Monday, June 23, 2008
Thursday, June 19, 2008
And I had to sign a whole bunch of forms saying it's ok if they somehow maim, paralyze or kill me. I had to say that it is ok for them to do whatever they want with any body parts, including limbs, that they take during surgery. I hope they don't need any organs or limbs for transplant that day. Maybe that's not what they had in mind...
All of this for what is supposed to be quick, minor routine surgery to fix two tears in the mensicus in my right knee. At least I have lots of knitting projects for the recovery period. :-)
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Well, that's it!!! I am working on my second pair of Noro socks, and just as with the first pair, I've come across a knot. Grrrr. In the first pair, the knot was at the bottom of the leg of the first sock and that meant no chance for identical socks. But I love the colors that Noro uses in their yarns and I grabbed a new skein that caught my eye at my LYS.
I love, love, love the colors, but not the unexpected knot, this time in the gusset of the second sock. I had even unwound the skein so that both socks started with the same color and I really thought I was on my way to almost-identical socks. Nope.
No more Noro sock yarn for me.
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
After my first two grandchildren were born, my neighbor started working as a scrapbooking
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Friday, June 6, 2008
There are issues: war or peace; universal healthcare or no universal healthcare; good energy policy or crummy (or no) energy policy; and so on and so on.
Politicians have positions on these issues.
If they are elected, politicians can turn their positions into policies and these policies can affect us all.
This isn't American Idol. Good grief...
Thursday, June 5, 2008
I love Noro colors. The sunlight was bright when I took this, so just how deep and rich the colors are isn't as apparent as I would have liked. I think these will be my favorite socks so far. This is Noro Kureyon sock yarn, 70% wool, 30% nylon, and it is color S40. There are 100 grams and 420 meters in the single skein, so there is enough for a standard pair of socks.
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
I was at my orthopedist’s office yesterday. His waiting room is a quiet one, overlooking woods and large planters filled with flowers. There is no television blaring drug infomercials or showing talking heads warning us about diseases we might have and not even know about. I had about a half an hour wait, and was quite happily enjoying the quiet while I knitted.
Suddenly the woman across from me picked up her cell phone and called her parent’s number. “Hi Dad. Is Mom there? No? Oh. Well, I wanted the recipe for the cookies we had the other night…….” and on and on she talked. This gave the woman behind her the idea to call someone, and then the woman behind me called someone. So suddenly the silence was gone, and the rest of us had to listen to three halves of conversations. Why people are willing to have personal conversations in front of complete strangers is a mystery to me, and why anyone on a cell phone has to shout is as well.
There is a sign in the waiting room asking people to please take cell phone conversations outside into the hallway, and the daughter of the woman behind me noticed it and whispered to her mother that she shouldn’t be on her phone. The woman took her call outside, and the other two people quickly ended their conversations.