Saturday, March 15, 2008

Favorite Color Swap

Favorite Color Swap Questionnaire

1. What are your top three favorite colors? Red, Purple and I guess pink

2. What crafts do you really enjoy? knitting, crochet, stamping, scrapbooking

3. What products do you really covet? ball winder and swift, harmony needles from knit picks, Lorna's Laces sockyarn in Red Rover

4. What other activities do you enjoy besides your favorite crafty things? I read a lot, we camp and we also like to go to antique stores

5. Is there anything you collect? Anchor Hawking Early American Presscut Glass in the starburst pattern, Stephen King original hardcover, Hard Rock Cafe pins and glassware

6. What is your zodiac sign and/or Chinese zodiac symbol? I'm a scorpio and I think I'm a rabbit

7.What are your favorite…

…scents/smells? Lavender, Vanilla, Gardenia

…types of music and/or bands? classic rock, 80's, Rush, lots of independent artists

…authors? Stephen King, Patricia Cornwell, anything from the Regency period

…animals? I love monkeys

…places to shop? Good Fibrations yarn shop, Michaels, Target

…season? Spring

…yarn/fabric/paper/other craft supplies? LOVE sock yarn, I'm not a yarn snob so I don't mind acrylic as long as it's soft - like Caron Simply Soft, I love Lorna's Laces sock yarn and Jitterbug sock yarn, I use mostly Stampin' Up and Creative Memories for stamping and scrapbooking. I like bambook straight needles, for DPN's and Circulars I prefer bamboo except for sock needles and I like metal for that, anything with a good sharp point

…candies or goodies? I love chocolate and mint

8. Do you have any wish lists? I don't think so anymore

9. Are you allergic to anything? Yes, I am horribly allergic to pine and most grass/tree type additives in products (juniper, lemongrass, etc)

10. Do you have any pets? What are they? 1 snake named Isis, dog named Velvet, 3 cats - Gryffin, Lupin and Alister

11. Please include anything else you would like your secret pal to know about you- anything that would be helpful in finding you little gifts that you will really enjoy. Also, if you have a Ravelry ID, please include it here. Please nothing religious-themed. My Ravelry ID is AuntieEmKnits

Monday, March 10, 2008

So this is what a nervous breakdown feels like.

So far this semester, I've read 15,000 pages of test, taken two tests and written 15 papers. So goes the life of an English/Sociology double major. I'm working on a literature review for my sociology honors class. It's due tomorrow and I never met a deadline I didn't feel the need to procrastinate. I'm feeling just a little overwhelmed. I have 4 papers due this week. 2 are done, one of those is turned in. I also need to find a job because I got the great news last week that as of Friday I don't have a job. Because what I really needed right now was to have to run around campus and find a job.

I spent about 45 minutes crying to Michael. He convinced me that I am a good writer, I can do this. I know this, but it felt good to hear. I wish he was here to reassure me. But tonight's it's just me, precious (my beautiful red laptop), Billy Joel's greatest, a lot of caffeine and the cursed Girl Scout cookies. Oh and Benadryl because I'm allergic to dirt and everything that grows in it and it's Spring here in the desert.

Spring Break starts Friday at 5. I intend to sleep all day Saturday. Next weekend I'm cleaning house and organizing it, getting ahead in my readings, research, and with any kind of luck, some reading for fun and knitting. Thank god for knitting tomorrow night.

Thursday, February 28, 2008

A Girl Can't Get a Break

So I'm supposed to be writing a paper, but it's early in the evening and I've got plenty of time before this project truly becomes "last minute" so I thought I'd take a moment to start updating the blog.

Note to guys at bus stop, I'm not interested.

So on Tuesday morning I walked to the bus stop for my daily experience with really bad bus drivers and there's a guy there waiting. I've seen him before. He says good morning, I say good morning, we chit chat about being in college, majors, etc. I mention something about my husband and he sayd, "Oh, you're married?" The inner smart-ass in me wanted to comment on the obviousness of that question but I said yes. He said, "oh, I thought I noticed a ring the last time I saw you but I wasn't sure." I have had it confirmed that guys only look at girls hands if they are interested. ACK. Then he says, "I like your hair, what color is it?" Ok, it was bright out, does he not know his colors and what the hell with the complimenting my hair? Even I know that guys only comment on your hair if they are a)hoping for a hook up, b) your husband and they know they should or c) gay. I'd ruled out gay based on other evidence. So I said Red and quickly pulled out a text book to start reading. The bus came, thank goddess, and I sat where he couldn't sit near me. Sometime during our converstaion it had come out that I am from Missouri. So as he's getting off the bus, again with the goddess thanking not at my stop, he says, "By Missouri, it was nice meeting you."

I. was. freaked. out.

That afternoon he was on the bus coming home and I quickly called Michael so that I would be unavailable to talk. And now I walk with my headphones on, music off, to discourage people.

I'm not sure why this freaked me out. Except, Michael is currently in St. Louis so I am alone with Alex. I walk, alone, to the bus stop and home every day. I don't have a car. I'm not used to being hit on. I'm a married woman.

Ninja Jehovah's Witness

Then Wednesday I'm sitting on the bus stop bench reading for school and this nicely dressed older lady suddeny appears. I swear, I have no idea where she came from. She says good morning. I say good morning. She says, "looks like you have something important to read there" Thank you captain obvious. I just nodded. Now, I know I should have better manners, but I'm naturally very shy, I'm not a morning person, I hadn't had caffeine yet and I was trying to read. So I just said, "yeah." She asked if she could give me a "bible-based religious magazine" to read and i could tell it was the Watch Tower. I very politiely (because I'm scared my gramma would rise from the dead and kick my ass for being rude to an older person) told her no thank you and poof, she was gone. I swear. I have no idea where she went. I got accousted by a ninja Jehovah's Witness.

Which then got me to thinking about how all religions are cult-like, even early Christianity was considered a "Jesus Cult" and how most of that is now mainstream, recognized and organized religion. That got me to thinking, what's the difference between a cult, and a recognized religion? And I've got the answer and it's profound. Ya'll ready?

The difference is the kool-aid.