The State of Hockey.

What can I say? I am from Michigan. I know that liking the Red Wings is not at all unlike your favorite baseball team being the New York Yankees, but they were some of the first hockey I ever watched. I will admit that my favorite hockey team is the Minnesota Wild, but I am, ironically, a fan of the underdog.

Fresh Egg (laid yesterday, thank you, Dana!) fried in Hope Creamery butter, on Artisan Bread… the perfect a way to begin the day!

Do. You. See. That. Button. Over. There?

In what I can only express as a moment of weakness I have decided to do another swap.  My last one went well for me, but I fear I did not come through for my recipient since she said nary a word to me.  Hopefully this one restores my faith in both myself and the crafting community.

So.  Here is what is on my plate.  Forgive me, I am just diving in here and getting it all out in one act of verbal vomit.

I have no recollection of whether or not I have mentioned school on this site, and am far too lazy to check.  I go to St. Paul College and am getting my AAS degree to be a Sign Language Interpreter/Transliterator (I think that it is funny that spellcheck does not even recognize that word!).  I am amazed at what a difference it makes to go to school for something you really love.  I am also amazed at how hard it is with all of my baggage.

About that baggage.  I don’t even remember who reads this blog, so I am certain I have lost my mind when I post what I am about to proclaim.  Internet, I am a lesbian.  R and I are getting a divorce and we are actually quite amicable about it.  Once the initial shock wore off, we talked and talked and talked…and then after that we talked to a therapist…then we talked some more…and well, now I can say with confidence that there is a light at the end of the tunnel and I think it will all be ok.  So among other things, there is all that.

I am getting to a point here.  I joined the swap with a few ideas in mind.  However, the third “item” on the list was the following:

A “Tradition” Tutorial. This is description of one of your family’s special holiday traditions. If needed, you should provide step by step instructions. (For example, if your family makes graham cracker candy houses each year, you would provide more concrete instructions.) You might also consider sending along a couple of photos of the tradition in action.

My favorite tradition to be sure is on Christmas eve.  We have a group of friends over who are our “chosen family” (we live in Minnesota and are from Michigan and we do not go home nor do they visit us here) and we combine food and children and just love (and we always say we are going to the church service but never make it).  Given many different road blocks, it appears that Christmas eve this year will be spent by ourselves.  Nothing is necessarily wrong with that, we like to be together, we like to spend the day like langourous cats.  I will miss the tradition, though.

So I have homework to do, and instead, I am going to post an update.  Obviously.

E has lost two (!) teeth now and as the adult teeth grow in I find myself thinking the same thing I thought when her first teeth came in (in October of 2004, thank you very much).  They are clearly too big for her head.  I am envisioning my baby girl turning into nothing but teeth.  And hair.  That girl can grow hair!

Frist day

Frist day 1

Here she is on her first day of Kindergarten.  Wow.  I have not posted since then, huh?  I am such a bad blogger.  I made the dress to her specifications and was shocked at how well it turned out.  She went into my fabric stash (what a concept!) and chose the floral fabrics and I went to Treadle to get some advice and contrast fabric that would not make it look like the clown costume I had envisioned when she chose them.  The result is quite cute if I do say so myself!

So now I am off to do homework.  Though a Head of the Charles post is in the works.

It is truly amazing the things that accrue over one’s lifetime.  I remember being downright horrified when going through our stuff that was moved here from Alabama…a mere 3 years after the move when I finally went through the boxes.  No one needs to move magazines, friends.  Back issues of Cooking Light are  just not that precious!

Having several people move recently and talk of moving has made me realize that I just own too much.  Too many clothes, too many projects, too many magazines (my subscriptions have been pared down to only ONE now, though!!!), too many shoes…whoa…wait a second.  I got a little overboard there.  Who has too many pairs of shoes?  That sounds absolutely crazy!  Shoes and bags always fit, people.  Don’t ever forget that!

So it is that I have spent the better part of my Saturday cleaning and shaking my head at the chaos around me.  I should have taken before and after photos, but that is a little too much sharing, even for me.  It took me an entire day to clean the back porch last week, another to clean the kitchen and today it has been the downstairs bathroom and Ellen’s bedroom.  She has been “helping” by playing with each and every thing that has been buried under her enormous piles of books.  That child has books I tell you!!  I remember being banished to my bedroom to clean as a child and my idea of cleaning made my mother mental.  I would line things up along the wall!  Even now I giggle at how that must have crazed her.  Another time I remember falling asleep under my bed while cleaning it out.  Ah, the memories.

I am not the only one ridding myself of unwanted items in these parts.  Ellen lost her first tooth today. [edit that…She lost her first tooth July 25 and it has taken me this long to get the picture uploaded to the new computer!  Wow…what was I saying?] Her Boppa (my Dad) suggested the tooth fairy would give her $1,000,000 for it!  For the record, she got a freshly polished half dollar.

Proud missing tooth

It isn’t that I have nothing to say, just no time to commit to saying it!

Things I like:

Rowing in the 8+, going to the circus, being reminded why I love babies (especially the twins!), jigsaw puzzles, a house getting clean.

Things I do not like:

Arguing, giving up VBS, being in over my head, summer school.

Things that I do not like (Sam I Am):
Old Hickory (a boat that, while I am elated to be rowing, seems to soak me regardless)
Erg tests (another, the last of, the 2K tests “required” on the competitive team)
Searching for a fit
Night classes (I thought it would be nice to take some to keep up with ASL over the summer…instead I already do not like being away at night)

Things I do like
Summer with Ellen
Rowing (did you know it is still fun? Just takes an adjustment in the mindset!)
Birthdays (Ellen’s, mine, Kate’s, Ana’s…May was a good month)

When you apply yourself it is possible to pull a 100% out of your hat on a General Psychology exam?!?

I think I am experiencing allergies for the first time.  How do people do it?!?  I feel alternately drippy and dry (nose), cloudy and clear (head), alert and tired (body) and generally aggrivated that I cannot find a fix.  However, Ellen has been having one of those seemingly rare great days.  Are they all so good and I am too preoccupied with cleaning/school/you-name-it to notice what a wonderful thing she is turning into?  Possibly.  I will say that I was pulled aside for a “funny story” at preschool about how she had made up the “three-person rule” in order to exclude another little girl from play.  The teacher, C, thinks this is a natural progression.  I remember her being the one who was excluded last year and I am resisting the temptation to punish Ellen and/or take a case of wine to the mother of the other little girl, both of whom I adore.

I have found a groove with knitting and have finished  a project that has been on the needles since nearly the beginning of time.  It is called Oregon Vest by Oat Couture.  I will have to hunt to find the name of the yarn I used.  I know I have the label somewhere.  Although, finished is subjective, since I still have to add a zipper.  How I am going to do that…I have to figure that part out still.  And I have to choose which color zipper I am going to use.  Oh…and I also have to block it, I think, because when I crocheted around the armholes it went all wobbly on me.  So, yeah, that is finished.

Up Close

Oregon Vest

I am also working on another Habitat.  This one is in Cherry Tree Hill Supersock DK in the Java colorway.  It is the same colorway I used to knit socks for R.

Habitat v.2

Possibly the best news of all recently is that I have been rowing ON THE WATER with the competitive team.  I fear I am in so far over my head that I risk drowning at any moment, but for now I am thoroughly enjoying myself.  Next week there is talk of my learning to scull which will subsequently mean two practices on those days, one at 5:30 am, one at 6 pm.  I am exhausted just typing that.

I have finished several things and started more. Always too much on the needles.

Simple Yet Effective

I finished the Simple Yet Effective Shawl.  I saw SouleMama doing it and it sent me straight to my stash. I think it is the first thing that I have ever went “straight to the stash” for and actually cast on and off with any persistence.

Habitat 1

I also finished Habitat by Jared Flood of Brooklyntweed.  Nothing inspires me to knit quite like the designs of Mr. Flood.  Almost immediately I cast on a second hat and am toying with the idea of the accompanying fingerless mitts called Humanity by another Jared-lover.  (as a side, E was all too happy to model the hat…as long as she could read while she did it…)

I finished a hat for a friend at church who has just finished chemo (no photo, it was on and off the needles in a couple of days), and am also finishing a vest I cast on long (long, long, long, long) ago. I have started a shrug for E that I am totally winging because I cannot find the book I knit the first one out of.

And that doesn’t even begin to cover the things that are older or in the cue…a knitter’s work is never done!

Holiday Traditions Exchange 2009

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