Tuesday, February 23, 2010

My New Hair Stick

Never let a 2 year old near your Blogger account! I just logged onto Ravelry and happened to notice my recent blog posts and thought to myself, "when did I post that?" I've removed the post, but if you missed it, it was just a link to a silly pattern I am making for a swap. I'll share the results when I've finished and it's happily in its new home. :)

Onto some other silliness:

My hair has been getting a bit long these days and I don't like it hanging on my neck unless the temps are cold, so during the couple of warm days we had last week I wanted to put it up but couldn't find a scrunchie. This is how I improvised... It stayed there all day and didn't budge!

Friday, February 19, 2010

What's In A Name?

I've been thinking it's time for another change around here...

When I updated the look of this blog a while back I had also considered a name change, but at the time thought it prudent to hang onto the Dishcloth Diaries label. I didn't want to confuse or lose anyone. All the links people have bookmarked to thier computers, not to mention the links on Ravelry, CPC, my sidebar... Yes, I was (and still am) feeling selfish for not wanting to change all of that.

But when it comes right down to it, Dishcloth Diaries just doesn't seem appropriate any longer. The name no longer represents me or the purpose of this blog. I haven't had a dishcloth on my hook or needles in quite a while, and well... I'm just plain getting bored with the name.

I've been trying on a few ideas just for fun. Let me know what you think!
It's Crochet By Me. (A play on the phrase "it's okay by me")

April's Crochet Palette. (If it works for my Yahoo! group it will work for my blog, right?)

The Left Side of Crochet. (One: because I'm left handed. And Two, because I think it sounds fun and quirky ;)

The Blog Formerly Known As Dishcloth Diaries (Nah... just kidding! LOL)

I still don't know if I'll actually do this. I do have one possible solution for the bookmarks/links/etc... I could just leave the URL as is and just change the name only. Hmmm... something to think about.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010


This year is whooshing by. I can't believe it is the second week of February already! It seems like it was just yesterday that I was promising new patterns and griping about New Year's Resolutions.

With all the inclement weather, the school closings, and just the general disarray I've been feeling very scattered. The weather has completely disrupted my routine. Laundry didn't get done today, the recycling is piling up, so are the puffies that need to go to the post office. I know my swap partners will understand if they are a little late, but it still stresses me to see them sitting here.

There are so many tasks that desperately need to be accomplished. Designs to be worked out, patterns to be written, WIPs & UFOs to be finished, and TONS of things around the house; cleaning, organizing, etc... I tried to make a to-do list but became overwhelmed by the enormity of the task.

And then, this past Saturday, on top of everything that's been stressing me, my Norton's 360 decides to take an undeserved vacation and allows a virus into my computer! Long story short, I ended up having to run my boot disks. Arrgh! I'm just glad I keep everything backed up on my flash drive!! It was a major pain in the rear, and took most of the weekend, but at least everything is back to normal now. At least with the computer anyway...

And now for just a little bit of eye candy...
Some Valentine Fridgies I made for a swap

Friday, January 15, 2010

College Bound!

For the past several months I've been looking at my profile blurb and thinking to myself, "I really need to change that... I'm not a student anymore." But I really dreaded the thought of un-labeling myself a student.

When we first arrived here in Missouri my last semester at AACC had just ended. I was still in school mode... I couldn't wait to get back in the classroom. But I would need to wait a year to gain residence status, or be subject to the high tuition costs. I truly worried that my desire to finish my education would wane, and for a while it seemed like that is exactly what would happen.

But today I picked myself up by the bootstraps as it were, filled out FAFSA, ordered my transcript from AACC, and filled out my college application. I will be starting MSU in August 2010!!

I'm very excited, and very proud. :)


Sunday, January 10, 2010

Getting there...

UPDATE: Mistletoe is finished!!

Well I've finally posted a portion of the December square! YAY! LOL

I worked on it all afternoon and evening but think I finally have the design worked out and know where it's going. My brain is too tired to finish it tonight, but I should have the remainder posted by tomorrow evening. Have fun!!

Mistletoe Square

Oh yeah... almost forgot... I updated the Flower Garden square. It is now correct and measures 12 inches. I'm sorry for any problems this square has caused everyone!

Saturday, January 2, 2010

I Hate New Year's

Yes, I hate New Year's. There, I've said it! I hate it for all it's worth. I hate the noise. I hate the fireworks. I hate the hurrah. But most of all, I hate the disappointment.

At 12 years old, all I could wish for on New Year's Eve was to kiss a boy. And of course there was never one to be found. At least none that I cared to kiss. I should note here that I would have settled for ANY boy so long as he was near my age. Cuteness would have been a plus, but certainly not a necessity.

I don't know why I thought New Year's Eve was more important than any other day for a first kiss. Perhaps it was an instinctual need for renewal. Leaving the old behind, starting anew, a symbolic rebirth at the cusp of adulthood if you will. Whatever the reason, assuredly there was an extreme and needful desire to feel loved. An emotion that was scarce during my childhood.

Hidden away in my bedroom, behind closed doors, I escaped into my fantasy world many a late December afternoon. I played the scene in my mind a million times over. Just at the stroke of midnight our lips would meet in the perfect innocent kiss. Glittery confetti would rain down. We would be oblivious to the music, noise, and excitement all around us. We would ring in the new year with love and we would live happily ever after. It was just a silly girlish fantasy, but it was my fantasy and I was determined to live it.

It would be another four years before I would realize the dream though. Or at least some semblance of it. There in front of our best friend's mother, the dog, and Dick Clark, my dream was at long last a reality. But dreams aren't always meant to come true. That awkward kiss, and all it stood for, has only led to disappointment in the many years since.

The lack of glitter. The absence of fanfare. Ultimately it's brought me to a nasty realization.

I am a liar.

I tell untruths.

I don't lie to other people. Well not usually, not if I can help it.

No, I lie to myself.

I lie about how long it will take me to accomplish tasks. "I can have that afghan finished in 3 days." "I can clean this room in an hour." "I'll just check my email real quick."

I lie about when I will accomplish tasks. "I will vacuum after lunch." "I will take the the plastic to the recycling center tomorrow." "I will clean the junk room this weekend."

I lie about what tasks I will accomplish. "I will organize all of my yarn." "I will finish all my WIPs before starting another one." "I will start eating healthier this year."

I lie about the things I won't do. "I will not buy more yarn until I use what I have." "I will not leave the dishes in the sink overnight." "I won't care if you eat that chocolate cake in front of me."

But most of all, I lie about what I want for myself. My intentions are always good. "I want to get married." "I want to change jobs." "I want to buy a house." But in the end those wants lead to disappointment in one way or another.

Because of my lies I no longer make New Year's resolutions. In the past I would start out with the best of intentions. "This will be the year I loose all that weight. I'll show everyone next Christmas!" And when next Christmas comes around not only am I still my old fat self, I'm now depressed for not having met my goal. Even if I was the only one who knew of it.

So no more lies.




I know at the end of the year I will look back, as I do every year, and think of those resolutions I didn't make; The dreams I didn't wish; The lies I didn't tell. And it will occur to me there is no escape. Whether I admit it to myself or not it is ingrained in me to wish for something better. A new start. A new life. And what time of year could be more appropriate to wish for a new beginning than the turning of the calendar? The epitome of symbology for renewed hope.

And as tempting as hope is, I resist.

And I remain a liar.

Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Slowly Recovering...

First of all I must apologize to you all for my extended absence. I honestly didn't mean to be away for this long. I know I still owe you all a square to represent December, and I will work on that and get it published soon, I promise. ;)

So what have I been doing all month? *sigh* Where to start?

December was especially stressful this year. I don't usually let the craziness of the season get to me so early in the month. I usually wait until the very last minute to totally freak out. LOL

Thanksgiving was the turning point. The reality of what little time there was left for gift making suddenly hit me, and this year making as many gifts as possible was essential since I don't currently have an income. And besides, that's what I bought all that yarn for! (I did use a good bit of it too.)

I was crocheting like a madwoman all month. I made afghans, amigurumi, hats, scarves, and all kinds of other things for friends and family. Almost none of which I thought to take pictures of. Arggh! I hate that about myself. :( I did take a picture of a Kermit I made, but the camera's batteries are currently dead so I'll have to share a picture of him next time...

Although I was still putting the finishing touches on Kermit at 2am Christmas morning, I did manage to get everything finished and wrapped in time. But there always has to be something that throws a wrench into the whole deal and this year was no different. The coup de grĂ¢ce was the nastiest stomach bug you could ever wish NOT to encounter. It ripped it's way through the family one after another. It was like watching dominoes fall.

Son in law brought it home from work on the 23rd. From there, Ben had it by Christmas eve, Cyndi on Christmas day, Matthew (my son) on Saturday, and just when I had made a joke about being the "Last Man Standing"... I fell... I woke up Sunday morning with it and am just now getting my appetite and energy back. Cyndi joked about the ordeal saying, "Well at least we saved a bundle on groceries this week!" Gotta try to find the humor in there somewhere! :)

To try to keep this post from getting too boring, I think I'll give you a sneak peek of some things that you will be seeing sometime within the next few weeks/months from me. I still need to write patterns, but these are a few things I made a while back that I plan to share...

Some small stuffies...

More dishcloths...

And for the knitters and seal lovers...

And of course I have tons of WIPs and UFOs that I need to get back to. Including my pink button project, the bright grannieghan, Son in Law's camo-rippleghan, a knitted ghan that's been on the needles for 2 years (YIKES!) that I've resolved to finish this year (bigger YIKES!!), baby booties, adult & children's granny-style hats, fudge recipe, and lots of other ideas and patterns and cool fun stuff that's still trapped in my sorry little mind trying to break free. I'll get to them all eventually. Thanks for hanging in there with me! :)