A Knitted Frenzy

Yah....... I'm gonna need you to come in on Saturday......

***Warning! Picture-less post ahead!***

A quick post before I head out for TWO WEEKS!  Yes, that's right.... I thought I would only be going on a work trip for one week but it's turned into two.  But that's ok because I'm flexible and really want to transfer into a new position at work and by being flexible and HAPPY about the last minute addition, I further my chances of transferring.  (By last minute, I mean, I was told on Friday at 4 p.m. I was going.)

So!  Sam is good.  The dopey drugs had a bigger effect on him than I anticipated but he's back to normal... digging away in his cell kennel.  Both Sam & Jessie are going to doggie daycare until Tuesday, when my grandma will go pick them up and watch them for the remainder of my first trip.  Sam has two meds plus Pepcid AC for his delicate tummy (he threw up A LOT) and a very bland diet of diet food.  He's a "little" overweight and I've already ramped up their walking.

I then have 4 days (two of which are weekend days and don't count as far as taking care of "life" issues) to repack and head out for another week of sell, sell, sell! 

Did I mention that I lost my entire set of keys (house, car, mail, etc.) in the big grassy field by my house whilst walking the dogs last night?  Did I mention that I walked it twice in a zig zag fashion only to have the sprinklers thwart my efforts this morning?  I figure that even if I actually found my keys in the 6" deep grass, they're so soaked that my car key with the fancy locking mechanism won't work anyway.  So off to Home Depot to make more "spares" of the one and only spare house key I have left.  I'll deal with my mail key when I get back.

Now I'm off to refill my coffee cup, dust, vacuum, re-sort my suitcase from the last trip I haven't unpacked from 4 days ago, drop the dogs off at the animal inn, make spare keys, drop off medication instructions and one spare key at grandma's house, pick up massive load of drycleaning (31 pieces y'all), pack and be at the airport by 7:00 p.m to catch my 9:15 p.m. flight tonight.

Whew! I'm already tired.

BTW, sangria consumption makes for a nasty headache in the morning. 

They're Not Really PopRocks

Poor Sam.

Sam and Jessie stayed with grandma this weekend while I was away.  Sam kept getting sick so grandma took him to the vet.  And they discovered he's been eating the pea gravel in his kennel.  He has rocks in his system.  :(

Once they had that all figured out, they discovered he has fox tails in his throat from eating the grass at grandma's house - full of foxtails.  So he's staying with grandma till tomorrow when the vet can get the foxtails out.  He's still a happy boy just not swallowing very well.  :(

And poor Jessie. 

She's at home, pacing, waiting for her Sam to come home. 

Toilet Seat Covers, How Do I Love Thee?

I think I am very spoiled here in California.  You know, like with having vegetables with meals, no smoking in restaurants and bars and toilet seat covers in public restrooms.

The very first time I ever experienced NOT having a toilet seat cover was in JFK airport in NYC.  I thought I was going to flip out right then and there in the stall (lack of sleep notwithstanding).  No toilet seat covers????  But but but what about germs and disease and things other people leave behind??  Ewwwwwww!!!!!  Toilet paper lining the seat sufficed but still, ew.  I mean, really, how many people actually take the time to do that? 

I'm not really sure where I'm going with all this.  I just arrived home from a very long last few days, only to be leaving again in 4 days for a work trip.  I've already had a glass of wine and am about to pour myself another (two please!)  I'm tired, tense (no thanks to the 6'5" man on the aisle seat next to me who managed to invade all of my space... the seat that didn't tilt back didn't help either), and just plain ready to sit at home in my pjs for a day or two.  I started knitting a baby bobbi bear for a friend's baby but have gotten to the "turn your work upside down" part and am too discombobulated to figure it out right now.

I did have a very good weekend tho.  Good friends were married in the most perfect of circumstances.  I've been traveling (which I do love to do despite my grumblings) and made a few new friends.  :)

But now I'm going to sleep.  'Night.

Where to start?

You all are just too awsome for words.  Thank you so much for your encouraging thoughts.  :)  After my mini-rant/breakdown, it did finally click in my head that jackass and his whore deserve each other -- she is going to stomp all over him, which surprisingly brings me endless joy.  :D

In other happy news, I received my Sockapaloooza socks from my fabulous sock pal, Nicole!  They are green and cabled (I love cables!) and you can see them on her site.  Until my schedule slows down a bit, pictureless blogging is all I can handle right now.

I'm off to rearrange my guest room for the bed that's arriving today, paint my fingers for the wedding I'm in tomorrow, take in my bridesmaid's dress, tan, eat at some point, go to the rehearsal tonight and tape the season finale of CSI.  That's just today.  You don't want to hear the rest of my schedule.  You really don't.

We've been expecting you

Welcome back to our regularly scheduled programming, folks....

"The Unending Dives in Kim's Life"

I just discovered jackass on myspace.  He's now fucking his best friend's girlfriend, the girl his best friend was dating while I was married to jackass, the girl who lived with said best friend, the girl who was home when jackass went to best friend's house EVERY FUCKING WEEKEND!  Did I question it?  Sure, but I also didn't want to be the demanding wife that had to beg her own husband to spend time with her.  Doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out how long that little fuck fest has been going on. 

What an idiot.  What a narcissistic asshole he is.  I KNEW he was cheating on me, every time and he thought I was stupid enough to believe his lies.  I may have chosen not to confront the lies, but I still knew they were lies.

A year may have passed since I left him, since I blew up the emails I found to gargantuan proportions and made 375 copies to throw about the house for him to find, but the sickening feeling in my stomach, the locking of my jaw, the disbelief that I married him and wasted such beautiful memories on him.... it still hurts.  It still kills me to know I was just a pawn in his game, that I was so unimportant to him.

I am so sending the letter.  He deserves it.

Socks Are Off The Needles!

Here they are!

One completed pair of Sockapaloooza socks!

Pattern: Child's First Socks, Nancy Bush, Knitting Vintage Socks
Yarn: Lorna's Laces, Cranberry, Fingering weight
Tools: 0US Addi-Turbo 12" circular, 0US Addi-Turbo DPNs (5)

I actually finished them about 5 days ago but was waiting on a couple of things to send out with the socks.  My pal noted "garden colors" in her questionaire so I ran with it in Red. 

I found a somewhat decent postcard of my city (hard to find, lemme tell ya), printed a photog of the socks at the train station, included California red poppy seeds & a little note from me.  :)  Oh!  And strawberry jam from winter.  I hope she likes all of it and that the socks actually fit.  They fit me and we have similarly sized feet.


And for my blogless friend Jenn, check her socks AND her sock pal's reaction at receiving her socks!  I am so proud of Jenn!  Not only was this her 1st time to participate in Sockapaloooza but her 1st full fledged pair of socks!  Patterned and everything.  I stuck to boring stockinette socks for months before attempting patterns.  You did awesome, Jenn!  :D  You can find the pattern Jenn used here and the yarn is Lorna's Laces in Grape (no thanks necessary for introducing you to the world of expensive handpainted sock yarn, Jenn!  The pleasure was all mine.)  :)

Nothin' Beats a Fun Pair of Shoes

Today's shoes are brought to you by 6-Months-Of-Stalking-Amazon.com-For-The-Price-To-Drop-Well-Below-What's-Fair-And-Reasonable.

:D

Happy Blog-iversary! No, Blogirthday? Um, Blah Blah Blah Day?

The month of May marks one year of incessant blogging for me!

Slow to start, I sped up my ramblings and random bits of information to almost regular posting status. 

Except for the last few days.  <sigh>

My camera's been charging, my computer's acting up and quite frankly, I haven't felt very witty.   

I finished my Sockapaloooza deadline one week late and started on the last Christmas sock for my brother. 

My house screamed for a good cleaning (ew, thanks for the carpet cleaner, Mom, I could've gone a lifetime without knowing what came out of my carpet... but now that I have seen the dark side (literally) I MUST shampoo my carpet within an inch of its life every month).

So.

Happy Blogiversary or Blogirthday or whatever.  One year went by rather quickly and I'm sure at some point this month I will reflect/reminisce/postulate on all the many ways I wandered into blogland.

But today's not the day.

Cheers!

Enjoy a blueberry martini!  But make it like you're supposed to and follow the recipe.  This one was a tad strong but photographed pretty.  :)

My day on the train

^^^^ This is the best part of riding a train for work.  ^^^^