Sunday, December 30, 2007
Monday, December 24, 2007
Christmas goodness!
My dear m-i-l, who pumped me for information without me even being aware of it, got me a gift certificate to knitpicks.com, and "Knitting Little Luxuries" by Louisa Harding (mostly because of the Diane Sweater, she admitted). I'm not a very feminine person, but the patterns in here are quite pretty. My favorite is the Embellished Elsie Mittens. Unfortunately, knitpicks does not have any ribbon yarn, but I got some soft baby alpaca/cashmere yarn with my gift card and it looks like I'll pay like, $1.99 for a skein of ribbon yarn at Hobby Lobby. I also got the yarn to make this purse that I've been drooling over for about a year, and I threw in the new Vogue Knitting Stitchionary for good measure. So, thank you, Mom!!
In honor of my husband's return from his two-week trip, I made this wonderful cheesecake on Saturday. Quite possibly the richest one I've ever made, but very yummy. Did I mention Kahlua?
Still two inches to go on the stupid sock. *sigh*
In honor of my husband's return from his two-week trip, I made this wonderful cheesecake on Saturday. Quite possibly the richest one I've ever made, but very yummy. Did I mention Kahlua?
Still two inches to go on the stupid sock. *sigh*
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Yum!!
I just made a really great supper, and I wanted to share it. I omitted the onion because with one exception I hate onions. I also cheated and used some frozen green, yellow and red peppers that I had in my freezer. The only thing I did wrong was not making sure that the brown sugar was dissolved all the way into the olive oil mixture. When I first mixed all the spices, the smell was not exactly appetizing, but the dish turned out excellent, and I hope that it tastes just as good tomorrow at lunch.
No progress on the socks. It struck me yesterday that Christmas is in like, less than two weeks. I'm unravelling a poncho type thing that I made out of silvery Moonlight Mohair, and crocheting some snowflake ornaments for my parents, to go along with the travel mugs that I stole from work and some mini pumpkin ginger streusel pies (the same pie that I made for Thanksgiving). I might also try my hand at some peanut brittle. My grandma always used to make some and send it to my dad, and she died this past spring so I think that he would appreciate the continuation of the tradition.
On a totally work-related note, if you ever call in sick, I hope that you do not find it necessary to describe all of your symptons in detail to whomever you're calling in to. As someone who talks to people who call in sick on a regular basis, I would like to say that I believe you! You don't have to detail your night spent in the bathroom/how gross your eye looks from the pink eye/any other "interesting" details of your sickness. It's not like I'm going to say, "You don't sound very sick, you had better come in today" unless you tell me exactly what color it is. Ok, end of disgusting rant. Hopefully more progress on the sock soon!
No progress on the socks. It struck me yesterday that Christmas is in like, less than two weeks. I'm unravelling a poncho type thing that I made out of silvery Moonlight Mohair, and crocheting some snowflake ornaments for my parents, to go along with the travel mugs that I stole from work and some mini pumpkin ginger streusel pies (the same pie that I made for Thanksgiving). I might also try my hand at some peanut brittle. My grandma always used to make some and send it to my dad, and she died this past spring so I think that he would appreciate the continuation of the tradition.
On a totally work-related note, if you ever call in sick, I hope that you do not find it necessary to describe all of your symptons in detail to whomever you're calling in to. As someone who talks to people who call in sick on a regular basis, I would like to say that I believe you! You don't have to detail your night spent in the bathroom/how gross your eye looks from the pink eye/any other "interesting" details of your sickness. It's not like I'm going to say, "You don't sound very sick, you had better come in today" unless you tell me exactly what color it is. Ok, end of disgusting rant. Hopefully more progress on the sock soon!
Saturday, December 8, 2007
The last mile is the hardest...
Sock update: I have two inches left of foot, and then a toe and I'll be halfway done with my pair of socks. !!! I haven't picked the needles up in days. It might be next winter by the time I finish, at this rate. *sigh*
My husband is currently Away on Business, for two weeks. He's been gone for exactly 4 hours and I'm bored out of my MIND. The dumb part is, if he were here we wouldn't be out doing anything fun or exciting. I would still be sitting here in front of my computer, and he would be working on his computer or playing video games. The only difference is that now I should probably be slightly worried if I hear noises in our house that aren't made by me.
So far since dropping off Jason at the airport I have scrubbed the kitchen floor, made a pink lemonade cheesecake, braved the streets of Fargo for some shopping, and almost got hit by a bus. 13th Avenue was the busiest I've ever seen it, cars stopped behind green lights because there was no room for them to go forward, and this big bus was trying to pull out into the middle of it all. Yeah, right. So he starts inching out in front of me and I'm like, even if I stop, there is NOT going to be room for you to pull out in front of me because you're like, 80 feet long. So I kept going and he also kept going. At the last second I pulled over into the other lane, fortunately empty of other cars, and he honked at me like it was my fault. Whatever.
The object of my little shopping trip? "Crochet Me." I love two of the sweater patterns on the front cover, the teal wrap/shrug and the reddish brown spider webby looking one. The reason that I started knitting in the first place was, I could not find crochet patterns anywhere that I would actually wear. Meanwhile, over in Knitting Land, everything was beautiful and nothing was ugly or lame. (That statement may or may not be true .....) I'm not going to stop knitting, far from it. I just might actually use my many crochet hooks for something other than cheating when I pick up and knit.
My husband is currently Away on Business, for two weeks. He's been gone for exactly 4 hours and I'm bored out of my MIND. The dumb part is, if he were here we wouldn't be out doing anything fun or exciting. I would still be sitting here in front of my computer, and he would be working on his computer or playing video games. The only difference is that now I should probably be slightly worried if I hear noises in our house that aren't made by me.
So far since dropping off Jason at the airport I have scrubbed the kitchen floor, made a pink lemonade cheesecake, braved the streets of Fargo for some shopping, and almost got hit by a bus. 13th Avenue was the busiest I've ever seen it, cars stopped behind green lights because there was no room for them to go forward, and this big bus was trying to pull out into the middle of it all. Yeah, right. So he starts inching out in front of me and I'm like, even if I stop, there is NOT going to be room for you to pull out in front of me because you're like, 80 feet long. So I kept going and he also kept going. At the last second I pulled over into the other lane, fortunately empty of other cars, and he honked at me like it was my fault. Whatever.
The object of my little shopping trip? "Crochet Me." I love two of the sweater patterns on the front cover, the teal wrap/shrug and the reddish brown spider webby looking one. The reason that I started knitting in the first place was, I could not find crochet patterns anywhere that I would actually wear. Meanwhile, over in Knitting Land, everything was beautiful and nothing was ugly or lame. (That statement may or may not be true .....) I'm not going to stop knitting, far from it. I just might actually use my many crochet hooks for something other than cheating when I pick up and knit.
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