Archive for February, 2009
There are many great things about the Dallas/Ft. Worth area. We’ve got authentic cowboys and horses, old west shops and saloons, hotter than hell summers and hardly any snow ……….. ever. But we do have tornado’s. They don’t call them Texas Twisters for nothing. I live in what we here in the South refer to as “Tornado Alley”. Every spring and summer it’s hold on to your hat and hope for the best. Last night was one of those strange, and scary times. When the air is damp and muggy all day long, and it’s 68 degrees and breezy in the middle of February you’ve got the makings of a real, “Toto we’re not in Kansas anymore” storm.
So my mini-me’s and I were sitting in the family room watching the tube when out of no-where the sirens went off. Must be some sort of test I said to the kids because it’s not super windy, there is no hail, and no rain. No nothing actually. But, just to be on the safe side we switched from our regularly scheduled cartoon surfing to some real news and tuned in. The time was 9:28 pm. The weatherman was there waiting for us, pointing out this little round circle thingy spinning on a map that appeared to be right over my house. Take immediate shelter he said. Run to the center of your home he warned. Stay away from the windows he crooned on. The time was 9:30. Still no sign of a storm. You there in the area – you’ve got 2 minutes. He practically pleaded with us to take immediate cover. Like please. What was he smoking? We who have been pregnant in the Texas heat know better than to believe the weatherman. And he was scaring my kids. But then it hit. The wind wisped a little stronger, we heard the breeze blowing outside and the rain and hail began to fall. All of a sudden I’m yelling at the kids – run to the hallway, grab a pillow let’s goooooooo. The house began to shake all over and about the time I started to officially freak out poof, it was gone. All over. The time was about 9:34. The whole thing took less than a minute really. And then we were back to our regularly scheduled programming.
We said goodbye to one of our peach trees this morning (psssst- it was dead already but the kids didn’t know), picked up our trash cans and headed out to see the damage. I’m sure glad I’m not one of these guys:
My bad. You know how it is when you’ve had a rough week and you wake up on Saturday and you just get one of those wild hairs that you can not tame? The kind that only an early morning visit to a LYS will cure because darn-it all you deserve it! I mean you’ve worked like a dog all week, and you really should be cleaning your office and doing your income taxes or something along that lines – maybe grocery shopping, a little laundry but hey – we all deserve a good day of old fashioned shopping every now and then right? Oh and I really DID get good deals on all of this stuff …………… for real ………. honest ………… I swear ……………..
OK so anyway here are my latest socks for February. I call them my “Love Socks”. This is my first attempt at toe-up, magic loop and it would be too easy to just follow one pattern from the start. Instead, I’ve picked the pieces that I understood so far from 3 different patterns. I must say they are coming along “pretty dang good” but hold that thought til I make it through the heel. Stay tuned.
I stepped out on a limb last month and did something new. I joined my very first knit club. Now those who know me also know that I am a Twilight junkie. I just can’t help myself. Edward is hot what can I say? And I think Stephanie Meyer is a goddess with a pen. Imagine my thrill when this sock club turns up under a google search of all things Twilight. I knew I had to have it. Could not breath another minute without joining but I did not know this company, this owner . . . . and for $100 I must admit I was a little nervous. But there were all of the past participants, displaying their knits from their kits for all to see on ravelry and they were gorgeous. So out came my little credit card and with baited breath I bought.
AM I GLAD I DID. THANK YOU KNITTERPATED. My first shipment arrived last weekend. I knew it was coming and I swear I must have gone to the front window looking for the mailman at least 50 times. I mean where was he?
Finally I heard the distinct engine of his little mailcart coming down the street. There in my box it was. My package. I ripped it open like a kid who had sent in for some cereal box goodies. Not only did this wonderful person on the other end deliver the goods as promised but she even threw in a little extra. There is a heavenly stole pattern in addition to the sock pattern and the cutest little stitch holders – total girl stuff. Thank you Carol!
Well the striped socks are done. I thought I was going to add the ribbon as the pattern calls for down the front in duplicate stitch but my Wii Princess pulled them hot off the needles, put them on and wore them for 3 days straight. Guess I might want to make a few more pair for her. Usually she does not wear socks – ever. Can you say sneaker savers?