October 3rd, 2008 | 1 Comment »

Boo. Could you just die? His name is freakin’ BOO?! See the little teefers? And the button on the wings, I think I’m going to have a stroke from all of the cuteness… call an EMT… tell him to bring vodka… STAT.

I’ve already ordered my pattern at Mochimochiland, have you?

On another note, working until midnight at the old grindstone for a special event, then bright and early for Art in the Square here in good ol’ Gainesvegas so no sleepytime for this gal in sight. But lots and lots of cultural fun and raising awareness in the arts and all of that crap, so come on out and see me at my booth tomorrow and stuff, kay?

Posted in Knitting, Personal
June 26th, 2008 | 1 Comment »

We had a hot date last night, in culmination of the never ending birthday festivities, my man, a.k.a. “this” guy:

–took me to see Eddie Izzard (in concert?) It isn’t a concert when it is a comedian is it? It is a theatrical performance, right? Well, anyhoo, we LOVE Eddie Izzard. He is the funniest mo’fo’ on the planet as far as I’m concerned, I laughed so hard I almost wet myself last night.

And he looked like this:

… but less blurry and stuff. Yeah.

We saw this performance at the Cobb Energy Performing Arts Centre (ooh, spelled with an “re” I wonder if things there are colourful too since we’re being all fancy pants and using Briticisms and all.) It is located on Cobb Galleria Parkway (not to be confused with Cobb Parkway, which is close, but not the same thing. Sheesh, you would think they could come up with a better road name, right? It is a really beautiful theater, new, big but not too big. There was a minor mishap with ushers sending us to the wrong side of the theater (odds and evens are on opposite ends.) Our seats were good but there didn’t seem to be a bad seat in the house. Eddie performed for like, 2 1/2 hours- just talking and being funny for over two hours! Amazing bloke that one is, talking about bollocks and being genuinely entertaining. (I wish I were British, to say things like bloke, bollocks and shag all the time, it would be sweet!) Anyways, blah, blah, great show, great new venue (but it was a tad chilly, my own fault for not bringing a wrap) good times!

Thanks honey! Nobody do a birthday like you do! Now birthday month 2008 is officially closed.


Just for you, Margaret:

This was me on night of said date. And actually this was Jeff:

You can tell that it is him by the telephone surgically attached to his ear lobe. The photo at the top of the post was taken of him in his funny, magic man clothes. He has the BEST tshirt collection ever!

June 18th, 2008 | 2 Comments »

I have much love for this blog, Franklin over at The Panopticon is truly a delightful read (for knitters and non-knitters alike.) He is a master craftsman as equally with a sentence as he is with heirloom lace.

Today, he outdid himself with a post about the world/society not understanding of knitters. Read it, you’ll thank me.

Posted in Knitting, Tirade
December 29th, 2007 | 2 Comments »

Christmas was a whirlwind of activity this year. Almost, I daresay, too much of one. On the Friday before Christmas I went to see family in Atlanta, and after a leisurely Saturday of holiday cheer with loved ones, all hell broke loose through Tuesday. Preparing the house for brunch, actually preparing the brunch, hosting brunch, Christmas Eve at my aunt’s (preceded by an ill-fated trip for some last-minute shopping with a hum-dinger of an argument with my man that was predominantly stress-influenced but sucky and exhausting at the worst possible time to have an argument even though I’m totally over it now, really I am) with Christmas morning at my Mom’s and then dinner at my Dad’s, followed by WORK on Wednesday, and excuse me, but what the frick is up with that?

I would rather gouge my eyes out than to try this again EVER. I have to move this year so I have an excuse to make people come to me or I need to pound it into my man’s head that seeing every single person on THE day or THE Eve is not only unnecessary but not such a good idea since we both have divorced families which raises our number of obligatory humans exponentially, and I’m SURE we can plan it better next time, please, please, oh please, dear God.

But it is the holidays and everyone is in misery, right? Along with the eye-gouging, hair-pulling, family togetherness- there are benefits to be reaped. You guys, I got YARN. Silk yarn. TWO kids of silk yarn (Art Yarns Silk Rhapsody and Handmaiden Seasilk, but I don’t want to brag.) And a tutu. A HOT PINK tutu. I also got a KitchenAid Artisan Mixer (from my honey)that I totally don’t deserve (I was planning on getting married solely for the purpose of registering for the likes of this mixer and now sadly, that won’t be necessary- unless the attachments are anywhere near as expensive as the unit itself…) Oops and Elvis. But I think I need to devote an entire post to my Elvis gift I received from Dad and Linda this year, I just can’t explain it with any acceptable amount of brevity.

Other lovely things came from lovely people and I did actually really enjoy myself once I physically got to all of the destinations. Also, I never properly blogged about the Falala Bash- the third annual Falala Bash was held again this year at the wonderful Chez Whidden (everyone, give some love to the Whiddens for opening their house to us once again for festivities!) Photos from the par-tay are HERE. (We expanded the ugly sweater contest this year to include all things Christmas, Jeff was Jack Frost from the Santa Clause and I was Ralphie in the pink bunny pajamas from a Christmas Story.) Y’all, we collected around 60 gifts for Toys for Tots this year instead of having a gift swap, so there was drunken debauchery to be had by all- balls of meat, meat in blankets, and Fala-lattes- a concoction of rum, eggnog, coffee and rum, with a side of altruism. A well-balanced party.

Okay, on to today. I skipped some stuff, well, possibly lots of stuff, like finished knitting content from the holidays that I really should address sometime, but it is my blog and I’m drinking wine and well, whatever, and if you don’t like it you can either read someone else or bite me, whichever you prefer.

I went knitting at Susan’s lovely home today. She has dogs. Lots and lots of dogs. Three lap dogs (two with sweaters) and the biggest farking great dane I’ve ever seen. Not to mention, y’all, she has donkeys. FOUR adorable donkeys. I just so happen to LOVE donkeys. I don’t know why. They’re sweet and they are little and they are donkeys, how can you not love this?

Well, the rest of this holiday season, will, alas, be a blur. Jeff built me a new book case to house my craft/knit/cook books so after it dries we get to reorganize the apartment (wheee!) So, Happy New Year. Squeeze the one you love and much peace, happiness and bounty to you and yours in the new year. Oh, and yarn. And wine. Let me rephrase, MUCH peace, love, happiness and bountiful yarn and wine to you and yours this NEW year!

Posted in Outings, Personal
November 28th, 2007 | 1 Comment »

I’ve spoken briefly about missing some of the “girl genes” before. I fear that I’m missing the bride gene (sorry Momma- I’ll try if the opportunity presents itself) and I have had some concern about missing the ‘Mom’ gene as well because infants kind of freak me out (but I’m learning, slowly) but I do know for a fact that I am missing the ‘mall’ gene.

Since the onset of adulthood, I have grown to loathe and despise the mall. I avoid it at all costs. Luckily, the mall in Gainesvegas is a poor excuse for a mall when compared to the massive, virtual cities raised in honor of capitalism (like the MOG.) And I have Target, so my life is pretty full- I don’t feel I miss out too much. I avoid the malls even more so during the holidays because to me, getting trapped behind people that are leisurely ‘window shopping’ or stuck in an endless line in a room with now windows is about as close to the seventh circle of hell as I can get. I do often get dragged in (kicking and screaming) by the promise of a bargain or an otherwise unfindable item. This year, you can forgettabout it. I’ve done almost all of my shopping either at small art and craft shows throughout the year (such as the Yellow Daisy Festival, Mule Camp and the Open House at Happy Valley Pottery to name a few) and the rest of my shopping has been completed online. I am now at an almost-through place with regard to the Christmas list. And I don’t have to go to the mall at all with sites like Amazon.com helping me through the Fala-madness I can get almost everything with a few simple clicks. I love you Amazon.com!

So, I’m sitting pretty smug here on November 28th in almost-finished-shopping land. Very smug indeed. Except for the knitting. I had three finished objects in just about as many days, but alas, I can’t post a bit about them as they are to be gifted and I wouldn’t want to spoil the surprise. But there is much knitting to be done, 12 projects in total, all for the most part small scale and I need to rip through them as soon as humanly possible.

Since I can’t post the knitting (awwww shucks) here is a glimpse of a normal night at Chez Spazz:

Notice the prerequisites for optimum coziness, pink skully do-rag (check), favorite fuzzy pink blankie (check), glass of milk (um-check- I drank it) and at least two hovering kitty cats (no wonder I dream about being stared at.)

Have a lovely holiday season!

Posted in Knitting, Tirade
August 2nd, 2007 | 3 Comments »

My mother lost one of her cats over the weekend. Bud (Buford Ewing Davis- named for a beloved John Travolta character from Urban Cowboy) was 12 years old and seems to have passed peacefully in his sleep. He was a sweet special kitty. He didn’t particularly like anyone other than mother, but he had his moments. I saw him last week, and although he wasn’t getting around as good as he used to, he looked well and I’m glad I had a chance to see him and pat his head. He was SO soft. And SO mean misunderstood. He will be missed dearly.

Bud at Christmas (Bad photo- he never let me get too close, it made him uncomfortable.)

Bud leaves behind his beloved cat, Steve. (Bud was Mom’s cat, Steve was Bud’s cat.) Steve is missing him lots.

By the way, how DO you tell if a cat is depressed? They sleep all the time anyways.

On a happier note, and since I have no knitting content of my own (I’ve been busy) Here is a picture of my Mom’s first felted bag- the clutch from One Skein (yeah, I know, we love that book a little excessively.)

Didn’t she do a lovely job?

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Posted in Kitties, Knitting, Personal
August 1st, 2007 | 2 Comments »

Has anyone ever made a Baby Bobbi Bear?

They are so farkin’ cute I couldn’t contain myself any longer, so, since now more than ever I have an itchin’ to knit some disgustingly cute crap for the new babe, I succombed and bought the pattern online today.

I also bought Knitting for Baby at the grand closing of my LYS last week. It was slightly warped – but at 65% off I couldn’t NOT buy it! Besides, books (among other things) that live with me have a tendency to end up slightly warped anyways.

Exhibit A:

Okay, well, admittedly, he was pretty twisted when I got him.

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July 31st, 2007 | No Comments »

I’m in love with a beautiful girl! Here is baby Ashlyn. She arrived early yesterday morning at 5:15 AM after 29 hours of labor. She weighs 9 lbs. 15 oz. and both Momma and Baby are doing just fine. We visited last night. Can you believe these photos were taken of baby when she is only about 14 hours old? I know lots of people say this, but here and now it is absolutely true- this is an exceptionally beautiful child, don’t you think?

Do you remember these? My first (and last) baby socks?

Here they are in action- warming teensy feets. I used the Tofutsies Yarn- wool, soysilk, cotton, chitin blend that is supposed to be naturally antibacterial.

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