Mandatory overtime the rest of the week for all the temps. We were told less than an hour before quiting time today. Of course, I'm the only temp that actually stayed over. Yeah, just call me sucker. I already told the bossman that I can't work late Friday or work on Saturday. He seemed ok with that.
Why is it that grown men and women can act like little children when they get together on mailing lists? I don't like what you are saying so I'm leaving!!! Don't tell me that I can't express my opinion. Sheesh!
Work continues on the shrug. I'm working on it during breaks at work. Even one of the guys commented on it and asked what I was knitting.
I cleared most of my block list on Yahoo and low and behold, the guy I split with 3 years ago sent me an offline message on Sunday. Ummmmmm get a freakin life ya jackass!!
Ok time for food and knitting. Christ I need to hire someone to sleep for me. hehehe I'm so freakin tired and I'm sure that most of this post makes zero sense to most people. Oh well.
Monday, July 31, 2006
Friday, July 28, 2006
Snap shot
Proof of the shrugs existence.
More stitch markers.
The finished blue set. The middle bead actually has a lot of gray in it.
The beginnings of a turban made with Esprit yarn from elann.com.
Thank you Emmie for the cool ass web cam. I just have to get an extension USB cord so I can get it onto the desktop. hehehe
And yes, I messed with the pictures in psp, so most of the junk artifacts in the pictures is from me messing around and getting the file size down enough to upload the pictures. Have I whined lately about how much dial-up just FUCKING SUCKS!?!?!?!?!?!?
I just gotta hang on to this job. I'm working more overtime tomorrow. Oh for joy.... Little brother is definitely getting a check for a wedding present thanks to OT and my inability to crochet faster than a damn snail at this point.
Thursday, July 27, 2006
Another day
with no knitting pictures. hehe I'm just too damn pooped to hook up the webcam that Emmie sent me and try to get a picture of the shrug.
I do have a picture for ya.
I got some jewelry making pliers and tonight I've been playing. I'm not so good at figuring out how much wire to leave before creating the loop. They are on a size 6 needle. There is another marker that I made first, but it will only fit on a 3. I'm working on another one right now but I can't get that little piece that is left over to fold over or cut off. grrr
Jon asked if I've maybe got tinitus. Why yes I do as luck would have it. I've had it for years. Very very annoying but not much ya can do about it. I always have the tv on for background noise and I sleep with a very loud box fan on so that when the ringing starts it isn't quite as annoying as it is in a quiet space.
The dizzy spells have no relation to the tinitus. This is not a ringing in my ears or that annoying high pitched whine that makes me want to poke my eardrums out. (Not that that would help any. lol) This is a buzzing sort of swoshing sound and feeling right behind my eyes. I don't have to move my head at all in order for it to happen. All I have to do is simply move my dang eyeballs in order for it to happen. It almost feels like someone has put an electrode into my brain and is giving me a shock.
It sort of reminds me of when I was dealing with a neck injury years ago. When I would tilt my head forward I would get an electrical shock feeling at the base of my skull and man was that literally a pain in the neck. The doc said that it was the nerves regenerating themselves. It was almost as annoying as the constant itchy feeling I had on the right side of my neck. I couldn't wear anything with a tight neck on it for over a year. It was like having a bad case of the hives with nothing to show for it and no matter how much I scratched at it, it didn't ease. Major PITA.
hehehe Before hitting publish, I ran spellcheck and I had typed workign instead of working. Blogger suggested I replace it with orgasm. hehe Who the hell wouldn't replace the one with the other??? hehehehehe
I do have a picture for ya.
I got some jewelry making pliers and tonight I've been playing. I'm not so good at figuring out how much wire to leave before creating the loop. They are on a size 6 needle. There is another marker that I made first, but it will only fit on a 3. I'm working on another one right now but I can't get that little piece that is left over to fold over or cut off. grrr
Jon asked if I've maybe got tinitus. Why yes I do as luck would have it. I've had it for years. Very very annoying but not much ya can do about it. I always have the tv on for background noise and I sleep with a very loud box fan on so that when the ringing starts it isn't quite as annoying as it is in a quiet space.
The dizzy spells have no relation to the tinitus. This is not a ringing in my ears or that annoying high pitched whine that makes me want to poke my eardrums out. (Not that that would help any. lol) This is a buzzing sort of swoshing sound and feeling right behind my eyes. I don't have to move my head at all in order for it to happen. All I have to do is simply move my dang eyeballs in order for it to happen. It almost feels like someone has put an electrode into my brain and is giving me a shock.
It sort of reminds me of when I was dealing with a neck injury years ago. When I would tilt my head forward I would get an electrical shock feeling at the base of my skull and man was that literally a pain in the neck. The doc said that it was the nerves regenerating themselves. It was almost as annoying as the constant itchy feeling I had on the right side of my neck. I couldn't wear anything with a tight neck on it for over a year. It was like having a bad case of the hives with nothing to show for it and no matter how much I scratched at it, it didn't ease. Major PITA.
hehehe Before hitting publish, I ran spellcheck and I had typed workign instead of working. Blogger suggested I replace it with orgasm. hehe Who the hell wouldn't replace the one with the other??? hehehehehe
Wednesday, July 26, 2006
Confession Time
As some of my friends know, I've been battling depression for quite some time now. I've been on medication since 2002. Most of the meds I've taken haven't done a whole hell of a lot of good.
I've also been on a lot of medications for other physical problems. I've suffered from nasty headaches for as long as I can remember. The neurologist put me on some meds that help pain meds work better. Ya see, I have a high resistance to pain meds. Most people can take a couple Advil and experience relief quite fast. Not so much where I'm concerned. Which is why I've had scripts for some pretty powerful pain meds for quite some time. They take the edge off but don't completely ease it.
Off and on I've been on anti-seizure meds to counteract spacisity in my right side. I sustained major nerve damage 12 years ago in a bad car accident. When I'm tired or overheated or even over excited, my right arm and leg can start shaking and bouncing. Quite annoying, but it's been under control for some time and I went off those meds.
Anyways, that is a big of the background on my medical problems. Lately though, my situation has been getting worse. At the beginning of the month, I lost my medical coverage. I've had to go off of all my anti-depressants. That has not been easy. Add to that the fact that I'm PMSing. My temper has gotten even shorter than normal and I'm ready to fall apart crying at the drop of a hat. Any time that a strong emotion pops it's head up, I start crying. I bawled while watching America's Got Talent. Ummmm yeah I'm wacked out.
The other thing that is driving me batty are dizzy spells. They started up a couple months ago. I went to the doc and he said it was calcium deposits in my inner ear or some such shit. He sent me to physical therapy to try and deal with it. Unfortunately, I couldn't reproduce one of the attacks for the therapist. He did manage to give me some help with some back problems.
These attacks are very hard to explain. It's not like I feel as though I'm going to faint or even really fall over. Ya know how it feels when your foot falls asleep? Not the pain part, the buzzing feeling. Now imagine that when you turn your eyes or your whole head that you feel a short buzz feeling in the middle of your brain. It's more annoying than painful. But after awhile it does lead to a nasty headache. The buzzing isn't the only annoying part of it. I actually hear a noise when it happens. It's a sort of electrical sound. Like a schzzzuuuuu sound.
The noise and the buzzing lasts for only a fraction of a moment. It may only happen a couple times a day or it can happen several times a minute. It has been getting steadily worse. I can get very disoriented when it is really acting up. This is very frustrating and isn't helping my emotional state at all.
So basically, I'm a mess. I'm stressed out about the whole insurance deal, not working regularly and trying to get the damn shrug knit in time for my bro's wedding. Physically, I'm falling apart now that I'm off of all my meds. I used to take a pharmacy worth of meds each day.
I'm just wrung out and tired as all hell. This is partly why I haven't been posting much lately. I just don't feel like I've got much interesting to say most of the time. If only I had some writing talent. I could share the wacked out surreal dreams I've been having the last few weeks. They are very vivid and very strange.
Anyways, Mom has given me the number and address for a free clinic in town. Unfortunately, as a temp, I can't take time off for anything or risk being let go. I just am going to have to wait and see if I can get the time to run into town from where I'm working. It's at least a 45 min drive cause I work a couple towns away. So, we shall see.
Well, I'm pooped. I'm going to finish reading the news and get my butt to bed. I worked overtime today loading a semi and boy did that kick my ass. lol
I've also been on a lot of medications for other physical problems. I've suffered from nasty headaches for as long as I can remember. The neurologist put me on some meds that help pain meds work better. Ya see, I have a high resistance to pain meds. Most people can take a couple Advil and experience relief quite fast. Not so much where I'm concerned. Which is why I've had scripts for some pretty powerful pain meds for quite some time. They take the edge off but don't completely ease it.
Off and on I've been on anti-seizure meds to counteract spacisity in my right side. I sustained major nerve damage 12 years ago in a bad car accident. When I'm tired or overheated or even over excited, my right arm and leg can start shaking and bouncing. Quite annoying, but it's been under control for some time and I went off those meds.
Anyways, that is a big of the background on my medical problems. Lately though, my situation has been getting worse. At the beginning of the month, I lost my medical coverage. I've had to go off of all my anti-depressants. That has not been easy. Add to that the fact that I'm PMSing. My temper has gotten even shorter than normal and I'm ready to fall apart crying at the drop of a hat. Any time that a strong emotion pops it's head up, I start crying. I bawled while watching America's Got Talent. Ummmm yeah I'm wacked out.
The other thing that is driving me batty are dizzy spells. They started up a couple months ago. I went to the doc and he said it was calcium deposits in my inner ear or some such shit. He sent me to physical therapy to try and deal with it. Unfortunately, I couldn't reproduce one of the attacks for the therapist. He did manage to give me some help with some back problems.
These attacks are very hard to explain. It's not like I feel as though I'm going to faint or even really fall over. Ya know how it feels when your foot falls asleep? Not the pain part, the buzzing feeling. Now imagine that when you turn your eyes or your whole head that you feel a short buzz feeling in the middle of your brain. It's more annoying than painful. But after awhile it does lead to a nasty headache. The buzzing isn't the only annoying part of it. I actually hear a noise when it happens. It's a sort of electrical sound. Like a schzzzuuuuu sound.
The noise and the buzzing lasts for only a fraction of a moment. It may only happen a couple times a day or it can happen several times a minute. It has been getting steadily worse. I can get very disoriented when it is really acting up. This is very frustrating and isn't helping my emotional state at all.
So basically, I'm a mess. I'm stressed out about the whole insurance deal, not working regularly and trying to get the damn shrug knit in time for my bro's wedding. Physically, I'm falling apart now that I'm off of all my meds. I used to take a pharmacy worth of meds each day.
I'm just wrung out and tired as all hell. This is partly why I haven't been posting much lately. I just don't feel like I've got much interesting to say most of the time. If only I had some writing talent. I could share the wacked out surreal dreams I've been having the last few weeks. They are very vivid and very strange.
Anyways, Mom has given me the number and address for a free clinic in town. Unfortunately, as a temp, I can't take time off for anything or risk being let go. I just am going to have to wait and see if I can get the time to run into town from where I'm working. It's at least a 45 min drive cause I work a couple towns away. So, we shall see.
Well, I'm pooped. I'm going to finish reading the news and get my butt to bed. I worked overtime today loading a semi and boy did that kick my ass. lol
Time is short
I can't believe that I only have like 2 weeks before my bro gets married.
Is that making me work faster at the shrug and the doily. Ummmm not really. hehe
It's hard to concentrate on the projects when I'm this freakin tired. The job isn't a hard one but I'm still pooped as all hell when I get home. I worked 2 hours extra today. I'm going to work all the OT that I can cause I can use the money. I'm thinking that the happy couple is going to be getting a check and the doily will be a Christmas present.
Cause y'all I really really really don't want to have to buy a new outfit to wear to the wedding. That is just more money spent of shit that ain't gonna be used again. I'm a jeans and tshirt type of gal and I just don't get dressed up often enough to warrant buying a new outfit. I would rather just give the money to Joe and call it even.
So, I'll be working my ass off on the shrug and getting some money together for the wedding.
And now I'm off to take a shower. Even though I've cleaned up twice since being home, I feel like I only took off the top layer of grime.
toodles
Is that making me work faster at the shrug and the doily. Ummmm not really. hehe
It's hard to concentrate on the projects when I'm this freakin tired. The job isn't a hard one but I'm still pooped as all hell when I get home. I worked 2 hours extra today. I'm going to work all the OT that I can cause I can use the money. I'm thinking that the happy couple is going to be getting a check and the doily will be a Christmas present.
Cause y'all I really really really don't want to have to buy a new outfit to wear to the wedding. That is just more money spent of shit that ain't gonna be used again. I'm a jeans and tshirt type of gal and I just don't get dressed up often enough to warrant buying a new outfit. I would rather just give the money to Joe and call it even.
So, I'll be working my ass off on the shrug and getting some money together for the wedding.
And now I'm off to take a shower. Even though I've cleaned up twice since being home, I feel like I only took off the top layer of grime.
toodles
Monday, July 24, 2006
Frustration and Tears
I thought I was doing such a great job on the I Do shrug. I actually did one repeat too much and had to rip back a little bit.
So then I started seaming the two sleeves together. I was amazed that it was hard to see where the seam was. I was doing it from the reverse side because I find knit stitches easier to kirtchner than purl stitches.
About 3/4 of the way across, I realized there was a problem. It would seem that I increased an extra pattern repeat on the first sleeve.
So guess who gets to make a very painful visit to the frog pond after work tonight.
I was sooo tempted to just toss the whole damn thing into the trash last night. The wedding is in 3 weeks. whaaaaaaa
So then I started seaming the two sleeves together. I was amazed that it was hard to see where the seam was. I was doing it from the reverse side because I find knit stitches easier to kirtchner than purl stitches.
About 3/4 of the way across, I realized there was a problem. It would seem that I increased an extra pattern repeat on the first sleeve.
So guess who gets to make a very painful visit to the frog pond after work tonight.
I was sooo tempted to just toss the whole damn thing into the trash last night. The wedding is in 3 weeks. whaaaaaaa
Saturday, July 22, 2006
Great
Woke up with heartburn, so I decided to read some blogs.
Thanks to Elizabeth, I learned I'm a damn nerd.
Great, just great.
Yes, I built my pc and I can tear it down and rebuild it in about half an hour if the need arises. Yes, I can build a website with only notepad and a browser for previewing. (Isn't that the way it is supposed to be done? lol) But, no I don't remember how to program in C++. Although if I get out my programming book, I probably could build a simple program in a day or two.
Shit, I'm a nerd. hehehe
Thanks to Elizabeth, I learned I'm a damn nerd.
Great, just great.
Yes, I built my pc and I can tear it down and rebuild it in about half an hour if the need arises. Yes, I can build a website with only notepad and a browser for previewing. (Isn't that the way it is supposed to be done? lol) But, no I don't remember how to program in C++. Although if I get out my programming book, I probably could build a simple program in a day or two.
Shit, I'm a nerd. hehehe
Thursday, July 20, 2006
Finally good news
I got hired on to a temp job. After 500 hours, they have to hire me on. It's more money than I've been making and once I get hired full time there is insurance.
I've got to go out in a few mins and fill out paperwork and take a pee test.
Should I tell her that all she has to do is make me real mad and I'll pee anyway? hehehe
I start work tomorrow, so cross your fingers that this job works out.
I've got to go out in a few mins and fill out paperwork and take a pee test.
Should I tell her that all she has to do is make me real mad and I'll pee anyway? hehehe
I start work tomorrow, so cross your fingers that this job works out.
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
Angry
I can't remember the last time I was as angry as I've been today.
I made Nick a plate of pancakes and came into my room to knit on a turban and watch some TV. I decided that I really needed to get my butt moving on a doily for my brother and his lady for their wedding.
As I walked into the kitchen area to get the pattern pages I had printed off yesterday, I saw what I thought was soda spilled on the floor.
I yelled at the kid to get his butt out there and clean it up.
Then I noticed that it wasn't soda but pancake syrup all over the dining area floor and into the kitchen.
He emptied about 1/4 of a bottle of syrup onto the floor. So I really started letting loose. I asked him what in the blue blazes gave him the idea that it was a good idea to pour syrup on the damn floor. I grabbed a wet towel and told him to get his butt working on cleaning it up.
Then I went to clean my feet off in the bathroom.
There I found the toilet stopped up with tons of toilet paper. The sink had toilet paper in it too.
In the process of unclogging the sink, the bathroom got half flooded.
I was so mad that I literally pissed my pants when I started yelling.
I guess there was a real reason being saying you are pissed when you are really mad. heheee
Never before in my life have I been that damn angry. Ok, so I did have to pee already when I started yelling. But damn, to actually pee your pants from yelling.
Part of the problem may have been the fact that I had a kidney stone that was buggin the hell out of me the last two days. That sort of messes with a persons ability to go and or hold it. Thankfully, the sob seems to have passed.
Wonder if it ended up on the bathroom floor. roflmao
It took me quite awhile to get all the water in the bathroom cleaned up and then all the syrup on the tiles.
I don't think the kid is going to be watching any TV for at least a week.
If it wasn't my mom's birthday today, he wouldn't be leaving his damn bedroom the whole week either.
Well I guess I should get my pissypants self over to my mom's house. She is going out to dinner with her best friend and then out to listen to her brother's band play.
I made Nick a plate of pancakes and came into my room to knit on a turban and watch some TV. I decided that I really needed to get my butt moving on a doily for my brother and his lady for their wedding.
As I walked into the kitchen area to get the pattern pages I had printed off yesterday, I saw what I thought was soda spilled on the floor.
I yelled at the kid to get his butt out there and clean it up.
Then I noticed that it wasn't soda but pancake syrup all over the dining area floor and into the kitchen.
He emptied about 1/4 of a bottle of syrup onto the floor. So I really started letting loose. I asked him what in the blue blazes gave him the idea that it was a good idea to pour syrup on the damn floor. I grabbed a wet towel and told him to get his butt working on cleaning it up.
Then I went to clean my feet off in the bathroom.
There I found the toilet stopped up with tons of toilet paper. The sink had toilet paper in it too.
In the process of unclogging the sink, the bathroom got half flooded.
I was so mad that I literally pissed my pants when I started yelling.
I guess there was a real reason being saying you are pissed when you are really mad. heheee
Never before in my life have I been that damn angry. Ok, so I did have to pee already when I started yelling. But damn, to actually pee your pants from yelling.
Part of the problem may have been the fact that I had a kidney stone that was buggin the hell out of me the last two days. That sort of messes with a persons ability to go and or hold it. Thankfully, the sob seems to have passed.
Wonder if it ended up on the bathroom floor. roflmao
It took me quite awhile to get all the water in the bathroom cleaned up and then all the syrup on the tiles.
I don't think the kid is going to be watching any TV for at least a week.
If it wasn't my mom's birthday today, he wouldn't be leaving his damn bedroom the whole week either.
Well I guess I should get my pissypants self over to my mom's house. She is going out to dinner with her best friend and then out to listen to her brother's band play.
Friday, July 14, 2006
Lazy Friday
I didn't work today. Nobody seems to want me. sniff sniff
giggle
That's ok. I'm one tired ass chicky.
Call me old, but getting up at 2 and 3 in the morning to go to work just kills me.
Right now I'm super tired cause I'm stuffed. I made tuna and noodles for supper tonight. It's been ages since I've made it. I added some cheese to try and entice Nick into eating it. No such luck. The cheese made it so heavy and I feel like I'm going to explode.
My brain hasn't been working too well lately thanks to the lack of sleep.
Someone wrote to me at my MSN e-mail asking about SchussPlus DK wool. Frankly, I thought it was a spam mail or that it was sent to the wrong person. I didn't think my MSN addy was mentioned on here at all. I couldn't even remember having any SchussPlus DK wool.
I checked out my stats and found the page that the person found the SchussPlus on. Turns out it was something I got off of eBay. To answer the person's questions: Yes, the yarn is next to skin soft. Looking at the yarn, it look heavier than dk weight. Then again, I've gotten used to using laceweight and thread lately. hehehe
Someday I'll get around to making a sweater out of the yarn. Maybe I'll swatch for one of the Delta Burke patterns I've got. Lord knows I want to make them all.
Go check out trek casts on. She just posted some cute toddler socks. I so wish I had a little one to make them for.
Also take a look at the new free patterns on The Daily Knitter. Lots of neat goodies on there.
giggle
That's ok. I'm one tired ass chicky.
Call me old, but getting up at 2 and 3 in the morning to go to work just kills me.
Right now I'm super tired cause I'm stuffed. I made tuna and noodles for supper tonight. It's been ages since I've made it. I added some cheese to try and entice Nick into eating it. No such luck. The cheese made it so heavy and I feel like I'm going to explode.
My brain hasn't been working too well lately thanks to the lack of sleep.
Someone wrote to me at my MSN e-mail asking about SchussPlus DK wool. Frankly, I thought it was a spam mail or that it was sent to the wrong person. I didn't think my MSN addy was mentioned on here at all. I couldn't even remember having any SchussPlus DK wool.
I checked out my stats and found the page that the person found the SchussPlus on. Turns out it was something I got off of eBay. To answer the person's questions: Yes, the yarn is next to skin soft. Looking at the yarn, it look heavier than dk weight. Then again, I've gotten used to using laceweight and thread lately. hehehe
Someday I'll get around to making a sweater out of the yarn. Maybe I'll swatch for one of the Delta Burke patterns I've got. Lord knows I want to make them all.
Go check out trek casts on. She just posted some cute toddler socks. I so wish I had a little one to make them for.
Also take a look at the new free patterns on The Daily Knitter. Lots of neat goodies on there.
Monday, July 10, 2006
broke again
Sometimes it just sucks to be so freakin poor. I swear I need to find me a real job where I have set hours and a set freakin wage.
Working temp jobs just doesn't cut it any more. Well, I suppose if I hadn't of gotten a flat tire Thursday night I would be ok. That was $124 though could have been spent a little better.
I was less than 2 miles from home Thursday when I got the shit scared out of me. Thankfully, I'm not as bad of a driver as my dad likes to make out. I kept the car on the road and managed to pull onto the shoulder without destroying the rim. This time. I've totally trashed a very expensive rim before.
In a surprise show that there are nice people out there, 3 people stopped to help with the flat tire. The first was a nice lady offering her cell phone. I had already called Dad to come and help with the jack, so I said thanks and sent her on her way. Less than a minute later, 2 guys in a truck stopped and changed the tire for me. They didn't seem to care that I had someone on his way to help me.
Before you call me a whimp, I did manage to get the spare out of the trunk and I loosened the lug nuts. I had just never used the piece of crap jack that came with my car before. It didn't work the way I had expected it to.
I ended up replacing the 2 front tires. The guys that changed the flat said the rear tires should be ok for awhile yet. Dad had wanted me to replace all the tires but I just don't have the money for it.
Frankly, I had to borrow $25 from my mom. If I hadn't, I would have had to pay a $22 overdraft fee. I dunno why they charge you for bouncing a check. Obviously you don't have the money to begin with or you wouldn't have bounced in the first place. Right?? hehe
I can't wait for the kid to go back to school. Paying for a babysitter 5 days a week just freaking sucks. I pay about half my paycheck to the babysitter. And she is cheap for around here too.
Oh well. I need some sleep. Maybe I'll get some knitting done tomorrow.
Working temp jobs just doesn't cut it any more. Well, I suppose if I hadn't of gotten a flat tire Thursday night I would be ok. That was $124 though could have been spent a little better.
I was less than 2 miles from home Thursday when I got the shit scared out of me. Thankfully, I'm not as bad of a driver as my dad likes to make out. I kept the car on the road and managed to pull onto the shoulder without destroying the rim. This time. I've totally trashed a very expensive rim before.
In a surprise show that there are nice people out there, 3 people stopped to help with the flat tire. The first was a nice lady offering her cell phone. I had already called Dad to come and help with the jack, so I said thanks and sent her on her way. Less than a minute later, 2 guys in a truck stopped and changed the tire for me. They didn't seem to care that I had someone on his way to help me.
Before you call me a whimp, I did manage to get the spare out of the trunk and I loosened the lug nuts. I had just never used the piece of crap jack that came with my car before. It didn't work the way I had expected it to.
I ended up replacing the 2 front tires. The guys that changed the flat said the rear tires should be ok for awhile yet. Dad had wanted me to replace all the tires but I just don't have the money for it.
Frankly, I had to borrow $25 from my mom. If I hadn't, I would have had to pay a $22 overdraft fee. I dunno why they charge you for bouncing a check. Obviously you don't have the money to begin with or you wouldn't have bounced in the first place. Right?? hehe
I can't wait for the kid to go back to school. Paying for a babysitter 5 days a week just freaking sucks. I pay about half my paycheck to the babysitter. And she is cheap for around here too.
Oh well. I need some sleep. Maybe I'll get some knitting done tomorrow.
Sunday, July 09, 2006
Friday, June 30, 2006
And you thought I was scarce now
Well I'm going to be even more scarce next week.
I'm not as pooped as I was the last couple days from workin my butt off. Next week I'll be working at a warehouse I've temped at before. They want me to come in at 4AM.
Yes, you read that right. 4 freakin AM!!!!!
I'll be dead to the world by 8pm each night I'm sure.
I haven't worked on the I Do shrug much lately. Well I did get the right sleeve and back the right length across. One problem. I added repeats when I went to work it flat because I wanted more coverage. Well once I add the ruffle on, it would have probably gone down to my freakin knees practically.
Sooooooo, I'm going to rip back to where it starts going back and forth. I'm going to rework it without adding any more repeats to the width.
Yes, I'm a glutton for punishment. It should work up faster when I'm not adding on each row though.
Sure.
Faster...
Righttttttttttt
I'm not as pooped as I was the last couple days from workin my butt off. Next week I'll be working at a warehouse I've temped at before. They want me to come in at 4AM.
Yes, you read that right. 4 freakin AM!!!!!
I'll be dead to the world by 8pm each night I'm sure.
I haven't worked on the I Do shrug much lately. Well I did get the right sleeve and back the right length across. One problem. I added repeats when I went to work it flat because I wanted more coverage. Well once I add the ruffle on, it would have probably gone down to my freakin knees practically.
Sooooooo, I'm going to rip back to where it starts going back and forth. I'm going to rework it without adding any more repeats to the width.
Yes, I'm a glutton for punishment. It should work up faster when I'm not adding on each row though.
Sure.
Faster...
Righttttttttttt
Monday, June 26, 2006
The sun shines again
Well the weekend job doesn't look like it will materialize. The chick in charge of temp jobs in that area tends not to give "guy" jobs to females. I don't care if I get hot or dirty. I just want a freakin job damn it.
The guy in charge of another place I used to work called and offered me one day of work. He couldn't promise any other hours. I told him to give me a call when he can provide more hours. I would really like to go back there. It's an ok place to work.
What was that?
You came for the sunshine?
Oh, yeah, that.
I did get another offer for at least four days of work. I'll be working 8 til 5. The lady that was watching Nick before, has agreed to watch him again. He isn't happy about it. He is insisting on bringing a picture of us together when he was a baby.
I would share, but it sucks. Well he looks cute. But me? Not so much
So, I'll be busy for the next couple of days. I don't think I'll be knitting much. I really don't want to take a bag along with me.
I'm getting closer to finishing the right side of the I Do shrug. A few more inches to go. I suppose if I hadn't of added some more repeats down the back, I would be working on the left side by now. Shit I have no clue if this is even gonna work out anyway. sigh
I started messing with a mitered scrap afghan out of worsted acrylic. I've got like 4 squares done. Then it hit me that it would probably be a good pattern for a baby blanket.
Sooo out came some pastel acrylic yarn. I haven't even gotten one square done. Hell I may end up just adding it to the scrap afghan. It all depends. I should just get out some big ass needles and whip up a couple blankets for the new lil ones in the family.
Nooooooo I'm not havin a kid!!!!!!
I've got one. That is enough for right now. You will hear talk of a wedding way the hell before you will hear about me havin another kid. Shit, I still have to find a man to even think of that stuff. hehehe
Ok, off to bed. At least I don't have to be up at 3am this time though. hehe
The guy in charge of another place I used to work called and offered me one day of work. He couldn't promise any other hours. I told him to give me a call when he can provide more hours. I would really like to go back there. It's an ok place to work.
What was that?
You came for the sunshine?
Oh, yeah, that.
I did get another offer for at least four days of work. I'll be working 8 til 5. The lady that was watching Nick before, has agreed to watch him again. He isn't happy about it. He is insisting on bringing a picture of us together when he was a baby.
I would share, but it sucks. Well he looks cute. But me? Not so much
So, I'll be busy for the next couple of days. I don't think I'll be knitting much. I really don't want to take a bag along with me.
I'm getting closer to finishing the right side of the I Do shrug. A few more inches to go. I suppose if I hadn't of added some more repeats down the back, I would be working on the left side by now. Shit I have no clue if this is even gonna work out anyway. sigh
I started messing with a mitered scrap afghan out of worsted acrylic. I've got like 4 squares done. Then it hit me that it would probably be a good pattern for a baby blanket.
Sooo out came some pastel acrylic yarn. I haven't even gotten one square done. Hell I may end up just adding it to the scrap afghan. It all depends. I should just get out some big ass needles and whip up a couple blankets for the new lil ones in the family.
Nooooooo I'm not havin a kid!!!!!!
I've got one. That is enough for right now. You will hear talk of a wedding way the hell before you will hear about me havin another kid. Shit, I still have to find a man to even think of that stuff. hehehe
Ok, off to bed. At least I don't have to be up at 3am this time though. hehe
The one with the freaky movie
My folks have a membership at Blockbuster that allows them to rent as many movies as they want each month. Sometimes, my mom just doesn't look at what a movie is about before grabbing it.
Last night, we watched Hostel.
OMG that is just the most fucked up movie I've seen in a long time.
Ok so Quentin Tarantino has his name attached to the movie, so I shoulda known it was gonna be FUBAR.
Quentin = blood + boobs + lots of swearing
This movie didn't disappoint on those points.
There were parts that are quite gross. Some parts were kind of funny.
Am I gonna watch this one again? Ummmm I'll stick with From Dusk Til Dawn and it's offspring.
Last night, we watched Hostel.
OMG that is just the most fucked up movie I've seen in a long time.
Ok so Quentin Tarantino has his name attached to the movie, so I shoulda known it was gonna be FUBAR.
Quentin = blood + boobs + lots of swearing
This movie didn't disappoint on those points.
There were parts that are quite gross. Some parts were kind of funny.
Am I gonna watch this one again? Ummmm I'll stick with From Dusk Til Dawn and it's offspring.
Sunday, June 25, 2006
To share the good
As y'all know, a week ago Friday I lost my assignment of 4 months. It really had me thrown for a loop because Nick's birthday was 2 days away and because I had really hoped to be hired there.
I belong to a couple charity knitting groups and I wrote to one of them asking for prayers. I just needed to 'hear' someone say it would be all right. They were wonderful about sending hugs of support. All of y'all were great too.
Well, last Sunday, I was gone all day and wasn't near my computer. Unbeknownst to me, the owner of the knitting group decided to ask the members to take up a collection for Nick's birthday. When I got home and checked my mail, there was a note from the owner confessing what she had done. I, of course, bawled.
Long story short. Monday night, the owner transferred nearly $150 to be spent on Nick. Waterworks ensued again.
I didn't get Nick the bike I had been fixated on. I know the lil booger won't ride it unless it has training wheels on it. I'll be damned if I give in on it though. I think my dad is gonna look for a used bike and do a Calvin on him.
I did get him an assortment of Bionnicles, a transformer, a Rugrats dvd, a Backyardigans book and a 1st grade learning program for the computer. He still hasn't put together all the Bionnicles. The parts are currently laid out in my parent's basement. My dad is helping him put them together cause Nick mixed the parts up. hehehe
We extended the birthday fun to Tuesday and I took Nick to see Cars. That movie is a hoot. We had a total blast.
I did want to smack the shit out of the woman who brought 6 kids with her and sat right in front of me. At one point her youngest kept whining about wanting to go potty. Well she took her once, came back and the kid wouldn't shut up about wanting to go again. Rather than taking her out of the theater, she moved to a seat behind us and kept mumbling to the kid to hush.
I firmly believe that if your child will not hush and behave in a movie, you need to remove the child from the theater until they agree to behave. Yes, you may miss a bit of the movie but that is better than making everyone else listen to your brat screeching.
Anyways, I have a line on a job where my dad works. I would work 6am til 6pm on Friday, Saturday and Sunday and be paid for a full 40 hours. It would leave the rest of the week free for me to sit on my ass. hehehe Plus, the job would pay $2 an hour more than I was making at my last job.
I was thinking that maybe I would help out at the sub shop during the day for some extra money too. Unfortunately, I know they would insist on having me agree to work one weekend a month. Not even close to happening. They pay minimum wage. Loved workin there but it just ain't worth it.
Oh well, I'm off to finish watching the match between England and Ecuador. Then off to watch the NASCAR race. Who the hell thought I would ever be interested in sports. HA HA HA
I belong to a couple charity knitting groups and I wrote to one of them asking for prayers. I just needed to 'hear' someone say it would be all right. They were wonderful about sending hugs of support. All of y'all were great too.
Well, last Sunday, I was gone all day and wasn't near my computer. Unbeknownst to me, the owner of the knitting group decided to ask the members to take up a collection for Nick's birthday. When I got home and checked my mail, there was a note from the owner confessing what she had done. I, of course, bawled.
Long story short. Monday night, the owner transferred nearly $150 to be spent on Nick. Waterworks ensued again.
I didn't get Nick the bike I had been fixated on. I know the lil booger won't ride it unless it has training wheels on it. I'll be damned if I give in on it though. I think my dad is gonna look for a used bike and do a Calvin on him.
I did get him an assortment of Bionnicles, a transformer, a Rugrats dvd, a Backyardigans book and a 1st grade learning program for the computer. He still hasn't put together all the Bionnicles. The parts are currently laid out in my parent's basement. My dad is helping him put them together cause Nick mixed the parts up. hehehe
We extended the birthday fun to Tuesday and I took Nick to see Cars. That movie is a hoot. We had a total blast.
I did want to smack the shit out of the woman who brought 6 kids with her and sat right in front of me. At one point her youngest kept whining about wanting to go potty. Well she took her once, came back and the kid wouldn't shut up about wanting to go again. Rather than taking her out of the theater, she moved to a seat behind us and kept mumbling to the kid to hush.
I firmly believe that if your child will not hush and behave in a movie, you need to remove the child from the theater until they agree to behave. Yes, you may miss a bit of the movie but that is better than making everyone else listen to your brat screeching.
Anyways, I have a line on a job where my dad works. I would work 6am til 6pm on Friday, Saturday and Sunday and be paid for a full 40 hours. It would leave the rest of the week free for me to sit on my ass. hehehe Plus, the job would pay $2 an hour more than I was making at my last job.
I was thinking that maybe I would help out at the sub shop during the day for some extra money too. Unfortunately, I know they would insist on having me agree to work one weekend a month. Not even close to happening. They pay minimum wage. Loved workin there but it just ain't worth it.
Oh well, I'm off to finish watching the match between England and Ecuador. Then off to watch the NASCAR race. Who the hell thought I would ever be interested in sports. HA HA HA
Thursday, June 22, 2006
The one in which my past bites me in the ass
I have good news and I have shitty news. The bad shit is what is most on my mind at the moment.
I got home last night to find the same number on my caller ID 4 times. I didn't recognize the name or the area code. At first I was just going to go online and figure out where the area code was from when I noticed that there was also a message on my voice mail. First message was a hang up. Second message brought back a name that I haven't heard anyone speak in over 6 years. The voice was one that I hadn't heard in over 7 years. Frankly I didn't recognize the voice, but I knew it was him.
Figured out who it was yet?
I'll save you the wondering seeing as I wasn't blogging back then. It was my son's father. He called no fewer than 8 times last night. This is a man that I haven't heard from since very early 1999 and he is repeatedly calling wondering if I'm that Rebecca but assuming that I was.
To say I was flabbergasted would be to put it mildly. I wasn't scared, just shocked as shit. I called my mom right away. She made me promise that I would call her back if he called again. Well, while I was on the phone with her, he called and left another message.
It took all my self control not to call up Sue and Ally or to just go online so that the phone would be busy when he called again. He finally got me on the phone at about 10:30.
Was I nice and calm? Yeah, not gonna happen. At one point he said that part of the reason he didn't call all these years was because he knew I would be pissed. Ya think? Makes much more sense to give me 7 years to think it over and plan all the things I wanted to say.
Turns out that child services sent him a letter saying that a child neglect file had been opened about Nick. Y'all may remember that on the last day of school the twit next door "forgot" she was supposed to watch Nick. Well about a week or two later a lady from child services came knocking to get the whole story and open a file against the neighbor. So, for some reason, the ex grew a conscience and called wanting to know what was going on. Seems there were no details in the letter. He kept saying it was an abuse report but later admitted that it did say neglect.
Between the ranting and swearing, I did explain what happened and that the neighbor has moved. He kept trying to keep me calm and asking that we not argue and that he was just concerned about "our" son. gggggaaaaaaaaahhhhhh
I could go on and on about how he has no freakin right after all these years to even ask what is going on on a good day. I made it plain to him that I was not even close to ready to be friendly. I am not wanting to kill him or do bodily harm to him. I stopped having those dreams about 4 years ago. hehehe I made it clear that I won't be moving or changing my phone number. He is the reason I have stayed put and not changed my number even though I have had plenty of reasons over the years to want to change my phone number. I just didn't want him to ever be able to say I was hiding from him. He did try to say that he didn't know where I was. Right after he left, I moved in with my folks and a year later I moved into this place. My number has always been in the book under my full name. Obviously I wasn't too hard to find.
Things were left halfway decent by the time I hung up. At the end I just wanted him to say goodbye because Nick was having trouble sleeping and kept coming in my room and talking. The last thing I wanted was for the ex to ask to speak to Nick. Not gonna happen at this point in the game. He claims he is going to try and keep in touch and keep up with the child support. He says it won't be another 7 years before he calls again. I just hope it isn't too soon. I'm not up for the stress right now.
I called Mom up afterwards. We commiserated on how most men are jackasses. She doesn't want him to have any visitation with Nick until at least she is dead and gone. I'm not going to promise that. It has always killed me that Nick doesn't know his father. He has only asked about him once though. I bawled like a baby the whole time I was trying to explain that I didn't know where he was or really why he left. I hope I made it clear that it wasn't his fault.
Anyways, we shall see what the future holds. Maybe he won't call again. Maybe he will make an actual effort to be involved. Who knows? Just cross your fingers that this won't turn into a ball of stress for Nick or for me.
I got home last night to find the same number on my caller ID 4 times. I didn't recognize the name or the area code. At first I was just going to go online and figure out where the area code was from when I noticed that there was also a message on my voice mail. First message was a hang up. Second message brought back a name that I haven't heard anyone speak in over 6 years. The voice was one that I hadn't heard in over 7 years. Frankly I didn't recognize the voice, but I knew it was him.
Figured out who it was yet?
I'll save you the wondering seeing as I wasn't blogging back then. It was my son's father. He called no fewer than 8 times last night. This is a man that I haven't heard from since very early 1999 and he is repeatedly calling wondering if I'm that Rebecca but assuming that I was.
To say I was flabbergasted would be to put it mildly. I wasn't scared, just shocked as shit. I called my mom right away. She made me promise that I would call her back if he called again. Well, while I was on the phone with her, he called and left another message.
It took all my self control not to call up Sue and Ally or to just go online so that the phone would be busy when he called again. He finally got me on the phone at about 10:30.
Was I nice and calm? Yeah, not gonna happen. At one point he said that part of the reason he didn't call all these years was because he knew I would be pissed. Ya think? Makes much more sense to give me 7 years to think it over and plan all the things I wanted to say.
Turns out that child services sent him a letter saying that a child neglect file had been opened about Nick. Y'all may remember that on the last day of school the twit next door "forgot" she was supposed to watch Nick. Well about a week or two later a lady from child services came knocking to get the whole story and open a file against the neighbor. So, for some reason, the ex grew a conscience and called wanting to know what was going on. Seems there were no details in the letter. He kept saying it was an abuse report but later admitted that it did say neglect.
Between the ranting and swearing, I did explain what happened and that the neighbor has moved. He kept trying to keep me calm and asking that we not argue and that he was just concerned about "our" son. gggggaaaaaaaaahhhhhh
I could go on and on about how he has no freakin right after all these years to even ask what is going on on a good day. I made it plain to him that I was not even close to ready to be friendly. I am not wanting to kill him or do bodily harm to him. I stopped having those dreams about 4 years ago. hehehe I made it clear that I won't be moving or changing my phone number. He is the reason I have stayed put and not changed my number even though I have had plenty of reasons over the years to want to change my phone number. I just didn't want him to ever be able to say I was hiding from him. He did try to say that he didn't know where I was. Right after he left, I moved in with my folks and a year later I moved into this place. My number has always been in the book under my full name. Obviously I wasn't too hard to find.
Things were left halfway decent by the time I hung up. At the end I just wanted him to say goodbye because Nick was having trouble sleeping and kept coming in my room and talking. The last thing I wanted was for the ex to ask to speak to Nick. Not gonna happen at this point in the game. He claims he is going to try and keep in touch and keep up with the child support. He says it won't be another 7 years before he calls again. I just hope it isn't too soon. I'm not up for the stress right now.
I called Mom up afterwards. We commiserated on how most men are jackasses. She doesn't want him to have any visitation with Nick until at least she is dead and gone. I'm not going to promise that. It has always killed me that Nick doesn't know his father. He has only asked about him once though. I bawled like a baby the whole time I was trying to explain that I didn't know where he was or really why he left. I hope I made it clear that it wasn't his fault.
Anyways, we shall see what the future holds. Maybe he won't call again. Maybe he will make an actual effort to be involved. Who knows? Just cross your fingers that this won't turn into a ball of stress for Nick or for me.
Friday, June 16, 2006
Stunned
I'm sitting here stunned.
After working my ass off for the last 4 months and not a word from my supervisor, I got terminated over the phone by the temp agency. Well the temp agency hasn't fired me, but the job that I've been workin my ass off at for the last 4 months is gone.
I worked 50 freakin hours this week. My supervisor walked by me at least 4 times today and said nothing. I was supposed to be to work at 5am tomorrow to work another 8 hour shift.
When the lady at the temp agency pressed him, he said that I have an attitude problem and don't work hard enough or get along with others well. Yes, when someone antagonizes me, I push back.
At least I do know that the one woman that was driving me and everyone else crazy isn't going back either. She is Columbian and doesn't speak very good English. She won't listen when someone tells her what she needs to do but interrupts repeatedly. I did snap at her this morning because she wouldn't listen to me. She was 'helping' me, but causing me to work twice as hard.
I'm still just completely blown away. Monday is the kid's birthday and I had plans for what I wanted to get him and was planning a trip with him. He is going to miss out on it all now. I'm going to have to put his bike on my credit card and he will only be able to have one other present. He can forget about going to see Cars or going to the circus next weekend. Thankfully, I hadn't yet mentioned going out of town to the zoo or to the aquarium. It would have been our first real trip out of town and staying at a hotel and all.
I guess tomorrow I'll be going through all of my cross stitch and crochet stash and putting lots of it up on eBay. I've got loads of Barbie clothes patterns and afghan patterns that I won't be using. I've also got lots of crochet thread that I won't ever use. I've got too much hand pain to do thread crochet any more. I'll post links when I get the stuff up.
I'm off to have a beer.
After working my ass off for the last 4 months and not a word from my supervisor, I got terminated over the phone by the temp agency. Well the temp agency hasn't fired me, but the job that I've been workin my ass off at for the last 4 months is gone.
I worked 50 freakin hours this week. My supervisor walked by me at least 4 times today and said nothing. I was supposed to be to work at 5am tomorrow to work another 8 hour shift.
When the lady at the temp agency pressed him, he said that I have an attitude problem and don't work hard enough or get along with others well. Yes, when someone antagonizes me, I push back.
At least I do know that the one woman that was driving me and everyone else crazy isn't going back either. She is Columbian and doesn't speak very good English. She won't listen when someone tells her what she needs to do but interrupts repeatedly. I did snap at her this morning because she wouldn't listen to me. She was 'helping' me, but causing me to work twice as hard.
I'm still just completely blown away. Monday is the kid's birthday and I had plans for what I wanted to get him and was planning a trip with him. He is going to miss out on it all now. I'm going to have to put his bike on my credit card and he will only be able to have one other present. He can forget about going to see Cars or going to the circus next weekend. Thankfully, I hadn't yet mentioned going out of town to the zoo or to the aquarium. It would have been our first real trip out of town and staying at a hotel and all.
I guess tomorrow I'll be going through all of my cross stitch and crochet stash and putting lots of it up on eBay. I've got loads of Barbie clothes patterns and afghan patterns that I won't be using. I've also got lots of crochet thread that I won't ever use. I've got too much hand pain to do thread crochet any more. I'll post links when I get the stuff up.
I'm off to have a beer.
Monday, June 12, 2006
drive-by
Working 50+ hours a week isn't good for knitting or sleeping. I'm one pooped chicky.
I've been workin on the I Do shrug again. I had ripped it out and started over again when I got the 16" Addis that I ordered. It is just looking way too wide at the cuff. Yeah, I know it is supposed to be a bell sleeve, but I'm not feelin it. I'm going to rip it yet again and see if it looks better with fewer repeats. If that doesn't solve the problem, I'll try switching to the cotton thread.
I had one hell of a day today. I got saw dust in my eye from a wooden pallet. I tried flushing it, but it didn't work. The medical guy at work had to take me to a clinic to have my eye flushed. The doc said there weren't any scratches. It feels like I spent a really long night in a smokey bar. Because I was taken to the clinic and my employer was footing the bill, I had to take a drug test. All this because I blinked at the wrong time. hehe Lost 2 1/2 hours of work time for it too.
Time to get my tired as to bed. Hopefully I'll stay asleep tonight. yeah right!!
I've been workin on the I Do shrug again. I had ripped it out and started over again when I got the 16" Addis that I ordered. It is just looking way too wide at the cuff. Yeah, I know it is supposed to be a bell sleeve, but I'm not feelin it. I'm going to rip it yet again and see if it looks better with fewer repeats. If that doesn't solve the problem, I'll try switching to the cotton thread.
I had one hell of a day today. I got saw dust in my eye from a wooden pallet. I tried flushing it, but it didn't work. The medical guy at work had to take me to a clinic to have my eye flushed. The doc said there weren't any scratches. It feels like I spent a really long night in a smokey bar. Because I was taken to the clinic and my employer was footing the bill, I had to take a drug test. All this because I blinked at the wrong time. hehe Lost 2 1/2 hours of work time for it too.
Time to get my tired as to bed. Hopefully I'll stay asleep tonight. yeah right!!
Sunday, June 04, 2006
Life gets crazy
The chick next door that used to watch my son after school has moved out. I'm just waiting on her boyfriend to get out of jail and get his crap out too. Please pray that a nice quiet family moves in. I'm just sick of having loud music thumping throughout my apartment late into the night when I'm not the one partying.
Overtime season is gearing up at my job. I pretty much got told that I either start working some of the 5AM overtime or I'll be replaced on my machine. Dudes, it is one of the only sane areas in the building. There has been lots of griping about the overtime and managements inability to get their act together. All I know is that it is making some people very edging. I don't deal well with edgy people when I'm hormonal. There has been lots of bickering that has ended up with me turning into a total emotional mess.
I really haven't been working on the I Do shrug or the green headband. Who knew that working with alpaca/wool when it is hot out and your hands are all sweaty sucked ass so bad. While the pattern repeat for I Do is fairly easy to follow, it just doesn't make good work knitting. I keep forgetting where I am in the repeat. For some reason I haven't been doing much knitting at my folk's house either. Not sure why other than being tired as hell.
I have been working on a headband using the bright funky sock yarn I just used for my wave socks. I'm using a miniature version of the snake scarf pattern. I've got that part done and now I'm picking up stitches around the edges to add some ribbing and then some ties. It's just some mindless knitting that keeps my hands moving. Because it is so thin, I've been working on knitting backwards so I don't have to turn and purl. I think I've finally gotten the hang of that first stitch so it isn't all distorted. I'll get some pictures when it is finished.
Time to hit the sack. I'm pooped.
Overtime season is gearing up at my job. I pretty much got told that I either start working some of the 5AM overtime or I'll be replaced on my machine. Dudes, it is one of the only sane areas in the building. There has been lots of griping about the overtime and managements inability to get their act together. All I know is that it is making some people very edging. I don't deal well with edgy people when I'm hormonal. There has been lots of bickering that has ended up with me turning into a total emotional mess.
I really haven't been working on the I Do shrug or the green headband. Who knew that working with alpaca/wool when it is hot out and your hands are all sweaty sucked ass so bad. While the pattern repeat for I Do is fairly easy to follow, it just doesn't make good work knitting. I keep forgetting where I am in the repeat. For some reason I haven't been doing much knitting at my folk's house either. Not sure why other than being tired as hell.
I have been working on a headband using the bright funky sock yarn I just used for my wave socks. I'm using a miniature version of the snake scarf pattern. I've got that part done and now I'm picking up stitches around the edges to add some ribbing and then some ties. It's just some mindless knitting that keeps my hands moving. Because it is so thin, I've been working on knitting backwards so I don't have to turn and purl. I think I've finally gotten the hang of that first stitch so it isn't all distorted. I'll get some pictures when it is finished.
Time to hit the sack. I'm pooped.
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