A reminder of some good advice

Posted in November, but some things to think about in 2008:

Snagged from JenLa.

Mighty Fine Advice

1. Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully.

2. Marry someone you love to talk to. As you get older, their conversational skills will be as important as any other.

3. Don’t believe all you hear, spend all you have, or sleep all you want.

4. When you say, “I love you,” mean it.

5. When you say, “I’m sorry,” look the person in the eye.

6. Be engaged at least six months before you get married.

7. Believe in love at first sight.

8. Never laugh at anyone’s dream. People who don’t have dreams don’t have much.

9. Love deeply and passionately. You might get hurt but it’s the only way to live life completely.

10. In disagreements, fight fairly. No name calling.

11. Don’t judge people by their relatives. (Can I get a HUGE amen?)

12. Talk slowly but think quickly.

14. When someone asks you a question you don’t want to answer, smile and ask, “Why do you want to know?” (awesome!)

15. Remember that great love and great achievements involve great risk.

16. Say “Bless you” when you hear someone sneeze.

17. When you lose, don’t lose the lesson.

18. Remember the three R’s: Respect for self; Respect for others; and Responsibility for all your actions.

19. Don’t let a little dispute injure a great friendship.

20. When you realize you’ve made a mistake, take immediate steps to correct it.

21. Smile when picking up the phone. The caller will hear it in your voice.

22. Spend some time alone.

river - joni mitchell

Its coming on christmas
Theyre cutting down trees
Theyre putting up reindeer
And singing songs of joy and peace
Oh I wish I had a river
I could skate away on
But it dont snow here
It stays pretty green
Im going to make a lot of money
Then Im going to quit this crazy scene
I wish I had a river
I could skate away on
I wish I had a river so long
I would teach my feet to fly
Oh I wish I had a river
I could skate away on
I made my baby cry

He tried hard to help me
You know, he put me at ease
And he loved me so naughty
Made me weak in the knees
Oh I wish I had a river
I could skate away on
Im so hard to handle
Im selfish and Im sad
Now Ive gone and lost the best baby
That I ever had
Oh I wish I had a river
I could skate away on
I wish I had a river so long
I would teach my feet to fly
Oh I wish I had a river
I made my baby say goodbye

Its coming on christmas
Theyre cutting down trees
Theyre putting up reindeer
And singing songs of joy and peace
I wish I had a river
I could skate away on

It’s one of those days. Woke up this morning and it was snowing. I’m sorry, but the forecast yesterday said boo about snowing, so they got that one wrong. Anyways, it was snowing. And of course people act like they’ve never seen snow before – which I don’t get because this is New England, and every year like clockwork it snows. You could almost set your watch by the snowfall here. So why do they all act like this is a new phenomenon? It’s not. Get over it.



I’ve felt off all day. Kind of all revved up – tired – punchy – short attention span – dizzy – light headed – off balance. Can’t figure out what is wrong with me. Feel like if I went to dance class I’d fall and fall spectactularly. Probably hurt myself, and that’s not good. Especially since I slipped and almost fell outside today while walking to Starbucks – needed Peppermint Hot Chocolate (that’s my one downfall in the holiday season).



I’ve like had it though with people. Yesterday I went and ran errands, and people were STOPPING in the aisles to stop and look at NOTHING. Or to talk on their cell phones. And there were people who needed to get by them (like me). And it was everywhere – Old Navy, Michael’s, AC Moore, Shaw’s grocery. EVERYWHERE. And the stock clerk in Shaw’s told me he felt my pain.



I finished my Argosy scarf yesterday, and screwed up section 3 of the pattern. But I did not rip it out. Nope, I finished it, bound it off, lightly steamed it and decided to wear it today. It’s so minor that unless you’re looking for it, you’d never notice. And it’s not a gift for anyone, it’s for me. I’m more than happy with it, which is all that matters. It makes me want to make another one. In different colors. Like purple and pink and brown. *off to hunt for Noro Silk Garden Lite in 2013 . . . *

You Are a Gingerbread House

A little spicy and a little sweet, anyone would like to be lost in the woods with you.

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Your Brain is Orange

Of all the brain types, yours is the quickest. You are usually thinking a mile a minute, and you could be thinking about anything at all. Your thoughts are often scattered and random - but they're also a lot of fun! You tend to spend a lot of time thinking about esoteric subjects, the meaning of life, and pop culture.

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Who knew?

heeeee! ;)

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letter

I had posted a variation on the following a while back, then yanked it due to circumstances. There is no name atributed to the person I wrote this to, 'cause though I'm pissed, he doesn't deserve any retribution.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX


Dear X,

First off, thank you for helping me purchase my new car. I love it. What I liked even better was that when I went looking for a new car, you were the only salesperson who treated me like I was the buyer – and didn't ask me where my boyfriend/husband/brother/father was. You figured out straightaway that it was my car, therefore you talk to me. That was a pleasant surprise, and was the turning point as to why I bought the car I did. I’m sure that’s why you’re good at your job.

Aside from the car, part of me wants to say you’re a jerk, but I don’t think that’s correct. I think you’re thoughtless, but I don’t think that makes you a jerk. You sat there for 3-4 months, talking to me on e-mail and in person – making me feel comfortable talking about myself, my job and my lack of friends. All the while, you let me in too – or at least I thought you did. So to go one day from talking to nothing was quite a blow. But let's face it, you once apologized to me about fake promises and that you could get anyone's phone number through your job. You could contact me if you felt like it, and had mentioned outside the dry cleaners that you would. Obviously one apology for “fake promises” is fine, but you’re now racking them up my friend. Obviously, walking all over someone's feelings, someone who thought of you as a friend (albeit an e-mail friend) never crossed your mind. Now, I think I told you at one point, that my friends are spread across the country – none in NH who aren’t my co-workers or employees – and my family is 1300 miles away. So, I'm here by myself, and I could use a friend. Or two. But I'd sure as hell rather be without additional friends than put up with this anymore than I already have. I've been dumped by e-mail by a guy I dated, but I've never been dumped by a friend through lack of communication on e-mail/phone. For that, I must say shame on you for not being man enough to at least tell me that you didn't want to continue to talk to me. It has happened once and I let it, shame on me.

So, here's where it stands – if I'm wrong (and it'd be nice to think that I am, but at this point I'm doubtful), you can contact me. You've proven you have my address and my e-mail. You also said you can get anyone's phone number. If I am wrong, it's up to you to show me. I refuse to be one of those people who let another abuse me and take advantage of me at will. The ball is in your court. It's up to you. Either you want to be friends, or you don't. It's really of no consequence to me, 'cause I can deal with it either way. Friends or not, I don't put up with people who treat me like shit. So, if you do decide that you would like another friend, be prepared for me to call you on any bullshit you decide to pull. And it won't be easy. Trust and respect are hard things to get back once you've been an ass to someone who did nothing to deserve it.

So now it's up to you. I'm through putting out olive branches.

Thanks,
Me

p.s. Accipere quam facere praestat injuriam -- It is better to suffer an injustice than to do an injustice

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That pesky Y-chromosome thing

So. I bit the bullet and texted him. It had been 4-weeks since we had spoken. It started off good, until I figured out he thought I was another friend of his w/ the same name. Then he called, from his work, and we talked for like 3 minutes. He apologized and he had to go back to work.

Should I be flattered or insulted that he thought I was someone else? Especially when he was using the term sexy in the text?

Or was it a wake-up call to him, and I threw him for a loop? And there's nothing to worry about?

BTW -- I had never called him before, or texted him, so it was out of character and he wouldn't necessarily know my phone/mobile number.

You know what they say about advice . . .

Snagged from JenLa.

Mighty Fine Advice

1. Give people more than they expect and do it cheerfully.

2. Marry someone you love to talk to. As you get older, their conversational skills will be as important as any other.

3. Don’t believe all you hear, spend all you have, or sleep all you want.

4. When you say, “I love you,” mean it.

5. When you say, “I’m sorry,” look the person in the eye.

6. Be engaged at least six months before you get married.

7. Believe in love at first sight.

8. Never laugh at anyone’s dream. People who don’t have dreams don’t have much.

9. Love deeply and passionately. You might get hurt but it’s the only way to live life completely.

10. In disagreements, fight fairly. No name calling.

11. Don’t judge people by their relatives. (Can I get a HUGE amen?)

12. Talk slowly but think quickly.

14. When someone asks you a question you don’t want to answer, smile and ask, “Why do you want to know?” (awesome!)

15. Remember that great love and great achievements involve great risk.

16. Say “Bless you” when you hear someone sneeze.

17. When you lose, don’t lose the lesson.

18. Remember the three R’s: Respect for self; Respect for others; and Responsibility for all your actions.

19. Don’t let a little dispute injure a great friendship.

20. When you realize you’ve made a mistake, take immediate steps to correct it.

21. Smile when picking up the phone. The caller will hear it in your voice.

22. Spend some time alone.

This one time, at band camp . . .

I'm no longer mad/angry/disappointed at the guy. Just frustrated. And uncertain?


I'm not going to spill anything anyone has told me in confidence here, but there have been things going on in my life (as well as everyone else's lives too, I'm sure) and I've been stressed. Plus, I was out sick this week, so that didn't bode well.

Is it too much for once to ask for clarity on one single thing? For the love of pete.

I don't even feel like knitting. I just feel like sleeping.

4-letter word

Snow.


Fell today.

Yep. Thought so.

You Are 96% A Child of the 80s

There's hardly a moment of the 80s that you missed out on. Was there ever a better decade? As if!

Are You a Child of an 80s?

Yep. And you can kiss the ring too.

My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is: Grand Duchess Heather the Unctuous of Pease Pottage Get your Peculiar Aristocratic Title

Hmm, interesting

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tree jacket

Here's where I am:




Why do they insist you try it on when it's attached to a 24" needle? Pulled the "floats" between the arms out so damn much there ain't nothing I can do to fix it, and I've tried.

furnace wars

Every year, I read about Stephanie and Ian's furnace wars. And I started to think, about the heat in my home.

Let me back up. I live in my parents' 208-year old house in NH. They live in a 80-year old house in Illinois (not really sure how old the house is there, but it's NOT 208). They have heat. And A/C. In Spades.

Here? Not so much.

Last winter, in the living room, the high temp was 45 degrees Farhenheit/7 degrees celsius.

There is a definite lack of INSULATION in the living room. Want proof? Here's a picture:

The heat goes right out the wall.

So, furnace wars b/n Stephanie and Ian? Bring it on. I can have the heat on and it's only 45/7, which is like not having heat at all. If you'd like to add someone into the game, who will most likely win no matter what, call me!

(the above post where I tell them to Bring in on? All written in jest. I'd rather not get involved in furnace wars with those two. They're ruthless!!!!) ;)

Seriously.

I love Grey's Anatomy. For reals kids. Love it.

I like Mer and Der, though sometimes I wish Der would say, "you know what? Buck you baby."

As for last night's episode, I don't like George and Izzie. It's. Just. Wrong. I like Callie, and think Izzie is a tad bit of a wannabe, floozy, simpleton.

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I'd love to be able to write scripts.

tip

I'm knitting a scarf (something to keep my hands busy), ad I figured out a way to "take my pattern with me" and no lose the card.

Get those little tags used for garage sales (little rounded rectangles w/ string attached), write the pattern on it, then tie to the tail from your cast-on.

Voila! Pattern that won't be lost.

It's a bit rosy in here. Someone, open the blinds

If you expect someone to always fail, isn't it weird how they always fail? Like you set them up to only perform one way, and wouldn't you know it -- that's exactly what happens.

Don't know WHY I should be surprised that there are people out there that are like this, always waiting for you to go DOWN IN FLAMES (yes little Miss Nosy Parker, I mean you), but it always surprises me. Maybe because I like to believe that for the most part, people are good, upstanding individuals who try their best and see that everyone else is trying their best too. Guess that once again, I'm looking at the world through rose colored glasses.

Mad

I go into work today to do some training . . . only to discover that my co-worker had gone through my desk. Including MY employee files, W4s, I9s, reports, payroll, etc.

I'm sorry, but you don't just go through someone else's stuff. No matter that there wasn't anything person there, you just don't.

Broken

The broken clock is a comfort, it helps me sleep tonight
Maybe it can stop tomorrow from stealing all my time
I am here still waiting though i still have my doubts
I am damaged at best, like you've already figured out

I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing
With a broken heart that's still beating
In the pain is there is healing
In your name I find meaning
So I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on
I'm barely holdin' on to you

The broken locks were a warning you got inside my head
I tried my best to be guarded, I'm an open book instead
I still see your reflection inside of my eyes
That are looking for a purpose, they're still looking for life

I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing
with a broken heart that's still beating
In the pain is there is healing
In your name I find meaning
So I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on
I'm barely holdin' on to you

I'm hangin' on another day
Just to see what you will throw my way
And I'm handing on to the words you say
You said that I will be okay

The broken lights on the freeway left me here alone
I may have lost my way now, haven't forgotten my way home

I'm falling apart
I'm barely breathing
With a broken heart
That's still beating
In the pain (In the pain)
There is healing
In your name (In your name)
I find meaning
So I'm holding on (I'm still holdin')(I'm holdin' on)(I'm still holdin') (I'm holdin' on) (I'm still holdin')
Barely holding on to you (I'm still holdin on)
Barely holdin on to you

Yeah. Figured as much. Goes w/ the rest of my sh*tty life

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I’m so tired lately. Can’t figure out what is going on with it. I wake up exhausted, liked I just exercised for a week, about 12pm I’ll be all awake and then by 9pm I’m ready to crash. Wish I knew what was going on, ‘cause it’s starting to become annoying.

Still in e-mail contact with the guy. Not sure what’s going on there. Just think I’ll keep it casual.

Stupid me, right? Just can’t face the fact that I’m alone here in NH w/o friends to hang out with, w/o a social life. It’s just hard, and I really think it’s not fair, but there are people out there with worse problems than mine. So, I just kinda “suck it up and deal” and move on. No sense worrying, being mad about circumstances you cannot change. It’s just kinda lonely. Not helping is that everyone I know is in a committed relationship. Oh, well, it’s been that way for as long as I can remember, so I ought to be used to the fact that I’m alone.

I want to go to Salem, MA, with people in October (it’s fun then), and I can’t find anyone who will go. People s*ck.

Work is going better. Like my job, like most of my co-workers most of the time(!) and it’s still a fun job to come to everyday. I’ve not been able to say that of all my jobs, so I consider it lucky that I can say it about this job.

funk

i'm in a funk. nothing seems to be going right -- friends, family, job, social life. hell, i even had a friend yell across the parking lot on tuesday night that she thinks i'm a virgin. while neither denying nor confirming that comment, it is something that shouldn't have been yelled across the parking lot. it can be seen as hurtful.

the guy. we talked, in person, for about 20 minutes on tuesday. all seems fine. he likes my e-mails. he (i think) likes me. talks about food, restaurants (he'll eat this, and i'll eat that) and then . . . ? wtf?

friends. try to go to a dirty 30s bash tonight, cannot find it in hampton, nh. seriously you DMFs, find some GD street signs. all other friends good.

family can kiss my a**. all of them -- parents, cousins, aunts, uncles, grandmother -- all ya'll can just about drop dead and i'd probably not blink tonight. tomorrow, that'll be another story. and my mom can't stop trying to FIX it all. shut up.

job. for fuck's sake can ya'll stop judging me on number of submittals? i may not place a whole fuck a lot of people but i saw 17 people this last week -- how many did ya'll MFs (and T, you're excluded in this rant -- ignore this one, 'kay?) see? and don't pussy foot around the fact that you ousted me of another event. stupid b*tch.

i hate everything tonight. hate to be a downer, and i know it's not knitting related, but sh*t can i just get a break. just once? how many trials must i go through to show that i an worthy of something other than the cr*p that gets thrown my way each and every f*cking day? i mean, seriously how much more?

bring on the wine.

work

in my working career i've been told that i am or have:

lazy
stupid
unproductive
plagiarized
elitist

but never have i been told i don't do my job.

until now.

and i love my job!

oh well, c'est la vie. what happens will happen, and everything will work out in the end. at least i hope so.

whatever

so maybe he's just not that into me. check.

my submittal numbers are down, therefore i suck. check

i "falsified" the fact that i did a reference check, therefore i am a liar. check.

when i redid the reference check, i didn't get the name of the girl in personnel, therefore i need to re-do said reference check and prove that i am not an incompetent moron. check.

i cleaned out my area at work, so there are no distractions. check.

work is no longer "fun." check.

i still like what i do. check.

paint nails and toenails and forget about the shit. on my to-do list.


if this is all some kind of initiation ritual wherein you need to force me to drink alcohol, punch me till i yell uncle, etc., let me know so i can at least prepare myself, mmkay? thanks.

stand still, look pretty

I want to paint my face
and pretend that I am someone else
Sometimes I get so fed up
I don't even wanna look at myself

But people have problems that are worse than mine
I don't want you to think I'm complaining all the time
And I hate the way you look at me I have to say
I wish I could start over

I am slowly falling apart
I wish you'd take a walk in my shoes for a start
And you might think its easy being me
You just stand still, look pretty

Sometimes I find myself shaking
in the middle of the night
And then it hits me and I can't
even believe this is my life

But people have problems that are worse than mine
I don't want you to think I'm complaining all the time
And I wish that everyone would go an shut their mouth
I'm not strong enough to deal with it

stand back up

Go ahead and take your best shot,
Let 'er rip, give it all you've got,
I'm laid out on the floor, but I've been here before,
I may stumble, yeah I might fall,
Only human aren't we all?
I might lose my way, but hear me when i say,
I will stand back up,
You'll know just the moment when I've have enough,
Sometimes I'm afraid, and I don't feel that tough,
But I'll stand back up,
I've been beaten up and bruised,
I've been kicked right off my shoes,
Been down on my knees more times than you'd believe,
When the darkness tries to get me,
There's a light that just won't let me,
It might take my pride, and my tears may fill my eyes,
But I'll stand back up,
I've weathered all these storms,
But I just turn them into wind, so I can fly,
What don't kill you makes you stronger,
When I take my last breath,
That's when I'll just give up,
So, go ahead to take your best shot,
Let 'er rip, give it all you've got,
You might win this round but you can't keep me down,
'Cause I'll stand back up,
And you'll know just the moment when I've had enough,
Sometimes I'm afraid and I don't feel that tough,
But I'll stand back up,
You'll know just the moment when I've had enough,
Sometimes I'm afraid and I don't feel that tough,
But I'll stand back up.

overthinking

apparently, i "over-thought" this email flirting thing. everyone has this idea, that I read fun/flirty emails as a sign of interest. which is just great as everyone gets to be right, once again i end up alone with no one, and everyone else gets to go on about their life all happy and i get to be me.

reminds me yet again why i hate me/my life/everything

i hate you all

heather -- [noun]: A master blogger 'How will you be defined in the dictionary?' at QuizGalaxy.com

wtf

what is wrong with me? why am i crying/hysterical over some guy? it's not like we've dated/kissed/slept together or anything? what the eff is my problem?

why am i so worried about it all? what is there for me to worry about? it's not like i have anyone here to help me through it anyways? my family is in illinois. my friends are spread out over the country. no one is single except for me. really makes me hate everything about me - my job, my life, my friends, my situation. i've already had enough crap in my life, and i really don't need any reminders as to how much of a screw up i really am. i don't have anyone i can call here for help. i don't have anyone that i can go talk to in person for help. almost makes me wish i could go to sleep and wake up in a few years and all the shit will have gone away. i don't want to call any friends out-of-state. i don't want to talk to my parents. i don't want to go to work. i don't want to knit. all i want to do is sleep and the world can just go on about its business and i won't do anything at all. i hate everything about myself and my current situation, so why does any of it matter? why don't i care?

seriously, i hate it all.

Hate

Right now, I hate stuff. And I know it's not productive, but I'm just pissed.

My sockpal's socks were delivered -- haven't yet heard from her.

The guy I'm crushing on right now hasn't written to me in a few days.

My cell phone service (Cingular/AT&T) sucks.

I have a co-worker who thinks she's the boss of me.

All my friends are dating/engaged/married and I'm single.

Everyone I ask for advice on the guy is not single.

My life kinda sucks.

4

4 jobs I’ve had:
Resident Advisor
Talent Scam Account Manager
Editorial Assistant
Recruiter

4 places I’ve lived:
Plano, Texas
Tucson, Arizona
Massapequa, NY
London, England

4 places I’ve vacationed:
Australia
Greece
England
Ireland

4 of my favorite foods:
Chocolate cake (just plain chocolate, nothing else)
Mom's manicotti (though mine's not bad)
Christmas sugar cookies (homemade)
Ginger ice cream

4 places I’d like to visit:
Spain
Japan
Alaska
Hawaii

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Bless his heart

"Let's raise the stakes," the 31-year-old rapper told hip-hop Web site SOHH.com in an interview posted Friday. "If Kanye West sells more records than 50 Cent on September 11, I'll no longer write music. I'll write music and work with my other artists, but I won't put out anymore solo albums."

Hell, I will go buy a Kanye album myself instead of downloading individual tracks at iTunes.

What is it about liking someone that makes your whole day brighter? And "calling" them on something, even in writing, and having them get the joke, makes it even better.

Sockapaloozing it

Thank you Mia!


Socks knit in Garnstudio's Fabel
(they fit perfectly!)

Batman lunch box (love it!)


All the gifties inside


Details?
stuffed bat (love it!), LL in watercolor, stitch markers, Blackberry/Sage bat soap (smells heavenly), iTunes giftcard and a note


Mia, thank you thank you thank you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Just. Perfect.

Your Life Path Number is 9

Your purpose in life is to make the world better You are very socially conscious and a total idealist. You think there are many things wrong with the world, and you want to fix them. You have a big idea of how to world could be, and you'll sacrifice almost anything to work towards this dream. In love, you can easily see the beauty in someone else. And you never cling too tightly. You are capable of great love, but it's hard for you to focus your love on one person or relationship. You have a lot of outward focus, and you tend to blame the world for your failures. You are often disappointed by the realities of life - it's hard for you to accept the shortcomings of the world.

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I wish that just once

I could end up on the winning side of the relationship battle. I never have thus far, and it's been nearly 30 years, and just once before I die (hopefully when I'm 110) I would like to not be the one who loses. Metaphorically speaking here.

london rain

I'm coming, i'm coming home to you
I'm alive, i'm a mess
I can't wait to get home to you
To get warm and undressed

There've been changes beyond my dreams
Everybody wants me to sing
There've been changes beyond my grasp
Things i'm sinking in

So keep me, keep me in your bed all day, all day
Nothing heals me like you do
Nothing heals me like you do

And when somebody knows you well
Well, there's no comfort like that
And when somebody needs you
Well, there's no drug like that

So keep me, keep me in your bed all day, all day
Nothing heals me like you do
Nothing heals me like you do

And when i'm home, curled in your arms
And i'm safe again
I'll close my eyes and sleep, sleep
To the sound of london rain

So keep me, keep me in your bed all day, all day
Nothing heals me like you do
So keep me, keep me in your bed all day, all day
Nothing heals me like you do
Nothing heals me like you do

Nothing falls like london rain
Nothing heals me like you do
Nothing falls like london rain
Nothing heals me like you do
Nothing falls like london rain
Nothing heals me like you do
Nothing falls like london rain
Nothing heals me like you do

right now, he's probably buying her some fruity little drink cause she can't shoot whiskey

Does not pertain to me obviously, though I can still type after shooting whiskey

Feels like I'm falling for the first time

I think I’m a goner for someone. Someone I’ve only flirted with a few times in person, and loads on e-mail. Someone whom I haven’t heard from in a few days because his job is wicked busy during the end of the month. Someone who from all accounts is smart, handsome and a genuinely nice person.


I really would like this to work.

interesting

Your Five Factor Personality Profile

Extroversion: You have medium extroversion. You're not the life of the party, but you do show up for the party. Sometimes you are full of energy and open to new social experiences. But you also need to hibernate and enjoy your "down time." Conscientiousness: You have high conscientiousness. Intelligent and reliable, you tend to succeed in life. Most things in your life are organized and planned well. But you borderline on being a total perfectionist. Agreeableness: You have medium agreeableness. You're generally a friendly and trusting person. But you also have a healthy dose of cynicism. You get along well with others, as long as they play fair. Neuroticism: You have low neuroticism. You are very emotionally stable and mentally together. Only the greatest setbacks upset you, and you bounce back quickly. Overall, you are typically calm and relaxed - making others feel secure. Openness to experience: Your openness to new experiences is medium. You are generally broad minded when it come to new things. But if something crosses a moral line, there's no way you'll approve of it. You are suspicious of anything too wacky, though you do still consider creativity a virtue.

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You Are The Magician

You are powerful and wise - beyond what anyone can see. Deeply complex, you have the resources to connect to the spiritual and material world. You posses the knowledge to manipulate your life and the lives around you. You also have a great healing power, should you choose to use it. Your fortune: You have unhidden powers that you have yet to tap into. Soon, you will better understand how to use your intellect and intuition. Believe it or now, you will discover how you can manipulate yourself and others for good. You are at the beginning of a path of spiritual enlightenment.

What Tarot Card Are You?

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hollows

I started it approx. 1:30pm. Finished it at approx. 6:30pm.

I'm already halfway through it again. Love it, stunned, don't want it to officially be done.

I'll have to start w/ year 1 again . . . :)

Ravelry

I just "lost" an hour over there. Seriously. It's like drinking water when you're parched.

Thank you!

The sorting hat says that I belong in Ravenclaw!

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Said Ravenclaw, "We'll teach those whose intelligence is surest."

Ravenclaw students tend to be clever, witty, intelligent, and knowledgeable.
Notable residents include Cho Chang and Padma Patil (objects of Harry and Ron's affections), and Luna Lovegood (daughter of The Quibbler magazine's editor).

Take the most scientific Harry Potter
Quiz ever created.

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Rock. On.

Got my Ravelry invite -- friend me if you want, I'm pspbe214

Now, if I call in sick again today how do i explain it's because of Ravelry??? :)

Pain's a b*tch

I don’t know if anyone else watches Painkiller Jane but me, but it’s a fairly interesting show. She’s kinda like Buffy + Alias’ Sydney Bristow and Heroes Claire Bennett - vampires, all rolled into one.

And while the guys aren’t too bad to look at, I think it’s the voiceovers that sometimes catch me off guard. Even though I know they’re coming.

I never think about stuff like meals for 1 or co-workers and how we all have problems with both. Or that sometimes it does take losing someone to realize how much they meant to you in the first place.

My conundrum is this – when do you take the flirting/relationship out of e-mail and into the “real” world? And what do you do when you’re both shy?

Since I was home sick today, I should have knit, but I didn’t. Le sigh.

Question, response, volley

check this out.

Good question. Hayden looks "fresher" and "more awake" than Jewel. Plus, she apparently has the right support up-top.

Overall, Hayden wins.

Jobs, weather and knits

There are days when I’m glad I don’t do outdoor sales of any kind. I can’t imagine heat/cold to be fun, but I’d have to say rainy and snowy days top the list.

It’s July for cripes sake, and though it’s “officially” summer it’s rained the last 3 days – it’s not even 70 right now.

Knitting – though I have no new pictures to show, yesterday I did meet Alison, Baby L and got an autographed copy of Charmed Knits.

Alison is very kind and funny, and her baby daughter is gorgeous.

I put myself out there everyday.

No, not like that. Everyday I talk to people, I meet people and I give them glimpses of my life. A little bit about who I am, who I’ve been and who I want to be. And though I have know this for a while, it’s only hit home recently.

I talk to people and they will mention something I said, and I’m taken aback – you mean you listened? And while I know that doesn’t equal care, I do know that it’s odd.

I work in a place where I constantly ask people about themselves. All day – some days I want to pull my hair out, other days I could listen to them talk all day and never care what time it was. I drop those “bits” of information about myself to show I was listening, and how I can relate to them – why they should trust me, want me to help them.

It’s when someone asks you point blank a question about something in your life that I think we all stop short. I know we all talk about “me, me, me, me” but when someone asks about you it throws you for a curve.

It’s that sudden change from me to me? that can really mess with your head.

Quizzes

I Scored a 93%!

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Laws of Attraction?

I’ve been thinking lately about what makes us, the collective group of people here, fall in like/love with someone.

I know there is a chemical reaction, and a biology thing going on, but is there more? Is it as simple as a look, a touch, or a smell? What is it about that other person that we go from being, “yeah you’re a guy/girl” to “you’re a really cute, good looking guy/girl, and I’d like to get to know you better.”

I know in the human sexuality class I took in college, we discussed the scientific aspects of sex (get your minds out of the gutter), but smell kept coming up. I know that there are certain people that you get close to and you want to be near them because they smell good. And I’m not talking their perfume/cologne here, ‘cause I am not talking about artificial smell.

Could it be a look? That one glance to your right and you’re hooked? If so, what is it about that quick glance – overall appearance, face, hair, hands, legs? Is it that you would feel like you could have that perfect fit if they held you close? Is it the sincere look in the eyes? Or, the sense of (for the heterosexual women here) feeling very feminine around a man that is clearly taller than you, and that being close to him would make you feel safe and secure? The fact that when they catch you looking, you flush, look a way and look back only to have them smile, and you know you’re hooked.

How about touch? I’ve read that a woman’s skin is more sensitive than a man’s, so maybe that’s it. That light touch that raise the Goosebumps, sends a chill down your spine and makes you feel flushed. Could it instead of being a physical touch, be the knowledge that they are watching you, and though it makes you squirm, it also brings up a new awareness as to the fact that they have taken an interest in you?

There also is the cerebral idea, that smarts attract smarts. I’m not saying that’s true or not, but it’s an interesting idea.

No surprise here

Your Job Satisfaction Level: 74%

Your job is pretty good, even if it always doesn't seem like it. You have a lot less stress than most people, and your work environment is definitely above average. So if you love what you're doing, keep doing it. It doesn't get a lot better than this. But if you're in a dead end job, you may want to move on. Because if you're not advancing, it's just not worth it.

Should You Get a New Job?

I don't like Mondays

Obviously like everyone else out there, I like reading blogs w/ pictures. I can tell from my stats, that you all like them too. My stats from Saturday (when I wasn’t here) to Sunday (when I posted pics) went from 1 person to 14. I get it, pictures = more visitors.

Unfortunately, I don’t have any new pictures today. I know, I wish I did. What I have instead is the fact that I’m happy I didn’t fly to LI this weekend, I’m happy my car can stop likethat and I’m happy it can make a quick turn if needed.

Also? The annoying a**hole from North Carolina that was in front of my north of New Haven that kept tapping his breaks every 5-8 feet? Piss off. You really made me want to stop my car, walk up to yours, hit you upside the head, hard, go back to my car and continue.

As for weddings, I’ve been tentatively invited to another one . . . this one’s in Japan. Somehow, I don’t think I have the $$$$ to travel to that wedding, you know??? Though I’d love to go and see another friend get married.

If you’re coming here about a “cutie” update, I can say you’ve come to the wrong place today mes amies. Maybe I have an update, maybe not . . . ;) All in good time.

All I ask, is that where there aren’t pics? Please still visit!!!!

Pictures -- Wedding

First, I need a camera that doesn't eat batteries -- anyone have any affordable ideas? Right now I'm using a Nikon CoolPix . . .

First up, we have newly married Maureen and Michael (last name withheld for privacy).



Next part of the MJI crew -- former co-workers, and 1 Irishman from Donegal



Here's the whole MJI crew, and guests -- minus the Irishman



Lastly, here's me and Maureen



Enjoy!!!!!

Dolls

I can't stop "creating" dolls . . .

Here's a guy version to keep the girl version company (no, not in that way!)


You know, the more I look at this "doll" I can't help but think, I think I've dated him before . . .

Knitting and wedding stories later -- I'm tired

Fun!

Look, it's an anime version of me!



No knitting today. It felt like it was 110 outside. Too hot to play w/ wool

Make your "dolls" here.

Figures

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Oh, the car issue? I drove through tar somewhere and that messed up the balance.

Knitting. And. Pictures!

Let me start of by saying I’m a girl. I’m a girly girl who loves pink and purple, enjoys flirting, LOVES makeup/purses/shoes/nail polish etc.

My only wish? That when I flirt with a cute guy, that my face doesn’t flush BRIGHT RED. Oh, well.

So, I take my car in today to get a spare key made. Fine. Flirt w/ cutie and leave. Car is running FINE! I’m going home after work and I hear something, kind of like a baseball card stuck in bike spokes and my steering wheel starts shaking. I pull into an empty parking lot and nothing appears to be wrong. I get home, call service and apparently my wheels aren’t balanced anymore. Best case? I lost a wheel weight. So, I get to take my car BACK in tomorrow @2pm. Great. And that sound you’re hearing is the car dealership sucking all the money off my credit card.

Here’s some wool to look at while I regroup. Artyarns turquoise-y blue and Addi Lace needles size 2.5 mm. Though I tend to favor my Knitpicks ones more, as I feel they’re sharper . . .


Ah yes, yarn. Knitting. Pictures.

Sockpal Sock update:

Sock #1 past the heel:


Sock #2 catching up:


Notice the Knitpicks needles – hey! They’re cheaper than Addis.

Retro Redux Shrug – body done, just needs ribbing. I gots time!


Enjoys! XOXOXO ☺

August 31

The rules are to go to Wikipedia and type in your birthday month and day only. Then post 3 events, 2 births and one holiday that occurred on your birthday.

3 Events:

1. 1056 - Byzantine Empress Theodora dies suddenly without children to succeed the throne, ending the Macedonian dynasty.

2. 1897 - Thomas Edison patents the Kinetoscope, the first movie projector.

3. 1915 - Jimmy Lavender of the Chicago Cubs pitches a no hitter against the New York Giants.

2 Births:

1. 1945 - Van Morrison, Irish musician, and Itzhak Perlman, Israeli violinist (sorry couldn't resist both)

2. 1970 - Deborah Gibson, American singer

1 Holiday:

1. Poland, Europe - Day of Solidarity and Freedom, on the anniversary of August Agreement from 1980


I'm not gonna tag anyone, you want it? It's yours - ENJOY!

lyrical

"And you move like water
I could drown in you.
And I fell so deep once,
Till you pulled me through
You would tell me
"No one is allowed to be so proud
They never reach out
When they're giving up."
-- Better Than Ezra, "A Lifetime"

Knitting and relationships

No news yet about anything new.

But it got me wondering whether there was a correlation between knitting and relationships.

Finishing a project takes commitment and time, and a relationship takes commitment and time.

Starting a new project can be fiddly and uncertain, as can a new relationship.

So why is it that I'm comfortable casting on for new projects, but horrible at dipping my foot in the relationship pool?

It feels as though it's always been this way. One bad boyfriend whom I felt was getting rough and wouldn't stop, a few indecisive jerks, one guy who fell in love with me and left me, another guy who refused to kiss me plus 2 stalkers = scared me.

But still, I keep trying. No matter how futile my efforts are, I still think to myself if you try a little bit more today than yesterday, it won't be as hard.

I just am so tired of being lonely, and I think I've personally handled a lot on my own. I think it's time I had someone in my life. Hopefully it will happen, and whether it's now, 6 months from now or whenever, I will welcome that change with open arms. Far be it from me to rush destiny, but I'd like it all to change a bit sooner than later.

Knitting, yes, the knitting. I will post all my pictures tomorrow.

Crushing

I admit it. I'm crushing on someone. Kinda sorta bad.

If you're gonna ask, I won't tell. But we started this sortaemailflirting thing the other day, and whee! I was on top of the world.

I forgot how exhilirating this can be. It's been a while since I've flirted with a cute guy.

Better yet, this is a guy I'd actually want to date. Not just flirt.

Help! I've not done this in a little while - what do I do next????

29260

If you're wondering what that number is, it's the number of stitches in the scarf pictured below:


That's my dad's Illinois Wesleyan/Chicago Bears/Syracuse scarf. Knit w/ KnitPicks Andean Silk in Orange and Navy. It took me over a year to complete -- 70 stitches each round, 22 rounds for each color, 19 stripes.

Just for kicks, here's a picture I took of the moon last November -- just "found" it on my camera:

Then we have the kitties.

First up, can you find Sweetie?


Next, here's Sabrina doing her best "do you feel lucky punk?" look.


Next update: Sockpal socks, Retro Redux Shrug, and maybe cute salesguy update . . . :)

Clarification

So, I wrote about my sockpal sock being, ahem, stalled here.

I'd like to clarify something: I am not passing judgment on my sockpal. It is well within her right to ask me to please knit her/him a pair of socks in the color/s they choose. I have chosen to do so, and though I'm not a fan of brown socks, the socks look amazing in the semi-solid Koigu.

I have never met the person I am knitting for, so I cannot say anything about her/his nature (though being a knitter, I'm sure that like every other knitter I know, they are an exceptional human being. no sarcasm here, I'm including myself too!).

I in no way meant for that post to alarm or offend anyone, and though I don't know whether it did/didn't, I feel that I must say this to assure anyone who reads my blog. *side note: ya'll can comment, I swear I don't bite!*

I wanted just to put this out there in light of Stephanie's eloquent post about blogs not being private.

As for passing judgment, I will only ever pass it on myself. If it seems to go over the line w/ anyone in the blog-land, it was unintentional.

Sockpal -- I've got progress but no cable to connect the camera to the Mac. I might try camera phone . . . . :)

XOXOXOXO

HMMMMMMMM, Earth?

Your Power Element is Earth

Your power color: yellow Your energy: balancing Your season: changing of seasons Dedicated and responsible, you are a rock to your friends. You are skilled at working out even the most difficult problems. Low key and calm, you are happiest when you are around loved ones. Ambitious and goal oriented, you have long term plans to be successful.

What's Your Power Element?

quote 'o the day

"Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in awhile, you could miss it." - Ferris Bueller

Musings of a person w/o pictures today on their blog

-If you read a book where the author divulges he personally owns 982 books on positive attitude, and this is a book on positive attitude, would you think he's OCD? ADD? A moron? Too wasteful w/ his money and he should share it with you?

-If your co-worker is amazed that after 2 separate hectic, wild, crazy days by yourself in the office, w/o any assistance, that you're still positive is there something wrong with you or wth her?

-Does it seem strange that you never "looked" for anyone as you drive by a place, but now that you know there's a cute guy that works somewhere you always look for him from the corner of your eye? This place is on my normal way to work, so I'm not stalking anyone.

-If you have an issue w/ your employer wouldn't it be more logical to take any issues up w/ your boss/employer/HR division than yelling, "I'm going to call the dept. of labor," on you? Really, and I want to possibly work for you?

-If it's warm outside, and it's warm inside, how come I have goosebumps on my arms, am comfortable in jeans and am contemplating on putting on a cardigan?

-Why do I have feel obligated to wear a suit to my training tomorrow, when no one who came to training today wore a freaking suit?

-Why I still don't have any new pictures because I am lazy?

Not a shocker here:

You Belong in Summer

Energetic, creative, and very curious about the world... You're not going to let anything hold you back, especially a cold day. Whether you're chilling out at the beach or partying all night, you live for the warm weather.

What Season Are You?

I'm sitting here, in my house in NEW HAMPSHIRE, where it's currently 57 degrees and damp outside. I'm wearing: leather shoes, socks, jeans, long sleeved t-shirt, XL Hard Rock Cafe Edinburgh sweatshirt and I'm still FREEZING.

Dude, where's summer??????????????????

Just a ramblin' here

first, before anyone writes me and is upset w/ my last post -- I will finish the socks. I'm just bored w/ them. The pattern is smartly written (kudos Grumperina!), and I love the look. I just personally like brighter colors. That's why when these are done, I'll be making myself a pair in colors more suited for me.

that being said and done!

I'm sure I'm not alone when I say I have one person I get along with, but don't like, at my job. Speaking somewhat freely, there are "contests" going on between different areas in the company I work for. There are now charts, and spreadsheets, and tattle-tales, and know it alls and just petty people getting all up in everyone's business. Personally, I believe that as a TEAM and a STAFF we either rise or fall together. I don't care how "#1" you are -- if your office is embroiled in petty behavior (even by #1 person), your group s*cks. This is not about winning, it's about doing the very best we can ALL do everyday. I've worked on staffs and teams before, and usually 1x a year, we had to all sit down and have the "Quit the blame game" speech. I hate that it has to happen, as 3 months ago we didn't have this issue. Then it was more of a cooperative and cohesive group. I would like it to return to that. But it won't I'm sure.

Pictures. I don't have any new ones of the socks. Like I said, they're boring me a smidge at the mo'. What I do have are pics of 2 of my 3 pets.

Here's sleepy kitty - Sweetie.



Here's scruffy and lovable Tally.



The one not pictured is the "middle" child/kitty - Sabrina - and she has a cold and said no pics. Though you can see her profile here:


What's that? Oh, there's a sockpal sock . . . ;)