Oops…forgot to pay the bill.
It turns out that when your monthly blog payment is declined, they take your blog away. Since I no longer have a bank account, (meet my husband, assasin of once good standing bank accounts) I had to sell some crap on eBay and switch to PayPal payments. So from what I got right now, we’re in the clear…for about 2 months.
I friggen died without my blog. I was so sad (in more ways than one). It’s SO good to be back. I know no one noticed I was gone…but we’ll pretend you did and you missed me terribly. So YAAAY I’M BACK!
Biggest thing on my mind right now? I quit my band last night. I’m bumming, though I know it is for the best. I’m not gonna bother getting into specifics, I’ll just leave it here: I don’t like the way decisions are made within the band and we never practice due to uncontrollable circumstances. I would have just sucked it up if I were more into the music we play, but I’m not excited about it the way the guys are, and that isn’t fair to them. So time to move on, albeit heavy hearted. I loved playing with those guys.
My tiny nugget of Knitting progress: I’ve seamed one side of Orangina! I have one side seam left, some blocking, and that project is FINALLY done. I don’t think I’m going to like it, but we’ll see. I may dye it black. We’ll see how bad the color looks against my skin.
After Orangina is done, I officially have NOTHING on my needles. I need to buy more DPNs for my next two sock patterns (why the hell do they only sell them in four-packs?) and I’ve wound my lace yarn into a ball for my shawl. I actually haven’t checked if I’m equipped with the right needle. I haven’t knit all week but I’m getting the itch again.
Have you seen the Sock Wars tournament on Yarn Monkey? She’s a genius. You “kill” people by knitting them pairs of socks, when they receive they’re “dead” and must send their unfinished sock to you so you can kill again. It’s kill or be killed. I think it’s an awesome idea. I may participate. She explains it much better, check it out! Last one standing gets swag!! The first rule of Sock Wars…you TALK about Sock Wars! Spread the word!
Anyone watch the Miss Universe thing last night? I hate myself for watching it but I only get NBC and well…I’m easily entertained. HOWEVER, I really feel MISS JAPAN GOT GIPPED!! She was adorable, she had the best costume, the best disposition, the loudest crowd response, and she spoke four frikken languages. When she walked around she wasn’t BEAUTY QUEEN, she was “having a ball” and I’m really disappointed Miss Puerto Rico won. I was also disgusted with how little they focus on the contestants humanitarian work and kindness now…I guess that got in the way of the fucking bikini contest. Ugh.
And now, less blabber…more photos!
First a tour of the new house!
Walking in the door, you come into the living room:
Here’s the living room from the other side with my amazing windows that usher in a whipping breeze even on the hottest days. We have no houses blocking the front or back of us and the cross-breeze is worth the rent alone!
Here’s the dining room, aka beer pong tourney pit.
Here’s my bedroom, well mostly my bed, couldn’t get the whole room in the frame. I could however, squeeze the annoying dog into the frame.
Feel free to grimace at the wallpaper. The landlady has no taste at all. Closer shot of my little corner of the room after my hammer I had my way with it.
And my bathroom. That’s right. MY BATHROOM. We have our own private bathroom. The other one is upstairs with Julie’s and the kids’ room. Julie has the disadvantage of sharing a small bathroom with the children BUT the advantage of never having to look at my cat litter box again! An advantage she embraced. The disadvantage for us…the bathroom is hidious. I hate blue…and I hate sea-themed bathrooms. My sink is a frikken sea shell. Eeeew
And my favorite…the view of the sunset I get every night from my big airy bedroom window…
No it isn’t a rolling mountain top…it’s a peaceful city view, and I love it. I live in an area called “Seven Hills”, when you walk to the top of the hills and turn around, you can see for miles. I will climb up there and snap a photo of the sunset soon. My friend TJ gets that view from his bathroom window, he lives in the “highlands” of seven hills.
Here’s some shots of the aftermath of the first beer pong party…I was too drunk to think of taking pictures of the ACTUAL party! Ooops.
The empties…
What happens when you leave a sharpie near drunk Tom…
How beer pong cups ended up on the roof, I don’t know…
It’s been a great few weeks for the knitting internet, the Knucks pattern in the new Knitty is the greatest thing ever, Brenda at Cast-On has a new podcast, Jacey over at Insubordiknit is on the mend after a surgery, there’s a new Knitting News Cast, The Sock Wars, and a new Magknits!
I also went buy now pay later Crafter’s Choice shopping. (Bad, but I racked up a lot of bonus points and reccommendation freebies so it was cheap!) I got Mason-Dixon Knits, The Crochet Answer Book, Art of Jewelry: Polymer Clay, the first Vogue Stitchionary, and 200 Knitted Blocks. I picked up the latter two because I’m really itching for small knits that will polish my skills.
PS-If anyone wants to join Crafter’s Choice (I love it) let me “reccommend you” and I’ll get a free book. Wouldn’t that be fun? haha.
I am officially hounding the Providence Roller Derby to let me sign up. Christine of Knitting for Boozehags fame is training my sorry, sorry ass and even got me doing cross-overs the other night. I’m really into the idea, it’s even got me itching to go back to the gym! There’s a bout this weekend, I’m excited!
The other day I got in a sewing mood. I made two more Laced up t-shirts, and this…Scarf Ace from Generation T (in a dirty mirror).
I also taught Zoe how to sew…more or less…she did great!
(I should point out that she dresses herself)
Not too shabby for a six-year-old designer!
Well I think that’s enough blabbing for me for now. If anyone’s still reading this, I’m impressed.
I leave you this time with a photo of Jon and Abbath, showing each other their teeth. Never a dull moment around here…or so many we must invent fun involving pissing off the dog.
