Friday, December 22, 2006
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
Anyway, it occured to me that no matter how stressed I get about paying my bills or making sure the pantry is full or finding the right Christmas present for someone when I already have three for the same person, at least I'm healthy and have a roof over my head. I know that sounds trite, but it's really true. I'm not going to go without food today. Hell, I'm not even going to go without an enormous coffee today. When I leave my job this evening, which all things considered, I'm lucky to have, I will get into my thirteen year old Honda and be thankful that it starts once more and be glad that I don't have to walk fourteen miles to work, or even take a bus. When I get home, I will be greeted by my husband who I love more than anything and I will be grateful that he is there waiting for me. I will also be greeted by the Insufferable Horror, but I'm even grateful for his crabby, furry, yowling presence. It might not be a gourmet meal, but we will be fed tonight. I might have to sit under an afghan on the couch, but I won't be looking for shelter against the cold. I might be annoyed at the interruption of a ringing telephone, but I am glad I have friends and family who care about me. All of this has led me to www.yarnharlot.com. In the past week or so, this group of knitters has raised and donated close to $80,000.00 to Doctors Without Borders. $80,000.00, people. From knitters. That's a lot of money. Really. It doesn't matter how much you give or how little. It doesn't matter who you give it to as long as it's something that touches your heart, or feels important to you. Don't ever think that what you can afford isn't enough. It could be more than someone else has, and it could be the dollar that actually makes a difference.
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
Friday, December 08, 2006
I also noticed a newspaper quote about pigs, which you probably already know about if you're here. But the bottom line here is, cyber-stalking is amusing and it actually has a purpose. It got you poor, innocent link clickers to my site, reading my nonsense. Thanks, Jungle Boy!
Monday, November 20, 2006
The story does have a happy ending, though. At first light the next morning, we went outside, and by some miracle we found it. There it was, lying on the lawn, right on top of a pile of dirt and leaves. No searching, no pawing through the brush. It was just there, waiting for us to find it. Maybe we had the powers all along, and really didn't need the rings. I'm glad to have it back, though, more than I can say.
"Wonder Twin powers, activate!"
Sunday, November 05, 2006
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
Wednesday, August 16, 2006
Thursday, July 27, 2006
Saturday, July 22, 2006
Monday, July 17, 2006
Today I have a rare Monday off from work. Of course, it's supposed to be 95 and humid, and we can only run one air conditioner in our sorry little apartment. If you have the AC on and the television at the same time, you'd better hope the fridge doesn't need to cycle on, because it makes the TV screen go black. Very disconcerting. So, it's either be cool or do laundry in sweltering conditions. My vote is to stay on the couch with my knitting and the AC. After all, you can't knit a wool sweater in July with out AC, and I have an obligation to the knitting, don't I? It's my first sweater attempt.
We went up to the lake yesterday for Mom's birthday. Perfect day for that - warm and sunny and the water was nice. We went a little later than usual to give the Massholes time to beat feet out of New Hampshire. We don't like strangers. Wait, we don't like most of the people we know either.
Speaking of which, the search for the perfect domicile for us is still underway. We're looking at one tonight that I know isn't going to be right. There's too much "community" going on there. "Common areas" give me hives. It has a common deck area which we would no doubt avoid like the plague, and only one washer/dryer for four units. Yeah, like that will work. The landlord lives there too, and says "oh, I just go up the street to the laundro-mat." Augh! The laundro-mat! A creepier place there never was! We have our own washer and dryer, and we're just looking for a nice, quiet place to hook them up and live quietly, keeping to ourselves. Is that wrong?
Oh, I was going to put a picture in of the Insufferable Horror, wasn't I? See how his eyes glow?
Thursday, June 22, 2006
M's grandmother died last week, and her memorial was on Monday. We will all miss her straight-forward, no-holds barred, outlook on life. Her honesty was something that is often missing in the cautious, PC world of today. I hope wherever she is, she has a good book to read, and company that isn't annoying the shit out of her.
Connecticut is no longer an option. M was notified the same day his grandmother died. Timing is everything.
Upstairs Girl was out in the back driveway entertaining us the other night. She had on a lovely black formal dress and brought her cd player with her. The music was a lovely screeching, moaning atrocity. She danced around in the driveway with two things similar to fans. They weren't completely fans, they were more like wings, with webbing between the slats. I can't even begin to do justice to the spectacle.
Saturday, June 03, 2006
It's raining AGAIN here. Yet another flood watch. Our favorite drunken dive is still smelly from the last flood. Well, it was pretty smelly before, but it's different now.
Gourmet note for today - I have a nice pork loin waiting in the fridge when I get home. What a yummy dinner that will make on a crappy, cold, rainy night. I'm going to make that mustard sauce again I think...
Thursday, June 01, 2006
Hopefully we will get some info on the possible job for M soon. Sure would like to move out of here...
Friday, May 26, 2006
I must have dozens of blank books and journals that I have always fully intended to fill. They're still empty. I'm hoping that having this will encourage me to write down the things that I feel are important to me. Even when it's just a list of complaints. Believe me, there will be complaints. It's not about having other people read it or getting any feedback.
I live on the beautiful coast of New Hampshire, where I have lived off and on for over twenty years now. I love to cook, and I am trying to become better at it. I also love to knit, and I'm trying to get better at that too. For anyone else who knits, socks make me angry. You know what I mean.
Being from New England, I am of course a Red Sox fan. And yes, I was a fan way before they won the World Series. Not like some people I could name. I'm also devoted to the Boston Bruins, and I don't care what any of you have to say about that. We will dominate again some day. I hear they're looking for a GM. I don't hear my phone ringing, people! And I'm glad Joe Thornton and Johnny Damon were traded. Who needs them?
I currently live in an apartment with my significant other and the Insufferable Horror. I will post a picture when I can, and you will see what I mean. We will be moving soon (oh, please, God, let us move) as the tenants upstairs who shall forever remain nameless, are unspeakably impossible to live under. Note to tenants upstairs: Who the hell needs to wear clogs on hardwood floors at two in the morning? I'm really pleased that you no longer have a job, but really, are you doing it on purpose? Am I taking this too personally? Is your seven year old actually on drugs, or does he just sound like it? Does he ever stop running? When will you be getting him his own little pair of clogs?
So, obviously I will try and come back and add more as needed. I hope this works! HK