog needs an overhaul. Let’s see when I get around to doing that.

Apparently weddings bring out the worse in people.

A cousin of mine, who until this Friday, I thought I was close to, called me to tell me that she and her husband would not be attending my wedding. Now on Tuesday I received her response card saying they would be gladly coming. So, what happened in a few days?

Apparently she realized her 11 year old son has a baseball game that same day and she doesn’t want to scar him, by not being there. (This child plays several sports and has for years, I’m having a hard time excepting that her not being at this game would be that devastating.) While on the phone she told me 1) I would understand when I have children of my own and 2) that I couldn’t be upset that she wasn’t coming. I explained I was very upset she wasn’t coming and she told me she’d see if she could do anything about it and she’d let me know. I was taken aback, I told my fiancé and sister of what happened and the there of us were a little confused. (This is not normal behavior/response from this individual).

So, late Friday night I find a voicemail message from her, telling me “She made a few sacrifices” for me and came to this compromise. Her in-laws will be coming to spend the weekend, and they with her husband will take the son to the baseball game, so she can attend the wedding. That she hopes that I will someday understand the sacrifice she made for me.

Now, First off, I was pissed and this message just made it worse and I did for a few minutes think I may have been over-reacting. I had my sister listen to the message, and last night, one of my aunts and uncle. They all agreed that this was very strange and highly inappropriate. Right now I couldn’t give a S**t if she came to the wedding or not.

I have to say, weddings really help you to see not only who your friends are, but what relatives really think about you. It’s opened my eyes to things I really hadn’t noticed before.

Monday, March 07, 2005

Embarrassing: Maybe, Maybe not.

I have this really bad habit of talking to myself, and sometimes I don’t even realize I’m doing it. Yesterday was clean the kitchen day, as we are preparing to paint this week for the official newlywed move in. So I’m on the floor in front of some cabinets that lining with contact paper. Darling fiancé comes in and asked me why am I talking to myself as I were hosting a do-it-yourself show.

The truth is, I do that all the time, especially when I’m cooking. He should have seen me Friday night when I was making Shepherd’s Pie; I narrate what I’m doing as if I were Rachel Ray. Maybe this is a sign I need to cut back on watching food network.

Friday, March 04, 2005

All kinds

The other day at lunch, I’m sitting with two of my co-workers and I pulled out the sock I’m working on, to get in a few rows before we had to go back to the drudgery of work. One of them looks at me the following dialogue happens:

“What on earth are you doing?” She asks

“Making a sock” I reply

“Why” she sneers back

“Because I enjoy it” as I smile happily

With a look of disgust she just says “Oh”.

I’m not losing too much sleep after all this was one of the co-workers who brought her own alcohol to my shower. Oh well…..

Anyhow, I’m in a knitting doldrum, my sock is only slowly coming along. I’ve been so busy I’m only getting to a few rows a night if any; I should have been done with this already. I’m hoping to get some decent knitting time in tonight; I finished turning the heel, so I’m not too far from the end. I keep telling myself that I will not start anymore new projects. I’m so horrible with starting up something and not finishing it. I still haven’t finished Charlotte’s web. That’s a dozen rows short of being done. What is wrong with me?