tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83606144036355235582024-03-14T06:16:23.996-07:00modus operandiUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360614403635523558.post-67534146448307705702008-08-25T11:40:00.000-07:002008-08-25T12:08:53.158-07:00These pretzels are making me thirsty!I've been on a knitting rampage. I currently have about four projects on the go, I just finished one that wasn't even on the knitting "agenda", and I have at least three more ideas brewing in the ol' noggin.The project that butt ahead in line is currently in the washing machine, but I'll take a picture of it later and post it. Mr, Operandi says that if I wear it in public, he will stand nowhere Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360614403635523558.post-29360262120701900732008-08-21T07:34:00.000-07:002008-08-22T07:44:16.301-07:00Open letter to McDonald'sDear McDonald's,I have been watching more American TV lately due to the Olympics. And with this extra American TV watching, I have become very irritated by your thousands of commercials I seem to see each and every day. Sure, you support Olympic athletes - good for you - but do they actually eat your "food"?! I doubt it. Maybe a handful of them. And even then, only sometimes. Otherwise, Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360614403635523558.post-76096130166278445182008-08-20T12:08:00.000-07:002008-08-20T12:22:15.950-07:00Nap time postAlright. I think I have a few minutes to blog. Of course, I had a ton of crap I wanted to mention - my irration by commercials that basically assume we're brainless sheep (though I suppose many of us are), my disgust at how painfully shitty the Valerie Bertinelli book was (not that I expected much, but I couldn't even finish it) - but to be honest, I really want to park my ass on the couch and Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360614403635523558.post-74319888865478954202008-08-15T15:11:00.000-07:002008-08-15T15:27:35.522-07:00I'm backYeah, so I forgot that it had been ages since I last posted. Oops! April? Seriously now, that's terrible. I've finished some of the knitting projects I had on the go, gave up on others due to lack of interest... and even finished a whole sweater I never intended to make at all. I'll have to update the progress bars to match what I've done/not done.I should probably have more of an Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360614403635523558.post-38645768429208728592008-04-16T07:41:00.000-07:002008-04-16T10:21:27.440-07:00Pictures, I've got pictures......I've got stacks and stacks of pictures. PICTURES!Ok, so I'm no Paul Schaffer.So, pictures. I got 'em. (Though, only a few - not stacks.) They're not great or anything, but they're more interesting than miles and miles of plain ol' text.I mentioned I had finished the bolero. I did. I'll likely never, ever wear it. It's just not me. Now, in all honesty, I knew that from the get go. But I wanted Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360614403635523558.post-12776829621994562092008-04-14T07:35:00.000-07:002008-04-14T10:00:41.697-07:00Got sleep?I have been way too busy to get here to post anything that makes any sort of sense. Poor Little Monkey has been sick since about Wednesday, and as much as he's handling it very well, his whole little world is all off kilter. Naps are being taken at unusual times, meals are being picked at, and drool and mucus is abundant.Last night he decided to revert back to about 3-month-old tactics, and woke Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360614403635523558.post-67539265946526256052008-04-08T09:26:00.000-07:002008-04-08T10:08:07.498-07:00Messy TuesdayInspired my the mess over at Shan's, and by the ever present mess around me, I've decided to join the Messy Tuesday bloggers. I suppose we'll start small. This is the top of my buffet.But Jen, you say, that's not a real mess. Well, maybe it's not catastrophic. It is sad, though, in the fact that pretty much all of the crap piled on there belongs inside the buffet. I'm so lazy that the simple taskUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360614403635523558.post-38014113213665832532008-04-02T11:12:00.000-07:002008-04-02T11:37:24.655-07:00A time-turner and the philosopher's stoneI have come to the realization that in order to actually knit everything I have queued at Ravelry, have printed out from various web sites, or have just doodled up on my own, I would need to seriously rework my life.First off, I wouldn't be able to take care of my kids anymore. I wouldn't be able to do housework. Or eat. Or bathe. Or speak to anyone. Or sleep.Oh, and I'd need to live until the Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360614403635523558.post-994162376067271222008-04-01T11:29:00.000-07:002008-04-01T11:40:02.452-07:00Battle of the BoleroAfter some very tense moments during the ripping back process, I have now made progress on the bolero. It was pretty ugly-going for a while, and I was starting to think I was going to just have to start the whole thing over. Thankfully I fought the good fight and came out on top. Victory is mine.Can I tell you how much I'm enjoying this pattern? It's so simple to memorize, but it's not at all Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360614403635523558.post-21846316457435054112008-03-31T09:13:00.000-07:002008-03-31T09:32:39.919-07:00YOh noI recently started knitting the ribbed lace bolero to break up the endless 3x1 ribbing monotony of the tubey, and to stop me from wanting to scoop my eyes out with a crochet hook while making the crocheted grocery bag.All was going well, I was easily doing the 2x2 ribbing while still managing to wiggle my foot and mouth along to Alexisonfire's Crisis at the same time with nary an error. I then Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360614403635523558.post-21186048093160681292008-03-29T15:42:00.000-07:002008-03-30T08:26:01.517-07:00Sometimes I eavesdropI have decided to give myself some time to escape from the usual 'mom duties'. I've barricaded myself in my daughter's room (henceforth known as bookworm), and have commandeered her computer.I've been enjoying a few minutes of not being interrupted. Not having to stop the moment my one year old son (aka Little Monkey) wakes from his nap, whether I was in the middle of something or not.Very nice. Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8360614403635523558.post-49434174442701961322008-03-29T10:24:00.000-07:002008-03-29T10:38:17.754-07:00Obligatory introductory postSo here it is... the dawn of yet another blog. Another blogger facing the vast openness of the blogosphere and forced with the pressure of saying something interesting.Well you know what? I'm not gonna do it. I'm not. I will not bow to the expectations placed upon me. Interesting? Bah! It's for weaklings. For those who are too ashamed or worried about starting off with Boring.So what can I tell Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1