Here, have a very large bug.
wip thermal
thermal wip from Knitty. Love the silk/merino blend yarn & it’s so light & fluffy when knitted! Going to seriously have to block the crap out of this because it’s huge! WTF? I’m sure good blocking will help.
Truer color & a close up of the texture of the knit.
Mr Poopers Day Out
Since this journal layout is much more compatible with flickr I will be converting this to a photo only blog with links to my live journal. This is where you will see pictures outside of flickr with more explinations or even *gasp* editing! And work in progress shots of my knitting. So if your intrested stay tuned, life stuff will still go on over a lj though.
Of Poop & Doctors
So I’m home again today. Bowel problems. These problems give you a lot of time to yourself. Since you are cloistered to one small area with no imminent release your mind starts to wander. You read the back of everything you have at your disposal. After you have read about TSS on the old box of your tampons 4 times you start to inspect your bathroom bit more carefully. Thinking about tile colors & how you could make the space seem bigger. What kind of tile you want to put in instead of the green ivy tiles you have now. Eyes drifting along your tub inspecting the re-caulking job your husband did & wondering how he managed to get the gunk 1/2 way up the tiles in places. Then you wish you had a broom in there with you so you could sweep the floor as it’s obviously sourly in need of it. Maybe next time you will bring the broom & a magazine. Bringing your knitting to the shitter might be pushing it.
In other non-digestive news I’ve made myself a doctors appointment. Monday at 2:20 in the pm I am going in to meet Dr Adams. Course we all know that I’m going to bawl like a baby when I get there. I always do. WTF is up with that anyways? I’ve never had anything really traumatizing happen at the doctors but I always find an occasion to cry. This time I might have merit though.
I have what most women would want, what the commercials are hawking. I basically have no period. Great if you are dating & never have to worry about the down time between sex & the crazy hormone overloads. Terrible if you went off birth control months ago for a reason. I went off birth control the same day that we closed on this house. September 15th, 2006. Honestly, Matt and I have thought about kids for a long time but knew we never wanted to raise them on the west coast & not in an apartment. When we were transferred to Ohio & bought this house it kicked the ole biological clock in loud speaker mode. Course the sister in law was majorly pregnant & I was so happy for her & love my niece more than anything.
Jump to now. I’ve had 1 cycle since I’ve been off BC. 1. My sister in law is now mommy to the cutest baby girl EVER born & my best friend is due in August with a baby boy. Juxtaposition is great in textures, colors, ideas & people. It’s horrible in emotions. It’s just hard when both of these people were “not trying” or “did it only once” or “used two forms of birth control!” Then I look at myself & wonder what the fuck is wrong with me. Then I look at my mom, she was 32 when she had me. Not because she had a huge career or not enough time, no it’s because she had 5 miscarriages. That scares the hell out of me. Mostly though, this doctors appointment is to get my body back on track. Seriously going this long with out a visit from aunt flow fucks with your emotions & hormones. & I’m not going back on birth control. Seriously, what was I controlling? NOTHING.
So we will see what is in store. Probably nothing, they will probably just make me wait it out & Matt and I will become the crazy cat couple with just one to many animals. I feel like we are gunning the engine in neutral. We try not to talk about babies because who wants to get their hopes up at something that might never happen? It’s tough facing the fact that it might never happen. Hopefully monday I will get some answers.
OMG SO MANY PEOPLE
Found out the other day that Matt’s parents are making a short visit to see us when Ally & the baby are coming. This is most excellent as we have been harassing them to come see us for months. It’s going to be so nice to have everyone together again even if it is for just a weekend. But man, that’s a lot of people. 5 +1 baby. Though this house begs to be filled & we deffiantely have enough room so everything will be a-ok 
In other news matt’s mother has offered to pay for the crib that we have to buy because the baby is coming (well we don’t have to, but we are going to anyways because it’s nice 
). She’s all on this “All is fair!” thing but honestly, the crib? Just a bit weird. Not for her, not for her meantioning it, but because (though she doesn’t know) I’m looking for a doctor to see about my fertility issues. I really have no intrest in going in looking for a crip knowing that Matt and I are not pregnant and have no real hope of it happening any time soon. I know she was being super nice, but we aren’t going go that route. I don’t need a full on crib just because Ally or Shawna are coming to visit. We will buy a crib that we like when we finally are able to get pregnant. But right now? How to do you explain that to a sales person that assumes?
Can’t wait to see everyone though. Going to be so much FUN! Hopefully all the snow will be mealted by then!
Mr Poopers Day Out
Over the last few days we have received about a foot of snow. Yes, Wednesday it was 80* and now we have snow again. Welcome back to the Midwest! So instead of continuing to putz around with outside chores and ignore the inside of the House we were forced to look around our surroundings & find something suite to do.
We:
- cleaned the basement & set up the pool table
- cleaned the living room
- vacuumed the couch & rug
- scrubbed all the floors in the house (& I do mean ALL teh floors)
- cleaned the kitchen completely
- cleaned the sun-room finally
- did mass amounts of laundry
Now which of these things do you think actually fell under the “we” category. Seriously. I love how much men think they are helping with everything. They are so cute when they try to act busy. I don’t know if it’s this way with everyone’s husband but if I put up a list of things we need to get accomplished no doubt that in 30 minutes I will find him out putzing in the garage or van making his own chore. This used to annoy me as I thought he was just avoiding helping me, but honestly, now I don’t care. He’s not much use on the cleaning front most days & I don’t trust him to do laundry. That means that he is usually regulated to the lifting of heavy objects & moving things out of my way. Seems to work for both of us.
We now have a schedual of our summer thus far. HA! & I thought we would have some free time
- May-Ally & baby come! We go on vacation FINALLY!
- June- Shawna comes, Pat & Chuck come & Matt goes to Jason’s wedding
- July-Rebbecca kidnaps us to Sandusky
- August-Preita flies to Minnesota for birth of Shawna’s baby
- September (seems like we are free!)
- October- Matt’s grandparents come & gasp at all the color we have in our house
So yeah, fun filled PACKED summer already We are going to have so much fun with everyone that comes to visit. I’m a little hesitant of Matt’s grandparents thought. I love them to death but well, Matt and I have really painted our walls. Some of them are startling colors in their saturatedness. The old folks can tend to be a bit catty about things sometimes & I really don’t want to be the butt of their joke (we already we that for owning GASP! a snake). But at least I didn’t paint the guest bedroom bright green like I had thought about & they should be fine. It will be a nice visit, if they can get over the fact that we have three cats.
Mr Poopers Day Out
Some how it has managed to revert back to winter in the last few days. I don’t know how this quite happened but it has and I don’t know how to feel about it. I didn’t live away from the Midwest that long and must have forgotten the teaser of nice weather & the one last snow of April. What ever it is, the birds are going nuts.
There is a war going on right now in my backyard. Two opposing forces are fighting for control of the birdfeeders. Starlings V Grackles. I have to say that in my heart I’m rooting for the grackles because they are not as rude a bird as the starlings. We had a flock of starlings stay in our yard for 3 weeks & all they did was empty the feeder & crap all over my house. And I do mean ALL OVER! The grackles however crow looking with their sharp pointy black beaks & bigger bodies allow any other bird that can fit at the feeder.
So while there are squawks and the thrum of wings and yes, a few head pecks & leg nips from both grackle & starling we are being continuously dive bombed by sparrows, black eyed junos, cardinals, and one lonely red bellied woodpecker. These must be the special forces. Just there to cause chaos.
What ever it is, I’m going to need to get some more bird seed out there before they come after me!
Ah the joys of a mail order bride.
Our parent company has decided to give us the honor, nay the privilege of hiring another person. This may have been due to the fact that we employees at GTL have been dropping like flies with various stress related illnesses. (Or it could be that Matt is mostly bald from me grabbing his head like an over ripe melon and screaming “I CAN’T DO THIS BY MYSELF ANYMORE!”) Who knows. It’s all a mystery to me.
So here we are, listing the vast qualities we would like in our new person. This person may not be permanent as they are coming from a temp agency, but you can’t help but feel a certain amount of pride. We are picking and choosing abilities like yuppie parents picking out the best genes for their baby. Course this is better, a temp is akin to a mail order bride, if the first one doesn’t work out, we just send it back and get a totally new one! It’s fantastic. We are aiming for the most spectacular work machine that our $8.75/ hour can buy us! Like allowance day at the Goodwill!
This means that while Matt and I are taking our first vacation together in 4 years we will not have to worry as much about the stupidocracy taking over our company and coming home to a dictatorship of crazy ass shenanigans. Ah, this is truly the life. A vacation and a temp, what more could a girl aspire to?! (Course the boys in charge wouldn’t let me put “Must look like Vin Diesel” as a requirement, but what do they know? I would be TWICE as productive if you just let me sit on his lap!)
Matt just booked his plane ticket for the ETA in Vegas. I love how our industries biggest event of the year is abbreviated for “Estimated Time of Arrival”. It’s quite accurate. WHO KNOWS WHEN YOUR LEASE WILL BE DONE! So he will be off shaking hands and toasting those cute blond sales people (every company has them!) while I hold down the fort. Actually, I’m quite good at “holding down the fort”. Seriously, I am made for situations like this. As a self confessed know it all and control freak I’m very happy to be leading the pack. While we do usually have our biggest days while Matt is out (maybe my venom scares our vendors enough to the point where they put out double rather than getting a ass kicking?) I do miss him. He’s the nice one at work. He makes sure that when people are being a complete dumb-ass I don’t actually physically TELL them that to their face. So it’s a lot of stress keeping that in for 4 days. I might randomly go to the supermarket & start berating people for not being able to choose the right ham in the allotted amount of time.
So fun things are in store, just you wait!
Mr Poopers Day Out
Today marks quite a day for me. I have desided to expand myself outside of livejournal. In the begining Livejournal was quite good to me, I admit that I was addicted to the massive amounts of icons they would give you & how I planned to be represent myself with each one!
But I have since become quite the blogger. Probably more annoying to people who have desided to watch me & read along my life with me than anything else. I do write about things that amuse me & things that I come across. As my life has expanded past the novelty of icons I desided that I needed a bit more space to stretch. I needed something that would be happy with my flickr account, something that wouldn’t make me resize EVERY SINGLE PICTURE I take just to fit it into photobucket thus fitting it in to lj.
I don’t know if I will find the same following here that I had there, but that’s really never been the point. The point is to amuse myself & have an easy accessed place to react to life once in a while.
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