Category : rambling.
It’s FRIDAY! It’s the start of a big weekend here at chez Knitpho. The Red Sox are playing the ….. team from NY. I don’t think I’m even allowed to type the “Y” word anywhere on my blog. Especially because it’s Mr. Knitpho’s birthday weekend. What kind of wife would I be, if I started using bad words on the precious blogosphere.
As far as the birthday weekend goes, it’ll be a lot of relaxing and last minute training sessions for Mr. Knitpho as the marathon is right around the corner and gearing up for that too! What do I have planned for the birthday … well.. we’ll talk more about Mr. Knitpho and his birthday on Sunday.
Right now, I’m going to drag my sorry flabby arse to the gym .. run my little heart out .. pump some iron .. and then flex my (invisible) muscles in the mirror when I get home.
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GOOOOOOOOOOOOOO SOX!
and you know what that means. BALLET DAY!
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I’m going to print a bunch of these off and hand them out!
What do you think will happen today.. Hey.. I’m not here to cause problems.. I just want to go to take my ballerina to do her groovy ballerina moves! By the way? Where’s the rule that says you have to talk to every mom at ever extra curricular activity? If that was in the rule book, I missed it. And because I missed it, it doesn’t apply to me. What’s funny is that I love to chat up random people.. I love to make new friends and to spread my wings and be the social butterfly I was born to be. But… sometimes you don’t..and sometimes you won’t. You just can’t… I can’t mesh with everyone, I’d sure like to… but we’re not all meant to be friends. I’m sorry.. but it’s true. (i’m not really sorry) So, send me some killer vibes today at around 330p EST, that I don’t get mauled and killed by the scientific spiritual leader of the group and she puts my aura into a spinning state of despair. (those were her words to describe her daughter one week when she was misbehaving!) Anyway, I better leave early to get me some *bux before, so I am caffeinated and my guard is up and my ninja moves in full force.
In the meantime… still knitting on the clap (scarf version!) and I cannot WAIT to do the full version. I know the yarn I want… wanna see?
Once we get through this big birthday for Mr. Knitpho and the big 26.2 on the 21st … it’ll SHALL be mine …allllll mine. It’s SPICEY HOT! Do you think if I bought it for Mr. Knitpho for his birthday, he’d mind? Hmmmm. Something tells me .. NO!
Happy Wednesday!
What is up with the moms at Mia’s ballet class. They suck! I mean, I like to socialize as much as the next person and you know “connect” with other moms who might be going through the same trials as I may be. But not these hippy moms. I am not a birkenstock, granola eating, cotton diaper using kind of mom. I am a puma wearing, M&M loving, fill up the landfill with disposable diapers kind of mom. So.. i have NOTHING in common with these ladies. I used to be in a GREAT ballet class.. well, not me.. but Mia, the moms were cool and Mia got along great with the girls. Then, me the dumbass forgot to resign up and the class was full! My bad, and boy did I pay the price! These moms take over the waiting area, along with their 2nd child in tow. Humungous strollers packed to the til with only God knows what and FOOD and TOYS and BLANKETS and, well the list goes on and on. Now, I’ve come to notice that they don’t play with any of these things and they just sit and bang on the glass door into the dance room where the girls are. Even though the parents have been asked NOT to let the siblings do this because A. It’s glass and B. IT”S EFFING ANNOYING. In our class this week, I sat my butt down,on the floor because granola muncher #1 had her boys laying across the bench playing his gameboy, because “he likes to lay down and play it”, and I said.. “well, I like to sit down ON BENCHES! So, the boy moved over, just enough.. but kept kicking me.. and do you think the mom said ONE thing? NOPE! But, I did. Then I got up, moved across the room and sat with my knitting. I pulled my needles out and just sat by myself and was happy happy… THEN.. granola mom #2 has a little one who’s crawling. GREAT.. but, all over the gross disgusting YMCA floor? and then EATS from her TUB O GRANOLA? I know.. go throw up, I’ll be here. So, this little girl now has honey & granola stuck all over her hands and what is she doing? She’s GRABBING MY BALL O YARN. What’s the mom doing? Talking, with her back turned to me…. and oblivious to her 1year old. So, I grab my stuff and kind of give a little NO NO NO ..and finally say YO..LADY! GET YOUR KID OFF ME YARN! “Oh” the lady says… she is inspired by all textures” .. I just stared at her horrified..and finally I said, well, her hands area really gross, and this is really expensive…
So, I don’t think they will be talking to me anymore ..thank GOD. I’ll just sit in my corner and knit. I know this comes across as totally bitchy & a total hater.. but really? Am I wrong? I don’t let my kids act like that in public, and I have a lot of friends who don’t let their kids do that either? It just totally rubbed me the wrong way and I had to to vent. So..thanks for reading… and if your one of those moms in the waiting room… make a note of this, won’t you? Your annoying.
well. I got nothing. blogging slump? knitting slump? whatever is, I am OFFICIALLY probably the most boring person on earth. Oh, there’s been a lot going on, just nothing that could translate into blog! I mean, parenting is parenting..working out is working out..knitting is, well it’s there but I don’t know WHAT to work on. I just may jump on the Clapotis bandwagon, because I think I may be one of only a handful of knitters who hasn’t done one. I thought, do I need this, do I want this? Then I saw two up close last night and well… YUMMY. So, yeah last night. I, Melody. Got to attend her very first every Stitch-n-Bitch at the local B&N with a bunch of other hysterical knitters. I thought I had fun with beer & knitting on a Saturday night, come to find out.. it’s just as much with Starbucks! I’d show what I’m knitting..but it’s boring as HELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL. I need something SPICY! But Bethe? I did find some funfur and I might just do it.. I just might. People?! Wait til you see what’s on deck… probably the funniest thing ever. But it’ll have to be a surprise.
And.. since I have nothing else to talk to you about.. I’m going to TOOTTOOTTOOT my own horn… mmm k? I was oot and aboot and we were at Babies R US and the Kiddie Kandid people are there, and they asked if they could take Mia’s picture for fun & stuff and give me the prints… FOR FREE! Ummmm. ok. (like I’m going to say no!) Now, little Miss Mia does not like having her photo taken, she’s a big fake smiler and chooses to always look away. So, I don’t get her picture taken, because she’s annoying!! But, her inner super model shined through and well.. here she is in all her model glory …
and then.. that same day .. Miles came home with his school pics and ummmm yeah. he’s 9! 9! But, somehow he went through some kind of time warp tunnel and fastforwarded 3 years..and this is him as 12. But really.. he’s 9.
So…toottoot .. A day when all the stars were alligned and the picture Gods worked their magic.
That’s it from this knitpho… I think I’ll try and work on my crochet ears again.. or I’ll just have Bethe do it..or mail them to Carole in FL.
Peace out.
Thankfully, and idea was sparked. It is on it’s way to school right now. I’m exhausted and need some serious drinks. I have not knitted a stitch, or sewed a seam or even read a word about anything. Did you know there is no website that gives you an idea for what a 9year old should invent? Maybe I should invent that.
Here’s hoping for some serious me time for at least an hour today, you know? That is probably the funniest thing I’ve heard all year.
I was “talking” to one of my girlfriends/mommyfriends this morning and by “talking” I mean emailing..because really.. it is quite impossible to talk on the phone with another girl in the house. I’m an only child, who had a phone in her room and parents who never got calls.. well, I don’t think they got calls, there was no call waiting back in the day. Anyway…(i got sidetracked) She is the proud new owner of this:
how cute is he! he’s just a few weeks old, and .. notice his hat.
so..we know what comes with this little bundle – NO SLEEP. right now, all the moms who are reading this, are cringing a bit at remembering the ridiculous amount of exhaustion that you never thought possible. But, it doesn’t end there.. thats just the beginning, the preparation of what lies ahead. It just really gets your ready for the raw, hard reality of what your future might bring. It might not always be no sleep… picky eaters .. potty training..tantrums.. it’s always ALWAYS something to make you want to run as fast you can and not look back. For me, right now, it’s science project time. I was so excited for this time to work on the project with my boy, and last year he did a super job, this year could only be better. But, what? Wait.. huh? We can’t grow a potato in a jar this year? Grow stalagmites? Oh my stomach hurts, the boy has to INVENT something. I don’t know if you get how hard this actually is. Isn’t everything EFFING invented already? So, this morning as I sit and wait for UPS and drink my coffee.. I can’t help but look around my house for a spark of an idea. NOTHING. for days now… NOTHING. oh we’ve come up with ideas. Like… a better cell phone? Hi? Miles? weren’t you just watching Spongebob on your dads phone? I don’t think we can improve that. A better TV? Hi Miles, meet Tivo! The list goes on and on …beer flavored gum? Ooooo this sounded lovely to his dad who’s not drinking right now and chewing lots O gum…but Auntie Holly told me to tell Miles that beer flavored gum has already been invented. How might you get some? Drink too much. Throw up. Then put a piece of gum in your mouth. Voila.. beer flavored gum. Gross, right? You know you’ve had some though. So, kill me know. Or some pick me up and a bring a bottle of Jack with you so I can drink this stupid invention project away. When is idea due? Tomorrow. Yeah, great.
Elefante .. in progress. I am in LOVE with these colors and the stripes. I may not be able to give him away! So, the body is done, the head is almost complete.. I still have to do the legs (they are the most monotonous little things!) and then the dreaded sewing of him all together. Hopefully by Monday I’ll have something to show you!
So, this week brought lots of things.. it was very busy. I only made it the gym once!! My boy had an eye appointment..and those words a mom does not want to hear. HE NEEDS GLASSES! I knew it was coming, both Mr. K and me are blind as bats and we have passed that on to our kids. It’s not a full time wear kind of thing, only for distance, but still .. but for some reason.. it’s no biggie. I guess lots of kids wear glasses these days..and he was excited to try some one. I begged for him to try on some Harry Potter ones, but he refused. He had his eyes dialated, and normally when your looking into Mr. Ice Blue eyes..and then all you see is this..
he looked pretty creepy! That was a good source of entertainment for me all day Wednesday. It’s the little things that make my world go around, I swear.
My favorite part of the week, was I got to a hold a brand new baby boy.. only 2 weeks old. It was glorious.. pics in handknit once I upload! BEYOND Adorable.
Today, I took my kids to see Horton Hears a Who!! Let me tell you, the movie theater is a RIPOFF. RIPOFF I SAY! But, thankfully.. I was pleasantly surprised and the movie was very cute, and enough humor for both a 3 and a 9year old to enjoy it.
Now it’s Friday night, the vino awaits… elefante awaits .. and a bag of dark M&M’s that my mom just sent in a surprise box.. for the kids. But really .. do they NEED all those M&M’s for themselves??? Hell to the NO!
What is UP with this time changing screwing with your sleep business? I feel like a complete zombie just walking through a total fog.. actually this morning is the first morning I feel a little less cloudy.. why does one hour effect a person SO much. I know I’m not alone!
So.. I’ve recovered from my weekend and who knows what I’ve been doing all week. Considering it’s only Wednesday. I did go to the fabric store, and plan to go on a sewing adventure over the weekend.. I”ll show you how that turns out later. Maybe. In the mean time, STILL working on my sock, almost done with the first one, it’s a gift for later in the year, so I’m not in too much of a hurry and knit on it when the mood strikes. Last night while watching Big Fat Loser I casted for Elefante #2. That first one was a real mess, and the yarn I do believe was to blame, not the knitter. As soft and cozy as the Berroco is, it just isn’t made for Elefante. So, I casted on using LionBrand CottonEase. Ease?
This stuff for this project, is a killer too — am I just not meant to make Elefante? The green & white stripes, are very sweet.. Well, I’ll give it a go and see what happens –
Other than that.. I woke up having a horrible dream that I found out my kid hadn’t been going to school and was wondering around the streets all day, and when I found him he was in an ugly fight with punk kids. UGH. It was exhausting waking up from that! Somehow, it was one of those dreams that was so real that it was hard to wake yourself up from, because you wanted to see what happened. The weirdest part was is that we were in my hometown and I was riding around in a police car!! I kept telling myself, I could see myself in the car saying.. WAKE UP, YOUR DREAMING!! I’m so weird.
Enjoy your Wednesday!!!
Ok.. I mean I can handle the snow I guess… I don’t like it ALL the time, but I can deal with it. These frigid temperatures…now that is just asking TOO much! right now .. it’s 9.0° and I really honestly think it’s colder than that. When I took the boy to the bus this morning, it was 3! Uh yeah, that’s a bit chilly don’t you think?
It’s a big day here.. Mia has a big ballet performance this afternoon, and if I had any idea how to transfer video from the camera to the computer, I would show you. Her recital in December was one of the funniest things I had ever seen in my life, and I anticipate this one will be just as humorous. It gets kind of hectic on Friday afternoons.. so I have to fill the veins with coffee now to start off the day.
In the meantime, I am knitting along on that sock, thinking I’m so bad ass and it’s just coming along so nicely. Then BAM..what do my eyes see? A dropped stitch… about 5 rows up. What really confused me was that the rows that I continued to knit, just kept on, I still had 20sts on the needle? How is that possible. So.. instead of ripping back.. I dragged that slip stitch up the ladder it had created and some way, some how .. fixed it all up. Last night.. no knitting. LOST was on. WHO WATCHED? Carol? Sarah? Thoughts? It’s one of those shows that ends, and your just cursing at the TV to keep going.. KEEEEEEP GOINGGGGGGGG!
OH GAWD … I need a life.
Have a great weekend!!
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I LOVE DIET COKE.
I have been drinking diet coke I swear to you, since 1989. Religiously. It’s not something I’m proud of, nor should I be gloating that I’ve been drinking the stuff for almost 20 years! (GULP!) It is deliciously refreshing.. when you pop that top (I prefer canned over the plastic bottle) and psshhhhhhhhhhhh the fizz and that sweet first drink that just sends euphoric bubbles down your throat. I could not love a soda more. I have cut WAY back… I have gone up and down with my daily intake over the years. I’m sure my insides have been completely rotten out from the stuff. Now, it’s maybe one a day. Maybe. Just at around 230p when the boy gets home from school, and the girl wakes up from her nap. It’s that little something to get me through the rest of the day. 12 little glorious ounces.
Now that Mr. Knitpho is losing pounds right & left while he trains his little heart out. I stepped up my game a bit too, and try to hit the gym 5days a week and get in a 2-3mile walk/run and then a circuit weight training run through. It’s evil. But.. I don’t him to be shapely and sleek, while I’m globbing behind him, washing myself with a stick and a wet rag taped to the end because I can’t reach. HA! That was gross. Am I rambling here? So.. WHY oh WHY did I googleDIET COKE and WEIGHTLOSS in the same search? WHY OH WHY. I knew it was there, I knew all these years of being a hard core addict, just short of IV’g it into my bloodstream. I think it’s time to maybe only drink now and again as a little reward. Supposedly, it really wrecks your metabolism..and being in my mid-30’s.. that metabolism thing is really hanging on by a thread.
So.. as soon as I finish the two diet cokes left in the house. I will not buy any more. So, if I have a brutal headache and I’m WAY WAY grumpy … this is my excuse. I am going to say farewell to the daily fix of my beloved Diet Coke.
and… p.s. HI DANIELLE… the other D in my life 
HOLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLA.
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