Thursday, November 22, 2007

Happy L-triptophan Day!

I had a "mommy-melt" the other day. I went to a meeting at church and came home to find my youngest wrapped in a towel after a bath, waiting. I'm not sure why the wait, but I have my suspicions. I gave the child pajamas, and we went on our way. It came to time for a story. The book was selected (proud of where the book purchase was made too). I was straightening up the hall closet and my child started reading the book to ME! I was in awe of it because I hadn't expected to experience it. I missed it with my older kids because I lacked the clarity I have now. I was living in chaos of multiple sorts, and still wrapped up in myself. It was part immaturity, part selfishness, part outside influences combined to make me well...what I was then. I was given this child so that I would truly understand the meaning of enjoying my children. I now do enjoy my kids more. I am excited to watch my youngest learn the things I forget learning at that age. I just remember reading books to my first grade class because I could read and many of my classmates couldn't read yet.

Now if you'll pardon me, I have collard greens and sweet potatoes cooking. We're going to a friend's house for Thanksgiving....and they eat dinner at a DINNER hour. I have never been able to figure out why people eat at lunchtime and call it dinner. Eat later, that way the L-triptophan in the turkey knocks you out at bedtime and it doesn't matter if you sleep.

Sunday, November 18, 2007

practice makes progress

I restarted that scarf....and only tink'd it once. I then cast on fewer stitches and i'm meeting with more success although there are a couple glaring mistakes. OH well, my first crochet project was no priceless gem either. Perfection will never be anything I attain or strive for. I've weeded most of those visions out of my head. I see a finished product in its ideal form when I think of it initially. Then as I start the project, I start seeing the reality. I do believe I'll be making more scarves for practice. As my life evolves and children leave the nest and I find myself with more time on my side, I suspect my crafting skills will improve. Till then....if you get a gift from me that I made, just be polite at least. No gushing - it's obvious overkill. And definitely no snide remarks, that's just RUDE. I really should be doing other things, but today has been one of those relaxing Sundays with nothing planned aside from doing nothing. We really needed a quiet day at home. It was nice to just enjoy my coffee this morning, and putz around the house doing a little here and there. I got a couple things done but didn't bust out any big guns. And I practiced some knitting and tink'ing.


If this is not one of the deadly sins, it probably should be. I'm horrible about it. I really try not to waffle and waver, but honestly it's difficult. I couldn't decide what music to download. I know, it's MUSIC for pete's sake. I was listening to a few lesser known artists like Cheer Up Charlie and A Catholic Record Production. Same general genre, but different directions. I liked them both. I ended up not even downloading anything. Now I'm tired because I putzed around on the computer tinkering with the music site. I guess it's a good thing I went to church today so I don't have to worry about getting up in the morning.
I'll post my download choices later when I make them.

I also tried to knit myself a scarf....I started with 35 stitches and ended up with something like 45. I dunno, I might tink it and start again. I took it off the needles and strung it on a shoelace (new) just so I can see what I've done to it. It frustrates me because I can see and translate the stitches in my brain when I crochet. But knitting....I'm lucky I haven't put my own eye out with the needle.

Friday, November 16, 2007

Got busy servicing the other rep's stores and dealing with the other chaos in my life. Got another job to cover the loss of the income from the schmuck at Michael's being a well...SCHMUCK. What goes around comes around and bites you in the butt and makes you bleed. I will now be working from home....just as soon as I can get my log in from the company. We'll see how it goes. It's not as much as I make per hour at the other job, but I also won't have to drive anywhere or worry about buying lunch. I might be able to take my monkey child out of daycare and save that expense...but the daycare is just awesome in every sense and we love it there. Maybe it will be worth the sacrifice....we'll see. If I can make the money to cover it I'll keep said offspring there. Had to get a few things so I could do the job, but hopefully I can claim these things on my tax return next year.

My lesson in the past few weeks....It's utterly AMAZING what happens when you shut up and stop whining and just be quiet and patient. Sometimes you just have to STOP and WAIT for the Divine Intervention to well...intervene. I think it happened a little faster than it probably could have because I was trying to not focus on my own impatience, but instead on better things.

Oh yea, chicken chili for dinner tonight. YUMola, but OMG. I'm so gonna be paying the dh back for being a boogerhead earlier. Chili is chili regardless, that's all I'm gonna say.

Saturday, November 10, 2007

kids don't like when you laugh at innocence

had a post...tinkered too much and it magically disappeared...drat

My youngest apparently acquired some of mommy's genes for allergies. The child has had mounds of clear snot for days. The body tries to remove said snot via sneezing. YUK! I can only imagine what some other child said to mine, because I think it inspired something said to me.
I was trying to "help" remove snot from the face of this child the other day and was told "you need to give me medicine because I'm sneezing on everybody". It was just toooo cute and I laughed. I mean, c'mon, how is an easily entertained mother supposed to stifle amusement at her child's cuteness and innocence??? It's not in this mother's wiring, so she can't do it. I was met with indignation, complete with foot stomping.
Fast forward a couple days, at pickup time. As I was trying to convince my youngest that "mommy" time with no siblings was better than hanging out with friends....I was told "mom, you need to take me home and give me medicine because I'm sneezing on everybody". Once again, too cute to contain myself. And once again, I was met with indignation and "don't laugh at me!"

As funny as my family is, this will not be the last time I hear "don't laugh at me" from my child.

Saturday, November 3, 2007

let the party begin

Ok a month ago dh sprang a party on me for his friends.....and I wasn't happy. It was the timing of everything on my calendar and the way he handled things with me. Anyway, I'd already had this deadline of my own for a Pampered Chef party this weekend. I finally got through a bunch of the mess and it's less overwhelming now. I just have to stay on top of it.

My husband decided that in order to do his laundry, it required him to clean our bedroom, and subsequently rearrange the dressers to accommodate his need to get to his dresser. Well he conveniently forgets that I moved the dresser where it was because he didn't use the thing. I know he doesn't care for it (won't even go there about his desire for new everything), so he lives out of baskets most of the time, even though he denies doing so. Well I left him to his vices and did my own thing. Well my youngest child fell asleep at the table while drawing at a time that was late for a nap and early for bed. In short, the child woke back up at 11 PM. Around midnight dh was using the bathroom - which is the ONLY one in the house. The child burst in the bathroom having to pee badly. It was so bad that my husband was asked "can I just pee in the tub????" He quickly got out so the child could avoid using the tub. He then came in chuckling to tell me this story. And continued with his plundering in the room, finally getting to a point where he could stop....after 1 in the morning! At 4:30, I was jolted awake as the bed (which sits in the middle of the room) fell apart. The headboard fell off the frame. Good morning sunshine, go back to sleep now. I can understand dh's desire to get new stuff, but that alone causes a difference of opinion. Till we can agree on anything, we keep what we have. Now if you'll pardon me, I have some grocery shopping to do and crocheting needing my attention. Because I am going to ignore the stuff falling apart in my house for now.

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

I got a call today for a survey. I decided to let someone do their job for a change and not be ill mannered to the caller. There were demographic questions, including one about religious preference. She asked "Are you an evangelical or born-again christian?"

my answer: "Well you can only be born once." It forced her to rephrase the question to ask if I was Jewish, Protestant or Catholic. I guess I wasn't as well behaved as I initially set out to be then huh? She's probably one of those hellfire-and-brimstone types that believes that *I* will be going straight to hell as soon as I expire here on Earth. Bless her lil heart, she didn't realize she would be entertaining me when she called me today. *snort!* born was hard enough getting the spawn out of the uterus the first time, how do they expect to fit back in there later and not do damage?

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

STOP the merry-go-round

As much as I was ticked about how the whole work fiasco went down a month ago, it worked out for me. Reader's Digest version: I have a merchandising job, and I was removed from service with an account because of someone's inability to follow chain of command. He's an ass and it will come back to visit him later. I have to do nothing at all but move forward, because that is the absolute best way to prove to him that he didn't hurt me at all. I've finally gotten an application completed with another type of work, and now wait for the company to review my application. In the meantime, I have actually gotten extra work that makes up for some of the work that was taken from me. And now I will be covering someone else's assignments for the next month during resets for the other account, and while the other person's husband has surgery. Which might be about enough time to hear back from the other company. In addition to all this, and trying to keep up with the kids' homework, I've been in preparation mode for a retreat. I was on the presenting team, so there was a good lot of beforehand and behind-the-scenes work needing to be done. I didn't get much sleep (3 hours Friday, and 3 Saturday) plus my usual late night habits. Add to this, I was in CONSTANT motion all weekend. I was so wiped out that I didn't get out of bed Monday. I literally took my child to school in my pajamas. We were late, and I walked to the classroom looking like a total schlub. I got home and crawled back in bed. I didn't even have the energy to walk across the house to go to the bathroom. Today was better, but I'm a little sluggish still. I am working on a crochet project for a friend. I started it while I was at the car dealer waiting on some warranty work to be done last week. I got most of it done while I was there. It was a small item, and I was at the dealer a long time. So now I'm finishing my herbal tea and crawling back to bed soon...very very soon. I'm still exhausted.

Sunday, September 30, 2007

Hi, I'm the Wench and I'm addicted to yarn.....

I bought bookshelves to put in my youngest offspring's room. There were these wire cube things that weren't working so well in the bedroom. I wanted a skinny bookshelf tower thing like I had many moons ago that I wanted for my yarn stash in the den. I had it stuffed in many places. Well I couldn't find the exact thing I wanted in stores. I found something in Ikea that would've been great but it was $35, with $153 in shipping, and $11 in taxes. So since I'm not going to Atlanta anytime soon, and the store in Orlando doesn't open till November, I skipped it. Well I got the shelves Friday and assembled them that night. They went into the bedroom this morning and I excavated half the child's room. A new bed is needed, and we can't get to the room to replace it. For starters today I repiled the stuff, and cleared a spot for the yarn stash. I moved the stuff a bit in the offspring's room and placed the bookshelves in there. It's getting filled nicely. And I completely filled the cubes with yarn. I kid you not. I did not realize I had this much yarn. Now in my defense, some of it was purchased with the intention of gifting it to someone learning to crochet when they got the hang of it. I think I paid regular retail for almost none of it. Maybe one or two skeins/balls. In condensing all my yarn into one location, I discovered I have an addiction. And I must own up to it. I must use this stash before I can allow myself to get sucked into the vortex that is the yarn department at my local stores. Some of it was purchased with the intention of making Christmas presents. Back to the shelves....DH (dear husband) and I used to have a set of six cube shelves each in our old apartment because we had no dressers. We had a massive walk in closet that rivaled our current bathroom. Everything got hung up or folded and put on these shelves in this closet. Well when we moved in here we acquired dressers after a while. But when I used the wire crates, I used an extra shelf side to divide one crate in two. I used curling ribbon to make a shelf inside the crate. I found a second one in my adventure and made a crate with three shelves. It's on the top with the smaller balls of cotton, and crochet thread, and the nicer yarns. Notions are in a basket on the tip top. The bottom has books and patterns in a plastic bin. The other bottom shelf holds partial skeins/balls some with projects in progress that I acquired in this state. I have an entire cube with nothing but the giant cotton skeins as well as another entire cube with all the acrylic fiber yarn. Then there is the big rolling bag with the giant project in the works. It's very large. VERY. The other tote bag on top of that has a couple small projects in the works.

All told....I have approximately 60 skeins/balls of yarn. It's nice to have it all organized and in one place. It's not all that nice to realize I have an addiction to yarn on the cheap....DH saw it and said "uhh, you have quite a collection there". He'd been warned beforehand via phone about the numbers. Six feet of yarn stash and materials....Are there meetings for this? Hi, I'm the Wench, and I'm addicted to yarn. In two years time, I have amassed 60 skeins of yarn. This does not include the projects I've completed already. Some were gifts, some were kept.

Monday, September 17, 2007

Welcome to yet another blog

I decided to jump on this site and start a blog here. I'll probably still use myspace, but to be honest, that site just bogs down my computer with the heavy graphics and crap. I am still back in the Dinosaur Days in terms of technology. I don't need much in terms of geeky crap. I'm just geeky enough to get by, and weird enough to entertain. And crap....OH boy do I have loads of it in my life. Some of it will get posted here because I'm the mom and I said I can. Grownups have that privilege. Alas, with privilege comes responsibility. Responsibility in the forms of a job, household, laundry, meal know that saying...."chief cook and bottle washer". Add a million other things to that and you have me....and every other mom on the planet.
And for those of you that know me by another name.....the new one is not shunning anything. I just needed my own name that wasnt tied to anyone else, my job, or my relationship to someone. The phrase describes me quite aptly and I'm rather proud of my moniker. I came up with it all by myself. At least I didn't pee on the carpet - give me some credit.