It is done.
This year has brought really good things for me. It brought me a little understanding about who I am and what I want from life. It gave me the courage of putting aside a really bad job that made me good money and ask for a really great job that allows me to get by. While very, very scary, it was the best thing that ever happened to me. I now look forward to going to work. I don’t want to leave at the end of the day. To me, that is a really good feeling.
This year has brought me closer to my husband and son. It is nice to settle into a good and easy place. I’m hoping 2011 will bring me more of the same.
I read on someone’s blog (Dang, I’ve already forgotten where.) that she does not make resolutions. Instead she has hopes and goals for the year. I like that. There is an inherent sense of failure when you use the word ‘resolution.’ Setting goals seems to allow you a sense of positive beginnings. So, in that thread, I would like to share some hopes I have for 2011.
- I want to be more present in this space.
- I want to design my own knitwear.
- I want to back off from adding to the yarn stash.
- I want to finish my Christmas knits early.
- I want to grow my sewing skills to include garment making.
- I want to be kinder to my body (aka eat better & exercise more).
- I want to learn to make bread, by hand and machine.
- I want to make a quilt for my bed.
- I want to perfect my yogurt making skills.
- I want to convert the room downstairs into a true yarn/sewing studio.
- I want to journal according to this book. (I know this one sounds a little odd, but this author makes you feels like your life, whoever you are, is important.
So, that’s it. Those are my goals for this year. I hope I will continue to grow in myself as a person. I hope I will continue to grow in my marriage and as a mother.
I hope you find all you need, whatever that is, to make your life good. Happy New Year!
Okay. So I’ve been a bad little knitblogger. I’m sorry. It seems like I can’t keep my life organized lately. All that mental energy needs to be devoted to work. That is all I can manage. As penance, I’ll try to catch you guys up on things that have been going on lately.
Do you remember making Valentine’s mail boxes in grade school. You know, the ones you set on your desk and watched like a hawk hoping that guy would put a card in it? ‘Cause if he did, you were like “going out.” Remember? Well, Boy Child needed to make one for his class’ party, and Hubby decided it would be a great family project.
It was so much fun! I’d forgotten how much I enjoy making school projects.
I finished Grandmamma’s very first pair of hand knit socks.
I finally took photos of them, and mailed them off. I received a call from her the other day. She loves them, and I couldn’t be more happy!
I finally broke down and bought myself a bread maker. I wanted to try all the goodies out, so I made the basic recipe that comes with the instruction book.
It came out well. Too bad we don’t eat white bread. My luck since then has not been great. I’ve made attempted to make whole wheat bread three times. It did not go so well. I was so upset I didn’t even take a picture. I did make cinnamon swirl bread. Boy child loved it & gobbled up two whole loaves. Hubby spit his out. Sigh. I’m starting to wonder if I made a mistake. I’m going to give it a couple more tries using recipes from this book. I’m hoping it is just user error. I love the smell and taste of fresh baked bread. I also want to save a few $$ and I like knowing what is going into my food.
Much more to come … later.
On the twelfth day of Christmas, my true love gave to me….
Twelve yummy tea bags,
Eleven hours baking,
Ten cookie tins,
Nine family visits,
Eight gifty cards,
Seven books to read,
Six leafy buttons,
Five Harry Potters,
Four hand made gifts,
Three rubber duckies,
Two hand knit sweaters,
And a baby who saved us all.
I try to keep this blog light and fun. I like to share knitting and sewing projects with the Internets. I even throw in an amusing anecdote from time to time. Today, I feel the need to rant a little. Apparently, New York has voted against a bill legalizing same sex marriage. It is a hot topic and a big deal to a good many people. Now, being a Christian, I personally believe that marriage is a covenant between a man, a woman, and God.
However, having said that, I also think that people are entitled to their own beliefs. I do not think that everyone has to agree with me. I also know that we, as human beings, need to find a way to live together. It is a very difficult thing to have people with totally different view points try to agree on anything. I also don’t think that members of the gay community are any less than I am, just like I don’t think that people of different nationalities or races are any better or less than me.
The thing that really has me hot and bothered is the statement, “It is not fair to allow a majority to make the rules for a minority.” I ask all of you that believe that statement, “How should it be decided?” Seriously, how? Should the minority decide for the majority? Nope. Your whole argument is that one group should not make laws and rules for other people. So, what? Do we just let everyone do what they want? No? Well, how do we make rules then? Which ideas should be laws? There will always be someone who disagrees. They then become the minority. You just said that the majority should not make rules for the minority. So, how do we make rules, then, if there is always a minority?
Pedophiles think that what they are doing is okay. Gangs think it is okay to shoot/kill/maime members of other gangs. Many men believe that women are property and are subject to their husband’s ultimate authority. Should we let them do what they want? ‘Cause right now, in these situations, the majority has decided that the act of a minority is wrong; and their acts should be outlawed. Why is that any different from the majority of New York state deciding that same sex marriage should not be legal?
And before anyone points out that the same sex marriage issue is different, let me point out that I am not discussing the validity of one issue over another. I am discussing the argument that because a person is in the minority, they suddenly have the right to take offense that the majority disagrees with them. I assure you that if the vote had gone differently, and the bill had passed, these same people (pro same sex marriage) would not be making that statement. I also think that if the opposing group had said the majority should not make decisions for the minority, they would be criticized up and down as bigots.
Right or wrong. There will always be a majority and a minority on any issue. The truth of the matter is that unless we want to have a dictator running our country lives, the majority will always make rules for the minority. There is no other way to have any semblance of order. The key is to find a place where you are in the majority rather than the minority on issues you find most important. I, myself, could never live in California or Massachusetts. My personal beliefs would never allow me to live in such liberal states. I also don’t expect someone with very liberal leanings to be happy in the deep south. I think when you live in a community where people, in general, have the same beliefs, you will be happier.
That’s all I have to say about that.
7:30 am – get up and get ready for trip
9:00 am – travel to North Carolina & grandparent’s house. amazed at how well Boy Child travels.
3:30 pm – arrive & visit with family
6:00 pm – dinner – Yum!
8:00 pm – look at Black Friday ads
11:05 pm – Toys-R-Us opens at midnight & decide to go ahead & go to the store in Ashville, NC. leave Boy Child sleeping with Papa B, Nana, Aunt S & Uncle R. (lucky ducks!)
11:45 pm – reach Toys-R-Us and see a line of about 300 people. decide it is not worth it. drive to Toys-R-Us in Greenville, SC (@ 45 min away) thinking that by the time we arrive, there would be no line.
12:30 am – arrive @ Toys-R-Us in Greenville, SC & find a line of 600-700 people.
12:32 am – decide there is no way we are waiting in that line & go off to find the other stores on our list.
12:40 am – find Target. see people already lined up even though the store does not open until 5:00 am. astounded that people have set up tents in front of store. leave immediately.
12:50 am – go back to Toys-R-Us to check out the line. decide to wait in the car where it is warm. amazed by the orderly people who live in Greenville. ponder that there would be no way on Earth that this type of orderliness would happen in Birmingham. watch in fascination at both the store employees & customers.
3:00 am – make it inside store.
3:15 am – realize there is a second line to electronics, right where we need to be.
4:30 am – finally find & purchase Christmas gifts
4:50 am – arrive back @ Target. line is longer, but does not rival Toys-R-Us.
4:55 am – decided to go next door to Academy Sports first.
5:10 am – realize Academy does not have it all together in the staffing department. go back to Target.
5:15 am – get into store & find our gifts. debate whether we want to stand in the checkout line which extends all the way from the front of the store and winds around the back of the store. discover people working in jewelry. cut our check out waiting time by about 1 1/2 hours.
5:45 am – go back to Academy. realize they still don’t have it together.
5:50 am – decide to skip other stores on our list. exhaustion setting in.
6:00 am – grab breakfast before driving back.
6:30 am – head back to grandparent’s house.
7:30 am – fall into bed.
2:00 pm– wake up. get dressed. still sleepy.
3:00 pm – have lunch/dinner. more shopping. hit LYS & bought gorgeous lace yarn in autumn reds, greens and golds.
some time after that, visit with the family. watch a movie. go to bed late. (It’s all a little blurry.)
10:30 am – wake up.
11:15 am – have lunch. more shopping. pick up Hubby his present (he needed to try on first). have milk shakes.
3:00 pm – pack up stuff. drive to aunt’s house. visit with family. Boy Child goes fishing in the pond. have dinner with family. try to convince Boy Child the pork roast is really turkey. fail. aunt pulls out left over turkey for him to eat.
7:00 pm – roast marshmallows over a bon fire. Boy Child has more fun throwing things into fire that making s’mores.
8:00 pm – drive home.
12:00 am – arrive home. fall into bed asleep while Hubby unpacks car. (Sorry for sticking you with all the work, baby. You are a good man.)
9:00 am – wake up. put up & decorate Christmas tree. put up remaining decorations. impressed by Boy Child’s initiative in putting up decorations. clean house. do laundry. watch tv. go to Hancock Fabrics & pick up $1 patterns. go grocery shopping. have dinner. laugh & general merriment with Hubby & Boy Child.
9:00 pm – put Boy Child to bed
fall asleep some time, can’t really remember.
7:45 am – drop off Boy Child @ school. forget how awful it is to drive car pool in the rain.
8:30 am – reminded about the sheer amount of work that waits for me after a holiday. work like a fool.
12:30 pm – go to Panera Bread for Fuji Apple Chicken Salad. am calmed by the meal & time away from work.
1:30 pm – contemplate not going back to work. go back anyway. work some more.
4:45 pm – awsome friend (that’s you Suzanne) picks up a knitting book for me that is on sale @ her LYS. am cheered.
5:00 pm – leave work. think about going to the grocery store for forgotten items. decide I’m too tired. go home. laugh with Hubby. watch tv. finish Christmas knit on time. start another project. hope that the big project that’s almost finished but can’t travel with gets done soon. according to my schedule, it’s late.
11:00 pm – finally go to bed after all the caffeine that kept me awake all day has finally run its course.
Keeping in mind that I don’t care to cook, tonight I made:
- Pumpkin fudge for the office
- Chocolate cake for Hubby
- One large loaf pumpkin bread – ’cause I had extra pumpkin
- Two small loaves pumpkin bread- ’cause I had extra pumpkin
- 24 mini pumpkin muffins- ’cause I had extra pumpkin and no more loaf pans
- Dinner for the family – ’cause they get grumpy when they haven’t eaten
- My first ever pumpkin pie for the office Thanksgiving lunch tomorrow
If you like pumpkin, you need to try this recipe. I have never had better. Oh.My.Goodness! I wish I could eat it every single day! Yummy!
Sunday was soooo much better than Saturday! I’m not sure if it was the weather or the normal course of things, but there was hardly anyone there!
After we were finished, we went to eat downtown.
We walked around and found this cool paper store.
We also found the Beekman Arms, where we will probably be staying next year. The Quality Inn was B.A.D. Take a look:
Those are the keys to all the rooms we were shuffled into during our 3 night stay. We checked into room 219 Friday night. After we had unpacked our clothes and gotten ready for bed, Mrs S discovered there was no hot water in the sink. After several minutes of running, it still felt like ice. Deciding this was not too terrible a problem, we decided to use the tub instead. It was then we discovered the tub did not drain – at all. There was 2″ of standing water. Needless to say, we had to move. The front desk quickly brought us the keys to room 210.
We stayed in room 210 Friday night and Saturday night. Though, the shower was a little on the chilly side. Sunday morning, Mom was in the shower and the water completely shut off! I called the front desk and asked that they check our room. When we returned from the festival Sunday evening, we got a call from the front desk. They said our toilet was leaking into the room below us. They said we needed to move to another room. Now, this was not such a big deal; however, they did not offer to compensate us for all the trouble. We had to ask. They acted like it was no big deal.
Once again, we moved. Now in room 212, we began unpacking, again. The room felt very chilly and a little loud. After a few minutes, I asked if the window was open. Mom & Mrs S thought not, but I asked them to check anyway. Sure enough, not only was the window open, the latch was broken and would not close. Now, the temp was dipping into the 30s, and we were only on the 2nd story.
We finally ended up in room 213 late Sunday night. Yes, they finally did compensate us; however, I think next year a B&B is in our itinerary. There is no way I will risk another experience like this one again.
Tomorrow: WEBS and stash addition
So, we all went to bed Friday night and woke up early to go to the festival. Luckily, we got lost and ended up coming in the back way, missing out on the long line to get in the gate, and grabbing an absurdly close parking space.
Having read experiences on Ravelry, we made our way quickly to The Fold’s booth.
Yes, there was already a line at 9:15 am! (The gates opened at 9:00 am) However, we didn’t let this stop us!
We got Socks that Rock!
I can’t wait to work with it! If it knits up half as good as it looks, I think this is my new addiction!
We saw all kinds of cuties.
We watched as a little baby sheep was sold for $975!
After several hours of shopping, we got stamped and went to the car for lunch and to drop off bags.
It was at that point that we really saw how big this event really is. I’m not sure I ever saw the end of the cars!
Once back in the gates, I ran into all the people who came in those cars. It is well documented my issues with personal space. I thought the wool fumes would help me out, but sadly, they didn’t. There were people everywhere! Several times I had to put myself in “time-out” so I did not hurt anybody. Mom & Mrs. S continued to shop and all was good.
For some reason, fall leaves are very soothing to me. So, needless to say, I made it most of the day with my temper still intact. However, excitement had me sleeping poorly for 2 days, and I hit the wall hard around 3:30 Saturday afternoon. We went back to the hotel, and I crashed (face down on the bed) for about 3 hours.
Once I joined the land of the living, we ordered pizza and hung out in our room. I taught Mom Magic Loop, and she started on her very own Podster Gloves with some yarn & needles she picked up at the festival.
Tomorrow: Day 2 at the festival & the city of Rhinebeck
Way back in January, I invited Mrs. S to go to Rhinebeck. When she accepted, I began planning and waiting. The planning was so much easier than the waiting, let me tell you! We decided to fly out of Huntsville instead of Birmingham early Friday morning. That ended up being a good choice.
When we got to the airport, we discovered that our plane had been delayed so long that we were going to miss our connecting flight in Atlanta. The wonderful guy who was working the Delta counter quickly got us on another fight through Cincinnati and had us arriving in Albany only 50 minutes later than our original flight.
Once we arrived in Cincinnati, we were again treated to a delayed flight.
No worries, though. We had knitting and coffee.
Once we were on our way, we arrived in Albany and picked up our car. Mom had missed her connection in Atlanta, though. We had a couple of hours before her flight arrived, so we checked out a nearby yarn shop and had a late lunch. We picked up Mom and headed down to Rhinebeck.
Mom had made reservations at Le Petit Bistro Friday night. It was definitely a night of new food experiences.
Escargot and fresh picked wild mushrooms for appetizers.
Puffer Fish Tails over spinach and rice for dinner.
I was also able to finally, after 2 1/2 years, find and eat a good Creme Brule. They also had homemade ice cream. I forced Mom to get the pumpkin flavor. Oh. My.Goodness! That was the best ice cream I have ever eaten! Yummy! I can not say enough about this restaurant. The food was superb. The service was impeccable. I would highly recommend going there anytime you are in Rhinebeck. I know I will.
Tomorrow: the festival!