Speedbumps

Does your emotional state affect your knitting? I find that if I am upset or stressed out, I'm not as apt to knit, even when I really need to. I don't know what it is, but if I'm having a bad day, I don't want to pick up my needles. Well, this week has been a perfect example. It's been a bad one. My truck is dying a very horrible death and I am so stressed. I haven't really knit all week (ok, well a little bit on Wednesday during girly-tv-knitting time), until today. Wanda saw a few of the baby hats that I had knit last year for the charity drive (I brought in the leftover ones for a drive at work) and she asked me to knit one for her new grandson. I told her to just take one of the ones that was already done. Then she mentioned that Alan wanted a plain black knit cap for Christmas and she offered to pay me to knit one as well as for the baby hat. So, I was finally inspired to sit down and knit today. I'm almost done with the hat; only an inch before I decrease. They're so fast that it wasn't really a problem to throw it in with my other Christmas knitting. I do need to get on the ball on Blaine's scarf, though. That's a whole other issue.....

Knitting is a violent sport

I was telling Travis that B and I had spent an entire weekend knitting. He, being the dork that he is, dreams up this crazy idea that B and I should knit competitively against each other. He was telling me how he had this vision of us sitting on the couch, furiously knitting and kicking each other and doing anything possible to sabotage each other. I said that we should make a Wii game out of it and he said that it would be like Guitar Hero "broken needle! tangled string!". LMAO. that would be awesome.

Selfish knitting

I don't get to do much of it. I am constantly surprised at how much of my knitting is given away. I've always been someone that likes to make things and buy things for my friends so it's really no mystery. I just really want to knit something for myself. This time of year is kind of a lost cause, but I've decided that Januray 1, 2008 marks a three month commitment to knitting for only me. I figure that will give me enough time to knit up a few things that I will still have enough cold weather to wear and I don't have any knitting commitments past Christmas.

B came up with a great idea. She said that we should pick some time every year and just knit something for each other off the other person's queue. That way, we'll have something that we want. :)

subconcious self-inflicted punishment

I cooked a delicious dinner last night. Lemon Rosemary chicken breast; juicy, tender, melt in your mouth. Roasted Root Vegetables; the perfect anti-dote to sunset at 4:30 pm. Perfect portions to stuff me for the night and leave me a lunch that wouldn't send me into a food coma at work the next day.

I lovingly packed up my leftovers, picking at the scraps on my plate, unable to resist the deliciousness that I had created and thought about how happy I would be come lunchtime the next day.

I must have known that I was going to be a slacker for the second night in a row and not knit.

I stumbled to the refrigerator this morning, collecting my goodies for the day and was confused that my leftovers container was not where I had left it. Well, with three roommates, things get moved around quite a bit so I shuffled some containers around and checked a couple of drawers...nothing. I stopped and thought about where I stuck it last night and I realized that I had no clear memory of actually putting it in the fridge. With absolute dread, I slowly scanned the dark kitchen and caught sight of several containers on the kitchen counter. I didn't want to, but I knew that one of them had my precious leftovers in it. Indeed, there sat my lovingly prepared dinner/lunch, rotting on the counter.

I will knit tonight, come hell or highwater....or shiny distractions.

I dream of knitting...ok, well, knitting blogs anyway

I guess spending an hour before bed starting this blog really set me up for some funky ass dreams. Amongst other not-to-be-mentioned odd dreamings, I remember a snippet in which some snatchy blogger left a comment here and said "as soon as you post some pictures of your knitting, we'll think about making you a part of the community.". So, yeah. I definitely don't want my membership to the knitting community to be questioned, so I'll be getting some posts up soon.

BTW, I checked my place in line at Ravelry and I haven't moved at all since yesterday. AAAGGHHh!! Meeee waaaaant!!!

I really should be knitting instead of blogging. I have so much to do before Christmas!!

I am impatient

So here I am....waiting...very impatiently and not by choice. I am an instant gratification kind of girl. I want it all, now. What am I waiting for this time? My Ravelry invite. Ok, not only am I impatient, but I am bit fickle and flighty when it comes to projects and novel things. And this leads us directly here. Here I am, appeasing a tiny portion of my intense agitation by doing something at least remotely related to Ravelry. One step closer.

So sleepy...more...*yaaaawn*....later....zzzzzzz