Okay, so now SciFi’s showing Boa, aka New Alcatraz according to IMDB. Anyway, so both Boa and Python 2 start off with a plane crash/malfunctioning, and both feature Dana Ashbrook. How crazy is that? I think there was a plane crash in Python, also, but I only caught the end of it, and Mr. Bobby Briggs wasn’t in it, either.
I decided to make my mom a hat to give to her when she comes up tomorrow.
SKU: 3 hats down!
I just finished a Hot Head out of some green Homespun and Chenille T&Q. It’s very cute and warm, but a little less snug than the others. Now the question is, do I start yet another hat, since I wanted to make one for my mom? Or something else?
And Python 2? Total cheese.
SKU count: 2 hats down.
I finished up the second hat last night and started a third – because Hot Heads are so quick and easy. Whee!
The cats are sleeping on Greg’s gorilla costume, and it’s just about the cutest thing ever.
SciFi is having a snake movie marathon – I’ve caught parts of Tremors 2 and Python. I’m just mad about crazy movies! So my big plans are to load up some laundry and some dishes, and then sit and knit while they show Python 2.
Last night I finished the purse for Sabine. Technically I was supposed to put some picot trim around the edges, but I don’t have any thread on hand that matches. I’m going to see what she thinks tonight – maybe it’s pretty enough as is. Otherwise we’ll need to consult about what color thread to use for the edging. It’s kind of neat, actually: the stitch pattern tweaked the fabric, so the bottom is curvy. But it works, I think. It looks cute, instead of looking like I didn’t know what I was doing. Or maybe I just think that because I knew what I was doing, and I wasn’t surprised by the end product. Hm. I’d like to count that as Project One of the Spring Knit-Up, but since Sabine asked me to make it last Friday, before I found out about the SKU, I think that would be dirty chess.
So I made myself a hat last night, using the Hot Head pattern from the S’nB book. It took a little under two hours, and it’s pretty darn cute! I made it to cut down on some of my stash (SKU Project One!), and I was thinking I’d give it to my mom, because one of the yarns is some leftover from a scarf I made her a while back. But then I tried it on, and it’s just so cute that I think I need to keep it. But I’ve still got plenty of yarn left over, so I’m thinking I’ll just make a second in the same colors. And the ease of making the hat inspired me to do some charity-knitting for the Knit-Up – seems like a good way to cut down on my stash, cut down on the number of knitted items laying around the house, and do some charitable stuff. So I started another Hot Head out of some yarn Greg’s mom gave me – I think it’s a wool blend? – and it’s coming along nicely. Now I just have to find some local chapters of charities around here to give this stuff to.
And I’m totally psyched because Georgia at OnMyMind put up her crochet flower pattern – and just as I suspected, it’s significantly different from the ones I have. So I’m itching to crochet one and see the cuteness! I mean, my flowers turned out okay, but her flowers look stupendous! And I really like making flowers, so I think it’ll be easy-peasy to knit up some ChemoCaps or scarves or something and slap some flowers on before I give them away. Most excellent.
New favorite blogs! (Added to the links so I remember to check them for updates.) So inspiring! But I can’t start too much, or I won’t get anything accomplished for the Knit-Up. Le sigh. I know part of the point is to use up stash – but the last thing I want is more wips cluttering up the place.
I wasn’t going to mention this, because I don’t want to encourage the crazy people, but it is pretty funny in that “not funny while it’s actually happening, and not funny if you’re me, and actually kind of sad that people are like this” kind of way. And it’s also the sort of thing that seems like it must only ever happen to me. I know that can’t be true, but…yeah. So the following is an email to my sister, with names omitted mainly to protect myself:
Okay, I just remembered this because we ran into A last night at Hell – he’s still nice, and he’s living out near us these days, and might make it to the house party. And I mentioned this stuff to him, because the *last* time we ran into him at Hell, he asked about B. Specifically, apparently he thought I was you – he asked if my sister had dated B, and I had to cop to the fact that no, it was me, actually. And then we talked some trash, and he let it drop graciously, instead of reminding me what an idiot I must have been to date B.
Anyway. So, I may or may not have told you that B used to try to get back in touch with me every time he got dumped. And I say “used to” because I thought it had stopped, but apparently not. We’ll get to that. Anyway, so B used to get in touch with me every time he got dumped. As in, C dumps him like any blind man would’ve seen coming, I get an email from him about how he misses hanging out with me and we should try being friends again. I’ve heard this I don’t know how many times, so I email back something along the lines of “Well, I would, except every time I try to be friends with you, you say mean things about me and my family.” To which he responds, “There you go being crazy like the rest of your crazy family again. I really hope Sarah doesn’t turn out like the rest of you.” Only he says it meaner than that. So I say “Rightie-o, then, I’ll be blocking your email address.” And then the next time he gets dumped he just emails (or IMs) me from another account.
Anyway, I thought I had heard the last of him…I guess sometime during my sophomore year. And I know this because I went to Rocky Horror with a friend, D, who invited her other (incredibly vapid and horse-toothed) friend, C, who was dating B and brought him. I was a wee bit mad at D for trying not to tell me this beforehand – she just told me C was coming. But then I saw C and B together on Franklin St, and the jig? She was up. And then the night of? B’s car got towed because he parked in a clearly marked tow-away zone (that I had deliberately not parked in, because I could READ the sign and didn’t want to get towed), and I had to give him and C a ride back, while they canoodled in the back seat and he called me “Kath” like we’re friends or something and he can therefore use some shortened version of my name that implies familiarity. Number one – we’re so not on good terms. Number two – “Kath” sounds unforgivably hideous. Anyway, so then C dumps him, I get an email, and I’m all “Yeah, still serious about Greg, remember the guy with me at Rocky?” and that was the last time I spoke to him at all.
Anyway. So then Mom calls me, what?, last week sometime? I think it was last week. She calls me to tell me that B’s mom has called her, basically trying to track me down. And that B’s mom wants me to call her when I’m in town so I can hang out with them, and get back in touch with B. Because I would want to do that….in Bizarro World. No, wait, not even in Bizarro World. Even given the multiverse theory, I don’t think there’s a single universe where I would want to hang out with any of that family ever again. I’d thought they were all pretty much out of my life – and I think that’s a reasonable assumption since I’ve spoken with nary a one of them in at least four years. Anyway, he’s a tool, and it’s pretty sad that his mother is calling my mother trying to hook us back up. I told Mom if B’s mom called back again, and Mom felt uncomfortable, to let me know so I could handle it.
So, there you go. The sad, sad story. And I’m pretty pissed because not only have they bothered me, but they’ve also bothered Mom, directly, and Greg, indirectly. And that’s not cool at all.
Yay! My first ever knit-along: the Spring Knit-Up! Excitement! I can’t wait to put a sizable dent in my yarn stash and my backlog of projects.
Except now I really ought to spiff this blog up a bit.
And I remembered last night that I have some *more* slubby green yarn, left over from when I made a shawl for my sister – that I haven’t seen or heard about since, but it was kinda….not ugly, but…yeah. Anyway. That was from the xmas where everyone got knitted stuff – all the womyn did anyway – and that didn’t go as well as I’d hoped. I know better now. Anyway, I’ve got some of that green left over, so I’m using it for Sabine’s purse. I don’t know how well the stitch pattern will show up, but I’m hoping that, since she’s six, she won’t care too much, and will be happy with it. We’ll see.
So last night I got so disgusted with the smooshy lake in Sarah’s diorama, that I pulled the gnarly bits out. Then I poured more acrylic gel medium into the hole, and hopefully I can let it dry down without messing it up this time. It needs to be flat and smooth for the little faery people to “skate” on it properly. This also means it’s going to take longer to be finished. Mom and Sarah are coming down this weekend again, and I was hoping to give it to Sarah then. But we’ll see. I’m also supposed to be making a purse for another little grrl by Friday. Haven’t really started it yet. I should probably fix that. The hold up is, I think the pattern she wanted is a cable, and I don’t have cabling needles and haven’t cabled since I was about thirteen-ish. And then on top of that, she wants green yarn, and I’ve got some green-ish yarn, but I don’t know if she’ll like it. I’ve got some unarguably green yarn that’s already been put aside for the Voodoo wrist warmers since ages and ages ago. But maybe I’ll use that for the purse. Do I really want to try wrist warmers in that slubby yarn? Oh but I do. Hm. We’ll see. Well, and the slubby green yarn wouldn’t show the pattern as well, either. Hm. Part of me feels a little selfish for wanting to keep the slubby green yarn for my wrist warmers, but then part of me feels like it’s not really selfishness since I’m making something on request for free. I’ve also got some dark green chenille yarn that I’d really like to use, because it would be gorgeous and soft, but I think Sabine really likes the stitch pattern, and that would get lost in the chenille. Hm, again, some more.
You are mRNA. You’re brilliant, full of important,
interesting information and you’re a great
friend to the people you care about. You may
have sides to you that no one understands. But
while you understand more than most people,
you’re only half-there most of the time.
Which Biological Molecule Are You?
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