Tuesday, March 15, 2011

A Conversation Regarding Leprechauns

The kids are currently obsessed with leprechauns. I really don't know why, but they were running around last night claiming that they saw a leprechaun in the house. The reason? They were playing MouseTrap and found one of the mice in a wind up clock.... Jeff says that he grilled them to see who was lying but no one broke. And then, when they were going to bed, I had this conversation with Emily:

E: Mommy, Bella told me a story that her teacher told her about a leprechaun that was hit by a car and became a zombie leprechaun. Now I'm scared.
Me: I highly doubt that.
E: No, really, she did.
Me: There is no such thing as a leprechaun. And if there was, there certainly aren't any zombie leprechauns.

So I giggled, told Jeff about it, and went to bed. This morning as Jeff was getting ready to leave, we had this conversation:

J: Did you put the kids clothes on the couch all freaky?
Me: What? No, that was Miles (they picked out their clothes last night for Spring Picture Day)
J: They're really freaking me out with this leprechaun thing. Did you hear about the mouse in the clock?
Me: (laughing)
J: It's really not funny..... I can't get zombie leprechauns out of my head now.

Sigh... LEPRECHAUNS.

In other, non-little-green-men related issues, I finally got motivated to finish my Que Sera cardigan that I've been working on FOREVER (ok, not forever, Ravelry says since Oct 26). I didn't mind the lacy stitch pattern, but the shaping really eluded me. And then the sleeves. I couldn't figure out why no one else had sleeve issues. It turned out I was over-thinking the sleeves and once I just followed the directions it wasn't too bad. I'm halfway done with the second sleeve, and then it's onto blocking and seaming. Wish me luck!

Wednesday, March 02, 2011

Just Not Enough Time

Sometimes you don't have time to say goodbye. Sometimes it may be better that way. My good friend lost his life to pancreatic cancer last night. It was a very painful time and the last few months have been extremely difficult for him.

I was distraught when I found out because he didn't want to tell anyone until he had all the details (and yet I found out through well meaning family members). I was distraught right after the announcement, I saw him right after when a large community of friends and family came together to pray for him. Then, he had already lost a lot of weight and looked like an old man. But none of that can compare to how I feel now. He was in a lot of pain, so I'm grateful that he can be at peace now. But it hits me like a ton of bricks when I think of things to tell him. An article we would have shared. Seeing his screen name still active today on my chat. The fact that there's a Mac Announcement today that he's missing (at least he can say that to the very end he had the LATEST, an early adopter but never a fan boy). And mostly, the fact that I was going to see you in the next two days, whether you wanted me there or not.

Herman, my friend, I wish that I had a chance to say goodbye but in some ways maybe it was better. The disease had really hurt him and at least my memories can be of laughter and smiles, just as he always was. Be at peace, buddy.

Friday, February 25, 2011

Let Me Put on Another Hat

Just a bit of knitting I've done in the past few months. Does it look like I have an obsession?

Both the same hat, but the color is truer on the second (crappier) picture. Here is my Hermione hat, knit with my now all time favorite yarn, Madelinetosh toshvintage, in Baltic:





Sonia loved it so much, she requested the exact same hat for her birthday. Seeing as she's awesome, how could I not comply? I did, however, make it in the toshvintage Molly Ringwald colorway, because the point of knitting hats is to have one that's uniquely mine, right?



Next up is Jeff's Knotty But Nice Hat (it's finished, but I apparently don't have a pic of the completed project), also in toshvintage. Do you see a pattern emerging?



He bought me the yarn for Christmas, and I in turn knit him a hat. Yarn, it's the gift that keeps on giving. :)

And lastly, here's Quincy, which I finished last night. I used Lion Brand's Amazing yarn, which is pretty neat. I have chronic I-Love-This-Book-So-I-Buy-It-But-Never-Knit-Anything-From-It-itis, so while cleaning out my yarn drawers last weekend, I saw this booklet, and grabbed the Amazing yarn and cast on. I was thinking of giving it to my sister, because I felt like the hat was a bit too twee for me, but Jeff approves, so it is now mine. SO sorry, Marie.



Wednesday, February 23, 2011

My First Attempt at Yarn Bombing

Hello, interwebs, it's been a while. Too many conversations with kids, too much work and too much knitting (ha!!!!) and a lack of anything to say over 200 characters (damn you, Facebook, with your cute little status updates in which I have also failed at posting, since nothing I say is witty enough anymore). I'm going to try to post on a semi-regular basis, and hope that funny/witty things happen in life, but you just never know. ;-)

Anyway, the topic of today is a dear friend of mine who designed a cute little hat for Caps for Good, which my knitting group at work took part in. Here is my hat. While the rest of us were just using up scrap yarn and making random patterns that caught our eyes, she knitted about 2 dozen preemie/newborn caps and even designed a pattern that a few of us used. Go, Joanie. In order to celebrate her as a wonderful person, I took the liberty of yarn bombing her desk, which I've wanted to do a while. She hasn't seen it yet, but I was pleased with my token of appreciation.



Cute, no? Also, here is a picture of most of the 165 hats that our little knitting group completed in just under 1 month of knitting:



And here we are, with our wares:



(Please excuse my closed eyes, who the hell put me up front?)

Wednesday, May 05, 2010

He Didn't Bemember a Lot of Times (A Conversation with Bella)

On Saturday we went to the El Capitan Theater in Hollywood to watch Disney's Oceans movie. Afterward, Jeff dropped me off a couple blocks away at my hair stylist's to get a long overdue cut and color, where my little sis was waiting for me. Jeff doesn't do well driving in general, as I'm the one who almost always drives anymore, and his driving experience is limited to driving 2 miles away to/from the Metro station. Needless to say, those 10 blocks were pretty stressful for all involved.

Flashforward to Sunday, the day after. Miles woke up on the wrong side of the bed and just was being a royal pain. He called Bella a name--Emily and I heard one thing, and Maddie and Jeff heard another. I think I'm right, he thinks he is, but whatever. After his punishment (standing in the corner), and the subsequent crying, I was trying to talk to him, to explain why it's not nice to say bad or hurtful words about someone else. Bella, the ever-present opportunist, pipes in:

Bella: Mommy, do you bemember (she puts BE in front of a lot of words, like BEnanas, BEmember or Benilla) when you got your haircut?
Me: Yes, Bella, it was yesterday.
Bella: When Daddy was driving, I told him not to say bad words. I TOLD him. But he didn't bemember. He didn't bemember A LOT of times.

Hehe. Busted by a 3 year old. I had to laugh. And so did Jeff.

Monday, April 12, 2010

It's Been a While (A Conversation Between Jeff and Emily and Miles)

And during that while, I've contemplated my next blog post. And contemplated, and contemplated, and contemplated what I would write next. It's not that interesting things haven't been happening, I've just gotten blocked a bit. Anyway, since I was ever so politely reminded that I haven't blogged in a while, here is a tidbit of a conversation between Jeff and the kids while I was away last weekend in Sonoma:

Emily: Daddy, please make my bed (I washed the kids' sheets before I left, but Emily's were still in the dryer).

Jeff: Not right now, because it takes an hour to do it (the pitfalls of having the top bunk of a bunk bed).

Miles: It doesn't take Mommy that long.

Hehe. I thought it was funny. That was Saturday morning. I do believe Jeff had a long weekend without me. The kids, too. Not that you would have known that, had you been at my house this morning, when I was dragging them out of bed for school for the first time after the week and a half Spring Break they just finished.

Monday, December 21, 2009

Tic for Tac (A Conversation with Emily)

Right before Thanksgiving, I was talking to Emily about what she wanted for Christmas. She said she would ask Santa for an aquarium with fish in it. I told her that she should not get hung up over that and make sure to ask Santa for more than just one thing, so that she wouldn't get disappointed. She started thinking about it, and asked for a few others.

That afternoon, we went to the grocery store to pick up some things for our girl scout troop Thanksgiving party. We were checking out when she suddenly exclaims, "Mommy, I know what I want to ask Santa for Christmas!" Me: "What?" Emily: "Tic Tacs!"

Funny enough on it's own, but fast forward to this past Saturday night. We're having dinner with my parents and Bella starts talking about this singing Rudolph that we saw in Target and how Santa is going to get it for her. Emily says that both of them will get it, and I (thinking about how I couldn't find the darn thing, plus it breaks the rule of no loud toys in our house) say, "Well, honey, Santa will probably only give you one thing from your Christmas list." Emily's face is crestfallen as she says: "Oh no, I shouldn't have asked for Tic Tacs."