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This year for Lent I decided to give up social media, primarily Facebook and Twitter. I’ve noticed that after being on both platforms, I always felt like crap. Politics depresses me; so much clickbait on FB (my fault for liking so many things) and all the “I’m on vacation! My kid did this! I’m awesome!” posts made me feel worse about myself as a parent and a person. So. I decided to step away for 40 days and use the time for other things. Knitting. Reading. Cleaning the house and Kon Mari-ing (cringing as I write that last one). So far I’ve been FB and Twitter free for 4 days, and I’m doing ok. Lots of people don’t do social media, so I should be ok.<br />
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A lot has happened since I’ve written here. Some good stuff. Some really good stuff. Some crappy stuff. Some unbelievably awful stuff. Since I used FB and Twitter as places to vent, I thought I’d zombify my blog and start writing again. </div>
knit one, knit twohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17043204315202185168noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1734007559296213683.post-14968981991094502812016-03-05T01:46:00.001-05:002016-03-05T01:56:16.827-05:00Hai.It's been a long time since I've written here, and I thought maybe writing would help me work out some things that have been on my mind. <div><br></div><div>A lot of things have happened in the past 18 months. Firstly, the kiddos started school full time and currently are in the first grade. Freddie enjoys school and does pretty well. Petunia is struggling. She's a whiz at math but has a hard time with reading. It's hard for me to watch her struggle as I've always loved reading and am a huge bookworm. Both she and Freddie are getting extra help for it but I hate to see her struggle. </div><div><br></div><div>The Boy is in sixth grade and preparing for junior high next year. He's learning to play the drums and recently started phase 2 of his braces. He's a great kid, doing really well in his classes. He has his moments but he is almost a teenager so it's normal. </div><div><br></div><div>Hubby is hubby, still working for the Man and bringing home the bacon. He lost over 50 pounds over the past year by walking 10,000 steps a day and eating a very low carb/high protein diet. His blood sugars dropped nearly 100 points and his cholesterol improved. I'm so proud that he is paying attention to staying healthy. </div><div><br></div><div>Then there's me. Health wise nothing's new - my diabetes is controlled although it could be much better. Hubby has taken over cooking duties of late to accommodate his diet and my eating habits have improved as a result. I still love my pasta but I don't eat it as often. Some foods turn me right off! I still go to the gym, not as often as I'd like, but I still do the weight machines and added the recumbent bike to my workout. I went down a pant size! The weight loss is slow and hard for me as PCOS makes things a challenge but I am trying to be mindful and listen to my body to figure out its needs. </div><div><br></div><div>A broken toe (plus surgery for it), a uterine ablation and a badly sprained ankle didn't help with my gym goals. Coupled with crap sleep and over active brain weasels some days are an effort to have any spoons. </div><div><br></div><div>I hadn't been knitting for a while. I often went to knit night with little progress from one week to the next. Last year I completed 12 projects, a disappointment for me as I had so many things to knit and no spoons to complete them. I made a goal for this year to knit every day, even if it was only a couple of rows, and to complete at least one project a month. So far I made a hat and a pair of mitts in January, no projects for February but I'll be finishing a shawl this weekend (hopefully!) and am well through another shawl project and a cowl. I participated in a MKAL which helped as it gave me goals to knit each week. Hopefully this means I have my knitting mojo back!</div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>Of course with the good days there are bad days. My SiL is getting divorced. The situation blindsided all of us (SiL included). </div><div><br></div><div>Lastly, my FiL died suddenly after thanksgiving. He had a cardiac event while he was driving home from a meeting. Thankfully no one else was injured. I am still trying to process his passing. Most days I'm ok until something reminds me that he is gone. I think deep down I am depressed as I spend most of my days sleeping, watching crap tv or playing solitaire on my iPad. Some days it is an effort to get up. This was another reason I wanted to get back to knitting as I needed something g to soothe my broken heart. </div><div><br></div><div>I worry about hubby as he has taken over as the male head of the family. He helps his mom a lot and I know he worries a lot about his sister, the kids and me. I worry that the extra stress will hurt him. But I cannot allow the worries and what-ifs take over my thoughts so I support him the best that I can. And I pray that our family will find peace and strength.</div>knit one, knit twohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17043204315202185168noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1734007559296213683.post-49102250586875575572014-07-30T21:08:00.001-04:002014-07-30T21:10:34.091-04:00Pieces of meEver feel like you're being pulled into a million pieces by kids...husband...parents...friends...church...life itself? <div><br></div><div>I think even my soul is shredded. </div><div><br></div><div>Sitting on my porch, listening to the rain, trying hard not to cry for the third time in less than two hours. It's hard to be alone when everyone wants a piece of you. 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knit one, knit twohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17043204315202185168noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1734007559296213683.post-24234114215740591392014-07-01T00:00:00.000-04:002014-07-01T00:00:08.267-04:00All the colors<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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There are many parent blogs that have "day in the life" memes. Once a week or month, the author shares a written snapshot of their day. Some bloggers appear to live Martha Stewart/Pinterest lives, while others offer up chaotic days. I'd like to think that my ramblings are a blend of the two; my family is not perfect, but it's not a helter-skelter household either. </div>
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To be honest, it's the "perfect" blogs that get me down. Posts that show homes decorated meticulously for the season and moms with gaggles of kids who crank out the knit goods - they seem too good to be true. Perhaps they are - maybe they have life figured out. Maybe they have something to prove. Maybe their lives are as crazy as mine and they hide behind a facade. </div>
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I'm a "warts and all" person. While some things aren't public domain, I have nothing to hide. Over the years I've written about things many might find uncomfortable - my miscarriages, my twins pregnancy, my chronic health issues, my questions about faith. I write to get stuff out of my system - a mental purge if you will. It's daunting putting my thoughts out there, but I often feel better becos of it. </div>
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I'm thinking about publishing a series of post about midlife on my blog. I turned 40 this year, and as I explained to hubby, it feels like a switch clicked in my mind about life. Things that used to be a Big Deal aren't anymore, while new, different things are worming their way into my conscience. Doubtful anyone cares about the way a middle aged lady thinks anymore, but there it is. </div>
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knit one, knit twohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17043204315202185168noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1734007559296213683.post-69559137091728706882014-06-27T00:00:00.000-04:002014-06-27T00:00:00.753-04:00Patterns<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I am knitting a pair of socks. I am using nancy bush's gentleman socks in the ringwood pattern. Grumperina knitted socks in that pattern, and i thought I'd make my next pair with it as well. I was delighted to find that I actually HAD the pattern, in a book that I bought years ago but never used. </div>
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I have <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">2253 patterns in my ravelry library. This includes pattern books I entered over the years plus online patterns I have purchased or gotten for free. </span><br />
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I follow a few threads where ravelers post both free and paid patterns that become free with a code word. The pattern section also has a highlight section that recommends newly released patterns that may be of interest. So, if you like knitting cowls or fancy stranded colorwork, the highlights will recommend patterns that feature your interests. I have found many beautiful patterns this way as well. Now wonder my queue and favorites is so big!</div>
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So, patterns. Lately I use my iPad for storing patterns. Another friend also uses her iPad for reading patterns, although many of hers are screen shots she takes of them. My other friends have paper patterns, which they store in plastic sheets in big binders. I used to store my patterns like that too, until I outgrew the binder and went to envelope pouches. I also outgrew those. Someday I should scan the patterns onto my computer so I have backups, can view the pattern online via Dropbox, and put the paper patterns in storage. What a day that will be! I have a ton of patterns!</div>
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Ever buy a book of patterns where you only wanted or liked a couple of patterns? By purchasing patterns online, sometimes I'm able to buy the pattern I like. I realize that buying the book is much cheaper than buying a la carte, but I'd rather save space than spend money for a bunch of patterns I really didn't want. </div>
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I'm quickly becoming a nail in the book and publishing coffin as I move to online books and publishing. We canceled our newspaper last month, and I now read it online. Lately I've been buying more books for my kindle as my bookshelves are stuffed. I also like how light my bag feels as I'm not hauling a bunch of books on trips. I told hubby that as magazine subscriptions become due, I'll choose to either go online or cancel outright. It saddens me to do this, the bookworm who loves the smell of books and feel of paper between my fingertips. Saving money and also space and time are behind many of these decisions. </div>
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knit one, knit twohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17043204315202185168noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1734007559296213683.post-9400803028878381072014-06-25T00:00:00.000-04:002014-06-25T12:46:39.038-04:00Molly<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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We've gotten dumped on at least once a week since December. Just as it melts we have another storm. Throw in sub zero days and you've got one miserable winter. Whoever asked for all this snow got their wish. </div><div><br></div><div>Petunia helping hubby shovel shortly after new year's...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCmQ9vRcN-_L6KzOXxCcIOJ7BQmTYudKMnX1d4FJY1a0FobNTWV1iFz6lef-sFtOkldkKzxsBk043woz64WEb3FSBP1v_qBrDJamxGODFEeVYLWXM-c7nvx3r3hmIa4BGy2lfhqqW_Bgt9/s640/blogger-image--241013174.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCmQ9vRcN-_L6KzOXxCcIOJ7BQmTYudKMnX1d4FJY1a0FobNTWV1iFz6lef-sFtOkldkKzxsBk043woz64WEb3FSBP1v_qBrDJamxGODFEeVYLWXM-c7nvx3r3hmIa4BGy2lfhqqW_Bgt9/s640/blogger-image--241013174.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">First big snow of 2014. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWnCVo0pwKq6ojEwQHaytKg0O9_07DSXZXtKYaxv2iJGSk9ozFTuErDd-cjUxSNmImsE794Hwl-hCyjvwWCA4gn5TNcIDkx_NaIgM2wjYLdnnzqh8FC8QGsZErP45Mw9D5OWjf7NZLeghF/s640/blogger-image-507469528.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWnCVo0pwKq6ojEwQHaytKg0O9_07DSXZXtKYaxv2iJGSk9ozFTuErDd-cjUxSNmImsE794Hwl-hCyjvwWCA4gn5TNcIDkx_NaIgM2wjYLdnnzqh8FC8QGsZErP45Mw9D5OWjf7NZLeghF/s640/blogger-image-507469528.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">After the big storm two weeks ago. Our neighbor plows our parking space with his gator but this pile had no where to go. Ugh!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVD709Fk08atZawfQwMZzZp1ql3WmJD79Y81CLBzNjD0n9ogQiJY-tPJ38hgDTgz7mwH-hAzRbrDlw82fn9yFctZt3QbJRbo26KOWNVvDkcSLpL44hByT6KGITsICJUnpu8Vqgq3LZunTE/s640/blogger-image-262795406.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVD709Fk08atZawfQwMZzZp1ql3WmJD79Y81CLBzNjD0n9ogQiJY-tPJ38hgDTgz7mwH-hAzRbrDlw82fn9yFctZt3QbJRbo26KOWNVvDkcSLpL44hByT6KGITsICJUnpu8Vqgq3LZunTE/s640/blogger-image-262795406.jpg"></a></div><div><br></div>This Saturday's snow. Four inches my foot. More like ten! The kids are standing on my tomato barrel in the back yard. We haven't had this much snow in years. <br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC1WovNQKrbmU0YR2b9GWdsP_ULCGGngTRprxkG1bJpMgZC95lpSdLSVX1NRf11uTDvPBK-KF2dbDRPE27bLh9HXqePWAcZlE27u8cxZzJ5NXvyp5tJ2OXJGZt1oZBvgzBn8AFmXt-ksX_/s640/blogger-image--503589137.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC1WovNQKrbmU0YR2b9GWdsP_ULCGGngTRprxkG1bJpMgZC95lpSdLSVX1NRf11uTDvPBK-KF2dbDRPE27bLh9HXqePWAcZlE27u8cxZzJ5NXvyp5tJ2OXJGZt1oZBvgzBn8AFmXt-ksX_/s640/blogger-image--503589137.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">This huge pile is courtesy of our driveway. The last time I saw a snow pile this tall was during my senior year in college in 1996. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5jtaa4oZ4LtmnhywnXnsF-y7N4DHk-a6_nKk6UmQF1sZ5wvluFmI9IO-7DAXQ5F9PYVAqWkiXcEv5uy-NCaUk5xJp25ddJAC1chfBmo-Ux21KMJ_yFijm8ld5MqwEzf5AOgkCMhtgJapz/s640/blogger-image-954269467.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5jtaa4oZ4LtmnhywnXnsF-y7N4DHk-a6_nKk6UmQF1sZ5wvluFmI9IO-7DAXQ5F9PYVAqWkiXcEv5uy-NCaUk5xJp25ddJAC1chfBmo-Ux21KMJ_yFijm8ld5MqwEzf5AOgkCMhtgJapz/s640/blogger-image-954269467.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div>I played outside with the kids. We made snow angels and tried to make snowballs. <br><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQdM14Wnwy6nwzxcdy6HdBPu7Onwn-4aN8fO0CzrL0jE-qTINOTdZbQom8dnAlHEMf6uHbIs6-p8pCinS7rOJb0YToqSi4y23cJd2ajjzoPEOmqLEcB-G8YQq0vHI1bVGXsqyskPRoTrGb/s640/blogger-image--1746299114.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQdM14Wnwy6nwzxcdy6HdBPu7Onwn-4aN8fO0CzrL0jE-qTINOTdZbQom8dnAlHEMf6uHbIs6-p8pCinS7rOJb0YToqSi4y23cJd2ajjzoPEOmqLEcB-G8YQq0vHI1bVGXsqyskPRoTrGb/s640/blogger-image--1746299114.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Found this little guy nestled at the base of our apple tree. Poor thing was shivering. Even he agrees that this weather is for the birds!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmO3OtWXphKaYvspRlnQoSirvM7Ejaud2zpcAqEWi-AtpZqz7L6V_zzj_MdSnDpkL-xmZZ-fTCXhTKvr1gBWjmj3yhp36fbRhDjrQrgTAY2q4_2kJZ5SgJqs4NvY6k56LltwLMAy2KK-ld/s640/blogger-image-534755185.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmO3OtWXphKaYvspRlnQoSirvM7Ejaud2zpcAqEWi-AtpZqz7L6V_zzj_MdSnDpkL-xmZZ-fTCXhTKvr1gBWjmj3yhp36fbRhDjrQrgTAY2q4_2kJZ5SgJqs4NvY6k56LltwLMAy2KK-ld/s640/blogger-image-534755185.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I don't have pictures of our alley which is one big pile of snow and ice. I realize the borough's concern is the main streets but I wish they'd do a few extra passes in our alley and spread salt or cinders. I fell on some hidden ice walking to church on Sunday and I'm still feeling sore today. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The kids missed a few days of school and had several delays. We lost one day for presidents' weekend and I don't know when we'll make up last week's missed day. I think we'll lose a day at Easter but I wouldn't be surprised if we go well into June. We're barely past the middle of February and there's still risk of more snow! I remember getting snow in April! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The snow days haven't been a complete waste. The kids enjoy playing outside end enjoy the cups of hot chocolate that wait for them when they come inside. Knitting feels cozy with snow fall. Probably my favorite thing about snowfall is the sound - or lack of it. I love to hear the whisper of flakes falling, a quiet stirring in the trees. </div>knit one, knit twohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17043204315202185168noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1734007559296213683.post-16947987273390440982014-01-17T11:17:00.000-05:002014-01-17T11:17:13.470-05:00I can make a rainbow too<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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If you've noticed a pattern with the yarn and cardi, you're right. I'm prepping for the <a href="http://www.ravelry.com/groups/ravellenic-winter-games-2014">ravellenic winter games</a> on ravelry! One of the themes of the games this year is knitting with rainbow dyed yarn, or knitting a rainbow project, as a reaction to the anti-homosexual laws passed in Russia. I dug through the stash and found yarn frogged from a long knitted hat. Then I remembered another hat that never fit right, so I frogged again. </div>
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The bus let us off at Times Square, and had over an hour to kill before lunch. We checked out the Disney store and tRu and rode the Ferris wheel there. Outside we saw these characters, and I exclaimed "look, it's Mario!" and the poor kid got accosted by not only Mario but also woody and hello kitty! We didn't know we had to tip them and woody kept making "more!" gestures. I was annoyed since we only wanted Mario's picture but didn't know better. </div>
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Then it was lunchtime and we ate at Hard Rock Cafe. I would have preferred a hole in the wall or a good Jewish deli but the kid is super picky, and I thought he'd enjoy the atmosphere. He got chicken fingers and this huge ice cream brownie sundae that we helped him devour. He loved eating there.</div>
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It was a long and tiring day, but we had a good time. The bus trip is sponsored by my folks' church, and we plan to go again. Next time we'll take in a show since it won't be necessary to visit the touristy spots. Hubby and I talk about planning a small vacation there, staying in New Jersey and taking the train back and forth, and taking in a show, visiting the museums and Central Park. I so wanted to see strawberry fields, but time was limited. Ah well. It was a fun day, and I'm sure the boy will never forget it. </div>
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I have this recurring dream. I dream that I'm at my old church. Sometimes the church is full of people, sometimes it is empty. Sometimes the place doesn't look like my church, but it just feels like it.<br>
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I am angry in all of my dreams. Sometimes it's directed at a specific person or persons, but mostly at nobody. </div>
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My anger turns to rage, and I verbally lash out. I usually scream eff you and give the middle finger. Sometimes I add more filthy language to the f-bomb, and in one dream I actually threw a boulder at someone. But mostly I swear, flip the bird to the person I'm angry at (and in a few dreams, the pulpit itself) then turn on my heel and walk out of the church. </div>
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I've had this dream for months and it's really bugging the heck out of me. This is no garden variety dream - I think it's trying to tell me something. I used to think my school dreams were bad but this makes me feel horrible. </div>
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I thought I was moving away from the anger and sadness of the loss of my old church. I accepted the fact that my family is no longer welcome there. We are acclimated to our new one and are becoming active in it. The people there are nice and seem to like us and the kids. The kids are flourishing in Sunday school and children's choir, and we like our Sunday school class . But still, as a new member I feel a bit like an outsider. </div>
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My parents seem settled in their new church. They enjoy their Sunday school class and dad joined the sawdust ministry. Occasionally they take the kids to church and often get compliments on how well behaved they are. (When I hear this, I swear they are talking about other kids. My kids are noisy and pick at one another. If it's not one, it's another!)</div>
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New knitting bag, becos, OWLS!,</div>
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There were about a dozen of us in the class. The majority of the students wanted to learn crochet in an effort to embellish their knits. My reason? To learn granny squares, so I could use up stash. And to understand crochet stitches.<br />
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This is just one of the blanket squares I made. I completed squares of single and double crochet, and hope to make triple and half double crochet squares. Then...fancy pattern crochet squares! </div>
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I know there are as many crochet snobs as knit snobs, but I've never found either craft to be superior to the other. I crank out more squares crocheting than I ever did knitting (and I am a slow crocheter!) I crochet seams together becos it seems easier than whip stitching or mattress stitching them together. Crochet also consumes more fiber than knitting, so I hope to stash down as I make the charity squares. </div>
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Being a pretty staunch knitter, crocheting makes me feel deviant. I hope that changes soon, I like having new crafting skills!</div>
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Someone turned ten recently!<br />
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The boy had two bday celebrations. My parents treated him (plus us) to a weekend long party where we spent a morning at chuck e cheese, picked books at Barnes and noble, and swam at the hotel pool. Hubby and I took him to tRu where he picked up sonic the hedgehog figures and figures from another cartoon (adventure time? Can't remember). </div>
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Kid made out like a bandit gift wise. Sketchbooks, including two kits on drawing superheroes, a clue game, and clothes. He got gift cards from my ILs and aunt to get games or movies from amazon. </div>
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He took cake cookies to school for snack, and on his actual bday, ate at our favorite Mexican restaurant, watched movies and played wii. Not a bad bday!</div>
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Some days I still see the little boy who loved going to the library. I see him snuggling his snoopy in the bed that the kiddos now share, in the room that was once his. I hear him giving fire and brimstone sermons at his grandfathers' pulpits; racing around the sanctuary, his own private playground. </div>
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I am so proud of my boy. So smart, bringing home a's and b's from school. So funny, telling jokes, making funny faces, acting like a goofball. He is also kind, helping out a classmate, a grandparent, his brother or sister. I'm proud of the young man he is quickly becoming. </div>
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Happy birthday big kid! I love you very much!</div>
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knit one, knit twohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17043204315202185168noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1734007559296213683.post-9700659698513102422013-10-06T15:31:00.000-04:002013-10-06T15:33:18.177-04:00This is only a test<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">I am trying to blog on my iPad with the blogger app. Let's see if this works!</span></div>
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kiddos turned four years old a few weeks ago. <div>
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birthday cake at nan and pap's house. we went to knoebels earlier in the day and drove to their house afterward for a little party. freddie wasn't feeling well - feverish, quiet, mopey. he acted that way at the park, and he all but took a nap on me at my folks' house. little did we know...<br /><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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a few days later, on their actual birthday, freddie's fever was gone but he had sore throat, little appetite and was still tired. now petunia came down with the same sick. fever, tired, unfocused. they had their annual checkup that morning and the doctor said that summer virus was going around, with no treatment except for tylenol for the fever and aches and ice pops and ice cream for the sore throat. happy bday kids!! <br />
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the next day they felt up to cake. petunia still had fever but felt a little perkier, freddie was getting his energy back, and now big kid was sick - he actually cried that he felt so bad, and it takes a lot to make my boy cry. fun times!<br />
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i can't get over how grown up they are, now that they are four years old. i still look at my kids and think they should only be toddlers. it doesn't seem long ago that they were just tiny little babies.<br />
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knit one, knit twohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17043204315202185168noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1734007559296213683.post-47553375310961763852013-08-23T14:49:00.001-04:002013-10-11T12:34:53.468-04:00{this moment}<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;">{this moment} - a friday ritual. a single photo - no words - capturing a moment from the week. a simple, special, extraordinary moment. a moment i want to pause, savor and remember. </span></i><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;">this feature is inspired by <a href="http://www.soulemama.com/soulemama/">soulemama</a>.</span></i><br />
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knit one, knit twohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17043204315202185168noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1734007559296213683.post-37756413603096080002013-08-04T17:07:00.001-04:002013-08-04T17:07:56.750-04:00where did summer go?<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
i would like to know!<br />
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the kids go back to school in a few weeks. it feels like they just got out of school! we had a busy summer, with the kids going to three bible schools, the boy went to church camp, and trips to the playground and bike park filled our days. </div>
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yet again, the summer got away from me and i didn't get to do things i'd planned. missed some movies, didn't get to go to the pool (the boy had two free swim passes, and we didn't get to go during the last heat wave, and now that the weather is cooler - low 80s, upper 70s - feel too cool to swim. we went to knoebels a few times, and we will go a few more in the future, but we didn't get to swim there either. we wanted to go on a few outings - to the crayola crayon factory, to choo choo barn - but we couldn't get our schedules to work. </div>
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my garden did pretty well this summer, but the heat wave and blight took its toll on my tomatoes. my grape tomato plants are all but dead, and my heirloom plants are slowly dying. my roma tomato plants are steadily producing, and i froze the ones i picked in anticipation of making tomato sauce in a few weeks. my cucumber plants are doing pretty well, and i've made pickles with some of them. next year i'm going to change the layout of my plants, add a bush cucumber plant, and keep track of the apples. i want to make pectin with them, but all summer they fell on the ground and instantly turned wormy. still have my eye on my pears. they're still a bit small, so they should be ready soon.</div>
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i canned pickles this past week. i made bread and butter pickles, dill pickles and kosher pickles. i'd like to do another batch of bread and butter pickles. i also made a batch of mixed berry jelly - i picked up raspberries, blackberries and blueberries at market and decided to make a jelly out of them. holy crow, did that jelly come out great! <br />
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i haven't been knitting much this summer - too tired, too hot, and wavering mojo. i finished my <a href="http://www.ravelry.com/projects/k1k2/the-age-of-brass-and-steam-kerchief">age of brass and steam shawl</a> with <a href="http://www.ravelry.com/yarns/library/fiber-optic-yarns-paintbox-gradient-kasmir-yarn">fiber optic yarns paintbox gradient kasmir yarn</a>. <br />
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i made petunia a cardi - remind me to not make a pieced sweater again! piecing a sweater together is a pita! i'm in the process of knitting freddie's, so i get to piece another one! i'm contemplating knitting a sweater for the boy. his will be a top down seamless sweater, as bob is my witness!<br />
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i have some shawls in the queue, and a lot of WIPs to finish. i'm hoping to get some knit time in when the kiddos go to school - they'll be in school three mornings a week, so i should be able to eke out some knit time there.<br />
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the boy went to the library a few times for their summer program, and i took the kiddos once, but the kids who attended were babies/early toddlers. the program met in the library that day, and the room we were in was too crowded with parents and kids. the kiddos were actually BORED. maybe next year, i can get my act together, and send the kids to the same program!<br />
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we took the kids to a couple baseball games - we left the first one becos i had a nasty case of hives, and hubby took the boy to see another game. the kiddos seemed to enjoy the game; the big kid has always liked going to games. <br />
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i'm looking forward to the kids going to school. i think the kids are looking forward to the school routine too. it's tough entertaining three kids with different interests. we watched a lot of dvds, and hubby took the kids to the playground and the "bike park" to give me a little break. <br />
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i have so many plans for when school starts! the house needs a deep cleaning. i have a lot of outgrown toys and clothes to go through and send to consignment or pack in deep storage. i get to go to the gym three times a week! i haven't gone <i>all summer</i>! i planned to go early in the morning, before hubby went to work, but i either slept in or had the groggies and couldn't get it together. oops. so i gotta get back on the exercise routine. i feel better when i do! <br />
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knit one, knit twohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17043204315202185168noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1734007559296213683.post-69592130333609395182013-06-30T17:44:00.000-04:002013-06-30T17:44:06.897-04:00catching up<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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the verdant gryphon had a codex update, and i bought the devil's dictionary. at first i was thinking a shrug sweater but i think it really wants to be a shawl.<br />
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i'm going to KDO again this fall and am taking a steeks class and a intro to crochet (!!) class. here is my homework (i still have a seed stitch square to do. i loathe seed stitch.)<br />
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it's canning time again, so i made two kinds of strawberry jam, two kinds of cherry jam, and black forest jam (cherry and chocolate and almond, yum!). i'm hoping to add some sliced and whole fruit and veggies to my canning, provided i can find a pressure canner.<br />
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i got serious about my garden this year and planted three heirloom tomato plants, three roma tomato plants (for sauce!), two pepper plants, two cucumber plants, and a couple of herbs. i have some dill drying down cellar, picked two huge (albeit green) heirloom tomatoes and downed these little beauties. mother nature has been kind to our garden and has kept our rain barrels full, so we don't have to rely on our public water. i also shredded irish spring soap to deter the squirrels (still finding holes, the little dirtballs!) and bought slug repellent to chase the slugs away (might be working?) i also planted my usual variety of flowers and they are flourishing as well.<br />
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speaking of rain barrels, i finally painted these after looking at their gaudy blue exteriors for nearly four years. now they blend in with the scenery.<br />
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my mojo wavered quite a bit, so i read. a lot. and i have more to go.<br />
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the kids keep me hopping. school has been out for nearly a month, and in that time they attended two bible schools (our church and my parents' church), celebrated the end of school with a trip to chuck e cheese and the book store, and play with the neighbor kid.</div>
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the kiddos enjoy visits to the park...<br />
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they graduated from preschool (the three year old class, anyway...)<br />
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and freddie is obsessed with the movie <i>cars</i>. we watch it at least once a day, sometimes twice. the kid can do movie karaoke with it, and <i>i</i> actually have a couple favorite scenes and songs. <br />
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the kids are learning to ride bike. petunia quickly learned and often flies past her brothers. freddie is more content with his trike. not to be outdone by the kiddos, the boy is learning to ride too. they ride up at my parents' house, who live across from a large cemetery, the same one where i learned to ride my bike. they ride around in circles and sometimes take a tumble, but i'm glad that they are getting exercise. <br />
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the boy participated in his second soapbox derby. he said he didn't care that he didn't place, he enjoyed just doing it. <br />
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this summer the boy will be going to church camp. it's his first time away from home without family. he's a little nervous, but i think he'll have fun.<br />
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prolly the kids' favorite summer activity - playing in our backyard. <br />
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we have other activities planned for the summer - visits to knoebels, summer reading at the library, sleeping over at grandparents' homes and a family picnic with hubby's extended family. before we know it, we will be shopping for notebooks and pencils, new sneakers and jeans, and trading evening play in the yard for settling down for homework and early bedtimes. there's so much left to do, and i don't want to miss anything!</div>
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