The New Empire

I hope to one day, re-meet the guy with the sign that read, "The New Empire" from the Columbus Crew game from last week.  Angie and I went this past Saturday for some more crew brew and awesome Mexican/Hispanic people, and as an added bonus, we were hoping to see "star wars guy" but we didn't. :)

Today, I sincerely offered to make something for a friend, and they basically told me that I wouldn't ever make it.  How mean is that?  It's a simple craft too, something I've done before and quickly.  Now I'm stuck in a weird, do I make it and lose or do I not make it and lose?  Either way, now I feel like I lose.  Good thing I'm distancing myself from 'friends' like this.  I've really been enjoying the messages I've been hearing at church lately and I think it's changing my mind on how to handle things like this.  My new reaction, is just to take a deep breath, smile, and know that deep down, issues like this just don't matter in the long run.  Live by example.  As far as me making this craft or not, I don't know.  On the fence.  I know what my friends would say, "Umm, don't you dare make anything for that mean mean jerk of a person."  Although, I feel it should be stated, they would use more color in their statements. :)  People who are my friends btw are just great.  I feel like I owe them a lot after the year I've had and they've stuck by me.

Speaking of the year I've had, now that things are quite settled down and stable, it's time for a change. :)  I've been doing the same thing for 7 years and it isn't even related to my career field of choice.  It's a great job, I do truly love it, but I can't grow in it.  I can't retire from it.  It's becoming time to move on.  I already have a plan too, I'm going to finish up my website and get it up and running, and update my resume, then start the everlasting job hunt.  Even if I could find a job financially equal to the one I have now with the potential to grow, it'd be great.  A step in the right direction.  I've found that a lot in recent months I've very uncomfortable because I'm in the unknown of certain aspects of my life, but I was told that we can't grow until we're put in uncomfortable situations.  So, I'm all about growing. :)

Knitting is what I do

I've been doing a lot of knitting, I know surprise surprise.  I'm simultaneously working on 1 secret project, my harry potter sweater, and knitting an afghan.  On top of all of that I want to join the Knit-a-long that's going on at Ravelry to knit a lost afghan, also known as a lostghan.  They're already on week four, but I'm not concerned, I assume that I'll just knit up some squares and duplicate stitch onto them instead of doing what you do with washcloths which requires you to purl when you want an image to show up against your stockinette stitch.

I've been watching a lot of cartoons lately, I need to find Pinocchio so I can start watching the Disney classics of animation in chronological order.  Pinocchio is the 2nd movie I'd have to watch if you didn't know. :)

I started on the intarsia for the R for my Harry Potter Sweater:

I'm positive that it'll turn out great, if not, I'm taking it apart and doing it over, I've decided it's worth it to me to redo the R if I don't like it because it's too much work to make a sweater and not like it.

In other news, I went to the mystery murder dinner last night with some friends, and I was Melissa F Dupre, the mourning gold digging trampy widow.  I found these shoes at the thrift store and I managed to wear them more than 75% of the entire night.

They're hot pink!  And my new favorites.

I also made my first profit on a craft, not much, like 2 bucks :) BUT it was a mustache for a friend.  I had Hello Kitty model this one for me. :)

Gotta go find some black and gold, I'm going to my first Columbus Crew game tonight and I'm really excited. :)

Expect Great Things

This weekend was a blast.  Friday night started out with meeting up with two of my best buds, Angie, and Liz at a Mexican restaurant.  I feel like my decision on the LARGE margarita was a bad idea, it completely destroyed my life.  Nah, I vote it was a great decision.  Since I met up with them there, and was in NO shape to drive, I had no choice but go old fashion and we had a slumber party like the good ole days in high school where my mom picked me up in the morning.  It was excellent.  AND I can now proudly add "knitting while intoxicated" to my repertoire.  To finish out what I did for the rest of my weekend, went to Build a Bear and built a bear AND brought my own dress and sparkly headband to save money and a lady stopped me to ask where I found the headband. :)  She didn't seem pleased when I told her that I brought it from home.  I ate Yogoot for the first time, I approve.  Anything that is almost ice cream and lets me put fruity pebbles and cap n' crunch in it is amazing.  After all that activity and Chik-fil-a, I pretty much knitted the rest of the time.  Keeping up with my surprise christmas gift and knitting at a pace of 4 inches a day. :)  OH and mom and I went to the mall and found her a kickass dress for Julie's wedding and we went to Joann's and mom graciously bought me more yarn for my harry potter sweater. :)

I also have been obsessively adding patterns and favoriting ones I have to buy from Ravelry.

I found this pattern yesterday through ravelry but the pattern itself is on craftster which I admit, I haven't been able to figure out yet.  Maybe it's too forum heavy?  I too visual?

I think everyone should have a fingerstache.  I might take a whole day and knit a bunch of these and give to my friends for christmas.  I'm also thinking dishcloths might be in that mix.  Found a dishcloth I started I don't know how long ago.

Speaking of the mall I asked mom if Angie and I could knit or crochet red shawls for Julies wedding and she quickly said no.  I think she underestimates our crafting powers... :)

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Dreams

I've had crazy vivid dreams that I tend to remember well my whole life.  For example, last night I had 2 separate dreams.  The first one, my life was being threatened by someone who was a bully to me starting in the 3rd grade and well through high school.  He kept coming by my parents house and leaving his weapons.  I assumed these were to harm me.  And I'm not talking like guns and knifes, he went old school and had the largest baseball bat I've ever seen.  Basically, it was like a whiffle ball ball but metal.  I'm pretty positive that it could smash my head in one blow.  So, I started hiding his stuff, in the trunk of my car and I kept locking the doors over and over and over but he kept unlocking them, and for about half the dream I never saw him but I knew it was him.  Then when I tried calling 911 and being put on hold or to try again later he showed up.  He tried yelling at me telling me he wasn't there to harm me and that he was just leaving his stuff there...?  I wasn't buying it.  Then he started to chase me around my house, then my long time friend Aaron H showed up in a very bright yellow t-shirt and just simply told this bully to leave me alone.  And he did.  It was very strange because I haven't seen Aaron in a couple of weeks and before then it was years.

My second dream of the night, I was pregnant, again.  I've had a pregnant dream just about every night this week.  This one I don't remember much other than images.  I think my baby finally had a father, some guy I don't think I've ever seen before.  Tall, muscular, sandy to dark colored hair.  I remember just feeling sad in this one.  Another dream I remember well from this past week, I went to a sperm bank and chose what the father was contributing.  It was weird, it was just all spelled out on the card what kind of child I'd have.  I chose to have a boy, and his father was also a redhead.  I told my parents what I did and my mom absolutely refused to talk to me.  She seemed mad at the fact that I was having a boy instead of a girl, or that I just knew right away and chose to have a boy.  When it came time to deliver my family didn't even care enough to want to take me to the hospital.  In all my dreams I never give birth.  I did tell mom about that dream and she said that isn't how she would be at all btw.  She said she'd be estatic for me.

The pregnant dreams just symbolize that my subconscious knows something new is coming. :)  I'm not sure about the first one, I suppose I'm fearing what's coming?  I fear the unknown?  I believe you can't grow as a person if you don't go outside your comfort zone though.  So bring on the unknown!

Angie and I had a very successful Pocahontas party the other night.  We built a fort with bed sheets and watched Pocahontas and ate sour gummi worms.  Before all that we made miniature funnel cakes.

In crafting news I'm about 3 inches away from finishing my first back of sweater ever, it took me about 2 weeks.  I'll probably finish it today and then start on the front.  I might take a break and knit something small I intend on giving away at christmas time.  I think as far as tonight goes though, definitely finish the last 3 inches and then I need to make a tremendous effort in finishing up a quilt so I can get it out of my room, it's not mine but I promised to fix it and I work a couple of hours on it here and there.  The owner's dogs chew it up or something, I can repair the simple rips all the way down, but I'm pretty sure there's an entire chunk missing out of a lower corner so I'll have to get creative with that.

Time to go ingest stupid amounts of iron so I can pass the iron test and donate blood today... :)