tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-112920632024-03-13T16:12:38.532-03:00Alison's Bits of KnitsAdventures with House Man, Doodle and The Boy, in knitting and in life, with some race cars thrown in for good measure (you can't forget race cars, they're a little like icing on cakes).Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger123125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11292063.post-21287799714233896602012-01-29T23:03:00.001-04:002012-01-29T23:34:14.544-04:00There&apos;s an app for that<div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-20Nmm81RCI0/TyYPsZGF0CI/AAAAAAAAFfk/NE56SZpbN9Y/s640/blogger-image-523261315.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-20Nmm81RCI0/TyYPsZGF0CI/AAAAAAAAFfk/NE56SZpbN9Y/s640/blogger-image-523261315.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-CWFOCkjQTUk/TyYPtL13wMI/AAAAAAAAFfs/-bN54qpZBcc/s640/blogger-image-560923782.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-CWFOCkjQTUk/TyYPtL13wMI/AAAAAAAAFfs/-bN54qpZBcc/s640/blogger-image-560923782.jpg" /></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11292063.post-88989843903853877432011-01-01T13:03:00.002-04:002011-01-01T13:07:04.767-04:00Moving on...So I'm not blogging here much anymore. I'm not blogging much at all, but if you're interested, I'm now mostly posting over at <a href="http://nosila.dreamwidth.org/">http://nosila.dreamwidth.org/</a>. And I will try to post a little more often over there. The latest on Doodle's medical journey is over there right now, but not a huge amount more, yet anyway.<br /><br />Happy New Year y'all. Hope it's a good one for ya!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11292063.post-62705598545935150132010-09-21T13:29:00.005-03:002010-09-21T16:34:03.123-03:00October...I can't believe it's almost October already. I think my New Year's Resolution will be to blog more often. That gives me 3 months to think about blogging more often. Maybe in three months we'll have figured out our new routine.<br /><br />Yes, we have a very new routine that we're still trying to come to grips with. The Boy is now in Grade 2. All he wants for Christmas is his two front teeth, his two front teeth, his two front teeth! Yes, both front top teeth are missing. The gap is almost as wide as his smile (Note to self--take picture soon!). He has a variety of activities (too many, seriously) including karate, swimming, skating (seriously, if you live in Canada, you need to learn to skate!), Beavers, and extra help for reading.<br /><br />Doodle goes to daycare each day, where she charms everyone. Oh yes, she's a complete charmer. Her activities include swimming, accompanying her brother to karate, and we're at the beginning of a whole bunch of medical appointments. Doodle has been diagnosed with hemiplegia, or hemiparesis. It's mild, yes, but so far the referrals have included Pediatrician, MRI, and Physiotherapy. We're still waiting on OT, Neurology, and Orthopedics. And she has daily stretches that she has to do. Well, that we have to do to her, to be more exact!<br /><br />I'm at work. Although I suppose I was at work last time I posted, back in February. Been back almost a year now! How time flies. I'm still dealing with the depression, but things feel almost normal now.<br /><br />But the biggest change to our routine is that House Man has gone back to school. He's taking Occupational Health and Safety at NSCC. It's a ten month course, and it's full time. For the first time ever all 4 of us are leaving the house at the same time every morning. I'm actually very, very happy for House Man. He needed a change, and this is an area that he has been interested in at previous jobs. It's retraining that makes sense for him.<br /><br />And although they don't read this blog, I'd like to give a shout out to my parents. Seriously. They take BOTH kids every Saturday night now. For the WHOLE night. Yes, I do know how lucky I am!<br /><br />So. my lunch hour is over, and I have to go to a meeting. I'd much rather be outside on this blustery sunny first day of Autumn, but such is life. Anyway, I'll leave you with a photo taken at World Wide Knit in Public Day this past summer, taken by the absolutely wonderful Hellcat, of my Doodle.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/TJjgtpEGx7I/AAAAAAAACm0/s0tZbHegSaU/s1600/Doodlewithpbball2.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/TJjgtpEGx7I/AAAAAAAACm0/s0tZbHegSaU/s320/Doodlewithpbball2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519408418064353202" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11292063.post-79727341687861917162010-02-23T14:40:00.011-04:002010-02-23T16:26:21.174-04:00It's been a whileSo last night as I wrangled a wide awake Doodle, it came to me that I had to blog. Literally, a voice told me to blog. Okay, I'm pretty sure she was only babbling, but it certainly sounded like she said "blog now". So I'm blogging. It's only been, what, 7 months or so since I last updated! So, what have I missed? Let's see.<br /><br />North Carolina in September.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/S4Qi2ZGrOCI/AAAAAAAACjI/lGJFkEK_iCI/s1600-h/IMG_0671.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/S4Qi2ZGrOCI/AAAAAAAACjI/lGJFkEK_iCI/s320/IMG_0671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441512567617566754" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/S4Qi1gxdYTI/AAAAAAAACjA/lJzQFZZUPgI/s1600-h/IMG_0696.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/S4Qi1gxdYTI/AAAAAAAACjA/lJzQFZZUPgI/s320/IMG_0696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441512552496193842" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/S4QjcmsSypI/AAAAAAAACjQ/RGs4lmLmGZE/s1600-h/IMG_0689.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/S4QjcmsSypI/AAAAAAAACjQ/RGs4lmLmGZE/s320/IMG_0689.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441513224100039314" border="0" /></a><br />The Boy at the Battleship North Carolina. Doodle with her grandparents on the beach. House Man having a surfing lesson. A nice trip, but then North Carolina really is a nice place to be in September.<br /><br />What else? Oh, that's right.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/S4Qj3jIWNuI/AAAAAAAACjY/CX3_tLkZjSU/s1600-h/IMG_0744.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/S4Qj3jIWNuI/AAAAAAAACjY/CX3_tLkZjSU/s320/IMG_0744.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441513687000430306" border="0" /></a><br />Doodle's first birthday. That's my girl, knows exactly what to do with a piece of cake, even though she'd never seen one before!<br /><br />And what else? Hallowe'en maybe?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/S4QkvlIPejI/AAAAAAAACjg/ePIuNruX_KQ/s1600-h/IMG_0761.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/S4QkvlIPejI/AAAAAAAACjg/ePIuNruX_KQ/s320/IMG_0761.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441514649609534002" border="0" /></a><br /><br />No, seriously, if you have a child small enough at Hallowe'en, you owe it yourself to cut some leg holes in a pumpkin. It's absolutely priceless. And you can borrow the little pumpkin hat from Ann!<br /><br />So, where are we now? October? Then next would probably be Christmas.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/S4QmKKaFvSI/AAAAAAAACjw/xFjVBILA5Uk/s1600-h/IMG_0797.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/S4QmKKaFvSI/AAAAAAAACjw/xFjVBILA5Uk/s320/IMG_0797.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441516205804731682" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/S4QmJroQGJI/AAAAAAAACjo/vwVONUo8jQk/s1600-h/IMG_0790.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/S4QmJroQGJI/AAAAAAAACjo/vwVONUo8jQk/s320/IMG_0790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441516197542631570" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Matching Christmas clothes from Granny and Grandpa. Notice Doodle's is too large, so we should get next Christmas out of it too!<br /><br />And then came the snow.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/S4QmymfMqOI/AAAAAAAACkA/6S1I6OhSj4k/s1600-h/IMG_0814.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/S4QmymfMqOI/AAAAAAAACkA/6S1I6OhSj4k/s320/IMG_0814.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441516900537116898" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/S4QmyCcVWsI/AAAAAAAACj4/YlM31uY4Ivc/s1600-h/IMG_0817.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/S4QmyCcVWsI/AAAAAAAACj4/YlM31uY4Ivc/s320/IMG_0817.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441516890861427394" border="0" /></a><br />So, that's things pretty much up to date. I left out all the icky stuff, like H1N1 (me and the kids), pinkeye (me and the kids), gastroenteritis (all of us) and assorted coughs, colds and fevers (all of us). And I did do some knitting too, although I haven't taken photos of that yet. Matching socks for Doodle and The Boy, and as soon as they get washed, I think they'll make a very cute photo!<br /><br />The year did get off to a sad start, with the earthquake in Haiti in January. While these natural disasters occur around the world, there's something more real about them when they happen close to home. For those who don't know, we lived in Haiti from my grade 3 to grade 9 years, leaving the summer after the revolution overthrowing the Duvalier regime. Seeing this terrible thing unfold on television truly took me back to a time in my life that I take very much for granted, and made me realise how lucky I have been to spend time in a place as lovely but tragic as Haiti. Here's a photo from those days:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/S4QpVlRbi6I/AAAAAAAACkI/_UrAzhXvEDo/s1600-h/image0-2%282%29.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 304px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/S4QpVlRbi6I/AAAAAAAACkI/_UrAzhXvEDo/s320/image0-2%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441519700529613730" border="0" /></a><br /><br />My sister, my dad, and my brother, in 1979 or 1980. This photo was taken from Boutiliers, looking down over Port Au Prince below.<br /><br />Okay then. That's me for now. I'll post again, next time Doodle reminds me!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11292063.post-2912746887876344082009-08-14T23:00:00.004-03:002009-08-14T23:10:36.575-03:00A pleasant surpriseToday we went to the spray pool on the Commons. I don't know why we've never visited it before, both Doodle and The Boy loved it. House Man dropped me off in a parking lot near the Commons, and took off to do groceries. As I left the car park and headed for the street, I came across this on a railing<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SoYXQefKXGI/AAAAAAAACdw/lb-BIEFb8gU/s1600-h/July+2009+085.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SoYXQefKXGI/AAAAAAAACdw/lb-BIEFb8gU/s320/July+2009+085.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370005177515007074" /></a><br />Is it too geeky of me to say that I think my heart may actually have skipped a beat? I was way too excited by this. It's my first guerrilla knitting find! Knit graffiti! Looked like acrylic to me, blue and green. How exciting! I immediately grabbed my phone and took a photo, and then I tweeted about it. While it doesn't quite make up for the horror that was yesterday (broken glasses, sudden illness, overtired 6 year old, and seeing House Man getting out of a police car after being driven off the road on his motorcycle by someone who just didn't see him sitting there in the right hand lane-thank you to the lovely policeman who drove him home, BTW), it certainly made my day today!<br /><br />And the spray pool you ask? Well, it was lots of fun.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SoYYTZAgg1I/AAAAAAAACd4/hbuafYkPGE8/s1600-h/July+2009+087.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SoYYTZAgg1I/AAAAAAAACd4/hbuafYkPGE8/s320/July+2009+087.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370006327095493458" /></a><br />Please excuse the quality of these photos, they were taken with my mobile.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11292063.post-41455108644876312712009-05-17T16:42:00.002-03:002009-05-17T16:45:46.749-03:00Knitwear model<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/ShBpHS8BgWI/AAAAAAAACb0/0LM1z8f6e3Y/s1600-h/IMG_0439.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/ShBpHS8BgWI/AAAAAAAACb0/0LM1z8f6e3Y/s320/IMG_0439.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336881132497633634" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/ShBpHJiCFrI/AAAAAAAACbs/98RlAa8MlKU/s1600-h/IMG_0438.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/ShBpHJiCFrI/AAAAAAAACbs/98RlAa8MlKU/s320/IMG_0438.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336881129972700850" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/ShBpG115MVI/AAAAAAAACbk/OBA6gbE1VKw/s1600-h/IMG_0437.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/ShBpG115MVI/AAAAAAAACbk/OBA6gbE1VKw/s320/IMG_0437.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336881124687294802" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/ShBpGpCF_wI/AAAAAAAACbc/qhNQuaqLCOI/s1600-h/IMG_0436.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/ShBpGpCF_wI/AAAAAAAACbc/qhNQuaqLCOI/s320/IMG_0436.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336881121248804610" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/ShBpGaqr2xI/AAAAAAAACbU/FcQQOmlJYTc/s1600-h/IMG_0435.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/ShBpGaqr2xI/AAAAAAAACbU/FcQQOmlJYTc/s320/IMG_0435.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336881117392526098" /></a><br />Seriously, this girl knows how to work with the camera!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11292063.post-55070016191164468042009-04-14T14:00:00.003-03:002009-04-14T14:04:35.030-03:00My babies...Aged 6 and 6 months.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SeTBjW-14_I/AAAAAAAACac/w74vqAM1ISg/s1600-h/IMG_0432.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SeTBjW-14_I/AAAAAAAACac/w74vqAM1ISg/s320/IMG_0432.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324593472667509746" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SeTBjFV3-pI/AAAAAAAACaU/eP3mC0KB5gw/s1600-h/IMG_0419.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SeTBjFV3-pI/AAAAAAAACaU/eP3mC0KB5gw/s320/IMG_0419.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324593467932277394" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SeTBi__U0OI/AAAAAAAACaM/mbc5IOoUc-s/s1600-h/IMG_0422.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SeTBi__U0OI/AAAAAAAACaM/mbc5IOoUc-s/s320/IMG_0422.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324593466495520994" /></a><br /><br />And I do have some FOs to post, I just haven't been fast enough to take pictures before Doodle spits up on them!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11292063.post-72480678899914532622009-03-03T15:21:00.001-04:002009-03-03T15:23:31.595-04:00Just a quick photo...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/Sa2DZ36aS4I/AAAAAAAACZs/mI87pww2h5E/s1600-h/photo.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/Sa2DZ36aS4I/AAAAAAAACZs/mI87pww2h5E/s320/photo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309044016268594050" /></a><br /><br />Taken last Sunday, by Lara, with her iPhone. Just to let you all know how cute the baby is. She now has a blog name. It's Doodle. Chosen by The Boy, of course!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11292063.post-78688150112086444392009-02-05T13:03:00.002-04:002009-02-05T13:16:11.895-04:00Long overdue...So I haven't blogged much lately. I haven't actually done much of anything recently. For those who don't know, I've been battling with post partum depression since The Girl was born. And yes, depression does seriously eat into knitting time. However, with lots of support and some medication, I'm feeling much better these days, most of the time anyway. It's still not always easy, but I'm getting there, I think.<br /><br />For me, one of the signs that I was starting to feel better was that the desire to pick up my knitting needles came back. Another sign was that I started carrying a book from room to room with me again. Reading and knitting are now almost daily activities again! <br /><br />So, an update. I'm finished the babywearing poncho from Little Turtle Knits. It needs blocking, then I'll take photos. I still need to finish the op art blanket from Knitty for The Girl. And I've cast on some socks for me. First project I've cast on since The Girl was born in October, so that's a good sign that I'm on the road to recovery, I think.<br /><br />I want to say a big thank you to everyone for their support. I don't think it's been easy for my family or friends. Those of you who deserve thanks know who you are, and I want you to know how much it meant to me. Oh, and Charlene, we finally drank the pumpkin ale last night!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11292063.post-78389586924213959502009-01-08T14:46:00.001-04:002009-01-08T14:48:35.156-04:00The Boy and The GirlSomebody just loves his little sister!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SWZKVK7mpOI/AAAAAAAACV4/_asFx8yYIZs/s1600-h/andrew+006.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SWZKVK7mpOI/AAAAAAAACV4/_asFx8yYIZs/s320/andrew+006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288996539965285602" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11292063.post-34950261234026417772008-11-06T19:19:00.001-04:002008-11-06T19:20:45.550-04:00I can has cheezburgerWe're big fans around here. And they even have occasional knitting content!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/funny-pictures-cat-has-unraveled-all-your-thread.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 499px; height: 666px;" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/funny-pictures-cat-has-unraveled-all-your-thread.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11292063.post-28879121225343661112008-10-24T22:52:00.003-03:002008-10-24T22:58:00.671-03:00Introducing...The Girl<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SQJ8Bm8FkaI/AAAAAAAACO4/PQygVvT9IVY/s1600-h/Tiny+Wee.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SQJ8Bm8FkaI/AAAAAAAACO4/PQygVvT9IVY/s320/Tiny+Wee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260903681796444578" /></a><br /><br />Tuesday October 14th<br />7:44 am<br />7 lbs 6 oz<br /><br />The Girl and The Boy<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SQJ8Y9SWHfI/AAAAAAAACPA/iyNsGV53E34/s1600-h/Proud+Brother.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SQJ8Y9SWHfI/AAAAAAAACPA/iyNsGV53E34/s320/Proud+Brother.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260904082932375026" /></a><br /><br />I didn't get the blanket done on time. She was two weeks early. I'm sad and happy and sore and tired, and a bit of a mess, everything all at once. I don't know when the blanket will be done, but it doesn't really matter. Somehow, I have a little girl, and our family is complete. It feels like she's always been here.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11292063.post-38789585687714054762008-10-08T10:30:00.002-03:002008-10-08T10:32:36.869-03:00Sorry...Sorry I haven't blogged for so long. I haven't had much to say. Three official weeks left before official (but absolutely meaningless) Estimated Date of Delivery. Feel free to send early baby vibes, because I'm so ready for this to be over, and 37 weeks on is considered full term anyway!<br /><br />I'm working on the OpArt blanket from the latest Knitty, and will eventually post photos, if I get it done before Trevor arrives. If I don't get it done before Trevor arrives, well I may post photos in six months or so when I do finally get it done. Although I didn't get The Boy's blanket done til he was three.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11292063.post-54724517660429290832008-08-16T09:44:00.018-03:002008-08-16T13:37:40.078-03:00Giveaways (and I mean free!)I'm still decluttering*. I think it's actually redirected nesting (I'm too superstitious to do anything that could be considered nesting until baby's practically here. I'm still feeling uneasy about the baby knitting I've done...).<br /><br />Anyway, I've found some knitting stuff to give away (it's not yarn, so no fear of moths!). I have the following:<br /><br />a) 3 issues of Vogue Knitting--winter 99/00, winter 00/01, spring/summer 99. Oldies but goodies folks! All former library copies, but they seem to have all their pages. And two of them are even hardcover library editions.<br /><br />b) <span style="text-decoration:line-through;">Style Your Own Kids Knits by Kate Buller--simply choose a pattern and select a motif! It's new. Has lots of motifs if you're not into designing your own, and you don't need to put them on the basic patterns in the book--you can use whatever sweater pattern you prefer. Or put a motif on the back of a soaker or pair of longies or something.</span><br /><br />c) The Cool Girl's Guide to Knitting by Nicki Trench. Learn the rules of knitting and dating, including rule #2--Don't wear itchy fabrics on your first date (they recommend cashmere) and rule #3--Don't take your knitting on your first date (guys will want to feel that your attention is on them). Also new. Okay, it's pretty trendy, but there are some nice (albeit trendy) patterns in it. This one would be a nice gift if you know a teen knitter, actually.<br /><br />d) Knitting in America by Melanie Falick. It's an ex-library copy, so not new, but also not missing any pages.<br /><br />e) A Year of Afghans book 2 from Leisure Arts--I just have to face it, I'm not an afghan knitter (or crocheter). New.<br /><br />g) The Book of Knitting: from beginner to expert, the best knitting book for you. A nice beginner book, older, so pre-trendy knitting revival. New (well, it was new, a while ago! I guess I should say "original owner").<br /><br />h) Ready Set Knit by Sasha Kagan--again, library discard but no pages missing. Little bit trendy, but not too bad.<br /><br />i) Donna Kooler's Encyclopedia of Knitting--another library discard not missing any pages. According to the cover it has 150 stitch patterns and 22 projects. Again, a Leisure Arts publication.<br /><br />If anybody wants any of these, let me know, I'll bring them to KOL or we can make other arrangements.<br /><br />And finally:<br /><br />j) Loads and loads (and I mean hundreds) of other books on everything you could possibly think of from fiction to history to parenting to motorsports to whatever (you name it, there's probably something about it in there). If anyone wants to come and have a look, let me know. They're probably going to end up on freecycle eventually. As will the knitting books if nobody here wants them.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">*Funny thing: my spell check doesn't like decluttering. Suggested options? Cluttering, spluttering, fluttering, and muttering. How does it know? I'm doing all of those things as I try to declutter!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11292063.post-88741398620268469852008-08-08T20:29:00.004-03:002008-08-08T20:33:37.921-03:00Single handedly...Today while playing in the stash (officially, I'm moth hunting, but, well, it's yarn stash, so there's a certain amount of playing going on) I found a mitten. I only ever made the first one. It's a convertible mitten--a glove with cut off fingers underneath, with a big flap to turn it into a mitten on top. The problem you ask? I don't have any more of that yarn, I don't know what size I made, I can't find the pattern anyway, and everyone in the family has two hands.<br /><br />And yesterday, House Man found yarn in the freezer. He thinks it's the pregnancy hormones, and that I'm now officially a crazy hormonal pregnant woman. Hasn't he been listening to anything I've said about moths?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11292063.post-84963991354644880462008-08-06T20:17:00.003-03:002008-08-07T22:19:34.007-03:00Moths...I have been battling moths since Sunday now. I'm using heat (well, the dryer, since we don't have any sun) and <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Neem_oil">neem oil</a> mixed with castile soap (as an emulsifier) and water. Apparently, neem oil is non-toxic (humans use it both orally and topically) but it's pretty much death to bugs, including beneficial bugs. Smells a bit like onion and garlic, not chemically at all, just very, very organic!<br /><br />I think that there will always be moths in my house. What I want is to keep them from my wool. I'm tempted to spray the wool with my neem oil solution as well--according to various sources on the internet, it doesn't stain clothing, and it can also be used as an insect repellent.<br /><br />To finish, a fairly recent (as in I'm pretty sure it's from 2008) self portrait by The Boy:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SJoyYSVxxAI/AAAAAAAABow/JzV7af0icbQ/s1600-h/DSC02434.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SJoyYSVxxAI/AAAAAAAABow/JzV7af0icbQ/s320/DSC02434.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231549309965681666" border="0" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11292063.post-31997929698669453992008-08-04T10:35:00.003-03:002008-08-04T10:39:26.736-03:00Some thoughts on seaming...So I'm going through the stash, looking for evidence of moth, and I find a sweater to fit a three year old (The Boy is 5 now). Or, at least, it will be a sweater as soon as I seam together the completed front, back, and two sleeves, and then knit up the collar.<br /><br />Do I really hate seaming so much that I could call a sweater a UFO after <span style="font-weight: bold;">all</span> the parts were completed, waiting to be seamed?<br /><br />Obviously I do.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11292063.post-18411098094106471152008-08-02T23:14:00.004-03:002008-08-03T11:31:47.695-03:00Disaster.<a href="http://www.abellgroup.com/pestid/clothesmoths">Moths</a>. I think I has them. Help.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Okay, now that I've made Lesley dizzy, I should clarify. They're in the basement, in the closet, mostly in House Man's winter sweaters, since he isn't wearing them much right now, for obvious reasons. The stash is upstairs, and well stored for the most part. But I still think we need to do some "moth control" downstairs, and some stash investigation as well.<br /><br />Steph, I don't really want to call an exterminator, because most of what gets used for moths is either toxic to cats or possibly carcinogenic, and then there's that whole pregnant thing, and this is all going down in my bedroom closet. Although someone out there on the innerwebs somewhere suggested using neem oil and soap in water--apparently it's not toxic to any mammals, just all kinds of bugs! I might look into that.<br /><br />Deb, I've made sachets, based on an innerweb recipe, using lavender, peppermint and rosemary. Will be placing them liberally in the stash when I start going through it bag by bag. But the freezer, well, it's pretty darn tiny, and just isn't going to happen. Apparently, again from the innerwebs, you can heat to 120 for at least half an hour to kill larvae and eggs, so I might try the dryer for the sweaters--dry wool sweaters won't felt in the dryer will they? Felting needs water as well as heat, right?<br /></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11292063.post-89775417366787871432008-05-23T18:28:00.005-03:002008-05-23T18:39:15.322-03:00Arr.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/61ZHidifoSL._SS500_.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/61ZHidifoSL._SS500_.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" >Click to embiggen so you can read the authors' and illustrator's names.<br /><br /></span>Last night we went to a book launch for <a href="http://www.nimbus.ns.ca/Store/CatalogItem/tabid/904/txtSearch/terrible/ProductID/5349/Default.aspx">this</a> book. Just so happens that this was written by two coworkers. Anyway, the launch was a load of piratical fun. The Boy came along. He had a blast.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SDc4cjEYB-I/AAAAAAAABhQ/d5woDbjTFAI/s1600-h/Pirate+and+Boy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SDc4cjEYB-I/AAAAAAAABhQ/d5woDbjTFAI/s320/Pirate+and+Boy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203689957550983138" border="0" /></a>He and Jack Sparrow are great friends now. At one point, I looked over to see The Boy kneeling down while Jack knighted him. <a href="http://yesiknit.blogspot.com/">Lesley</a>, I wish Cam had been there to see it!<br /><br />So, if you have any little people in your life, do rush out and buy a copy of this wonderful picture book. Written and illustrated by local talent (the illustrator is amazing!), it's definitely worth a spot on your bookshelves.<br /><br />What's that? You want knitting content? Well, see, here's the thing. I seem to have misplaced the new camera. And The Boy has taken possession of the old camera. So I really need to find the new camera and get some photos downloaded. I am knitting, I swear!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11292063.post-56055849325417092312008-05-17T10:15:00.005-03:002008-05-17T17:18:53.227-03:00I know you love me...Yesterday was Friday. We all went to my parents' for dinner, as we do every Friday. As usual, The Boy stayed for a sleepover. As we got ready to leave (me driving the car, because I'd come straight from work, House Man riding his motorcycle, because he'd come straight from work too), The Boy and his Gran were standing at the top of the driveway waving goodbye. The Boy's parting words to us, while jumping up and down and waving both hands, were <br /><br /><blockquote>"<span style="font-style:italic;">Bye mum, bye dad, I know you love each other and you both love me. Bye!"</span></blockquote><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SC7beA0TjfI/AAAAAAAABfo/9Vk88kBATgE/s1600-h/Remembrance+Day+2008.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SC7beA0TjfI/AAAAAAAABfo/9Vk88kBATgE/s320/Remembrance+Day+2008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201335928321445362" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11292063.post-74376530863771102682008-04-28T18:48:00.004-03:002008-04-28T19:01:37.116-03:00What I'm knitting:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SBZGatwzZ2I/AAAAAAAABeo/Nm109HvA2s0/s1600-h/IMG_0018.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SBZGatwzZ2I/AAAAAAAABeo/Nm109HvA2s0/s320/IMG_0018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194416644993279842" border="0" /></a><br />What I'm reading:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SBZGbtwzZ3I/AAAAAAAABew/GWeiysLZSK0/s1600-h/IMG_0025.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SBZGbtwzZ3I/AAAAAAAABew/GWeiysLZSK0/s320/IMG_0025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194416662173149042" border="0" /></a><br />What I'm wearing:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.motherhood.com/Images/Products/5521.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 316px;" src="http://www.motherhood.com/Images/Products/5521.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Obviously that's not me in the photo. I'm not that tall, that skinny, or that pregnant (yet). But I hadn't realised how much maternity clothes have changed in the 5 years since I had The Boy. And these are so much more comfortable than the maternity clothes I had 5 and a half years ago!<br /><br />Yes, I have officially hit the second trimester, which means that my superstitious side will let me knit baby things. The baby sweater is made with 2 skeins of Debbie Bliss baby cashmerino. It's very nice to work with, and the resulting baby cardigan is extremely soft to the touch.<br /><br />The book is by Sheila Kitzinger. I would like to recommend <a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Complete-Book-Pregnancy-Childbirth-Revised/dp/0375710477/ref=pd_bowtega_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1209419781&sr=1-1">the Kitzinger book</a> to those of you who have yet to have kids. Seriously, get this book instead of <a href="http://www.amazon.ca/What-Expect-When-Youre-Expecting/dp/0761148574/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1209419756&sr=8-1">That Other Book</a> that will scare the pants off you! It's a much more reasonable account, offering both sides of the birth argument (ie natural vs medicalized). For the crunchy amongst you, I'm also reading <a href="http://www.amazon.ca/Ina-Mays-Guide-Childbirth-Gaskin/dp/0553381156/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1209419817&sr=1-1">this book</a>. If you think you'd be the sort to have a homebirth or have a midwife to attend you instead of an obstetrician, then try this book, it's the one.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11292063.post-71181543661758020192008-04-17T21:14:00.007-03:002008-04-17T21:54:51.060-03:00An emerging new talent...We recently bought a new camera. The Boy was given the old one, a small bottom-of-the line digital point-and-shoot. It's older than he is. Well, he is enraptured with photo taking. Some of his masterpieces include:<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Sleeping Cat<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SAfqT656v-I/AAAAAAAABdM/U9eQgR5Je5Y/s1600-h/DSC02342.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SAfqT656v-I/AAAAAAAABdM/U9eQgR5Je5Y/s320/DSC02342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190374723518382050" border="0" /></a><br />Blue Denim<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SAfpfa56v4I/AAAAAAAABcc/ta_kCuwAV04/s1600-h/DSC02279.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SAfpfa56v4I/AAAAAAAABcc/ta_kCuwAV04/s320/DSC02279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190373821575249794" border="0" /></a><br />Slinky Dog<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SAfpfq56v5I/AAAAAAAABck/L946v9B0DAI/s1600-h/DSC02286.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SAfpfq56v5I/AAAAAAAABck/L946v9B0DAI/s320/DSC02286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190373825870217106" border="0" /></a><br />Indiana Jones<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SAfpgK56v6I/AAAAAAAABcs/cj-UI0eW4rI/s1600-h/DSC02304.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SAfpgK56v6I/AAAAAAAABcs/cj-UI0eW4rI/s320/DSC02304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190373834460151714" border="0" /></a><br />Glass of Orange Juice<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SAfqTq56v9I/AAAAAAAABdE/IifLfT5u-Uw/s1600-h/DSC02319.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SAfqTq56v9I/AAAAAAAABdE/IifLfT5u-Uw/s320/DSC02319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190374719223414738" border="0" /></a><br />Me. I actually think I look pretty good, considering the angle and the fact that I'm 12 weeks pregnant and feeling like carp!</div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SAfpga56v7I/AAAAAAAABc0/Jfvq6-2e2yc/s1600-h/DSC02327.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SAfpga56v7I/AAAAAAAABc0/Jfvq6-2e2yc/s320/DSC02327.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190373838755119026" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">House Man<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SAfpg656v8I/AAAAAAAABc8/t7sp9J-NRlE/s1600-h/DSC02316.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/SAfpg656v8I/AAAAAAAABc8/t7sp9J-NRlE/s320/DSC02316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190373847345053634" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />And the piece de resistance, he managed to figure out how to shoot video!<br /><br /><object height="350" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/15zX3a9hjmg"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/15zX3a9hjmg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br />I'm thinking with this kind of raw talent, I can make a lot of money from The Boy. How much do you think these would go for on e-bay? Or maybe his true talent lies in directing. That's it, he's the next Steven Spielberg. Ah, yes, that would certainly enable him to keep his parents in the style to which they have yet to become accustomed.<br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">PS Fiona, I finished your mitts. I swear I'll post them soon, you'll definitely have them in time for the next batch of cold weather in, say, November!</span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11292063.post-88470858187255994672008-04-07T18:41:00.006-03:002008-04-11T18:45:11.630-03:00Happy Birthday...The Boy had a birthday party this past weekend. There were some illustrious guests in attendance.<br /><br />First, Cinderella graced us with her presence:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/R_qVzQg0euI/AAAAAAAABUM/jFY4z6qF5rc/s1600-h/DSC02257.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/R_qVzQg0euI/AAAAAAAABUM/jFY4z6qF5rc/s320/DSC02257.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186622628709038818" /></a><br />Of course, no party is complete without a dragon:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/R_qVzgg0evI/AAAAAAAABUU/6MDwZQHq27w/s1600-h/DSC02256.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/R_qVzgg0evI/AAAAAAAABUU/6MDwZQHq27w/s320/DSC02256.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186622633004006130" /></a><br />And just in case the dragon was an issue, the Good Fairy was there for when happy wishes needed granting:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/R_qV0Ag0ewI/AAAAAAAABUc/Fy5JQy5PFi4/s1600-h/DSC02254.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/R_qV0Ag0ewI/AAAAAAAABUc/Fy5JQy5PFi4/s320/DSC02254.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186622641593940738" /></a><br />There were a few pirates there, including Captain Jack Sparrow, but for some reason, they wouldn't stay still long enough to have their photos taken. Although they did successfully lead the hunt for treasure:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/R_qWpAg0exI/AAAAAAAABUk/2qc9JPR7Skc/s1600-h/DSC02260.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/R_qWpAg0exI/AAAAAAAABUk/2qc9JPR7Skc/s320/DSC02260.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186623552127007506" /></a><br />and find the pirate swag hidden in the back of my sister's car:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/R_qWpQg0eyI/AAAAAAAABUs/55NsyRSIU_o/s1600-h/DSC02262.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/R_qWpQg0eyI/AAAAAAAABUs/55NsyRSIU_o/s320/DSC02262.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186623556421974818" /></a><br />Okay, you say, get to the important stuff and tell us about the loot! Well, the haul was good, starting with this from Grannie and Grandpa in North Carolina:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/R_qXZAg0ezI/AAAAAAAABU0/7dXbSKB9bbw/s1600-h/DSC02252.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/R_qXZAg0ezI/AAAAAAAABU0/7dXbSKB9bbw/s320/DSC02252.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186624376760728370" /></a><br />and this from Auntie LaLa:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/R_qXZQg0e0I/AAAAAAAABU8/uKa-9tSpKDg/s1600-h/DSC02247.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/R_qXZQg0e0I/AAAAAAAABU8/uKa-9tSpKDg/s320/DSC02247.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186624381055695682" /></a><br />And a good old fashioned datsun from Uncle A-Rock (it's a 1971 Datsun 510 for those who care):<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/R_qXZgg0e1I/AAAAAAAABVE/Vmu3W0ZxywM/s1600-h/DSC02245.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/R_qXZgg0e1I/AAAAAAAABVE/Vmu3W0ZxywM/s320/DSC02245.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186624385350662994" /></a><br />As for The Boy's behaviour on his birthday? Well, he did really well, only getting slightly over-excited when the other pirate arrived--swords were quickly confiscated. He did find the cake a little hard to resist, and swooped in for a quick lick after blowing out his candles. Needless to say, that was his piece!<br /><br />As for me, well, I survived my baby turning 5. Helped a little, probably, by the knowledge that we will, if all goes well, be welcoming another baby into our family sometime in late October or early November. I had been keeping this a secret, but, you know, pregnant brain and all, I let it slip at work a few weeks ago. So I may as well make it public here. The working name for this baby is Trevor (after The Boy's imaginary baby brother) so that's going to be this baby's Blog Name. If Trevor ends up being a girl, I will need to come up with something else after she's born!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11292063.post-29755197511448436892008-04-05T14:22:00.002-03:002008-04-05T14:24:28.121-03:00I haven't been blogging much lately. I do manage to keep my facebook up to date, so make sure you add me there if you want to keep up with the adventures of House Man and The Boy. If you really want to add me as a friend but don't know my last name, well, just tell me in the comments and I'll e-mail it to you.<br /><br />The Boy is having a birthday very soon. I'll try to post pictures from the party sometime next week.<br /><br />I think I'm going to have a nap now.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11292063.post-35294897271011173352008-03-02T10:01:00.003-04:002008-03-02T10:04:40.096-04:00Hey Henry!Here's <span style="font-weight:bold;">looking</span> at you kid.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/R8qziKZNNbI/AAAAAAAABTQ/EtZPT71KRQM/s1600-h/DSC02216.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/R8qziKZNNbI/AAAAAAAABTQ/EtZPT71KRQM/s320/DSC02216.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173144521475438002" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/R8qzh6ZNNaI/AAAAAAAABTI/-reDp5pw5L0/s1600-h/DSC02215.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MNGh0dzLp38/R8qzh6ZNNaI/AAAAAAAABTI/-reDp5pw5L0/s320/DSC02215.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173144517180470690" /></a><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Neville and The Boy, March 2008</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5