Saturday, April 19, 2014

Weekend Comedy

Llamas are funny! Be sure to watch this with the sound on.



And last but not least, some funny stuff from

Have a fun weekend!

Thursday, April 17, 2014

Adiós, Gabriel García Márquez

I've walked my dog Sophie along this trail many times. We don't usually stop, since there are a gazillion prairie dogs that live on either side of the path. They look cute, but are actually kind of nasty—they can carry diseases such as plague and monkey pox. (Trust me. Don't google that.)

But today we stopped for a few minutes. We sat on a bench, enjoyed the view, and I sent out a note of gratitude to the universe. Thank you, Gabriel García Márquez, for sharing the gift of your words with the world. RIP.

Sunday, April 13, 2014

Excuses, Excuses...

I'll just list the highlight (and lowlights) regarding my prolooooonged absence, which may or may not get expounded on in later blogposts.

  • Minor knee surgery
  • Blood clot following above mentioned minor knee surgery
  • Bad attitude regarding above mentioned blood clot
  • Bad attitude regarding weight gain from meds for above mentioned blood clot
  • Work on this extraordinary collection of patterns and essays
  • Shock of realizing DD graduates from college in less than a month
  • Birth of DH's first grandchild
  • A problem tooth that has stumped three (soon to be four) dentists
  • Multiple viewings of Downton Abbey
  • A new JelliDonut Facebook page (see sidebar)
  • Reading too many political posts while working on above mentioned Facebook page
I'm also in the process of adding lots of my patterns to Ravelry and Craftsy, launching a Ruzuku class with Donna Druchunas, and I will be contributing an essay and a pattern to the 4th edition of Stories in Stitches, a publication I have been fortunate enough to help with.

You'll notice some minor changes in my blog, and there will be more to come. Unfortunately, some of the changes require the expertise of people who actually know what they're doing, not to mention a little money, which is good because a little is exactly what  I have.

So please forgive my neglect of you and my blog. And know that while I might have been a slacker, many of you have been in my thoughts. Until the next post, please enjoy this gratuitous photo of my new granddog Mattie.

Friday, July 20, 2012

Do Something You Love Today

It's hard to find words sometimes. Last night, about half an hour from where I live, 12 people were murdered. More will probably die from their injuries. The only thing they did was go to a movie and now they're gone.

I was in shock the first few minutes after I heard the news. We've had so many tragedies lately here in Colorado and the numbness hardly wears off before something else happens. It's too much to bear. You have to find a way to stop thinking about it, at least for a little while. But really, it's impossible to forget when the onslaught feels ceaseless and senseless. You don't know what to think anymore.

But I know one thing for sure. I never want to be one of those people who can just shrug it off and go on about their lives and say, "Meh, why should I feel bad about it? I didn't do it and neither did anyone else I know. Pass me the Cheez Whiz."

Right now I feel hopeless and helpless and disgusted, but I'll take that over feeling nothing at all. When we stop feeling, we stop being human. Then, we stop trying to find ways to make this kind of thing never happen again. Maybe that's just me pissing in the ocean but it's all I've got.

I have work piling up, a dog to get to the vet, and carpet that hasn't been vacuumed in so long, stuff is starting to grow in it. But tonight, I'll wind some yarn and cast on something and make a few cocktails, and try not to make sense of any of it while I feel my grief for those families.

Do something you love today. And send some good thoughts to Colorado. We can use them.

Thursday, June 28, 2012

July shortened to 30 days here in Colorado

By now you've heard the state of Colorado is one gigantic marshmallow roast. You gotta bring your own sticks, though. The High Park Fire--northern Colorado, near Ft. Collins--is about 75% contained, at a cost of $33 million dollars so far. And that's not even counting the property damage. The Flagstaff Fire--Boulder, home of the University of Colorado and Celestial Seasonings Tea and Shuttles, Spindles and Skeins--is about 30% contained and has grown to 300 acres. The Waldo Canyon Fire--Colorado Springs, near the Air Force Academy--is only 5% contained and has grown to over 18,000 acres. I've lost count of the number of homes destroyed, but I think it's about 500 so far, probably more. There are many other fires but I'm running out of pixels and can't list them all here.

Bad as all this is, it's not the worst part. Oh no. The worst part is the fireworks ban. I am not kidding, y'all. NO FIREWORKS ALLOWED. Not even by professionals. As of today, June 28, in Denver County, there will be no fireworks displays of any kind allowed this year. Ergo, we are skipping the fourth day of July entirely. One day it will be July 3rd, then the next day we go right to July 5th. Watch the video clip if you need proof. "If there's no fireworks, there's no 4th of July! It's just not faiiiiiiiiiiir! These people are professionals. They can take care of any problems that might come up." You know--just like the Titanic. (Fun fact: The Unsinkable Molly Brown's summer house is a few blocks from where I live.) Skip to about minute one of the video and go right to the part that would make Darwin want to smack somebody.

Stay safe everybody. 


* Charles Darwin. Image taken from the website

Thursday, June 21, 2012

Thanks, USOC!

I've been into competitive sports for a while now, for various and stupid reasons, not the least of which is I can eat donuts and drink beer and (usually) not gain weight. Whatever. It's the health aspect that's important. You know, the yin to the yang of the beer and donuts. The trouble is, I've sucked like a Hoover at most of them. Now I know why, thanks to the USOC.

Knitters and crocheters over at Ravelry have been messing with my sport mojo and it stops now because of the hyper-vigilance of a law clerk at the USOC headquarters not a hundred miles from my house. Kismet! I should drive down there today and give them a big, fat wet kiss for being my athletic supporter. But I have a league tennis match tonight, which I will surely win now that my tennis skillz aren't being thwarted by disrespecting commie-pinko-fascist knitters.

Yes, I realize I'm guilty of having "denigrate(ed) the true nature of the Olympic Games," myself but I don't think Ravelry is going to catch on. There's only two million members. It's not like anybody pays attention to it. So thank you, USOC, for saving me from wasting two weeks of my life trying to knit a fair aisle jumper in 23 different colors on size two needles. Although I'm not an *Olym**c-caliber athlete, it's good to know you've got my back.

*The term "Olympic," and any iteration thereof, including any word ending with --ympic, --ympia, --ympiad, and asshat are for the exclusive use of the USOC only. Anyone attempting to use the words, especially people with sharp needles and hooks, will be smote with as much legal bad-assness as the USOC can afford, which is plenty. 

Friday, April 27, 2012

"Can Ikea show you how to make your own dinosaur?"

If you don't think Ikea is taking over the world, or at least popular culture, I offer you proof. The science geek in me loves this, but I guess you could say I'm just a little biased. The second link is to photos of my studio, which is furnished almost exclusively with Ikea stuff, in case you haven't seen it.

At any rate, I think they're on to something with their minimal word instruction sheets. If you've put together a piece of Ikea furniture with your spouse, you can cross 'hand-to-hand-combat with a rabid ninja pirate' off your bucket list. All kidding aside, it beats the heck out of reading some badly edited techno-speak manual. A picture really is worth a thousand words.

So why haven't we embraced the Japanese style of knitting and crochet patterns? Here's a photo of a cardigan pattern I got from one of Donna Druchuna's Japanese Knitting classes:

This is the entire pattern. One page. So simple, so elegant. So much less to read, and the decisions about things like how to decrease for the shoulders can be based on your own skills and not the designer's. 

What do you think? Could you learn to embrace something like this? I realize Ikea isn't a Japanese company, but I think you get the picture. PUN INTENDED.

Have a great weekend!