Friday, September 30, 2005

Wipe out!

G'day all!

Things are pretty stressy around here. Nathan is having regular hissy fits and I am taking them all too seriously, which is not good for me (or him).

Can you believe that the photographer has already been here taking shots of the house? We only found out on Wednesday like two days ago that the place is for sale. And the poor photographer was whinging cos he couldn't get a good picture, particularly of the inside. Quelle surprise! This ain't Changing Rooms or Queer Eye or a place that has been being dolled up for six months for the photographs and the sale. This is a dumpyish old house that needs a lot of care - it hasn't been painted in at least 7.5 years inside or out (except for two rooms), the inside is mostly APRICOT (which the landlord thinks is lovely), the previous owner used softwoods on twiddly external bits that are out in the rain and they have rotted. Its contents tend to be hand me downs or bits of Ikea furniture. It ain't classy and they only told Nathan about the photographs - he didn't tell me and there is little I could do in an hour anyway. Plus do I really care? Two developers have already looked at it and will not offer $440K cos they can't make that much out of it since it is only big enough for two townhouses. The landlord might have to suck on getting less than he hoped for. And he has fractured the relationship he had with his good, long term tenants.

I *still* haven't taken any pics of the stuff I've spun recently. I reckon that I should get some socks on the needles properly cos with the stress level as it is, I'd whiz straight through them in about 10 minutes (I have two toes cast on but I am using the needles for the second handwarmer so the socks are on hold, literally). I knit fast when I am stressed, but I don't knit neatly. Liesel continues apace on the train, except for yesterday when I didn't do a yarn over six rows down and couldn't figure out what I had done wrong until I ripped her back. So on the train yesterday, I did 4 rows, ripped two, did two, ripped four, and then ended up knitting just two rows all up for about 10 rows input! Today was much better - being awake helps! (Surprised?) I reckon I got four repeats done. I also think I'll have to use a bit of a second skein of L&L to make the scarf what I call a good length - currently it is a little shorter than I need and I am getting close to the end of the ball.

Today's recommendation

If you are reading a chart and you suddenly freak and think you've been doing it all wrong, check the chart. Is it upside down? Upside down suddenly changes a lot of things, including the direction of the decreases, etc. Not that I would do anything silly like that, not me! NEVER! (Maybe a little bit.)

Why do I still need the chart after about 17 repeats? Cos I only usually get to do one repeat per train journey and that isn't enough practice to set the pattern in stone. Plus I only usually get about 20 minutes knitting time in, alongside daydreaming out the window. But today I flew! Four repeats!

But it is a very nice pattern, MJ. Thank you for sharing it with us!

Tomorrow should be good. I am going to the Geelong Fibre Fest for the morning. I am going to be good, though if they have any fibre there that is a high percentage silk mixed with something else, I am likely to get some. I love spinning it and other people love it too. They might even buy it from me, if I ever get my act together and get it online.

However, my act is going to be based on sorting stuff and packing stuff over the next month or so. I am going to hold off on packing yarn and fleece for as long as possible, since they are my favourite toys, alongside the computer. We have plenty o books and lots of stuff we have both been hanging onto cos "it might come in handy one day" (and usually does after you throw it out, having not used it in five years).

So my blogging might be a little irregular for the next while until we get some certainty back in our lives.

anon!

Wednesday, September 28, 2005

Foul treachery!

G'day all!

We got a phone call from the real estate agent an hour ago. Our landlord, the one that we had a good relationship with a year ago, has decided that he wants to sell the house we live in. Not that he rang us up and told us so himself.

ARRRRRRRGGGGGHHHHH! (and that is not pirate speak!)

We don't have enough money to try to buy it, so it looks like we are going to be on the move. Also, is it worth buying even if we did have the money ($440K) - it is going to need the whole south wall replaced, window frames replaced, etc. Bottom bottom bottom and poo!

Nathan is talking moving in with his parents. Ack. It would be cheaper but like yeah, especially if his little brother is still at home playing very loud computer games at 2am. We'd have to put heap of stuff into storage - some of it could go full stop but other stuff is too good to turf.

Plus the car that we found a buyer for? The guy who owned the car won't give out his bank details cos he says that once people have your account details they can swipe money out of it, and like the buyer of the car is my SISTER and if I can't trust her then crikey, we are in strife. Um hello? Any ebayers out there who do the money transfer thing? How many times has someone stolen money out of your account? There are indemnity things in Australia anyway.

Sigh. Life is suddenly more grumpy. Ah well, all will be revealed in the fullness of time.

SnB tonight. Hooray! If I decide to go. I should cos it will stop me grumping. Nathan has people coming around so they will entertain him.

Here's a necklace that I put together for a friend. So simple. She bought most of the fixings, except the clasp and crimps. Each of the stones is about 4cm/1.5" long. Pretty, eh? So shiny I couldn't get a good shot of it. (OK I need a light tent but this was taken in the car on the way to giving it to her.) I really like the stone in the centre - looks like a landscape.


And now I am peeved cos I won't see the tibouchina in flower after we "liberated" it. It is only just coming back to life:


anon!

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Peewees and a very dirty car

G'day all!

Well today was not too bad a day at all. OK, I had to go to work but I was given another bit of work to do! HOORAY! Plus the stuff that is about to be overdue is being pushed out because we didn't know that the person who needs to provide their opinions on the stuff is away this week.

At lunchtime I went for a little walk with Leisel down to the Yarra River. Leisel took in the view along the casino across the river:


It was very pleasant indeed in the sun but alas I had forgotten the chart and sat there looking at my knitting sure that I had it wrong. I didn't but instead I just dilly dallied in the sun. I could've stayed there all afternoon.

The train trip home was uneventful but I got a very rude shock when I got back to my car. I had parked near a powerpole the day before and had a few vague scatterings of bird poo on my car but NOTHING could've prepared me for this:


OHMIGOD! There are two pee wees, mudlarks, magpie larks, call them what you will nesting above the place I parked my car (I'll see if I can get a picture of them tomorrow - I didn't for some reason today, I was probably in shock). I could not believe how much POO was on my car! Like these birds must just crap all day long! I know that they hate cars cos they see their own reflection in them, and being territorial dive bomb the "intruder" but this is a little OTT don't you think?

(Which reminds me - I've never seen Nutmeg react to a reflection of herself until last night, when she saw her reflection in the piano. She walked to the end of the piano and stuck her head around the corner, but there was no cat there. So she moved back and there's that cat again! Head around the corner again and the cat is gone! She did this a few times before ignoring it. I reckon that cats cast an SEP over reflections - they are Someone Else's Problem.)

So when I got home in my filthy little car, I washed him with the help of Nathan on the waterblaster. Much better now:


So no pics of the spinning yet again - car had to have all that muck washed off him before it ate all the paintwork off and ate through the back window and tried to monster me! That used up the evening sunlight. Ah well, another time!

anon!

Monday, September 26, 2005

A more positive post

G'day all!

OK, had enough of whinging and moaning. I've sorted some stuff out in my own head and requested some stuff at work (such as the provision of feedback not plain criticism).

Liesel continues apace! I am halfway through the ball of Lion and Lamb now, though Liesel isn't overly long yet. I reckon she will be an easy length to fling around my neck in a most dashing fasion but not enough to double over and loop through. A pic tomorrow when my progess looks even more impressive - I've probably done about 15 repeats now.

Yesterday I sanded some lengths of dowel and shaped some points on them. Two even have knobs on the end, but the rest need to have some sort of stopper fitted. Home made knitting needles! Do they work? Dunno. Haven't found the right yarn to test them with - I'm not using the Lion and Lamb, though it would be a good one to find out if there are any snaggy bits. I just have problems letting myself use $33 a skein yarn for testing.... Like YIKES!

Pictures? You want pictures? Maybe tomorrow night when I get home before sunset cos I was a bit late today.

Today I had yet another run in with m*crosoft products. Ah, I thought that Word was my favourite ever program to wrangle, but in general I can wrassle it into submission these days.

This morning I played with Powerpoint, transcribing someone's presentation into the right template (no it wouldn't just drop in over the template - that is another story!). It is a naughty naughty little program. It is very stubborn. eg I want to use a 22pt font. It says OK, you can use it on this slide but not on this slide - I'm staying with a 19pt font on this slide. Nope, no 22pt fonts here! OK, so the title is in 22pt but I ain't letting on that 22pt fonts are available. See the list? It says 18,20,24,28... No 22pt fonts here! (Don't ask me why it then makes everything 19pt, which also isn't on the list, just cos the 19pt font is in the template that I have to use.)

Hands up anyone who has ever suffered a powerpoint presentation that is full of eensy weeeeeensy text that you can't read? Well I reckon it was a presentation set up by my work's marketing comms people. They believe that you should not use fonts larger than 24pt for titles and that 16pt fonts are perfectly OK. It puts a new slant on reading the fine print, which you should always do when dealing with financial services companies or any contract.

Today's tidbit of info. It seems that most countries that have suffered major upheaval, such as East Timor, tend to use another country's currency (often the US dollar). North Korea uses a range of currencies, but the Euro is most widely accepted. Is it a surprise that the USD is not widely used? So if you go to North Korea, stock up on them euros beforehand cos once you are there, you can't get any cash out of any banks and you can't use those traveller's cheques.

A second tidbit of info. Australia has euros too, but ours tend to hop around a bit and they certainly don't fit in your wallet. I'd love to see someone holding out 10 euros, cos they are a form of wallaby (a small kangaroo). LOL

Finally, some amusing and/or informative links.

Help save the endangered tree octopus (what a brilliantly designed page!)

Don't go swimming around the Gulf area of the US - that dolphin may not be so friendly after all!

A range of oils from Oz native plants can kill nasties.

And the joy of the Annals of Improbable Research, now brought to you in blog format.

anon!

Sunday, September 25, 2005

Hi ho hi ho

It's off to work I go (in the morning).

This is a tedious and dull post.

I've had a rather full weekend - done lots of spinning, lots of gardening, even some tidying up inside. The changes to the garden are noticeable, which pleases me. I like making a difference. I wish I had taken some pics of the spinning but oh well, you'll have to wait for another day! I am playing with singles, and with a fine thread of yarn plied with a thick and thin thread. Some of it is very interesting. I like trying out new ways of doing things. I'm not making it bulky though cos I just can't do bulky easily on my wheel - I need a bulky flier, orifice, etc.

Now that the spring equinox is past, I am getting home well before dark, so pics after work are more likely, though it keeps being cloudy. The sun is already rising more than an hour and a half earlier than at winter solstice, but sunset has only moved on a bit over an hour so far. That fascinates me. After summer solstice, sunrise whips back about half an hour really quickly then pulls back more slowly whilst twilight remains fairly steady for about a month.

More introspection (I tend to live in my own head a lot -can't you tell?). This is more typical blog whining.

Why oh why am I working in a job that is sucking the soul out of me?

Cos.
Cos we need the money.
Cos I feel some weird sense of duty to my team (yet it seems now I am holding them back - they need a top flight trainer not someone who is really good at Googling).
Cos I can't find another job.
Cos I have all these great and apparently totally-useless-for-any-other-job skills.
Cos the idea of having the pulp beaten out of my by a lifeless, soulless job seems totally unbelievable so I keep persisting at it.
Cos I keep hoping that things will change and I won't have to get out of my comfort zone.
Cos the idea of being on the job treadmill scares me witless.
Cos I am not very good at dealing with rejection (which is odd cos by now I should be a past master at it).
Cos I am starting to sense my own mortality - the seasons and years now are whipping by and I am not getting a chance to savour them. Instead it is always hurry hurry hurry busy busy busy must do this, must do that, must flog at work, darnit I didn't get a chance to fix that up before it backfired on me, realise in dismay that my life is fleeing before my eyes. I want my life back, dangit!

Two months or so ago I felt that great things lay ahead of me. I tend to believe that we determine our own fate, so I'd best get on my bike and start pedalling up those hard and nasty hills to where I want to be rather than free wheeling on the road to oblivion. If I want those great things, I'll have to work towards them. Noone is just going to give them to me.

I'm not very good at pedalling up hills.

Ah well. Enought whining. Work in the morning. Best get a good night's sleep.

anon!

Friday, September 23, 2005

A glossy black acquisition

G'day all!

TGIF. Hooray for Friday, even though I had a very short working week - only two days.

What is glossy and black and makes music when you lift its lid and hit its keys?

Answer:

Do you like my spinning wheel reflected in its glossy blackness?

Today Nathan's parents bought it for him and we have to pay them back. If we can pay them back and still save, we will be doing well. Does someone look happy with his new piano?


See how shiny it is? And if you are wondering, the next thing along is a/n harmonium. It is a weird old box and a somewhat acquired taste in music which I now like very much. LOL

In other news....

Yes, Judy, it is a Clap!

But I am not sure it is the best use of this horrendously expensive yarn.

So instead one skein is going towards making Liesel, and here is my version to date:

I think the lace pattern is showing up OK even with the variegated yarn.

I should be watching "Johnny English" with Nathan but there is too much of that excruciating British humour, like in Fawlty Towers. I can barely watch Fawlty Towers and Johnny English just has me running out of the room. Maybe I find it excruciating cos I am a queen of faux pas and can't bear watching other people make idiots of themselves too.

WARNING - Danger Will Robinson! Don't read the next bit cos it is self-indulgent whinging! I am not deleting it cos it tracks where I have been.

Speaking of idiots, I am really truly back on the job lookout now. This job is not where I want to be anymore. I thought I could make a difference, but all I am doing is making myself look like a fool every time I run a training course. It was a much better opportunity than where I was but something's gone horribly wrong, and I fear it is me. I am just not what is needed in that role. I am too direct with people or I beat around the bush too much - I am at fault both ways. I come across too stroppy in emails. I should liaise via my team leader, I should go direct. I am too quiet, I am too in peoples' faces. I am all or nothing. There have been a few problem people along the way, and I am not socially clever enough to deal with them effectively. Ah well. I'll spend my life roleplaying competence in something and trying to find out what that something is. There will always be failures along the way. For the time being though it just makes me want to cry. I've never failed at something that I wanted to be good at or had to be good at before. I'll get over it soon enough. Too soon, knowing me and my inability to hang onto things for very long.

It would be so nice to fulfil even a little of my potential rather than leading a life being mediocre. My life isn't mediocre but I feel I am mediocre. It just leaves such a bad taste in my mouth and a sad feeling in my heart because I know I can be so much more. Currently I am just a round peg squashed into a square hole.

anon!

Wednesday, September 21, 2005

Piano

G'day all!

What a stressful day it has been. Burning the yarn was not helpful.

Getting through the first ball of Lion and Lamb for my blog-disease and figuring that I didn't really like it didn't help either.

Having one of the cats, who *always* comes when I call her not come in for 15 minutes of calling and then spend half her time washing her backside and looking terribly stressed didn't help. I had images of poor Beatrix in my mind. (If Brainylady drops by, my condolences, if a bit late - I didn't want to leave a comment after finding out nearly two weeks later cos that is bad form too).

The house smelling of burnt hair leads to a certain stress too, along with a sore throat, scratchy eyeballs and unhappy lungs.

But I did manage to get to Marta's to buy some replacement tops to spin up. Plus I saw this pattern by Yummyyarn being knitted by Jillian and decided maybe it would be a better use of one ball of Lion and Lamb. I've only done one repeat so far cos until I got Nathan to print the pattern, I couldn't read it, as my computer and the printer are having "Issues" at present. The copy on screen appears to have half a dozen symbols for the yarn over open circle - that confused me! But printed, it is fine. Weird, huh?

So now I am a copy cat (from Ballarat, went to school and got the strap - anyone have their own local version of that schoolyard chant?). Can you forgive me, Jillian?

The amazing highlight of the day has to be taking Nathan to the piano shop to buy a new key thingo for the bongo drums he has to play on Sunday. The church bongos have not been used in years it seems and the skins were loose and floppy. So I took him to the piano and music shop, about 15 minutes drive away, to get a tuning key.

The guys at the shop couldn't find any in the cabinet so one went rummaging out the back looking for them.

In the mean time, Nathan and I wandered off into the music area to look at sheet music.

We found a book of sheet music of Antonio Carlos Jobim. We are listening to a lot of his music at present. DIdn't know he was dead - I guess he won't be writing any more!

So the $2 tuning key turned into a $39.95 book. Ka-ching! That's $41.95 thank you! Ah well, we can afford $42 to keep Nathan happy.

Then Nathan looked wistfully at the pianos and played a few. He found a yamaha that he reallllllly likes. Black and glossy and not played much and nice and tight with a good tone - even I could tell it has a bright tone despite the small child attacking all the electronic pianos and playing them on THE most annoying stops he could find.....

$5995.

EEEEK! You can buy a half decent second hand car here for that, as long as you don't mind small cars or rather older large cars.

So we have put a holding deposit on it whilst Nathan works on his parents for a loan.

Then when we got home, after a side trip to Marta's, Nathan discovered that the bongo is missing a lug and one of the drums can't be tightened.

Darned waste of $2.

LOL

Well looks like I am fairly much recovered so it is back to work for me tomorrow!

anon!

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

OHMIGOD

I just nearly burnt the house down!

I forgot to turn off the slow cooker last night. I was overdyeing the 50:50 silk wool that I wasn't totally happy with.... I had put it in the laundry cos Nathan hates the smell of hot silk. Of course I forgot all about it cos it was in the laundry.

I have no idea how long it will take to get rid of the smell of burnt hair. The house reeks of 80 grams of carbonised hair. I can't have a shower until the smell dies down cos my hair just absorbs stenches (like it has this morning - it stinks a LOT!).

So, dreamcatcher, it will be even longer before your birthday present arrives...

(Did I cry? What do you think if you had just carbonised a friend's well overdue birthday present and nearly burned the house down?)

Gadzooks!

G'day all!

Well, I've not heard many theories about what the triangle is, though I sure gave away a lot of clues....

Today for your delectation and DE-light, we have (TA-DUM!)



A FINISHED object! (With slicey dicey head and a really dopey grin - I was half asleep at the time - topped off by uncombed hair cos my head was not supposed to be in shot) This is the sort of thing that happens when I am not at work- I get bored and knit things and spin things whilst waiting for the unwellness to recede. I even finish things!

And here is the back view with me attempting to be saucy since Nathan was playing photographer:


Mental note to self - being saucy in trackpants, even fairly neat fitting trakky dax, does not enhance one's bottom.

Hooray for me! It is actually ok! The neck is a little sloppy but it has to be cos otherwise my boofhead won't fit through the neckhole (boofheaded mother, boofheaded father = boof headed kids. Just something for you girls out there to remember). The seams are almost all beautiful - I ued the nifty matterss seaming instead of the old, reliable but not pretty back stitch. I am quite pleased with it. I have worn it for a few hours and so far so good - no reeeky armpit smells, no particular itches. Much better than the first time around for this top. I am so pleased that it is now actually wearable. Wearable is good.

It is a pity that I managed to spill something on it at some point and it had a vaguely brown blob on the lace. LOL Typical me!

Must find out what my housemate uses for perfume. Hmm, could've phrased that better - I make it sound like she uses cat wee or rolls around in the compost bin or something, but whatever it is, I am very allergic to it. I'm on antihistamines so my nose is not managing to run but my lungs are dying.

Finally, having had a look at not Amelia Raitte's blog (99% sure it isn't her real name), I came across some fun and games she had looked at whilst suffering ennui.

This place said that my birth tree is:

Walnut Tree, the Passion

and this makes me:
Unrelenting, strange and full of contrasts, often egoistic, aggressive, noble, broad horizon, unexpected reactions, spontaneous, unlimited ambition, no flexibility, difficult and uncommon partner, not always liked but often admired, ingenious strategist, very jealous and passionate, no compromises.

Wow. I never knew that was me! Unrelenting? Unlimited ambition? No flexibility? Ingenious strategist? All the rest? I will happily admit to being strange and having unexpected reactions though.

Then this numerology place told me my life path is 9. I am compassionate and generous and not suited to the business environment. Isn't that nice? And that Nathan is a 22, which means he has hit the peak of the tree and is one of nature's oddballs and true visionaries. I laughed and laughed and laughed, cos it described him quite well.

I don't tend to take these things seriously - I know some do but I don't. Just like some people have Faith and I don't. But I do find them amusing, in the same sort of way that trashy women's magazines are amusing - you "read" their "in-depth" articles and laugh and forget about it. It amuses me more when the astrology sites tie into my apparent Meyer-Briggs type (infp).

And on that note,

anon!

Sunday, September 18, 2005

Avast, slow down, me hearties

G'day all!

Today be "Talk like a Pirate Day", 19 September. Avast there! Aaaarrrrrrr! (This post be written in very poor poirate speak.)

Arrr, this be what you can get done when you wait 2 hours to see a doctor. Not that poirates see doctors cos poirates are always sailing the seas or a-visitin Davy Jones' Locker! Yes, one of the sleeves for the pink top be done. I pillaged and looted the old sleeves for their lace. The front be done too. You've seen the back. And since I start writing this todee, the second sleeve be done.


Aarr, and what could this be? Some form of not-so-eensy-weeny string bikini? Some form of blog-inspired venereal disease? But clever pirates be knowin how to avoid VDs....


I be readin too - still ploughin through Trudi's books. (What's that? Of course pirates can read - how else can pirates be findin treasure maps and work out the directions??) I be enjoyin 'em lots. Nathan finished them on Saturday and had a hissy fit cos something happened that he didn't want to happen. Boys! I be finished the last one now. Now I know why Nathan be havin a hissy fit. And I be still awaitin fer discussions on HP6 - I hear intriguing ideas 'ere an there.

I be tagged twice by Di and Cathy for the same meme. Memes seem to be a form of VD too - they spread as quick as the clap did last year! Here be the meme:

1. Go into your archive.
2. Find your 23rd post (or closest to).
3. Find the fifth sentence (or closest to).
4. Post the text of the sentence in your blog along with these instructions.
5. Tag five people to do the same.

and here be what I said in that post.
Lord help us if we lived somewhere where you get blizzards and can't get out of the house for days - we can go out in this weather but it isn't as pleasant as it could be.

Methinks this be a whinge about the crappy weather we ad in November last year just after me boirthday!

If ye wish to loot and pillage this ere meme from me, well avast me earties! Prepare to take on boarders!

Nah, ye be welcome to it. I not be taggin noone with this here meme cos I've already tagged me earties with one and it be no treasure map.

Apologies to those who have been expecting a bit more effort from me recently - effort has been hard to come by. It is the hayfever and cold and gastro silly season here, and I've had the lot in the last month, nicely topped off by some most excellent left sided sinusitis which flared up today. I get sinus problems when I am worn out. DH congratulated me on looking terrible this morning. So I've been rather quiet recently since the enormous blog on Saturday, which was actually Friday's blog that I forgot to finish. Plus the power outage brought my image server, hawthorn, down no more than a minute after I finally got the blog published, so the link to the dress pics didn't work for the weekend. Whilst hawthorn is down, there is no point me doing pics.

Ah well, it will all work out soon enough!


anon!

(PS no poirate talk tomorrow, me earties. No more eatin pieces of 8 and ardtack)

Saturday, September 17, 2005

No piccies at present - my image server is down after a blackout today. The server is less than a kilometre from me. We had no power for about an hour. I actually had to do some tidying instead!!!!

Thursday, September 15, 2005

An assortment of ramblings

G'day all!

Today I am going to ramble, maybe even more than I normally ramble. Be afraid, be very afraid.

Wedding, a year ago


A few people have asked about my wedding. I shall enlighten all of you who read this blog who were not able to come along (mostly cos you didn't know me yet).

Nathan and I met through a club called "The Fellowship of Middle Earth" aka FOME. The name of the club might be a bit of a giveaway. We are geeks. We like SF and fantasy (I am currently reading this. It is good. You need a copy too. Conflicts of interest? I know the author). We like watching SF stuff on the telly. We've watched all bar about 10 hours of the 4 DVD sets of the FotR, TT and RotK. We have a locations book for the Lord of the Rings and in our trip to NZ will not be afraid to use it to find some of the places we saw. I had been a member of the SCA for about 10 years until the back stabbing got a bit much (it seems that people whose ambitions in real life are thwarted turn to make believe to achieve those ambitions).

So it was kinda natural that we should have a medieval/renaissance/fantasy theme for our wedding.

I sewed all of my dress myself, unless you count the sewing that closed the back of the overdress, kindly done by my sisters as they squabbled over who knew how to do it properly. I sat for hours on the train (in half hour blocks) embroidering about 25m of edging. I didn't embroider the sleeves and the yoke - that was the $100 a metre silk. I finished knitting my scarf on the morning of the wedding. I had to have something knitted on and as it turned out, I needed more than a smallish scarf on the day. I finished the dress in the morning too. I was bored cos noone knew where I was and I don't have a mobile phone. The dress is not well finished - much more a costume built to not fall apart but not pretty at the hem, etc. I sewed Nathan's tunic - you can't hire anything that looks good on a bloke that big cos it is all made for average sizing. A friend had finished his cloak and embroidered it in return for Nathan making her a large wooden box. Our friends decorated the hall and set everything up. I hope that an enormous bouquet of flowers was indicative of our thanks. $50 of (mostly) native flowers decked out the vases. SCA arts n a z i s would've cringed but we weren't holding an SCA event, we were having fun!

I've put up some pics of my dress here if you want to see more detail. Plus there are a few more random shots too that I found that I liked. Oh and for those who are wondering, yes my hair was quite green - I dyed streaks of green through it. The next day I put some blue in too, with the idea that it would all be gone by the time I got back to work. Bzzzt! LOL. "Lynne, is your hair green?" was one of the first questions I got. Sigh. Blasted corporate offices. I wish I had dark hair cos they don't object to dark haired girls having burgundy and pink in their hair. If I could have my way, I would dye my hair mermaid colours - blue and greens. Sometimes I might do some pink and violet. It takes dye pretty well, being so pale.

Totally random links


All of these have amused or entertained me in some way. They may not do it for you!

I am very disappointed in my fellow Australians. Not enough beer drinking! Don't blame me - I would if my gut would let me.

A new Australian yarn magazine. Now if only my computer would talk to my printer (no Ubuntu linux printer experts out there???).

A Yankee gets turfed out of Oz for voicing his opinion of the government and the Iraq war. Sigh.

Jared Diamond talks about his book, Collapse. A forensic geologist, Peter James, talks about disinformation.

A random bit from some dude in the USA with new rules and a shock for Dubya.

Some really nifty photos, mostly from Tasmania, Oz.

Ooops! Didn't post this last night - better do it now. I started it nearly a day ago.

anon!

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

MEme and more randomness

G'day all!

Jillian tagged me for the me meme. So if you wanted knitting and spinning content, you won't find much here.

10 years ago:
What was I doing 10 years ago?

I was definately working on my PhD. Was I living in 3/1 Panorama St? I must've been. This means that I had broken up with my boyfriend two months earlier and was very unhappy. (Incidentally, I just discovered that he and another friend are now engaged - hooray! At last! It's taken him long enough!) In another month I pranged my beloved car (blasted people who stop at the *exit* of an intersection in heavy rain at night cos they see a red light ahead of them whilst turning right....) and was basically suicidal. I had the means but couldn't work out the exactlogistics. My friends were looking after my ex, who had dumped me and was severely depressed, and left me to find new friends. I did find a new group to hang out with and RR looked after me through the bad patch, for which I remain very grateful. I was not knitting at this time - too busy with thesis.

5 years ago:
I had met Nathan, we had been together for about 10 weeks. I was working as a claims assessor and studying "part time" in ESD - environmentally sustainable development. Nathan was whinging about not seeing me much cos I had to study every night and most of the weekend to keep up - so much for an "introductory" course. It was called introductory but the new coordinator of the course thought that was boring and changed the syllabus to cater for people who already worked in the field. Didn't update the course description though. Gee thanks! (NB - gave up study after that) I was having time off from knitting - too much study.

1 year ago:
Nathan and I were just wed. We were about to take off on our honeymoon to Western Australia. What a fabulous trip, though I don't want to spend three weeks driving 8500km in my little car in a hurry again. (Petrol prices in Melbourne now exceed those we paid on the trip - impressive, huh, cos they were about 30 cents a litre more than city prices at the time...). Knitting and spindling.

Now the yesterday and today are missing but honestly, yesterday and today were fairly much writeoffs cos they were work days. BORING!

5 snacks:
GF, DF chips (aka crisps by some people)
GF DF jelly lamingtons
GF, DF oven chips (aka fries by some people)
GF, DF corn thins
GF, DF choccy bikkies
(detecting a theme there? Now if I could eat gluten and dairy, it would be Magnum icecreams, mint slices, light and tangy chippies, almost anything chocolate and mint and cheese TWISTIES! Oh how I miss thee my cheese twisties!)

5 songs I know all the words to:
Weird Al's Albuquerque (even though I can't spell it - A L B U kerkee!)
Gone Fishin (instead of just a wishin)
Summertime ( and the living is easy - with a little refersher course)
Amost any song off Queen's albums A day at the Races, A Night at the Opera and News of the World.
Almost any song off ELO's A New World Record.
(Do you detect another theme there? I listen to nearly anything but don't like most hip hop, rap and doof doof music)

5 things I would do with $100 million:
invest (and live off the interest and work where I will when I will rather than being stuck in a dead end job)
invest (and dabble in philanthropy)
invest (and buy conservation properties and install custodians for them)
invest
look after me and mine - pay off mortages, buy nice cars (nothing fancy, nothing european especially if the indicator stalk is on the wrong side), buy a house for me and Nathan, set Nathan up in his nursery that he'd like to run, my yarn/spinning shop, travel, etc.

5 places to run away to:
Tasmania
New Zealand
Western Australia
the Galapagos
Ancient stone sites of Europe and England
(Am not game to go to exotic places - would probably die of gluten poisoning. No fun travelling if you spend most of your time in the toilets....)

5 things I would never wear:
never say never baby!
OK, seriously,
Something two sizes too small for me
hot pants
boob tubes
beige and other browny neutrals
G-strings on the outside

5 favourite TV shows (my all-time faves list):
Babylon 5
Blake's 7
New Dr Who
Bill and Ben (the flowerpot men)
umm, number five - a few are jockeying for this spot... ummm....maybe Black Adder?

5 biggest joys:
waking up and not having to go to work - instant pep-up!
snuggling the boy or the cats
being able to travel to beautiful places with marvellous wildflowers in 2-3 hours
playing with colour
singing in a group in perfect harmony

5 toys:
digital camera
spinning wheel
computer
umm, err, crikey, I dunno.

5 people to pass this on to:

The Drop Stitch Knitter
Knitty in Pink
The Knitter's Last Stand
If Gibbering or A2 pass by and want to join in the fun, yeah, why not?




This morning when I got into work, there was a flood in the break out area. Noone had bothered doing anything about it until three people all walked in and looked and went, oh. problem. botheration! Other people had totally ignored it. It was like the three of us saw through the SEP (someone else's problem) field.

Turns out the hot water billi was leaking - the insides of the cupboard it sits in were covered in condensation but I couldn't figure out how that caused a flood. The billis sit in a copper tray to ensure any floods are contained. The copper tray leaks. Useful, huh?

Anyway, whilst we were waiting for the flood to be mopped up, I wrote up a couple of signs. My company's current marketing campaign is based around 'the (company name) "(insert something witty here)" plan. eg the XXX "I don't want to be riding this tram when I am 80" plan. My version is 'the XXX "we didn't plan on having a flood" plan.' It has apparently caused a few giggles, even for the lucky guy whose desk was directly under the flood. I kindly consoled him with the happy news that at least it was water cos I can remember an incident at another location with either the men's showers or the urinals leaked water onto the floor below.... charmed!

At work, I've been looking at some guidelines on helping people stop smoking whilst in hospital (am actually looking for cotinine testing info). They recommend that people who are NOT tobacco users do not have nicotine replacement therapy! Why ever would that be? Because they are not
addicted to cigarettes?

Knitting news? I knitted more pink top front. That's your knitting news! I would've knitted more of it this arvo than I did but the blasted new ball of yarn played silly beggars with me and when I tried to pull the centre thread out, tangled magnificently. Took me 10 minutes to fix up the mess! Still, I am almost done with the armpit shaping, now for the rest of the front. Shouldn't take as long as the back cos I have a neck hole to shape around.

Here's your pics for the day. A blurry roo (not clickable) as seen through the flywire of the dunny (I like a loo with a view!):


And a lovely valley view from near Sundial peak taken by Nathan cos yours truly became famished and needed a toot break. Why not use the bush? umm, well, you see we have lots of heathy plants with very sharp and pointy leaves in our bush (and I don't want them in the royal our bush).... do you need any further reason?



anon!

Tuesday, September 13, 2005

For those who think this is a knitting blog....

G'day all!

I reckon it is time to show you that I do still knit, and spin.

So here is the pink top, so far:


The back is done, now for the front - it is partway through the armpit shaping. I do hope you like my favourite flannelette sheets (my total and utter favourite sheets of any type, actually). At my current rate of progress, I might get the front done by the end of the week. Then I'll be able to compare the armsceyes of the front and back with the already made up sleeves, but I fear the sleeves are not as neat fitting as I'd like, so I'll probably have to frog them.

Here is something I have been playing with. Lynne Vogel often uses "energised singles" to make socks and treasure bags (kits offered for sale here). Singles yarns are well known for causing bias in knitting - they slant to the right or to the left, depending on whether they are S or Z plied. For energised singles, you have to knit what you've spun as a single rather quickly after spinning - no waiting for months to knit this up!

So on the weekend, I took along my spindle and a pile of pencil rovings I dyed up recently.


After I had spun up three 9m lengths of rovings, I started, knitting. I thought I was knitting a small baggie, but slowly it turned into this:


A fingerless glove. Or mitten. Or handwarmer. (Do you like my B5 watch and my sheets? Do you detect a geeky theme here?) Can you see the way the knitting is pretty regular near the cuff, then starts slanting towards the right? Here's a close up:


The regular stuff was ?S-spun (clockwise spun) yarn that only had a little piggy tail curl if I let it wind back on itself. The slanty, energised knitting was knitted from S-spun yarn that had lots of little piggy tails if I left it curl back on itself. The mitt is being spun straight from the spindle copp. I admit that I did cheat a bit - I spun the yarn up then as I found I wanted more energy in it spun it a bit harder on the spindle before knitting it up. Yep, you heard me - it is coming straight off the spindle, so you can play with the tightness of the spinning as much as you like, then knit it on the spot. Sounds odd, works a treat. Thanks, Lynne, for revealling this interesting trick in the Twisted Sisters Sock Book.

The last bit of the mitten will be in Z-spun (anticlockwise spun) yarn - I expect it to twist to the left.

Having played with the singles yarn a bit now, I am having ideas about spinning non-energised singles - some of the stuff I started knitting with is clearly not very energised at all. I've been trying to work out how to make stuff like Lion and Lamb or the same stuff that Henry's Attick makes, and now I am getting closer to working it out.

Now my fibre acquisitions on the weekend were:


Some fluffy looking Corriedale from Jarob Farm (Australia's distributor of Fibretrend patterns).


Some Fibreworks hand-dyed throwster's waste and a silk cap in Happy Wanderer.


Some Fibreworks hand-dyed silk in ocean (something).

Can you believe this little packet of stuff


can explode into this?


And when I draft it up, it will be fluffy clouds of colour :-)

Finally, on a picture heavy post, I bring you two icons of Australia:


The wattle, symbol of our land. (Any Python fans out there know the rest of the quote - nb can't be an Aussie cos if you are an Aussie and don't know the Bruces sketch, well!)


A roo in someone's yard in Hall's Gap. (Note I have never said that roos are clever)

Next time - I hope to reply to a meme! I just have to remember some stuff first. Not my strong site, remembering stuff. LOL

anon!

Sunday, September 11, 2005

Happy anniversary to us!

G'day all!



Well a year ago today, Nathan and I were wed. Ohhhh.....

The weather was foul but everything else was grand. We had a fun day :-)

Today we drove back from the Grampians. Didn't want to leave. Never want to leave - that is the problem with going up there. We only had one full day up there. Why would you want to leave this view off the front verandah of the place we stayed at:


or this little bit of paradise:

to come home to steenky work?

But I wanted to get home by 3 today so we could fix up things and get all tidied away before we choof off to the PiL's for dinner. Isn't that nice - they are cooking us dinner so that we don't have to argue over whose turn it is to cook dinner. LOL

Now did I do any crafting over the weekend? You betcha! Did I managed to find some places to buy fibre along the way? You betcha! More later, along with more pics of the Grampians. But first I gotta tidy myself up for a dinner :-)

anon!

Thursday, September 08, 2005

Away away!

G'day all!

We're off to the Grampians now. See you on our Sunday, which is actually our anniversary...

anon!

Wednesday, September 07, 2005

A happy thought

G'day all!

I've been a complete grumpster recently. Grump grump grump! Grumperina, eat your heart out! Noone has been able to outdo my crabbiness (and no it isn't hormonal).

Then today, as I was discussing possible plans for things to do whilst Nathan is in England, I suddenly thought, "I can visit my sister!"

Well for some people that would be reward enough, though you might want to visit your own sister not mine. LOL. Of course if you do want to visit my sister, you'd better visit me too otherwise I'll be very jealous.

So you know what made me happy? Not so much the idea of driving to Wodonga (300km away, about 200 miles) but the fact that if I go via Beechworth then I can go to La Blanche, my favourite icecreamery. Now I hear you say, "But Lynne you can't eat icecream." Nope, I can't. But they do absolutely wicked gelati that are GF and DF. Drool.

So seeing my sister is nice, but getting to go to La Blanche, buying gelati and having a chat with the young bloke who runs it is EXTRA BONUS happy making. Even better, I should be able to buy gelati on my way up *and* on my way back! LOL

Even if I won't be going for another 8 weeks.

Today I had a chat with a researcher who is looking into the SnB phenomenon, and that was interesting. She asked why do I enjoy knitting? This is something that I have not really delved into because when I have tried to work out my motivation for doing stuff in the past, I've tended to destroy my enjoyment of it. There is the pleasure of taking string and making something useful and functional, maybe even pretty or stylish, out of it, the working with my hands, the soothing nature of it (as you wrangle some recalcitrant knitting and try to make it do your will...) but really I just seem to like doing it. I like having my hands occupied usefully. I like creating stuff - it is just an innate urge. I've always liked making stuff, whether it is beaded stuff or FIMO or knitting or costuming, embroidery, woodwork - whatever. As long as I am making something. I am a Maker, but not in the sense of Alvin Maker - those were good books before ASC went a bit OTT on the community stuff. Communal book writing does not work IMO.

Just because it is Spring and I have taken too many pics of the garden, I give you two stars of the show, at present. Firstly we have a daffodil I believe is called "Ice Follies" (you may be able to tell I am very fond of this daffodil)


and for Vicki, some rather munched panolas (too small for a pansy, too big for a viola):


I should show off some more of the native plants too - I've got pics, I just have to tidy them.

anon!

Tuesday, September 06, 2005

Spring is sprung! And Lynne bursts!

The grass is riz
I wonder where the boysies is?

G'day all!

Ah days like today make the heart sing, at least for the time one is allowed out of work at lunchtime. The rest of the day it weeps, desperate to be let out of its work box. Bright sunshine outside, very little breeze and it felt warmer than 20 degrees. But alas! I must work to keep a roof over the heads of my beloved and I.

This blog entry is a random ramble. Not much knitting content cos I am working on the pink top and that involves much stocking stitch.... Plus from an optimistic start, this entry really goes downhill.

This time a year ago I was watching the weather forecasts with a certain degree of dismay. A big day was coming up and the weather forecast was becoming increasingly poor. On the Monday before they forecast 15 and snow to 1200m and by the Thursday it had stabilised at snow down to 400m and 13 max. I reckon the temp hardly topped 10 all day and was about -20 as I stood shivering outside the pavillion in all my finery.

Well, it isn't going to be quite as bad weather this weekend, I hope, cos we are going back to the Grampians for our first anniversary. Well I hope we are cos Nathan has not organised anything and I can't get through to the place I want to stay at. If we can't stay there, maybe we'll just go for a drive and see some stuff we haven't seen for a while. I love driving holidays.

Speaking of holidays, we had hoped to go to England in November, but I've done the maths and worked out that it will cost us upwards of $7000 and we just can't afford to spend that sort of money, not when it will wipe out our savings when we are trying to accumulate a savings record in hope that one day we will be able to buy a house.

Instead, we might go to NZ cos that will cost a lot less or maybe even just do a driving holiday for a couple of weeks, say up the east coast. Haven't done that in umm nearly 5 years.

I was going to blog two pics from our last really big driving trips (one pic would confirm one of Cathy's suspicions) but now I am feeling very annoyed cos DH STILL hasn't set up my access so that I can hook pics off his machine. He's known about this problem for at least two months. Of course if I was a linux guru, I would know what arcane characters to put in what windows but I'm not. Grrr. Plus he has left me with the same 18 songs playing over and over and I cannot figure out how to work the "best" music playing program he has found. I don't know what he looks for in a music program but I look for one that I can stop and play and pause at will, rather than having shuffle, net, repeat and next commands being the only obvious ones on the screen.

Can you tell that I am feeling a high degree of frustration with my life at present? I am trapped in a job I no longer enjoy. I can't find a job that I want to do that I have the qualifications for. BTW, I have a PhD but I am underqualified in anything I want to do. I can't afford to go and get those qualifications cos I have to pay up full fees (one particularly juicy course will cost $13,000) and also give up every ounce of my precious spare time whilst wrassling myself to go to work every weekday. I've tried studying part time whilst working full time and it doesn't work for me - I get stressed and then I get every last bug that goes by. I should start buying a ticket in the lottery again. I feel I've got as much hope of winning lotto as finding me a new job. Plus I want to play with my fibre dyes and my spinning and my knitting and get my yarns page up and running properly instead of being half broken as it is. Instead of doing effective things, I am wheel spinning. I knit a bit and spin a bit and read blogs, trying to flee my current life. I am not doing the simplest things, like getting the huge pile of dishes washed that we have accumulated in the study or ending off long over due parcels. It is really annoying me.

Ah well, time to do some dishes. Time to make a bit of difference.

anon!

Monday, September 05, 2005

Greenness

G'day all!

My fingies are going a dainty shade of green. Fingers should not be green, but it seems some of the dye is coming off the sock yarn I spun a while ago. I have been swatching on some 3.5mm addi turbos cos they are the only needles I could find in circs and in the right size for my yarn. At least the metal needles shouldn't turn green - I can guarantee that bamboo would and maybe even plastic would get a green glow.... I searched all over town for the needles. Mmm, maybe I exaggerate - I guess Marta's would have them and they did! Anyway, I have been playing to get the sizing right. Depsite the fact I should be using 56 stitches for my foot width and the yarn swatching, I actually have to reduce the stitches to about 48 cos the sock was going to be monstrous on my foot - I like them to stretch a little on my foot, not be sitting loosely about it.

Here's a marvellous picture of the just cast on again sock. So exciting! NOT! Do you love the amazing zing from the flash on the needle? Like the gleam of the gold tooth on a crooked dealer. So inspiring with confidence.



The provisional cast on I used is much easier than the one where you crochet up a chain and then knit up stitches from that. This one uses a string (the white yarn) to anchor the stitches. Sooooo dead easy (K and A2 I'll have to show you it - amazing).

I also started Yet Another Pair of Socks on the train today. I couldn't take the pink top cos it is getting close to the armhole shaping and having to measure it is a pain in the butt when you have no room to manoeuver without sticking a needle in your own or someone else's eye or whipping them with the measuring tape, etc. It might be a new way to meet people but I don't really want to start a new friendship based on pain, let alone appear in court on assault charges.

Here's a pic of the pink top, reincarnated in its new more fitted form. Not much to show yet!


Still waiting for this to be released

(Alison - email me - my addy is on the right hand bar cos I want to ask you some questions about your drafting style. In the meantime, have a look at this page from the Harlot. It might help a bit.)

OK, I think the link to Yarnivorous Yarns should now work - I've put a button on my sidebar to the right. Let me know if it works! I still haven't done a shopping cart but I should put in a link to a currency converter RSN. The Oz dollar is weaker than the USD (1 AUD equals about 0.77USD) or pound sterling (1 AUD equals about 41p).

BTW, Norlins was not top of the news for the first time in a week. The plane crash in Indonesia was, followed by umm something else oh yeah the insensitivity of a pollie in cracking jokes about a colleague who tried to commit suicide after a monumental stuff up, a bus crash in NSW, then naw orlins. Looks like the focus has to change to the people in the Bayou now, well whoever remains of them.

Time to drag me off to bed - you should see how bad my typing was before I "proofed" this post.

anon!

Sunday, September 04, 2005

It's springtime - time for war in my front yard

G'day all!

Well we now know what happens when I get angry, when I am outraged and my principles, my very values are threatened.

Plants DIE folks! Yes, that is right, I get all righteous and (get DH to) prune a whole lotta shrubs. Lookie this poor grevillea:


And there's the pile of shrubbery all bundled up (that took four hours to bundle up today) and ready to be collected by the council in their hard rubbish collection sometime in the next week or so:

Costs us nothing this way. Normally our council take trailerloads of greenwaste for an unknown sum and offer it back to us at the princely price of $35 per cubic metre. Yikes. Costs $15 to dump greenwaste and $5 for a cubic metre of mulch at the next door Knox waste transfer station.... but this is FREE! Then we'll have to pick up some more cheap mulch. It is the best stuff in the yard - worms love it and the soil is so much better after a good layer of newspaper and mulch.

I could also blame Peter Cundall for Nathan "liberating" so many plants in our yard recently rather than me declaring war on weeds. Pete has been showing how you can liberate a plant form old, moribund growth by pruning. Have we been pruning! Soon I will blog the tale of the tibouchina. To be honest, though, a lot of the plants really needed a hard prune and the grevilleas out the front are monstrous, nasty plants with tiny little spikes on the tip of each leaf. Impossible to weed under which is why there is panic veldt grass all under the first pic. Our winters are so mild that grass continues to grow, albeit slowly. Plus I have been talking to the Etherknitter a little about gardening and am feeling rather inspired.

Ah, this is a knitting blog. I have started reknitting the pink top. I have adopted a new pattern that seems to have a much better fit. Pity that I didn't take any pics of the knitting or the new pattern, eh? So far it has been a lot of stocking stitch with the lace from the previous version stuck on the bottom. I have another 5cm (2") before I reach the armhole shaping. That means I have done over 20cm of plain boring stocking stitch since I crawled into bed at 9pm last night and started reading whilst I knitted. I find that it is much easier to knit and read hardback books than paperbacks. I hate bending the spines on my paperbacks. No dog-ears, no tattered bits, my paperbacks must look pristine. Or Else!

Of interest to my fellow knitty colleagues in Melbourne - hop along to "Wondoflex's Warehouse Sale." Saturday September 10 until Saturday September 17. Warehouse at rear of Wondoflex Yarn Craft Centre (enter via main door, 1353 Malvern Road, Malvern). Mon to Fri 9am to 5:30pm, Sat 9am to 12:30pm. Up to 50% off selected packets of Imported Yarns including Filastura di Crosa and Anny Blatt. Packets of yarn starting at $10.00 per pack. Selected mixed packs - at greatly reduced prices. Or so their blurb says.

Bottom! It starts on the weekend that DH and I will be celebrating our first wedding anniversary! Ah well, I don't need any more yarn, except for the stuff from Marta's for the secret project DH wants me to make. Of course Marta's was shut today, being the first Sunday in Spring. I forgot and tried to visit. Plus I wanted some 3.5mm circs or DPNs so I can start working on my handspun socks - I didn't exactly make the yarn thin. LOL. But no dice, or at least no needles or yarn. D'OH!

Marta's is also having a sale. At least 10% off everything and up to 50% off some items.

Finally, on this Sunday evening before another week of work, I bring you a shot of our newly liberated front fence - it only has to contend with several Lorraine Lee roses:

(DH tried to cut down the roses too but not when they are less than a month from their full flush of flowers)

And the prettiest lichen I've seen in ages (click on the pic for a shot of the whole lot), of course from a tree branch we pruned cos that branch likes to clock me on the head when it is in leaf:


anon!

Saturday, September 03, 2005

totally off topic - Katrina - warning - political

can't say g'day all on this one.

Don't read this post if you get upset by the thought of someone being nasty to an animal, cos it is all about people being nasty to fellow human beings (But I am sure they would stop to pat a pussy cat.)
I've been reading a few blogs about the aftermath of Katrina and I have to say that I am totally dismayed. I now why why NO is necessary - it is the fith largest port in the world and absolutely necessary for the US economy (not even including the oil).

I've been reading about the revelation of the Two Americas (and I mean true revelation - the unmasking), about the stuff ups, about the horrors. It just gobsmacks me. More here, here and here.

Now it isn't my place to lay blame, but it does seem to me that the poor and anyone else who couldn't evacuate NO for whatever reason have been abandoned. Who seem to be the poorest? I reckon you can guess.

Who wants to lay bets that Halliburton will get a lot of the contracts for rebuilding NO?

America, what happened to you? What happened to the land of the free? What happened to all those mighty ideals?

Thockth away

G'day all!

I finally have a FO to report! This is the problem of being a butterfly and liking a range of things. But yes, I have a pair of rainbow lorikeet thockth completed.



See the heels are different cos I started on a different part of the round. I reckon they are very nifty, though I must get that last bit of the fit right.


If I tire of wearing these socks, then I reckon they will have a second life as some sort of really bright critters with an elephant mouth:


As I was home on Thursday and in need of some distraction, I mixed up some of my new Landscapes dyes and did a small batch of fleece to see what the colours look like.

I didn't use enough dye but we have marine, wattle and tomato. All pretty good names for these colours I reckon.

Next I have to play with the colours and dilute them down, see what happens and then start mixing them in different amounts. Oh if only I had another gazillion hours a week to do all the things I want to do!

Traffic in Melbourne had a severe case of Sundayitis today. I don't think I've seen so many losers on the road on any one day. My favourite is the person who would not go past the semi-trailer, so they clagged up the two lane road by sitting in the other lane just behind the truck whilst the truck did 40kmh (aka rather slow). Then there was the person who did 40 in all the school zones, cos it is SO OBVIOUSLY a school day, being a Saturday, and so obviously between 2:30 and 4pm, since it was 2pm.... The person who just randomly stopped and looked intently into the window of a takeaway food place then decided to do a u-turn....

Ah well. Could be worse. I could be stuck in NO. I could be driving a gas-guzzling petrolaholic monstrous 4WD (SUV). Petrol has reached $1.25 a litre (about $3.80 a gallon in US dollars) and is predicted to reach $1.42 in the next couple of weeks. That is up nearly 50 cents a litre in about 3 months. Thank heavens my car only needs about 6.5l/100km cos even he now takes more than $40 to fill his little tank. Katrina has really knocked a lot of things around - the repercussions are worldwide. What's the fuel price doing in the USA, Canada, Europe and UK?

A friend sent me this link to a nifty little hat. I've heard of Jinglish and Chinglish but now we need Inglish as well. LOL

Finally, the genetic code of the chimp has been sequenced. Not much different to humans - only about 4% of the genes are different. OK, so there are about 53 genes that we have that chimps don't and ones that they have that we don't (including one that appears to protect against Alzheimers).

On that note,

anon!

Thursday, September 01, 2005

Could it be...



Half of a finished object?

G'day all!

Yes, indeedy that is the afterthough heel grafted shut, the ends tidied up and the sock on my foot!



Hooray! The first sock, actually the second sock knitted, is done. It might be a trifle long in the foot but it's not behaving too badly at this stage.

Stayed at home today cos I bent over in a wrong way last night and something really started hurting in my left butt-tock (think Forrest Gump). It hurt lots. Eventually got it to settle today and crawled off to the chiro anyway, who said I had managed to get one of my hamstring tendons hooked on the edge of my greater trochanter (which is the bumpy bit on the top of the femur if I am not mistaken but I often am mistaken, so please correct me if I am wrong). Because I could walk sorta ok but sitting down hurt like being stabbed (or like when I had shingles), I got lots of upright things done. Pity that Nathan was not in a talky mood - he tells me how much he would like me to stay home with him and then when I do, he disappears off to uni for most of the day or just has a grumpy day cos he wants more cave time. So I am a little sad and lonely, even after craft night. Plus cos he was in cave mode he didn't make me any dinner AGAIN (I've cooked for me/him every night this week so far and like who is the one who is slaving at work except when I say stuff it, I HURT!). Me - feel underappreciated? Never! No, no, not me! (mebbe a little whole LARGE bit)

Anyway, this is not the spot for whinging, so I'll slope off to bed and bid you

anon!