Kitten Belly

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I’ve been eating too much lately. I’m not talking about seven-meals-a-day-gonna-get-fat, but when I do eat (lunch, at work) I end up with the ginormous portions that make me feel too full like I need to lean back in my chair and rub my belly for a half hour. I don’t like it, but I keep forgetting that I don’t have to eat everything. I never used to have a problem being picky. I blame it on my sig.oth.

OK, so I’m leaving for the weekend to go to a knitting retreat put on by the Crazy Girl Yarn Shop so in my car is a box filled with yarn, needles, reference books, mastery instructions, all the unblocked swatches I’ve knitted so far, two dowels I plan on making into needles while I have access to woodworking tools, and some clothes, I think. I cannot wait to see my mom, and I cannot wait to spend the weekend knitting with her and a bunch of other people who will undoubtedly be able to give me some advice on my mastery stuff.

I called the shop today to see what classes and whatnot there would be this weekend, and she said the consensus was that everyone wanted a loosey-goosey environment, so there will be polymer clay to make buttons and bead stuff to make stitch holders, but not scheduled events. I don’t know if I’ll love that or hate it, but I’m just jazzed that I’ll be there. I doubt there will be any ability to remote blog, since we’re at a camping facility, but then again, I rarely blog on weekends!

Famoose

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Hey – you know what’s not a good idea? Shoving metal into your old piercing hole without a large tube of Neosporin around. It was cute for a day, and then it got unhappy. So it’s out again, Mom.
I posted the first seven completed swatches I knit for the master program on Flickr. I also posted the pictures I took of the yarn I Koolaid dyed. It was really easy – and all the pigment was sucked into the yarn,
leaving the water clear. That was my favorite part.

Feel free to post a comment about the swatches,
if ye have any knitting expertise. That means not you, Jake. You are to only make knitting puns.

Echo the CounselorDid I ever tell you about the time I was a Girl Scout camp counselor for Camp Little Cloud in Epworth,
Iowa? NASA had just discovered that the astronauts they were going to be recruiting for a Mars trip were approximately 9-11 years old, and pushed a big science/math initiative. I was trained by NASA scientists/educators on how to teach neat Mars/space/planet facts to kids. The photo is from our big field day. I was in charge of the baking soda/vinegar volcano that also doubled as a multi-layered, multi-colored homemade playdough mountain that we took rainbowalicious core samples of with straws!

Now I get NASA calling me on the horn all the time for model release forms so they can publish photos for educational material.

Bragging Rights

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Hey – you know what’s not a good idea? Shoving metal into your old piercing hole without a large tube of Neosporin around. It was cute for a day, and then it got unhappy. So it’s out again, Mom.
I posted the first seven completed swatches I knit for the master program on Flickr. I also posted the pictures I took of the yarn I Koolaid dyed. It was really easy – and all the pigment was sucked into the yarn,
leaving the water clear. That was my favorite part.

Feel free to post a comment about the swatches,
if ye have any knitting expertise. That means not you, Jake. You are to only make knitting puns.

There Is a Creator.

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You know when you’re kind of bored, and in the bathroom – and you end up tweezing off more eyebrow than you intended, or putting on all the makeup you have, or doing something complex to your hair, or spending inordinate amounts of time looking at the folds of your ear?

Last night I was pawing through my jewelry box. I have a surprising amount of jewelry, considering I never wear any of it, and the best part is it’s all held in a Caboodleâ„¢. I found my old belly ring, and wondered if the hole in the top of my belly button was still open.
belly ring
Turns out it still is. For the hell of it, I put in the smallest ring I have. It’s kind of cute, but it’s kind of stupid now that every 18-year-old has it too. *Taking an angry drag on a cigarette* Man, back when I had MINE done, no one else did, and it was COOL. *stub stub*
I just had my first graduate assistantship interview,
with the geology library. Rooooock!
I just read a NY Times article called A Critic Takes On the Logic of Female Orgasm. Apparently,
our orgasms serve no fertility or reproduction, meaing … and I quote … “The female orgasm is for fun.”

Fun!

Say “Raaa”.

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You know when you’re kind of bored, and in the bathroom – and you end up tweezing off more eyebrow than you intended, or putting on all the makeup you have, or doing something complex to your hair, or spending inordinate amounts of time looking at the folds of your ear?

Last night I was pawing through my jewelry box. I have a surprising amount of jewelry, considering I never wear any of it, and the best part is it’s all held in a Caboodleâ„¢. I found my old belly ring, and wondered if the hole in the top of my belly button was still open.
belly ring
Turns out it still is. For the hell of it, I put in the smallest ring I have. It’s kind of cute, but it’s kind of stupid now that every 18-year-old has it too. *Taking an angry drag on a cigarette* Man, back when I had MINE done, no one else did, and it was COOL. *stub stub*
I just had my first graduate assistantship interview,
with the geology library. Rooooock!

Thirteen

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You know when you’re kind of bored, and in the bathroom – and you end up tweezing off more eyebrow than you intended, or putting on all the makeup you have, or doing something complex to your hair, or spending inordinate amounts of time looking at the folds of your ear?

Last night I was pawing through my jewelry box. I have a surprising amount of jewelry, considering I never wear any of it, and the best part is it’s all held in a Caboodleâ„¢. I found my old belly ring, and wondered if the hole in the top of my belly button was still open.
belly ring
Turns out it still is. For the hell of it, I put in the smallest ring I have. It’s kind of cute, but it’s kind of stupid now that every 18-year-old has it too. *Taking an angry drag on a cigarette* Man, back when I had MINE done, no one else did, and it was COOL. *stub stub*

JoMo*

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I spent my weekend playing Not Pr0n and going to various theatre. Jason and I got comp tickets thanks to the ever-stickly Hannah.

Today I am going to see Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, again. Then I will continue to do what has consumed me. I will knit.

(I do have to interject that instead of knitting mastery swatches all weekend, I knit on the iPod cozy mastermind piece I have invented for Kate’n’Ade. I even shopped for a toggle, until SOMEBODY got to HOT in the CRAFT STORE.)

I am impatient for this week to be over, because I’m going home Thursday night to spend a three day weekend at a knitting retreat in Wyoming with my mom.

*Happy birthday to JoMo.

I was loaned a nounatron

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I almost forgot about Nounatron. Hey – did you know that when I was a little girl, people would stop my mom in McDonalds or wherever and ask if I was the little girl from Poltergeist? She said it happened quite frequently.

Then the girl died. Maybe if they do a “20 years later” Poltergeist, I could star in it. I’m serious! See for yourself!