Wednesday, April 30, 2008

So Not...

I'm sorry. I missed something.Who exactly turned a simple knitting lesson with the Tuesday Morning girls into a sock contest - CAROLE? It's so NOT a contest.

Just the girls, getting together. Not even at 318 Cafe. I know! It had me out of sorts and I was QUITE pissy about it. In that way that some of you know I get. Bad pissy! So we were just gathering to wind yarn, go through a new pattern, mark up all the changes that I made to it to make the sock EXACTLY how I like it with out any regard for how the others may feel about it better, in colors I picked for all of them, cast on, knit the toe increases and begin the lace pattern. In two hours. Nope not a contest.

But if it was - a contest - I'd SO kick.their.asses! This is 2 1/2 hours worth of work, my friends! For cryin' out loud - time is money. This is why the second sock NEVER gets made.

What fun we had! I remain forever grateful for the love and friendship of these beautiful girls. You are the best friends a girl could ever have.

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Team Project

Last spring I hand dyed yarns for each of the members of the Tuesday Morning Knitting group. The idea was that we'd all make socks together at the same time, using the same pattern - blah, blah, blah. You know how that all goes. So, it seems that today it all works that we will begin our adventure. Toe-up, Magic Loop, Crazy Monkeys, with a short row heel. In for a dime - in for a dollar.
Guess who's leading the effort?

Sock hand-modeling provided by Kathryn.

Monday, April 28, 2008


. . . is for Holli
from puppy ...

to clown . .

to a patient . . .
with incredible patience . . .
to farmer, or boater....
to Olympic swimmer . . .

to one who shares everything she has with her cats . . .
H is for Holli and she's my best friend.

Saturday, April 26, 2008


There's an inch or more out there already and it's still coming down. I'm headed for the basement; call me in June.

Thursday, April 24, 2008

Going Dark

On the drive to school this morning, as I reached to turn the radio on, Kathryn stopped me with a polite scream: "MOM - it's Media Free Day and if I go all day with no screens or electronics I get a non-uniform pass!!" Well, let's drive in silence. Or talk. About American Idol. It's a short drive.
I was encouraged to go dark as well. She suggested that I try to do it for just one day. The 11-year old!

I have things to do today - and um, for the record - I don't wear a uniform. Good luck to her though!

Wednesday, April 23, 2008


This is everything required to stay connected, digital, and charged while on vacation. While the devices themselves keep getting smaller and more "feature-rich", the cords, chargers and connectors seem to multiply while I sleep and are NEVER interchangeable. I'm aware that I have some devices with the same functions (my Crackberry also takes pictures, my iPod has a calendar function etc.) But I use each one for its primary function. The Crackberry is a phone and PDA, the iPod is a music and video player, the camera is . . . a camera.

So maybe this is why I took no pictures on vacation and my phone lost its charge on the third day. The iPod was used extensively to listen to "A Death in Belmont ", by Sebastian Junger and to Eddie Vedder's phenomenally fabulous soundtrack from the movie "Into the Wild" while I read Jon Krakauer's book by the same name. That's pretty connected!

Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Taking a Cue

When I was a wee child of 11 or 12, I participated in the very first Earth Day ever! We were sent out on the school grounds with plastic bags to pick up trash. Folks back then were not as "earth-conscious" as we are now and I remember it being a filthy and disgusting way to spend an afternoon. Clearly, we've gotten better - both at making the Earth a better place and at making Earth Day more observances more practical for children. In her class today, Kathryn will be planting trees on a hillside on their school grounds. Do you do anything for Earth Day? How about your kids (or pets!)?

Sammy, on the other hand, having seen what her blogidol, Mayhem is up to today, wants to go shopping at the kitty ko-op. Despite the warnings on the bag alerting her to the dangers, she crawled right in this morning after the newspaper was removed. A favorite jingle bell "somehow" got in the bag.
"Mom, is this bag 'cyclable? Can I take it with me to go shopping with May?"

Happy Earth Day!

Sunday, April 20, 2008

What the Snowdrops Brought

The Snowdrop Socks are finished. And just like that, the sun came out. Along with a few other things.

Dear Jon, the gardener.

John Deere, the tractor.

Hmmm, someone is just not sure that the snow is "really" gone for good.

Something from a horror movie.

"But WHY can't I be an outside cat??"

And then, the beverage for the devoted fan who watched the activities as they happened while working on a new pair of socks. Yeah - it's spring.

Friday, April 18, 2008

Going Green

I've confessed to a few close friends just about everyone I know that I am not in touch with the world of nature when it comes to gardening. I don't have the "green gene". My knowledge of growing stuff is about the same as my knowledge of the purpose and function of a prostate gland.

Jon is in charge of all things "garden" around here. Sure, I can be counted on to dump a bunch of water into a house plant now and again, especially if they start to look - sad (I'm sure that's not the technical term for it but it's the one that works here. I'm very visual.) So I went looking around the gardens today to see what I could notice - and because everyone else is doing it.

Here are some green things popping up. On the left is in the little garden by the driveway. I think that might be either a Day Lilly or a hosta. On the right - no clue. But it's in the big garden where just about now Jon starts muttering about the deer and the bunnies and how they eat the heads off the tulips and we never, ever get to see the tulips because of the deer and the bunnies (which I personally love because it's the part of nature that I like more than green stuff). Then he goes to the store and buys some "new & improved deer-and-bunny-be-gone" powder or spray that smells like bear pee or human poo or something equally repulsive making impossible to go near the big garden, or Jon for that matter, unless you happen to be a deer or a bunny in search of a tulip head. And once again, we have no tulip heads to look at. I believe they call this the circle of life. I call it fun.

I also notice on my travels around the yard (as you garden types likely did too) that this is probably the weekend that "the rake which is not a rake" is probably going to come out to pull up all the "stuff which is no longer worthy" from the garden. I am no longer allowed to participate in this activity. I am begging you - please don't ask why. Let's just say that plant identification (as noted above) is really not my strength. And I swear to you - I did not do it on purpose.

Two things that I do know about my Jon's garden that are always there for me. My Bird Girl of Savannah statue. She was a Christmas gift from Jon a few years ago. The trouble he had to go through to indulge this one wish makes me love her all the more. And my Mojito plant. I'm sure it has some fancy name. I just know it as the mint I use to crush up to put in mojitos. No one actually planted this. Someone just threw a glass with mint in over the deck and it grew, and grew, and grew. My kind of plant.

All this was to distract you from the fact that I challenged Mother Nature. She got rid of the snow before I could finish the sock. It's not nice to challenge Mother Nature.

Thursday, April 17, 2008

Dancing With The Stars

Sammy's favorite show is "Dancing With the Blog Stars". Her favorite contestant by far is Mayhem. She practices all of May's moves and has bugged me for a while now to get her a "Cat Dancer" so she could do those same little leaps and jumps that Mayhem does. Yesterday, after knitting with the girls, we stopped in at Lulu & Luigi's and I finally got her one. She squealed with delight, put on her "Cat Mix" CD and began to strut her stuff.

"and 5, 6, 7 ,8"

"Stretch it out, reach for it girl...."

"Smack that thang"

"Move up stage now...:

"Screw the dancing; I just want to cook the feathers."

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

F & G

F is for FLORIDA . . .
. . . and FAMILY . . .

. . . and FRIENDS and FUN in FLORIDA!


G is for Girls - in Florida!
Maybe this helps to explain why I've been having such a hard time "re-entering" life. Look at those faces - did you ever see such smiles? Those are Florida smiles - on Minnesota kids. The best kind.