I’m Asking For More Luck Wishes

Tomorrow (Tuesday) I return to the place I went and interviewed with on Thursday for another interview. I’ve already completed some of their required application testing, so this should be the final no-holds-barred interview that determines if I get hired or not. So send a few good vibes my way… k?

I’m really nervous, not so much about the interview, but really more about life in general. On the 24th the Mister goes in for leg surgery, so its make or break time here for Stephieface employment. I need something, and I need it now… you know? I just hope everything doesn’t fall apart and screw the rest of the year. That would really suck.

Then, my cousin is holding a Thanksmas party at the beginning of Dec, and though I really would like to go… I have no idea how things will be then. Will the Mister be kosher to travel? Will I be able to drive there and back all by my lonesome, since its his pedal hitting foot that will be out of commission? Will we be able to afford it then, since that’s when the paycheck switch up will hit?

A tender thread they say… le sigh…

When I’m feeling a little stressed, like now, I start thinking of my fantasy yarn shop. A yarn shop which I own and get to handpick all of the employees. Like the guy working the cash register would be Ian McShane.

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He would use that voice of his to convince customers just how scandalously wonderful the new yarn is. Customers might even get a little squiggly when he gives them store coupons to use, like he was doing it just for them.

Then, for the Technical Service… you know, knots that can’t be undone, dropped stitches, trying to find the end of a yarn skein… I would have David Tennant…

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Because anyone who have ever been a Doctor and a Time Lord would most certainly be able to fix those kinds of problems. Of course, I may have some issues with customers intentionally putting knots in yarn and losing skein ends just so they require his services… but I wouldn’t blame them.

Then there would be the guy in charge of patterns and books… MIchael Sheen, because he makes this small squirrelly part of me just squee…

sheen_lI would especially squee everytime he licked his thumb to turn pages… oh… and read me passages from some of the knitting books.

Then, my stockers… dressed shirtless in kilts all day… Gerard Butler (of course!)…

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And Richard Armitage…

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And rolling around in the Merino would be Jensen Ackles…

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Because Merino is my favorite fiber, and well… Jensen rolling around in it would make it awesome.

Then, because I believe in a full service LYS, there would be a small coffee counter and serving your espressos and Earl Grey would be Zachary Quinto…

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Because, couldn’t you imagine that smile serving you coffee?

Yes… that is indeed my happy place. Wouldn’t you love to come and join me?

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Back And Forth

On Monday night we got back from visiting my parents. The Mister had come home earlier in the weekend with Zach, so it was just me and FDs on the way home. Seeing as the children are just as carcaleptic as I used to be, I was pretty much left to my own devices to keep myself awake.

On Saturday, we went to the Maryland Renaissance Festival. It was awesome as always. We got to watch jousting and sword fighting…

…And eat sweet treats….

I also got to watch my favorite Renaissance show… Hack & Slash


(I’ll be honest, my favorite half of the duo is Squire Slash… the one in the kilt… mmmm…. kilt)

Then we visited with my family, taking time to see all my nieces and nephew…This is my niece Kaya and TJ, who eerily look like brother and sister.

There was a lot of playing, and a couple of mohawks…

On the way home, I tried to take some pictures of things I see whenever I come back. Like the castle…

Signs for the Naked Mountain Winery (which I figure would be a cold place to work at, what with everyone being naked and all… and I really don’t want to think about how they stir things there)

and glancing at Chapman’s Mill as I drove by, remembering how once my sister and I skipped school and went there… and how spooky I thought it was…

It was an awesome time.

Also, I discovered something disturbing while in Virginia (which has nothing to do with my family or the trip, it was ust something I discovered while there) that the girl who plays ‘Stephanie’ from Lazytown is 17. 17!!

Oh, and I might have a job… woohoo!

My Weekend In Pictures

My weekends are usually quite tame. Then there are the weekends when the kids do crazy stuff. Crazy stuff that we can’t even imagine what they were thinking when they did them. Like, for example, why did Sam fall asleep like so?

As you can see here he has fallen asleep with a bucket on his head, a glove on his foot, there are pants on his face, and he’s managed to put one leg of jammy pants over his jeans on his left leg.

How did he manage to get himself in to this predicament?


(probably my favorite part of this picture is how the Mister just let him hangs there so I can take a picture)

I’m also entertained on how my Mister can’t take a picture to save his life… (methinks he gets a little too close)

Yeah… that’s me.  Flattering, don’t you think?

Next weekend we’re heading off to MD & VA to see the Stephieface Parental Units. Woohoo!

The Pratchghan

In December, a few of us (if you can call about a hundred knitters and crocheters from Ravelry’s Ankh-Morpork Knitting Guild a few) decided that after hearing that our favorite author, Terry Pratchett, was diagnosed with early onset Alzheimers we should all do something to show our support. Different ideas were bandied about, and then it was decided we would all contribute a square to an afghan… which soonly was named the Pratchghan.

The rules were simple, a 6 inch x 6 inch square with anything you wanted on it. It could be plain, or discworldy, it just had to be made in washing machine safe fibers.

All of the squares were sent to one very determined lady, cherryred (as she’s known on Ravelry… or just Shirley to everyone else) in Scotland who collected all the squares, sewed them together, and backed the whole Pratchghan. She added more rows when more people wanted to join in, and kept careful count of how many squares she had- that alone is pretty impressive.

At the Beginning of August, the Pratchghan was finally finished…


Then, on August 16th, something really really awesome happened… Shirley was able to hand over the Pratchghan to the Pratchman… in person… (at the Edinburgh Book Festival)…






And then a great giggle was shared by all as Shirley tried to fold it up…


Then the letters we had all sent with each square and the Pratchghan were all put away with Terry…

And after he signed Shirley’s copy of Thud!, he left to go get miked up for a reading, but not before saying “I still aten’t dead” (which seems kind of morbid if you haven’t read his books… but I assure you its very very funny).

Now that we know the Pratchghan resides happily with the Pratchman, we happily dream of him slumbering beneath it. We giggle when we wonder when he’ll discover that the Luggage square MamaGrouch made actually opens and has clothes inside. We’re curious if he’ll show it off to his friends, or if he’ll tell people about it. But most of all, we all now feel as though we have massively group hugged a man who is important to us all, a man who has made us laugh, a man who has made us dream, a man we hope the world never has to do without.

* Pictures used with permission from Shirley/cherryred. If you are a non Ravelry user and would like to see a closeup of some of the squares, go to the Pratchghan 2008 flickr site.

Stingy Bees

When I was 23ish, I discovered that I was allergic to bees when a wasp flew down the back of my shirt and proceded to sting me several times. I didn’t know then that you find out if you are allergic to bees on the second sting, and after having been stung once as a child… this terrible occurance would in fact have been Sting #2. 20 minutes after the stinging I was being taken to the hospital where the nurses chided me for not owning an epi pen and not being more careful (how could I when I didn’t know until moments before?).

So I’ve taken great care since then to avoid bees, and their asses.

About a year and a half ago, Sam was stung by a wasp on a walk down the hill (at the old house) and I immediately ran him to the hospital there in South Side. I worried because I was allergic, and it was there that I learned that its the second sting that tells you.

So, I’ve been waiting with dread for the day that Sam gets stung a second time, knowing that it will happen at the most inconvienient of times (when I’d have no car) or I’d be in the most inconvienient place.

I didn’t have to wait for long.

First there was the whole to do when Sam came in screaming that he was stung, and after searching for a sting and not finding one while trying to talk through his tears. We learned later that he was bit by a bumblebee, so no issue there. Yesterday though, he came in screaming that he was stung, we checked where he said it was… and lo and behold he was stung. Luckily, our friend Ben was visiting so he checked the internets for signs and such while I wrangled the screaming crying Sam.

We did discover that Sam is not allergic to bees, yet we did discover something else.

Why.

We discovered why he was getting stung.

Apparently, after a conversation with the Mister about bees and stings, the Mister relayed to Sam about how if Mommy gets stung she has to go to the hospital because the sting could make her really really sick. Since that day, when Sam was outside and saw a bee he would step on it or kill it in some other fashion so they couldn’t sting me… even though I was in the house… because he didn’t want me to go to the hospital.

God bless his little heart… his awesome little bee murdering heart.

The Christmas Party Conundrum

A few days ago I pondered on what I should make for the Christmas Party that the Stephieface Clan will be attending tomorrow, and for a while I toyed with the idea of Twinkie Bread Pudding. The glitch in that idea at the end was that your average box of Twinkies has (I think) 10 cakes, and each box of 10 costs about $3.79ish- the recipe calls for 24 Twinkies, so that would be a little over $11 for one ingredient, I’d still have more to go. There is a thrifty part of me that screamed, “What the hell are you thinking?! You aren’t dating these people!”…. so I opted for something else instead.

There was another recipe that caught my eye called Almond Croissant Bread Pudding. (If you can’t tell, I lean towards slightly nontraditional foods.) So I decided to go with that….. until I went shopping for the ingredients. In the original recipe, it called for almond paste. I had no idea what almond paste was. When I found it in the store, the thrifty part of me screamed again- a tiny 8oz can of Almond paste costs $5.99. I then began to ponder why I attend festivities where you are asked to bring something. In the end I made this:

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I call it….. Nuthouse Chocolate Croissant Bread Pudding (Nuthouse being where I would be sent were I to follow through with any of my earlier bread pudding plans). I used the Almond Croissant recipe with a few changes:

1. Instead of 6 large croissants I used 2 thingies of mini croissants from Walmart. I have no idea what to call the thingies, its the plastic cake packages turned upside down and filled with minis that state they hold 1 oz of minis (and have about dozen or so inside).

2. I opted for milk chocolate chips instead of the almond slivers, because chocolate is just awesomer than nuts (in more ways than just cooking).

3. I also substituted some nut filling stuff for the almond paste, the stuff was called Baker brand fine dessert nut filling in a wee jar. That was on sale for $2.

4. I omitted the Amaretto, because… well… I’m just not fond of the flavor.

I followed the recipe pretty much as written except for the substitutions, and then only adding a layer of chips between the little rounds of croissants and the big ones (not a lot, just like 25 chips or so). I have no idea how it tastes, but I should find out tomorrow- wish me luck!

The recipe for the Almond Croissant Bread Pudding;

6 large croissants, cut crosswise into 1/2-inch thick rounds
8 large eggs, beaten slightly
2 cups granulated sugar
3 cups half-and-half
1 tablespoon Amaretto
2 teaspoons vanilla extract
1/4 cup almond paste (3 ounces), cut into bits
1/2 cup almonds, slivered

Butter a 13 x 9-inch pan and place the smallest croissant rounds in a layer at the bottom, then top with a layer of the larger ones.

Whisk eggs and sugar well together, then add milk, Amaretto and vanilla extract, mixing well. Pour over croissant rounds. Sprinkle with almond paste and push down with a spoon so that the bread absorbs the liquid. Let set for 10 minutes at room temperature.

Sprinkle almonds all over the top and bake at 350 degrees F for 35 to 40 minutes or until golden and puffed. Serve warm or room temperature.

Please note that if you too are going to use the disposable foil baking pans like I did, when you move this baby in and out of the oven, and transporting it anywhere, you MUST give it support underneath. To navigate the oven, I used a cookie sheet turned over, and to transport it I had several layers of cardboard that I placed the pan on and tied it with string. This gets so heavy that the foil pan can collapse in half. So save yourself the trouble and support that bread pudding!

When Okay Boyfriends Go Baaaaaaad

If you are a crafter, especially a crafter on a tight wad budget, you have more like than not visited Walmart for your supplies. Outside of KnitPicks and yarn farming recycled sweaters, the only other place I routinely got yarn was Walmart(we’re talking Peaches & Creme, and Bernat Softee Chunky usually). Walmart was, without a doubt, the absoloute only place I bought fabric from. Even JoAnn’s pitiful 40% off coupon wasn’t awesome enough to lure my butt into any other craft store.

But then Walmart, like an “okay” boyfriend, went very very bad. No doubt you may have had an “okay” boyfriend… someone who was nice enough, and cute enough, but may just not have been bad boy enough, or romantic enough, or exciting enough,  or whatever enough…… he was just “okay”.

Then one day he does something completely jacked.. like shave your cat because he’s allergic, buy you G-strings because your granny panties aren’t cutting it and he really liked it when his ex wore them, or insults all of your friends so that they don’t want to come around anymore…. a complete out of blue jacking. That is what Walmart has just done to me. It got rid of all its fabric, and eighthed its yarn selection…. and if that wasn’t enough it haphazardly merged its weaksauce craft department with the party supplies and office supplies. By haphazard I mean that one row is  yarn/thread/needles/sewing notions and the next is envelopes and pens, then the next row is beads and camp craft project supplies, followed by a row of posters and pinatas. Walmart, how could you do such a thing?

So, Walmart is no longer my craft mecca, but Walmart and I did have a crafty ‘our relationship is over bootie call’ ……

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Red Heart Yarn in (from L to R) Earth and Sky, Lipstick, and Monet.

In other news, I received my blessed by Terry Pratchett’s creative touch socks from Fyberduck this weekend…. pictures will be forthcoming.

I also watched a very unique movie this weekend called Night Watch, which I only just discovered today is the second movie. Now I have to find and watch the first.  First, its in Russian so you’ll have to try and find a dubbed version. Second, now that I know there is a first movie (and even books) the bajillionty questions I have can be answered. Third, Russian movies are awesome and wierd all at the same time (a vampire/dark one sucks out your energy by means of a juice box…. I can never now drink a juice box without thinking about that).

She Works Hard For The Ummmmmmm…..

So, I finished my Discworld swap package and sent it off earlier this week- to which my partner received yesterday. So now I can debut what it was I was working on……..

First….. A Samuel Vimes’ badge tote bag with the all important (at least to dwarves) honor of “Blackboard Monitor”…..

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Free hand painted on a black tote. Acrylics and Textile Medium.

Next up, I sent my partner stripey knitted socks with the DEATH of Rats skull and crossbones duplicate stitched on….

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I used KnitPicks Wool of the Andes in Heathered Amethyst and Iris. The D.o.R is duplicate stitched on with embroidery floss. The socks are sized for US women’s 8.5, and I used almost all of both skeins… I had a wee bit left over to send along to my partner for darning when she needs it.

And now, the project that was making me crazy, certifiable, nutso, ‘touched’. I sent my partner her very own Swamp Dragon. The difference being that this swamp dragon was improved upon by an Igor and has a zipper in the belly. I was able to stuff him with 2 decks of cards, a small notebook, a little plastic skeleton that jiggles when you pull the string, and a pair of plastic glasses with the fake nose and mustache on…..

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And a picture of him stuffed with the aforementioned items;

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He was made with worsted weight Yarn from my stash from a recycled sweater, a 7″ zipper, and was my first experience with plastic toy eyes. When I started Flynn (that’s his name, he’s cousins with Errol) the head initially began as his body. However, when I knitted so far I discovered his body was head shaped… not body shaped… so then Flynn quadrupled in size when I realized I now had to make a body to go with the now head. Here you can see part of my madness…..

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Its a crap picture, but I had 8 pages of notes, college ruled madness. But he’s done….. and the pattern for him is located to the right there. I wonder what I can make next?

It’s All Sent

Thank you all for your patience with my memory reverie.

Today my Discworld swap package was sent, now I just have to wait for my partner to get her package- then I can post the new pattern I wrote while making her things… I think you gys will like it.

Today is also Sam’s 5th birthday. The big 5. Gosh, I can hardly believe it. It seemed as if only yesterday…..

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See that smile? That is the smile of a good epidural.

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Happy Fifth Birthday Big Boy!

I Use Baby Socks As A Palet Cleanser

I’m still working on my big Discworld swap object, but as I’ve stated in the last couple of posts its making me a tad loopy. This always happens when I’m writing a pattern as I’m making something. Its mainly because the going is so slow and I’m an Instant Gratification kind if girl. This is why I have yet to knit a sweater for myself… sweaters are not instant. Sweaters can’t be done in a day or two, while I’m doing housework and fending off the Flying Diaperinis.

So, when I need a break from the project, I start knitting baby socks to keep myself sane….

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This is fortunate because of all the babies there are around. My cousin Peggy just had her first baby, a little girl, this past weekend. My SIL is due to have her third in December. The Mister’s Cousin’s Wife (I always feel like that scene in Spaceballs when I describe some people’s relation to me……..”I am your father’s brother’s nephew’s cousin’s former roommate”) is having a baby shower here soonishly. Being knocked up is in fashion I guess… Ha! I was cool before it was cool!Anyways that wee little sock up there (after I finish its mate today) will be heading off to the baby shower (with four kids of my own, money isn’t flying off the trees to buy other people baby stuff…. especially baby stuff nicer than my own baby’s stuff). I used the Ali’s Baby Sockies pattern with the yarn I used for my Blood Moon Socks. The only modification I did was to kitchener the toe instead of “drawstringing” it.

So…. I have a question… or rather what is your opinion……

If your Mister, boyfriend, partner, etc asked you to dye your hair a specific color and offhandedly mentioned buying colored contacts…. how would you feel and would you do it?

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