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Sunday September 3, 2006 at 04:00 pm
How would you like this as your front yard ornament. Beats the heck out of a garden gnome.
Friday September 8, 2006 at 04:00 pm
It’s Friday here at the Haven of Bliss. School started this week, can you see my smile? Don’t get me wrong, I love my kids. But I think their lives are more fulfilled by going to school, socializing, learning something, moving their bodies.
There are a couple of updates for you. I’ve pulled all my yarn off EBAY and ETSY. The fees just got too high. Now I’m just wholesale except I will sell retail to those interested. You can go here, click on the email me button and tell me what you want. I’ll get back to you with the price. Since I’m wholesale, I do have to charge the retail price for hand paint yarns. Just so you know, I’m also in the process of getting the retail web site up and running so I’ll let you know when that happens.
Here are some HAPPY FLOWER DAY! pictures for you. (No it isn’t really Happy Flower Day except in my mind!)
In order from L - R….Heather, Four O’clocks, Fuchsias , Hydranga
It is misting now so I thought it would be a great time to take flower pictures. I love how the mist clings to the petals.
Have a great weekend!
Thursday September 14, 2006 at 04:00 pm
Tomorrow is the day. All the build up, all the anticipation, all the planning, lists and organization. It will all come to fruition….tomorrow the DH is going Deer Hunting! You have no idea.
We have a rule in the house. He cannot mention the dreaded words “Deer Hunting” until 30 days before the actual event. He drives me crazy.
Lists
Planning
Packing
Multiple trips to Wally World, ACE, Coast To Coast
clipping coupons
Re Packing
Re Re packing those things he re packed after packing them.
4 days of bliss, no Deer Hunting talking. No watching good ‘ol boys shooting bambies on the TV. Done, gone.
Yes!
I know this actually isn’t a ‘deer hunting’ event. It is actually a smoking, drinking, poker playing manly bonding with nature. Peeing on trees, barfing in the bushes. Getting smelly, dirty, cold and getting tired cooking your own food.
He will come home after 4 days (maybe 5 if I’m lucky!) tired, smelly hopefully having not run MY truck off the road as he did his 2 years ago. “It just slid…yah right, while you were trying to save that beer”…and saying I’m never going there again.
He will not come home with a deer. After 25 years of marriage, he has only shot one deer. What is amazing about this is his optimism and the fact that he is an crack shot, never misses when going to quarterly qualification at work. Shoots bulls-eyes. Every Time! The only excuse I can come up with is it is hard to find a deer when you’re driving a quad, smoking a cigar and balancing a beer between your legs. But there is more to this than the beer,cigars and poker. It is his childhood. One of the best memories he has of him and his dad. Every year he goes remembering the times of his childhood. It is a special time for him. I just hope he doesn’t shoot himself while balancing that beer on his quad.
Friday September 15, 2006 at 04:00 pm
http://www.davidbessler.com/pulldown/pipecleaner_dance3.swf
Want some fun…Go to the above link, click on one of the big letters to play the music and move your mouse over the keyboard. It will make you smile.
I’ve finally come to the time that I can truly say….my head hurts. After 4 weeks of dealing with a sinus infection, being unable to smell or taste, pressure behind my eyes, two rounds of antibiotics and 3 packages of Tylenol Sinus….my head hurts. Basically it feels like this
Rain, we need rain to wash all that pine pollen out of the trees. The wind hasn’t helped. Now the roads are covered in redwood duff and the pine pollen is blowing all over the place. Add smoke from fires here in California and I am in agony.
But enough about me.
Knitting: Remember the really cool ‘camp sweater’ I started in June thinking it would be completed by our camping trip in August? I cannot find the pattern. I have the back and 7/8th of the fronts done. No Sleeves.
Socks: I can make 4 pair a day and considering I have 3 quite large holiday events in 6 weeks, I need to get 
kranking. This is Summer sun, pretty cool don’t you think?
Yarn: I’ve decided to continue with my original plan of buying raw superwash wool ‘goods’ and dye my own. I get immense pleasure from the dying process (But the way my head feels, it might be dying).
This is Katie’s Summer, I’m retaking photos as I get the yarns dyed.
I am a free spirit with my time. I really don’t have a set schedule of what to do. I get up, get the kids off to school and after 2 cups of coffee pretty much do whatever I want. If the house needs cleaning, laundry done, garden watered. That is what I do. Where am I going with this? Business. I flirted briefly, last week, with going into an official on line business. I enjoyed the process of building the web site but when the rubber hit the road, I didn’t want to be tied down to HAVE TO do anything on a specific schedule. So I’ve re thunk my idea and am, as I said above, back to just socks and dying for my own use. Some of this may be I am rather sensitive about what I do. I really don’t take negative criticism well. The thought of pouring my heart out into a product that no one is interested in was not making me feel good about me. So, I guess you could say I will continue to live in my own little world and continue to delude myself about my creative outlets and just do what I want when I want.
Perhaps my head would feel better if I got it out of the sand.
Monday September 18, 2006 at 04:00 pm
Have you ever lost something, spent alot of time looking for it, kept going back to the same place but still can’t find it? Well, I found the pattern for the Camp Sweater on Saturday. I kept going back to the table next to the recliner (that is the DH’s choosen sitting location!). Why would it be there? Who knows but it was. So I spent the weekend finishing up the two fronts. Yes I knit both right and left front at the same time so they will match. I cast on the two sleeves yesterday during the Patriots games (football baby!) and have about 6 inches started. I sure would like to get these sleeves finished this week so I can wash, block and actually wear this sweater before next summer.
Head update. I give up, I’m off the the Dr. today to complain and whine about my head. I’ve taken so much Tylenol severe congestion that our local Wal Mart won’t sell me any more. They think I’m making meth or something. I feel guilty about needing so much but gee whiz….it is the only thing that will keep my ears open and head from pounding. My best guess is the allergy medication I’ve been taking for 6 years is no longer effective. We’ll see what the doc. says.
Here is a pretty picture of my pond water lily. 
I love these colors. Probably because they look alot like some yarn I dyed.
Weird.
Tuesday September 19, 2006 at 04:00 pm
Yes, this is an actual day. How much fun to talk to grown people who say arrrg, avast, matey etc. Here are some pirate phrases for you to test today.
Top 29 things to say at the office during Pirate Day:
29 “Arrrgh-Bring me a servin’ wench to bid me me pleasures!”
28 “Argh-lad, is that Lee Elliott over there - or am I as mad as a salted herring?”
27 “Billions of blue blistering barnacles!” - Oh My God!
24 “Hop to it, dogs: Thar be leftover catering booty in the break room for plunderin’.”
23 “Sixteen men an’ a copier mess — yo, ho, ho and a bottle of toner.”
22 “Avast, men! Get a spyglass full of the doubloons on *that* vessel.”
21 “I’ll be keelhaulin’ the next one of ye what leaves ye filthy Tupperware in the break room sink!”
20 “Arrr, matey, have your parrot call my parrot and we’ll one day partake of noontime grub together.”
19 “No, Bob Dess, I will not ’shiver your timbers.’ I will, however, call my attorney.”
18 “To arms, me lads! The spoils of the snack machine shall be ours, to each in a fortieth share!”
17 “Me cell phone fell deep into Davy Jones’ locker Nobody flush… I’ll go get me hook.”
16 “Save that last donut for me, unless ya care to feel the cold steel of my hook hand up yer arse, matey.”
15 “Be that a peg leg, or arrr ye just happy to cast yer eyes upon me?”
14 “Fax ahoy, mateys!”
13 “Avast! A Team Builders meeting off our schedule’s port bow! Scuttle yer productivity, mateys, and prepare to be bored-ed!”
12 “No increase in me pay? Arrr, boss, let me tell ye where ye can store that hook!”
11 “Hold that elevator, ye whoreson bilge rat!”
10″Ye bent my ear with yer lubberly questions WITHOUT tryin a reboot first? Arrr! It’s the plank for you, ye mangy cur… and thank ye for calling Microsoft Tech Support!”
9 “Arrr, load the Canon, wench, and collate me copies!”
8 “Avast, ya scurvy knave! Brave be ye, for certain, but arrr ye willin’ ta die fer that parking spot?”
7 “Twenty paces past the Magic Fountain of Water… bear ye left past the Chamber of Meetings… and a minute’s voyage down the Great Carpeted Hallway… the unisex bathroom’ll be on yer port side.”
6 “Aye, if it’s a large treasure chest and amazin’ booty ye seek, fix yer gaze upon the receptionist.”
5 “Boss, I’ll be borrowin’ a coupla doubloons from petty cash fer some Ho Ho’s and a bottle of rum.”
4 “Aaaarrrrrghhh! Who among us floated the air mead?”
3 “Arrr! I’ve arrr!anged for Arrr!lene in arrr!chives to send up that arrr!ticle on arrr!bitration.”
2 “Avast, ye demon copy machine! Taste the wrath of my arse!”
1 “Arrr, I have made note of yer demands and I have but one question for ye: Will ye be wantin’ slivers o’ potato fried in the popular French style with that?”
So now run like the wind to Wal Mart and purchase that eye patch and parrot for your shoulder matey.
Wednesday September 20, 2006 at 04:00 pm
Anyone watch House last night? If you did….remember the 71 year old doctor who was the patient? Replace him with my 49 year old dad in 1973, that is how he died. Slow, painful, torture. There’s nothing else for me to say.
Thursday September 21, 2006 at 04:00 pm
I’m trying to spend 3 hours per day making socks on the LeGare. I’m gearing up for the holiday season and plan on doing the farmer’s market this weekend. I’m finding I enjoy using my hand paint yarns for socks more than the commercially dyed Opals. Here is my favorite sock this week.
This is Garden Harvest and since the garden harvest is almost over I need to think up some new colors. When I dyed this yarn I wanted to see splashes of colors that I see in my kitchen garden…carrots, purple onions, pumpkins, lettuce & green beans, strawberries & raspberries, white onions and potatoes. I think I did a good job if I do say so myself.
I’ve got 13.5 inches done on the sleeves for the camp sweater. I need to go to 19 then make the sleeve cap. Before I started knitting this sweater I actually did a swatch of the yarn to see how it shrinks/felts…can you believe it, I actually did a swatch. I love the way it blooms and it shrunk just a bit. Now have to decide….do I gentle wash the separate sections of the sweater them piece it? OR….do I piece it and wash it all together. This will be a fine balancing act as I don’t want to over shrink it.
The mighty hunter is back sans deer. But he had a good time, seems to be relaxed and bonded with nature. I also enjoyed my 5 days of husbandless time. It is nice to have someone back on the other side of the bed to balance things out though.
Well, off the laundry and socks. Have a great day!
Monday September 25, 2006 at 04:00 pm
I contemplated naming this entry…I am Woman watch me muddle….but I chose the Definition of Empty. The reason for both titles will be obvious as I go on.
Today is picture day, I have a Dr. appointment, the DH is in Medford doing some deer hunting stuff and a costco run and the oldest son is at work in Smith River.
After getting the kids ready for school, hair washed and combed, shirts almost unwrinkled…I took them to school.
Driving back home my car stopped running….yes, I have learned the definition of empty in my new Yaris. I have NEVER run out of gas. I’ve flirted with danger, always letting the gas gage get to E and driving those few miles until I figured it was time to fill er up. But in this new Toyota Yaris, it doesn’t have a gas gage. Just a blinking series of lights. No buzzer, no bell, no little red pointer…just blinking lights.
I made it over the Railroad overpass and decided I should pull over before everything froze up and I was stuck in the middle of the road. OK…what to do. I started walking home. I figured it was about 2 miles and the sun was kind of shinning. I would get home, drive my DH’s old truck to the gas station, get gas, fill up the Yaris but then what I didn’t know.
I made the 2 miles in about 35 minutes, pretty good rate considering I was freezing and has to go to the bathroom. (No, I didn’t bring my cell phone with me…note to self, always carry your cell phone.)
Found the key to the truck, no battery. He took the battery out to go deer hunting. I rummaged in the shed and trailer, found the battery. I’ve never jumped a car, changed a battery or anything remotely dealing with that kind of thing. That is one of the reasons I’m married and have sons. Long story short, I got the battery in after searching for a pair of pilers, finding the owner’s manual and figuring out what positive and negative meant.
Drove the truck to the gas station, filled up the gas can, drove back to the Yaris and transferred the gas. Now what?
Queenie Von and her man slave King Will to the rescue. I drove to their house, they followed me back to the truck and home.
All in time for my Dr. appointment where they will be checking my blood pressure. This should be interesting.
Once again I’ve proven to myself that I am capable of doing things, following directions and taking the initative. If the truth were to be known, my DH has said for almost the whole 25 years we’ve been married, I will run out of gas. I don’t want him to have the satisfaction of this coming true, so I’m swearing y’all to secrecy. No telling Brad….Angela, that means you!
Wednesday September 27, 2006 at 04:00 pm
Today’s honey-doo list is the garage. Part of getting ready for winter here on the Pacific Northwest Coast is organizing a space to park my new car in the garage. I hate to have to walk outside in the pouring down rain and get into a car. The floor carpets get all wet and never dry out. It is like a sauna in there. So today we will be in the the garage.
Sweater update… I finished the camp sweater, it is currently sitting on my closet shelf folded up because I need to take in the sides. Apparently the person who wrote the pattern didn’t realize my unusual physical body measurements. I have no waist so when knitting the pattern to fit my waist I now have 6 inches too much in the hips. I’ll take in the sides then it will be ready for the official photo op.
Spinning…I got out my drop spindle yesterday and decided I needed to upgrade. Mine is dowel with PVC ends. So I went to Journey Wheel and purchased a beautiful drop spindle. I can hardly wait for it to come.
Time to go wake the dead. Also known as Jeff…he is currently asleep in the garage room… not for long.