When 2 bloggers have a sense of humour

So Kyle said, "I wonder if I could steal company secrets from the papers on your desk?"

And I said, "Knock yourself out dude! Undercut my quotes and I can have a nice easy May."

So Kyle said, " ... maybe I should take a photo of my desk and send it to you!"

Then I said, "I can just see the headlines now - 'Knitters and their blogs create Corporate Anarchy'."

Then Kyle found this:Prophetic? Only time will tell!!!

Still Amongst the Knitting

I'm sorry for dropping off of the facing of the blogging world. A couple of concerned friends have called me so I thought that I'd better do up a post.

I get up at 4:30 in the morning. I know - I didn't know that there was such a time either!! I'm at the prison office by 5:45 and it just doesn't stop all day. Mostly I can break away by 3-4:00, but this past week has been brutal. Barb, the afternoon dispatcher, had to be with her mother who passed away Wednesday night so the extra long days are not going to last.
When I do get home I'm cleaning up from the children's breakfast & snacks - I know, but leaving it just invites bugs and they don't mind working around their mess, I do. Then, after making dinner and lunches I try to get in an hour or two of knitting before hitting the sack by 9:00 to get 7-7½ hours of sleep (I think that I'm missing out on the beauty part of my sleep).

Shelley comes back on the 20^th of May, (if you're reading this Shelley, rest asured that I haven't fucked anything up that I couldn't fix!) and I'll switch to PM dispatch (10-6) for a week and a half while Barb is in Germany then I should be back to being "just a driver". All kidding aside, I'm really loving my work in the office but I do miss my knitting.

Here's where I live work. (It must have been early when I took this picture because there is no one lurking in the doorway. They do that - someone always wants/needs something.)



Notice the knitting. I barely have time for such essentials like peeing and eating, I certainly don't have time to knit at work, but notice the 2 bags of knitting that I bring everyday ... just in case. In case of what I don't know, but just in case. I have my laptop so that I can keep track of my personal emails (and when I say "keep track of" I mean maybe get to read and even reply to if it's especially important) and because I really hate having 50 windows open on a computer so I use it for a couple of work applications.

There is the ever-present Tim Horton's coffee. (large, double cream, double sweetener) I have my sheep mug (a gift from Julie) and my Signature Needles. I ordered a set and the early drivers were very solicitous and humoured me when I opened the box and extolled their virtues. They are my "happy place" and they sit on my desk so that when things start to go off of the rails (figuratively & frequently) I can stroke them, revel in their colour, sleekness and perfect balance and remember that everything will be fine.

This week will go quickly because I'm really looking forward to teaching at the Frolic on Saturday, hanging out with Joan Saturday night and taking a class with Debbie New on Sunday.

Don't worry - I'm like the bad penny that keeps turning up! Or like that Weeble that wobbles but won't fall down.

How do you say "Goodbye"?

This is what my TV looks like off.



And this is what it looks like on.

I have had this TV for longer than I've been married - it's going on 20 years old. It's gotten me through sickness, health, Grand Slams, checkered flags, late night feedings, early mornings, long days and lonely times.
It was working just fine when I left it last night and I can hear the power on "click" but it just doesn't go on. I was actually kind of pitiful - after I double triple fuckiple checked the power cord I just sat there clicking the remote, trying to make a picture come on.

And just this weekend I had mentioned to Joan & Cindy that I was flirting with the idea of buying a 40" Sony that Future Shop had on sale. I decided against it and now I'm TV-less upstairs. sigh I have got to learn to roll with my instincts without all of this 2nd guessing. Ah well, it's not like Future Shop only has one sale a year. And with all of the hours that I'm not at home right now I'm sure that Kerwyn and I can share a TV. I'll just have to get to the remote first!!

The Yarn

I'm using Louet's linen in a gorgeous deep claret along with Claudia's handpaint linen to knit a skirt for Elise. It's a little hard on the hands but oh so easy on the eyes!!

And then, with a modicum of skill, a dash & a half of patience and a heapin' helpin' of time I will turn this: into this:.

Kyle woke up on the wrong side of the bed, yet when the question, "Howzit going Kyle?", he offered the following synopsis. He's still got the ugly, bulky plaster cast that they put on after the surgery, but he should be getting a sleek, light new fiberglass cast on Thursday.

I'm enjoying working at the office, but it means early to bed to get up at 4:30 and I'm sure that I'll get used to organizing my evenings better. It could happen!!

One Week Later

I'm sure that by the time that I get used to working full time again Shelly will be back from her leave. My training seems to be going well - look! I haven't made her cry yet.

But I did get Beth's CPH finished!! I'm done the knitting on Artisan Knitworks sweater and it's just waiting to be blocked and finished - tomorrow darling, I promise! I'm almost done Elise's socks then I can jump right into a skirt for her. It's a skirt and I can't wait to start it. She just blows my mind with the ideas that keep coming off of her needles. I'm going to be using Louet Euroflax & Claudia Hand Painted Linen. There's no better incentive for finishing a project than getting a new one!!

I'm going to be starting Kaffe Fassett's China Clouds for Cindy's mom - just intimidating enough to be exciting. It will be my first full-sized Kaffe.

And really, I should have let Mother Nature take care of Kyle's thumb. We Moms really do know what's best. Putting the cast on it and immobilizing the thumb caused the swelling to go down which allowed the bone to shift thusly: Oh yeah, that's really bad. I mean, totally deformed, circus side show freak kind of shifted. So it will be under the knife for my baby boy on Sunday.
I should have just kept rolling with the blind incompetence natural mothering instinct that was working so well. Mother Nature would have kept his thumb swollen enough to keep the bone in an acceptable alignment until it was sufficiently healed to allow the swelling to go down. I swear, it's nearly enough to turn me into one of those anti-medical intervention radicals. Nearly.

But he's still got a sense of humour. Sam - this lazy, sexy morning thumbs up is for you!!