Long Weekends are Awesome

My friend introduced me to a new television show. It rocks. New Amsterdam. Have any of you seen it? It has an amazing concept. This detective has lived through the ages in search of the one true love a medicine woman has for him in order to be complete his life. He will never die until he finds this mystery woman. I love it. I think it is the second episode, he has a conversation with his son who is 65. Goes something like: "What are you going to do? Ground me? I'm 65 years old."
It is full of great lines. I am completely hooked now.
You should see me. Here I am knitting in the dark watching episode after episode of this show:
I am hoping to get some serious knitting done this weekend. I want to finish a sweater that I am creating for my little niece. This is the lovely child for whom I am struggling to make socks.
I'm going to go back to my show and continue working on this sweater:


I hope you all have a wonderful weekend.

Long Weekends are

Fun Times

After work today, Hubby and I went to the LYS. (I have just discovered what this acronym stands for: Local Yarn Shop; How clever.) I love the lady that runs the store. She is truly an awesome person. Always has a smile and very quick witted. That alone gets my respect.
Anyway, a purchase was made:


But wait! There is more:

Can you see that? It comes with a matching thread for re-enforcing the heels if you so choose. How excellent! The colours just screamed at me: Hey! Hey you! I'm coming home with you!
Who am I to argue with the yarn?
I have never actually re-enforced a heel. I'm very willing to give it a go. I feel motivated!
I think I made the correct choice. Napoleon approves:

We also found some cool games:

I am looking forward to playing that brawling one with some friends that are coming over tomorrow night.
A co-worker was going through some closets in her home, (as opposed to someone else's closets,) and sent these little gems my way:

I see a little funky sweater in the mix.
I am going to have one busy week end. Knitting and gaming, oh my.
I hope you are all well. Have a great night.

Frog It

I just cannot seem to make socks for little feet. They turn out miles to large. The poor little dear will swimming in them. I've frogged it three times so far.


Yarn : 3 Jocelynn: 0

I've decided to set the needles down. Back away real slow and turn to another addiction:

I love video games. This one in particular has got my utmost attention. Tricky little thing that it is, I hate to be outsmarted by a machine. I will however, be victorious.
Check out the new controller. It would seem the old one became an unwitting chew toy for someone cute and fuzzy. No. Not hubby. Think smaller. Four-legged. Yep. Napoleon. I have no idea what the attraction is to wires. I am thinking up new ways to try and make it look less tasty as I write this. Hmmmmmmm. Think. Think. Think. Nada.


I've also had to wake up a lot earlier for work. It is slowing draining away all of my creative energy. I suspect that is why I now have this "wonderful" cold.
Our mass amount of snow is supposed to be hitting the bricks this week. We are due for some rain. I wonder how many basements will be flooded? This is another reason why I like my little apartment. I live on high ground.
Take care all.
Good night.

SOCKS!!!

I have been on a serious sock binge as of late. I'm not sure what is going on in my brain that I must serve up this addiction. On the ravelry site, my friend showed me this group. Its a sock group. There is a pattern issued every two months. This one is Jacobean. I have just found the pattern. This week end I will search out my needed supplies.

Here are my Bartholomew's Socks:


I even managed to learn how to make a new heal. (or is it heel?) I think heal is to aid or cure and it is "heel" I want.


Tomorrow will be the start of March break for a lot of the schools in my area. This means that I will hopefully catch up on all the paperwork dating back to January. I am a naughty little filer aren't I?
We are also due another onslaught of snow. I say forget the truck. I am investing in a snowmobile; nevermind the smell of diesel. :)
I have made excellent progress on The Predator. I made it to chapter four. I rock!
I am off to play more playstation. Have a great night all.

Socks Are on the Way

I am starting to feel more myself. The week-end held more emotion than I was prepared to deal with. I have a very difficult time expressing grief. I aviod it whenever possible.When I get into that state, I just like to stay by myself. I try to keep my hands busy. If my hands are moving, then my thoughts are more focused.

I started a new project:


Cute Little Heart Socks
These are for our baby niece.

I made some more progress on my long socks:


Slowly, but surely, they will be born.

I do believe, I may have created a heel:


Perhaps even an arch:



I am looking out my window as I type this.
I believe the kiddies will have yet another snow day tomorrow.

I hope so, I have a ton of paperwork to catch up on.

I hope you all are keeping well.
Good night.

Upset

That is not the right word for how I feel at the moment. I am emotional. A gentleman, a co-worker of my husband, experienced a tremendous loss the other day. It is something that I understand to be the absolute worse thing a parent can ever be told. He received a telephone call at work that his 17 year old son was in a hospital. He was devastated. That word is so inappropriate. His died in a vehicle that rolled over with five other teens. How on earth can you move on from that. He will never be the same man again.
I hate the word accident that they use to describe those scenes. An accident is something that is non preventable. Something that occurs which is beyond your control. This is not an accident. This is a tragic loss for everyone this boy has ever encountered. All those kids that attend his school, his family, the people that read about it in the paper or seen it on the news.
I am emotionally crushed tonight.