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Tuesday can get here any time now.

On 8/27, I started weaving an 8″ basket because Cookie made me do it. Texas and I also went for a sunset kayak trip with friends that night. They may be my favorite kind of trip. It is cooled down and the idiots are pretty much off the lakes by then.  


This past Friday, I went out for a paint night with the ladies from my jiu jitsu team. I love these women. Fun, diverse, honest, and down to earth. There is something about sharing hours on the mats, sweat, and bruises that bonds you in a way that nothing else can. 

Tuesday I get my Rituxan. It has been a year since my last infusion and my B cells are at 6%.    It cannot get here soon enough because I can’t spend my days sleeping. 

What have you been up to?

Weaving away

icecream

 

Even though I was all “just out of the pool and air dried”, I had to take the picture. I’ve since woven in the ends. After taking a real weaving class (more on that later) instead of just winging it off the internet,I have been having fun.

This was my first time working from a pattern and using a swing machine to finish.

The kit was purchased from Spunky Eclectic and I ended up joining her weaving club. If you were ever on the edge about buying a weaving kit from her? DO IT!!!  More details can be found here.

So, that just happened


I blame Rosie since she bought a sewing machine. The black and white one wraps a little, so I have some hand sewing to tack down the split. Because no one wants to see my undies while I’m trolling around town.  

While not busy making pretty sun dresses, I’m planning a weekend camping trip. While knitting, swimming, biking, and cross stitching.  I may also be going to a weaving class. That forced “vacation” has me doing ALL the things.

 Life is too short y’all, go out and grab it by the balls!

90 (ish) days


While Texas’ birthday isn’t until the 29th, because of work, we took some time last weekend to do little trips and enjoy ourselves. As much as I tried, he wouldn’t wear a birthday tiara for me. But, whatever.

He did buy me some fiber. Because apparently I spin.

After he charmed the ladies here:

I will be going back to Homestead Heritage Craft Village for some rigid heddle weaving classes. I got invited to sit and knit or spin with them on Saturdays, but 88 miles – one way – for a knitting circle may be a little much. (I still haven’t made it to the one down the road at La Madeline because, well, honestly, I am me and hate people, and do I really want to mix my yarn with faux ooofy food?) Also, the lady in the wheelchair showed me how to spin on my book charka. I wish I would have gotten it out that evening and tried it.

Our plans had to be scaled back a little because someone split his hamstring and couldn’t do a lot of walking. I also had to do all of the driving. In his truck. With no lumbar support.

It did force me to be all do-it-yourself chick and I finally fixed my passenger seatbelt. Which involved pulling out the back seat a little and basically ripping out the interior rear quarter panel.

seatbelt

So, yeah. Life, love, laughter, and squish.

Happy Zombie Day y’all! However you celebrate (or don’t).

p.s. If you want to help us ride in the MS 150, we each need to raise $300.

Michael’s MS 150 page

My MS 150 page

See ya later 2015


Seven FOs for the year.  In there is my first sweater (about three years in the making) and some cotton socks that sucked my will to live.  There are the mitts and shawl that I had to make to match the hat I needed to knit to keep me warm after jiu jitsu. There’s the “sweaty cotton” washcloth (actually 2) that I took camping and finished at Hurricane Harbor. My favorite is the coffee hat. Lovely yarn, from a lovely friend ended with a fun and much loved knit.

In anticipation of the annual CMMDI, I tried to finish one more project.


8 rows and a cast off short. I do however predict it will be my first FO of 2016. I may have even dug out my the sweater that I cast on (and knit most of) right after I finished the first one.

Hope y’all have a happy and safe New Year’s Eve.