Archive for June 2013
I wasn’t up quite so early, but still am done with the week’s crocheting before 11 am. 🙂
This week’s rows weren’t particularly difficult, yet I seemed to have trouble coming out to the right number of stitches at the end. In spite of counting all the time, it was a problem. Oh well, I got it right in the end. It’s getting really hard to get a photo of the whole thing, not sure if I will be able to do that again. And this week, for the first time, the teal and turquoise came out next to each other, so maybe you will be able to tell the difference.
I finally made an excel spreadsheet to help track the colors I am using, so I don’t run out of them before the end, and wind up with just teal for the last several rows. It’s keeping me honest, I have to say! I don’t do them in the same order, just make sure I do the same number of them before I repeat. I think if I do this again, I will use more colors. Some of mine just don’t look great next to each other, and so I avoid certain combinations, which leaves me with the same ones. But I do like how the thing is working as a whole. (Almost) can’t wait for winter to use it. Judging by my yarn usage, I would say I am one week shy of half way done with this throw. Love that bulky yarn!
Oops – forgot to take a photo of row 31.
Not sure I like how the loops for the decreases worked here, but I redid it several times, and this was the best of the ones I could do. I suspect when the blanket is whole, it will look just fine, not stand out like I feel it does here.
Here’s the whole thing, as best as I can photograph it. Kind of crooked, but I got all the rows in.
A dear friend of mine got this at a craft fair in Iowa, where she lives. She is not a knitter but the person who made it told her it was a knitting tool. So she got it for me, and I for the life of me don’t know what it is. Can anyone help? The little ring of beads has some stretch to it, so it could pass over the other beads, or off the string, so it might be a marker. But what would I use the rest for, and how???
Tigger’s transfer was rough on her. She didn’t want to get in the crate. She sure didn’t want to stay in the crate. She worked very hard to get out of the crate, and unfortunately for both of us, she pooped in the crate. Finally, after over an hour of torture and driving, we arrived. At the Vet.
They were very kind and cleaned her and the crate up, lined it with paper so she wouldn’t have to travel on hard plastic. They gave me a bag which held the towel and t-shirt that had been in there with her. I appreciate it, but I threw them away when we got home.
Tigger was very happy to see the vet. She purred while he examined her, patiently let him give her her vaccines, and then not so patiently got back into the crate. The verdict there? She is healthy, has a good coat, clean ears, clear eyes, and weighs 7 pounds. A light weight compared to her new sisters. Will that be a problem?
So, we arrived at home 5 minutes later. She looked around the laundry room and mudroom, went behind the washer, and settled in.
After I set out her food, fixed up her box, I sat quietly, and after about half an hour, I was able to coax her out. She did some exploring, then came over for a cuddle. She is VERY cuddly. She settled on my lap for about half an hour, then used the box and went back behind the washing machine.
I came out of the laundry room to find Allie posted at the end of the hall on full alert. Zumba was on the dining room table! I walked over to get her down, and she hissed and spit at me, leaped off the table, which startled Allie, Zumba hissed and spit at her, and Allie spit at me. I can see they are happy to have a new cat in the household! I washed my hands, and things got a little better with them.
So that is how it went all evening. I stayed in with Tigger for long stretches, but she never again came out from behind the washer. Zumba was cranky and Allie nervous.
A got home from work, and spent time with Allie and Zumba, and then went in to meet Tigger, who simply looked at her from behind the washer.
I know Tigger felt miserable, she was scared and probably feeling crummy, having gotten her shots, and she of course has no idea what is going on. So, I did what any caring (crazy) cat other would do. I slept on the floor in the mudroom on a chaise cushion, so that she would not be alone, yet not right in the laundry room, in case she wanted to be alone. As far as I know, she stayed behind that washer all night long. But this morning when I called, she crept out and curled up by my feet. She let me hold her while A came in to really meet her, and she let A give her a full belly rub!
The response on the other side of the door is not as positive – Zumba still growls and hisses when she smells her. Allie isn’t sure what to do about it. While they were sleeping, I did sneak Tigger out and carry her around the house so she could at least see it. Neither Zumba nor Allie noticed us, but Tigger was very scared, so I carried her back and let her go behind the washer. Where she still is. When the vet told me last week that this might take a week, I thought he was crazy. But now I can see how it might. Certainly, I think I will let Tigger be safely shut away from the girls when we aren’t home for quite a while. Until they learn that she is really a sweet sister who knows lots of things that they might like to know. Belly rubs are good. How to hunt. How to cuddle.
I sure do hope this all works out!
A reminded me not to make a vacation list. Every time we do that, someone gets sick, or has an accident, or dies. It really seems odd, but it happens every time. So. I have a list in my head. I won’t be writing it down. But I will be posting more this week than normal. And who knows what I will get done? It is supposed to be stormy at least through Tuesday, so there won’t be a lot of gardening done or much time in the pool before then. I might have to do things that can be done inside or out and about.
(aside – I have a rose-bush with NINE large red blossoms on it – holy cow! And several of the pink roses are blooming for the first time ever! I wish I could spend time on the deck and see if they smell as good as I planned when I planted them all.)
And, as it is Friday, I thought I would do a list for you.
Tomorrow is supposed to be absolutely pouring rain all day, so many things that need doing won’t get done. But these will:
– Post Office run
– prepare the laundry room for Tigger
– get lunch and head over to Brother C’s to get Tigger
– take Tigger to the vet by 3 for a check up and to have her shots updated.
– bring her home and introduce her to her new home – the laundry room (it’s only for a few days)
a pretty lame list, as they go. I will probably have time in the morning to do a little sewing or knitting.
I am happy to be acquiring Tigger from a home where she is not loved, but we really did not want three cats. And we both worry that her presence will change the dynamic of our little family. In fact, we know it will but we hope it will be in a good way. We hope Tigger will be a little bit cuddly (our girls really aren’t) and that she will teach them what to do with that mouse who lives in the cellar, as Tigger is a good little hunter. But we also hope she will learn to use the cat door so the box can remain in the cellar, and that her presence won’t make our shy Allie more shy and timid for long. We would really love to see the three of them playing and running up the pole in the living room, chasing each other around the house. In time, that is. We know it won’t happen right away….
It hardly ever happens that I get to get home early, so I am happy to do so today!
This week has already been long and filled with accomplishments –
Board meeting last night meant I didn’t get home until after 8.
Big federal grant (my first as grantwriter) due Friday was complete and delivered early – today! Plus got a press release written, finished off the details of another grant and got that delivered, and spent longer than you would believe on the phone with Dunn and Bradstreet trying to get our address changed, and staff listings updated. Ditto for credit reporting agency.
All of this done in 33 hours – it seemed foolish to return to work after delivering the grant.
So, when I mentioned it to my boss and he said “just head home” you can bet I did!
Now what to do with these few hours of peace and quiet and no expectations?
well, after I post this, I think I will run upstairs and do a bit of sewing on those skirts I have in process. 🙂
One more day of work, and then vacation! who hoo – to do lists everyday!
Also, just a brief mention that I am over the moon with all the NEWS today! DOMA thrown out, Prop 8 thrown out. Governor’s veto soundly overridden. Oh happy day!
For two weeks I have been plotting and planning this day trip up to Dover-Foxcroft as a surprise for A. Whoopie pies are her favorite dessert ever, but she is fussy, they have to be just right. So I thought this would be a great opportunity to find the perfect whoopie pie.
I managed to keep it a secret until late this week, when they talked about it on the news and she put it together. She said it was still a nice surprise, just not on Saturday. that’s too bad, because I had found a direct route that was obscure enough that she would not have know where we were going until we got there.
So we got up early this morning, were on the road before 9. By 10:30, we were pulling into D-F. It is an interesting place – clearly not booming financially, but also, clearly, it once did. Lots of big beautiful houses, most still well-kept, but lots of empty store fronts in town. I have to say though, that I was impressed at the local chamber of commerce, or town fathers, or someone – most of the empty store windows were clean and had displays in them promoting local businesses, activities and theater. Very nice.
Because we were relatively early, we found on street parking, and made our way to the festival. Main street was closed to car traffic and many vendors were set up there – fair food, handmade bags, simple jewelry, etc. Some whoopie pie themed things – we bought a whoopie pie magnet for L. Then the heart of the festival, it’s reason for being was set up behind Main street. For $5 we were in. There were several booths, a dozen or more, of whoopie pie vendors. All had samples, which we could have for a wooden token. 4 of these came with our admission, we could buy more for 25 cents a piece. We did, and began sampling.
We tried maple/bacon, Blue Ox (berry), S’mores, chocolate coconut, chocolate raspberry, maple oatmeal, cinnamon, french toast and even a few traditional ones. I also grabbed a free milk from the Garelick Farm display – genius! – the perfect place for milk.
Then we went back around, through a growing crowd, to buy some of our favorites. We bought one we had not tried – a watermelon one that had green cake, pink frosting, and chocolate chips. It looked too cute to resist. We also bought a chocolate dipped one, and of course, maple oatmeal and traditional, and then another different one, the Blue Ox. We filled our bag.
Then we wandered through the vendors to see what else we could find. A bought a nice festival cap as it had started sprinkling; I found some really pretty magnetic scarf pins, and bought one for a neighbor of ours who always remembers our birthdays. I would have bought one for me, too, but I couldn’t choose just one, and cash was running low. So, I asked the vendor for a card. Turns out she lives in the next town over from us! I will be calling her next time I have some cash to spare.
then we hit the road, and stopped in Bangor at L’s for whoopie pie sampling. We decided the watermelon one wasn’t as good as it was cute, and the Blue Ox “tastes pleasant, but unidentifiable”. Chocolate dipped was really good, but I still like maple oatmeal the best. I think A likes traditional best.
For more info on the festival, check out http://mainewhoopiepiefestival.com/
In other news – we also stopped at the Yarn Barn in Bangor and I grabbed another skein of yarn for the CAL – I think I want more of the periwinkle, and they had the variegated one, so I got it. She doesn;t carry a huge inventory, but I knew when she special ordered my yarn that she bought extra. I was surprised that only one skein was left. I’ll make it work.
We also stopped at Day’s Jewelers to get A a new watch band – what an absolute hoot. There we were, grubby and sticky, in shorts, tee shirts and baseball caps, and we walked into a big special wedding ring event. More staff than I have ever seen there, all dressed up, fancy food (UGH we were so full) free cold beverages of the alcoholic and non- variety. Not a lot of customers, and so we were very obvious. They were very nice and attentive, but they got us in and out of there faster than they ever had before. We were hysterical by the time we got in the car. We did have time to enter the $100 gift card drawing, though. I hope we win, they have lots of things I love there.
Then it was over to Dick’s Sporting Goods. A has a gift card there, and got the idea of getting a screened tent for the cats, so the could enjoy the yard with us. It would need a floor, so we don’t get fleas, etc on our girls. They don’t make such a thing, or if they do, they don’t sell it at Dick’s. They did have small two person tents like that, but they were too small for us to maneuver with the cats, so we left there without spending a dime. How sad.
After all that, we came home and are sitting around watching TV and checking our blog reader and feeling like we had way too much cake. Which we did.