Late September blues

First of all, I have to get this out there. Private Selection Chocolate Moosetracks is by far the best grocery store Moosetracks offering. Mine is hidden in the basement freezer. Everyone is too lazy to go down there and look for anything good.

I feel confident posting this here, because no one follows my blog. Ha ha! Aren't I clever?

I started a baby blanket tonight, for a young woman I know who is pregnant. I just saw her for the first time in a while yesterday, and was surprised to see she is 7 months along. Anyway, I'm making 'Evellyn Anne's baby blanket', by Christine Olson. I'm using some recycled yarn, white and light purple, that I had on hand. I like the idea of using recycled yarn, as this young woman's life in the past couple years has been consumed with refashioning herself and her way of thinking. It seems fitting.

I don't know her very well, but it feels like a kind of 'pay it forward' project. I hope the circumstances around her pregnancy are such that she will enjoy her delightful baby when she arrives.

I still have 4 other projects on the needles....I like it that way.

Our foreman gave 2 week notice today. He's been with us several seasons and I'm sorry to see him go. He had a great offer elsewhere in a very different line of work. He's a good guy and could have screwed us by leaving with no notice, but that isn't 'how he rolls' (my words not his). I wish him the best, and I'll miss his irreverent, no-holds-barred humor.

The landscape season is drawing to a close, which always makes me a basket case. The bills come much longer than the money....I know we can't sell it until we buy it, but it doesn't seem to be profitable, especially this last year with the horrible, rainy weather. Many people tell me that 'it will all work out' and 'have faith, you'll be taken care of, probably in a way you haven't even thought of.' These people have no reason to lie to me, and experience has proven this to be true, but I always struggle. And fret. And cry for what seems to be no apparent reason. And have headache after headache. And sometimes snap at my children or spouse. And want to just crawl back into bed and pull the (hand knit) blanket over my head, but I wouldn't be able to sleep once I got there. Just worry. Which accomplishes nothing.

The saying goes 'If you pray, why worry? If you worry, why pray?' Am I the only person who can turn a pray into a worry?

I'm plotting a Halloween card for Vicki. I'd like to use some of my monsters I haven't used yet. And my new dripping blood stamp. Hmmmm.....

Musings

I remember looking at this blog recently and thinking "hmmm, I should really write something. Just something short. It's been a while." Today I checked back and see it didn't write itself, so here I am.

I've been knitting up a storm, which is the only thing keeping me sane. This year has been one full of anxiety, depression, and fear. Pretty cheerful for the first blog post since February, huh?

These are all standard issue life troubles, but I've always felt woefully inadequate when it comes to being a grown up. So in the spirit of 'starting my day (or year) over at any time, I'm making a solemn pledge to see the positive, take care of myself, do my best, and be kind.

That is all we can do, really, in this life.

Until next time, which I most sincerely hope will be on a more cheerful note,
Amy

Long cold winter!

The winter sure seems like it has been extra cold and snowy. Unfortunately, it also slipped past me without fulfilling a single goal! I know, there is a month left, but for the most part I have no idea where January or February went. So, in an effort to keep my pessimistic side from taking over, I'm freezing my butt off down here in the dungeon doodling with paperwork that should have been filled out long ago and debating on making at least some gift certificates for work. Yea, I'll get right on that.
The printer is protesting too. It won't print on the slightly heavier (but not cardstock heavy) paper I tried to put through.
The sale of mom's house went through last Friday. So many sad emotions brought to the surface over and over. Though it was a necessary thing, and I am grateful the house sold quickly so we can move on. In a way it is a relief, as well.
I have been knitting up a storm, however, and it is probably the thing that has saved my sanity this winter. Lots of projects worked on, several completed. Most notably, Lily's gigantic pink polka dot blanket. I haven't measured it or taken a picture that will capture its hugeness, but will soon. I did finish weaving in the ends this morning. I'm seaming up a sweater that has been over a year in the knitting (just the choosing of a pattern was over a year). Lots of small things knit in a frenzy after those were finally cast off. Currently, I'm working on a headband to match my mittens, a pair of socks, a baby blanket and somewhere is the start of my next sweater. So, you see, the insanity is kept at bay by frenetic application of pointy sticks and string.
Until next time, Amy

me & my big mouth!

So here I am, having announced to the FB world that I have a blog. Now everyone wants the URL. Stage fright! I don't even really know why I'm blogging, or that I have anything worth blogging about. I read the Yarn Harlot and so envy her style, so perhaps it is a bit of literary envy (if you can call a blog 'literary').
My daughter wants the URL, probably just to make sure I'm not blogging anything embarassing about her. What I think is embarassing and what she thinks is embarassing are two very different things. So I'll leave her out of this (mostly).
Another burning question is, where do people find the time to do things worth blogging about, then document them with pictures, upload the pictures, and organize a blog? What about the rest of life? The laundry, rearing the children, cooking, shopping, cleaning, sleeping, for God's sake? I write this realizing that I am sitting here in my workout clothes, wasting precious workout time, blogging. Maybe making a blog wasn't such a bright idea after all.

July 25, 2010

Wow, why I just created a blog is beyond me. Maybe because I've been reading so many lately about some oh, so very cool knit projects that I want to have a blog to post about my very cool knit projects. I'll probably be blogging at myself, but I'll give it a try.