So Much Fun!

The article was in today's paper. Yay me!

OMG!

Remember the whole "I'm gonna have Carl Kassel's voice on my answering machine" issue? Well, I'm still waiting for the CD to come back from Wait, Wait, but guess who called me today?

A reporter from my local newspaper. I guess they wanna do a story! How cool is that?

The gf and I just got back (to Queens) from the "Last Play at Shea"-

Billy Joel in concert, at Shea Stadium.

But since there's another concert on Friday, I guess it was the next to last play at Shea.

So now I can say I made it to Shea Stadium. And I saw Billy Joel perform there. AMAZING.

Jesse Helms is dead.

Someone in my life suggested that he couldn't bear the thought of a Black man as a viable candidate for the US Presidency.

An Only Child with Siblings

That's me.

I am my mother's only child, and was raised as such.

I am the oldest of my father's 3 children, and spent some of my vacation time with him and his family.

Not uncommon, I'm sure, but still- a paradox:

I am an only child. And yet I have 2 siblings (whom I love oodles and oodles).


'splains a lot, huh?

During our lunchtime phone conversation today, the gf told me that George Carlin died. Then she repeated one of his jokes.


"Is it true that cannibals don't eat clowns because they taste funny?"


She laughed. Hard. Guffawed, even. In the words of BiblioDiva, she BUSTED OUT laughing (and BiblioDiva knows a thing or two about that). And while the gf is laughing, I am silent. Stone silent.


It took me a full minute to get it.


Stop laughing at me!

November's Siren Song, revisited

Purchased a few days ago, from a local discount/closeout clothing store (think TJ Maxx, only better):

1 lightweight windbreaker/rain jacket, in Carolina blue
1 reversible trench coat, with matching hat

Both (all 3?) for under $40. Woo-hoo!

The gf will be so impressed! After buying new shoes several months ago, I've moved on to coats. Ok, I've moved back to coats (remember this post or even this one?) I now have a reasonable winter coat, a casual rain jacket, and a "grown up" 3 season rain coat. So long 20 year old coats! My wardrobe is moving into the 21st Century.

Yay me!

Go read what BiblioDiva posted on her blog today.

Now explain to me again why I shouldn't want to shoot someone.

The Road Well Travelled

En route to Queens Saturday afternoon, I got run off the road on the Hutchinson Parkway. Off the shoulder. Into a ditch. Lucky for me, the young men in the car behind me stopped and pushed my car out of the ditch. Both Marianne-the-car and I are fine, if a bit shaken up.

En route from Queens yesterday, I got caught in a lovely hour long thunderstorm on the Taconic Parkway, a beautifully scenic highway with no shoulder and a tendency to "hold water" where the shoulder should be.

Talk about bad carma...

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Of course, our NY Liberty won Saturday night, defeating Candice Wiggins and the Minnesota Lynx and (almost) making being tossed in a ditch worth the effort. The gf has season tickets and I tag along as often as I'm in town. It's a great time.

Ravelry, Part II

Another cool think about ravelry is that there are 8 Sheree's.

Here's where we live:
California (3 of 'em!)
Pennsylvania
Upstate NY (that's me!)
Georgia (she's a peach, not a former Soviet)
Germany
New Zealand


Pretty amazing.

FYI: there are over 15 Cherie's!

My new favorite way to procrastinate is Ravelry. The knitting thing is making me think about returning to crochet, and the possibilities on ravelry are (seemingly) endless.

I mean, really, how cute is this baby afghan?


Of course, I'm knee-deep (ok, ankle-deep) into a blanket for Idara, who's due next month. Here's the pattern, although I'm making it in yellow.
Simple, but a good way to get back into knitting.

But back to Ravelry:
One of the coolest things is that there are affinity groups, which is fun. I've reconnected with many women I went to college with.
AND there's a Hello Kitty group. Woo-hoo! Just think, I could make this:

Oops!

I wasn't sure before now, but my back is definitively feeling better.

I've been seeing a chiropractor twice a week for a nearly a month and yeah, it's working.

How do I know?
1. I'm not in pain at work
2. I forgot my appointment this afternoon.

Friendly Knitting, Part I

Today I went to my office to catch up on paper- and lab-work. I was excited to finish, because I wanted to go to a local yarn shop which I learned about on Ravelry. The shop has a lovely website and I was eager to check it out, and perhaps even to pick up a nice pattern book or novelty item.

HOWEVER (and you knew this was coming, right?), that didn't happen. Oh, I made it to the shop with no problem. Mapquest was accurate, for once.

It was a small, homey shop just as I'd expected. It was even busy- full of women sitting in comfy chairs and on sofas, knitting. 2 young women entered the shop just before me, full of purpose: one of them needed help with a project.

I strolled in, and began looking around. The shop has adorable buttons and some metal needles I hope to get in the not-too-distant future. But not one of those women spoke to me. And no, I didn't sit down and try to engage anyone in conversation. I did loiter a bit, hoping to be noticed. Alas, everyone was too busy with their own project/conversation.

I didn't find yarn I felt compelled to buy. I'm not ready for the metal needles. I don't need buttons. So, I left.

There are a couple of other yarn shops in the area. I'll check them out too, just to see what other my other options are. Maybe I'll find someplace a little less busy and less, well, intimidating.

Hat Gone Wrong

This is for Cass, who isn't surprised that I lost my first hat. I even stuck to the pattern and it was lovely hat. The only problem was that it was too long in the front. Below are photos of my second attempt. And now I know that increasing (or decreasing) too quickly makes for a notsoattractive look.

Here's how I "designed" it, increasing at the crown to make it more fitted and decreasing in the front to prevent it from hanging in my face.


Note the resemblence to a helmet.




Now, notice how if I wear it backwards, it looks so much better. But now it oddly resembles a bonnet. Not the most attractive look, but it's amusing and it keeps my head warm.





Oh, and notice the lovely crocheted straps. I was afraid my ears would get cold if I couldn't cinch the hat closed.

Dishcloth, Part II

Ok, NO ONE at work has claimed responsibility for leaving this in my purse. Not only was my guess about who left it wrong, I spent the better part of the day on a wild goose chase asking folk if they'd left something in my purse last night!

The cloth was not in my bag Monday evening.

I went to work Tuesday and left my purse where I always do. I share an office with 2 other dentists; neither of them works on Tuesdays.

I left work Tuesday evening and did not see the dishcloth in my purse. The purse is a bucket-type bag with a thin strap/hook mechanism to "close" it. Something placed on top could easily slip to the bottom. I left work, stopped at a drive-through, then went to my chiropractic appointment. I stopped at the supermarket on my way home and discovered the dishcloth then.

Maybe someone left it in my purse at my chiropractic appointment? But it was with me the whole time.

Maybe someone left it at the supermarket. But again, it was with me. And I didn't see anyone I knew at the supermarket. Why would a stranger drop a handmade dishcloth into my purse?

Odd. Odd, odd, odd.

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So, to the person who gave me the dishcloth, I say thank you!
I will use it and smile.

How'd She Know?

Found in my purse this evening:



I think a young woman in my office left it for me. A lovely cotton knitted dishcloth.



Now, how'd she know I left dishes in the sink this morning?

No Waaaay!

My sister is visiting from Atlanta, for my birthday.

Last night we went to a taping of Wait, Wait Don't Tell Me!, one of our favorite NPR shows.

And guess who won Carl Kassell's voice on her answering machine?!

Adam Savage from Myth Busters played "Not My Job" and he got all the answers right.

He was playing for me! Woo HOO!

Gigantic thanks to my sister for getting them to put my name as the potential winner.

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Happy Birthday to Me!

Fond and Happy Memories

My friend Mary passed away this morning.

Sometimes when we are generous in small, barely detectable ways it can change someone else's life forever. -Margaret Cho

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And just for the record, my nose bled last night too.

Make it Stop

I woke up in the middle of the night (early Sunday morning) with a nosebleed. I had another one Sunday early evening. And then another one in the middle of the night last night.

The gf's sister insisted I call my PCP (who's also her PCP). So far, no response. But let's hope tonight is better. I don't think my room is particularly dry, but I'll sleep with the humidifier on tonight.

April Showers

bring May flowers. At least, that's what I'm gonna tell myself this rainy weekend.

It's been nearly a month:

March Madness (boys and girls) got the best of me

My friend Mary is so very sick and it breaks my heart. As a mutual friend said tonight, "it's hard to know what to pray for."

The gf and I went to see Cat on a Hot Tin Roof. Wonderful. All black cast. No James Earl Jones but still worth seeing.

The comic strip Mother Goose and Grimm has been doggin' my girl Hello Kitty for the last 2 days. It's just not right...

Ok, it IS funny, but that don't make it right!