What was I thinking?

Despite everything I lived through NaNoWriMo again this year even though it was the hardest NaNo since my first one. Gah. It was like my brain wanted to hibernate for the month and I had to take a sledgehammer to it to provide proper motivation.

Yeah. So.

I survived it and that’s all that can be said, onto December.

Christmas knitting to do, other knitting on the To Knit list and what do I do? Take on another commission. Good idea wasn’t it? Oh well, two months without sleep can’t be that bad for you can it? I’ll sleep after the Super Bowl… wait, that makes it three months. Maybe a nap here and there.

Got to go knit. Y’all have fun.

If you celebrate it

Happy Thanksgiving! Have a great day with friends and family!

Late Night Viewing

I like to call Open Range my ‘crack Western’ if it’s on odds are better than even I’ll stop and watch a bit. Not only is it just a good movie but Kim Coates is in it and I’ve proved I’ll watch anything with him in it at least once and usually more than that.

 

*spoilers*

**and then I get maudlin, you might just want to go now.**

 

 

Lately though if I watch from the beginning I always have the bad timing to look up just as Charley is carrying Tig to bury her with Mose and it just kills me. I know it’s coming and I know if I look it’s worse and usually I don’t look but sometimes I don’t think and I look up from my knitting or the laptop and it’s bad all over again. I remember how hot I was and how oak trees have fearsome roots to hack through to dig a grave and how much I had never buried my own pet until that day, they were always someone else’s and I helped to spare the pain and how much I still want my sweet, goofy, weird looking, loving, heart owning dog back.

Sons of Anarchy Mystery Solved

Damn you Kurt Sutter. Just in case I didn’t already love Tig enough I find out what this whole mess with Kozik is over a dog. I was expecting if I cried this season it would be over baby Abel. I was wrong when I saw Tig’s picture with his girl Missy. Damn.

I’ve known this season was going to hurt since April and tonight was the absolute topper to it.

Well done @sutterink

 

My Girl Tig (May 31, 2002 – April 15 2010)

Not dead yet.

Wow, it's been a really long time since I've dropped by hasn't it? I'll try to change that but not today. Bob's Halloween party is tonight and I've got a lot to do before then. See ya later.

Fluffy mail today!

By the numbers.

February 7, 2010

Super Bowl 44

42 years in the League

1st Super Bowl appearance

1st Super Bowl victory

Would have been my Dad’s 71st birthday too.

Who Dat!

To all the doubters and all the haters out there I only have two words to say to you:

WHO DAT!

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Today

Should be promoted to Monday.

It should have been a reasonable Tuesday, maybe a little more so because it was Edgar Allan Poe’s birthday but that was actually where I got my first hint that things were going wonky.

After that I found out that Robert B. Parker died at his desk yesterday doing what he loved and what I loved most about him – writing. He and Spenser and Hawk and Jesse Stone and all of the others will be sorely missed. I’m trying to decide which Spenser I want to start rereading first.

In an odd twist the argument could be made that Mr. Parker was Mr. Poe’s yearly visitor no? Probably not but I’d like that.

A little closer to home the rest of the day went more and more spectacularly wrong as the hours passed and that’s all I really want to say on the matter. Steps are being taken and tomorrow is another day according to Miss O’Hara so I suppose I’ll try again tomorrow.

Y’all have a good night, I’ll try to, it’s been better than my day but that’s not all that difficult.

Standing in Line

I need to KIP more, just to spread the gospel of knitting but the main problem with that is I’m rarely in public that I’m not moving at speed to get done and get home.

Yesterday, however, I stopped on the way home to pick up a treat for Mom’s birthday and I knew from experience I’d have to wait while it cooked so this time I took my knitting in with me. A good idea as it turns out.

While I was waiting I met a nice lady that likes hats so she’ll be checking out the shop and an older man that crochets and was curious how knitting compared in mechanics. And a second man that wanted to know what I was making. Lots of friendly interest at the chicken counter yesterday.

I also learned that I should carry a hat around with me because it is a lot easier when asked “What are you making? A cap?” to answer, “Yes indeed. See?” Answering with “A sleep sack” draws blank looks that demand an explanation; so I explained, three times. The ladies behind the counter probably know more than they want to about sleep sacks now.

Maybe next time I’ll just lie and say “Why yes, it is a hat.” (At that point in the knitting it still could have turned into a hat but I love the way the colors are pooling so I’m going to carry on with the sack.) Or maybe not, this way I got to spread knitting and cloth diapering, that can’t be a bad thing.

Still not sure what next time will bring, today was another day of moving at speed to stay ahead of the rain so no knitting in line. There will be, however, lots of knitting now that I am at home. Y’all have a good night, I’m off to do that knitting now.

Waaaay too cold

It's a little hard to see in the bad phonepic but I hung some freshly washed yarn (happy dog, waggy tail, can of Pepsi, emergency bath for the yarn) outside to drip for a few minutes before I brought it in to dry in front of a vent. Yes, those are, in fact icicles. The yarn was outside about 15 minutes. I need another hoodie.

A little better

Warm Legs in action!

I think this is the one and only knitted gift I managed to remember a picture of in any form or fashion. As soon as my 2yo niece opened her new Warm Legs she had to have her shoes off and the Warm Legs over her sweat pants. It was quite the lovely ensemble.