tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-48318010333876322982009-07-11T22:41:39.784-04:00suann stitchesSuannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838601331936621110noreply@blogger.comBlogger73125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831801033387632298.post-25694713785279476002009-07-11T22:23:00.002-04:002009-07-11T22:41:39.799-04:00Twists and turnsAt Christmas, I got two weeks of no work and no school, so I HAD to knit me something luscious. Wisteria by Kate Gilbert from the Twist Collective and Dream in Color's Classy in Black Parade (Thank you Fulay Little of Little Knits for such fabulous, economical, and personal service) was the perfect project. The pattern was beautiful, the yarn was beautiful (I was inspired by a couple of fabulous Suannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838601331936621110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831801033387632298.post-72408766105830820442009-07-07T02:12:00.005-04:002009-07-07T02:47:23.036-04:00Mother's Day 2009 (I know...a little late, but this was good)I have some catching up to do. Mother's Day in our house is usually quite a production, though usually I ask my kids just to let me putz around in the garden all day long.This year, my kids banished me to my office, which was fine because my final project for my MA Ed. was due that same week. They armed me with a few ice cold Diet Cokes and a can of sour cream and onion Pringles and forbid me to Suannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838601331936621110noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831801033387632298.post-61834514396540466452009-06-18T09:48:00.002-04:002009-06-18T10:16:00.550-04:00The Snowball EffectEvery year, when school ends, we clean.We do the deep cleaning where we pull out all the furniture, sweep and polish the wood floors, wash the walls and windows, sort out all the kid stuff and pack things away that we're done with to ship off to Goodwill. This year, we planned the same, and then I was going to spend the rest of the summer knitting and hanging out with my kids in my clean Suannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838601331936621110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831801033387632298.post-80853050780962328212009-06-15T01:28:00.006-04:002009-06-15T02:10:14.921-04:00Bet you thought I wasn't knitting...In no particular order, this is some of the stuff I knit when I was avoiding my homework and the sight of my house filling up with dirt and crap dragged in by my children.First, the blankie that I originally knit for SIL...Details: Curlicue Coverlet by Oat CoutureYarn: Berroco Comfort in Oatmeal (boring color...boring SIL)No mods, love the blanket. Perfect for cozying up on the couchManaged some Suannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838601331936621110noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831801033387632298.post-71187408074318145202009-05-23T20:44:00.002-04:002009-05-23T21:01:46.939-04:00well...I'm not a gorilla for sure.*sigh*I spent the day blocking and seaming this gorgeous cardigan only to discover that even though I tried to take into account the fact that I have freakishly short arms, the edges of the sleeves are still brushing the tips of my fingers. Why is it that designers assume that if you're large in the chest that you must also be proportionally longer and taller? This sweater would fit wonderfully Suannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838601331936621110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831801033387632298.post-7879731745099112202009-05-14T18:52:00.003-04:002009-05-14T19:01:38.243-04:00Tiny Rays of Sunshine...and why we don't pray for patienceIt was a trying day. Spring is in the air, the teens, who have very little control over the fact that they don't make decisions based in logic, are horny little beasts incapable to remembering anything but the last three words out of my mouth, and I think I accidentally prayed for patience recently.Yes. I was tested. More than I can ever express in words.BUT...my seniors started burning up my Suannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838601331936621110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831801033387632298.post-69581266471106951412009-05-10T00:18:00.003-04:002009-05-10T00:56:44.571-04:00A Comedy of ErrorsDarling husband asked me this afternoon if I'd like to go out on a date. Our anniversary coincides with Mother's Day this year, and he wanted to make our anniversary separate and special. No problem. I love dating my man.We started out around 6 pm and hubby announced we were going to P.F. Chang's. Well, it's graduation weekend at MSU, and I mentioned that maybe we wouldn't be far enough from EastSuannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838601331936621110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831801033387632298.post-78337180699429409372009-05-02T17:45:00.003-04:002009-05-03T19:29:22.037-04:00He never hands you more than you can takeYou know how people say that God doesn't ever give you more than you can handle? They're lying to you. There's a caveat. IF we are awake 24 hours a day, and IF we have two heads and four hands, then the premise is true. However, since we are humans with little flaws like the need for sleep and no desire to travel with a circus freak show, we sometimes cannot possibly handle all that is expected. Suannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838601331936621110noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831801033387632298.post-59189711935015609242009-03-22T20:00:00.002-04:002009-03-22T20:20:17.770-04:00Just sayin'...Hi folks. Long time no see.I'm two classes from done. Serious partying will commence after commencement on June 6th.Those not interested in the negative, read no further. It's been nice chatting with you, looking forward to seeing my shadow soon (9 weeks to be exact).Atticus had a $4000 nosebleed (don't EVER take your pets to MSU emergency vet care...EVER). I'll tell all about that later.Then he Suannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838601331936621110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831801033387632298.post-35505907007584019862008-11-30T01:41:00.002-05:002008-11-30T01:47:53.591-05:00life in brief1. Still working in hell.2. 4 classes to go and I'll have an MA Ed.3. Thesis is 80% done4. Kids...and their stuff. Now it's floor hockey, debate club, quiz bowl, MMYS (symphony), MSU, Christmas shows galore....yeah.5. House is still trashed. Considering possibility of just flooding house and washing it all away.and...Turkey still can be made 600 different ways (yum), and for the love of God, SIL.Suannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838601331936621110noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831801033387632298.post-55948788317116386562008-08-25T21:01:00.002-04:002008-08-25T21:10:34.321-04:00Hiatus1. Returning to work full time in school district run by not so nice, and not so...well, just not so people. Not necessarily a bad thing....yet. Classes of 35 and UPWARDS (as of this morning, I had a writing class with a headcount of 40).2. Continuing in hellish MA class with complete dolt with PhD for a teacher. Giant project, and two giant papers due in the next few weeks.3. Writing Master's Suannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838601331936621110noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831801033387632298.post-81390329011437120372008-08-12T00:12:00.002-04:002008-08-12T00:21:39.405-04:00Damn, she's good...I mean Tiny. Meet her cow...who even has udders.and the elephantand the pegacorn (she couldn't decide between a unicorn or a pegasus, so she made both)She took the pictures too.While she decimated my dusting socks to nothing, I made this...Just have to find some cool numbers to glue on and this baby is finished. My needle collection finally outgrew the piece of garden hose that used to hold them.Suannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838601331936621110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831801033387632298.post-79008591645723127172008-08-06T13:29:00.005-04:002008-08-06T14:26:56.133-04:00Accountability…or when karma bites you in the assAs a teacher, I have to hear that word all the time. It’s ridiculous how many people I am accountable to. Some people I don’t mind answering to, like my kids, or my husband. Others irk my last nerve because they don’t know shit about me or what I do, but still, I am accountable to them. When I don’t meet their rules and standards, I have to face the consequences of my choices. As a person who Suannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838601331936621110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831801033387632298.post-3731852172479036582008-07-16T10:16:00.002-04:002008-07-16T10:18:40.540-04:00Lordy Lordy look who’s…Forty. Well, not quite yet, but soon…very soon. I'm kind of excited to be 40, but GEESH people make such a big deal out of it! I'm of the mindset that getting to this age means that one has earned the right to celebrate birthdays however one pleases. Having a giant ass party was great when I turned 21, but at 40, I want to spend it with people who I truly love and appreciate. My in-laws and my Suannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838601331936621110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831801033387632298.post-62701096425383833862008-07-13T22:05:00.002-04:002008-07-13T22:08:02.882-04:00The surreal lifeThis family is nuts.Tiny got up at SIX this morning (it's freakin' SUNDAY) to make little sock animals from this book. By this afternoon, she had a small menagerie going. We don't have any lonely socks for me to dust with anymore.In the meantime, The Genius, who has dabbled in crafts, but is decidedly not very crafty, spent the day reading with a single-minded determination to start and finish anSuannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838601331936621110noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831801033387632298.post-8694932723064179262008-06-30T14:34:00.001-04:002008-06-30T14:34:05.127-04:00A typical day in the life of…Every day, the endless questions. Why? Who? What? How? When? Where?"Mom?" climbing to perch on the back of the couch like a monkey clinging to a branch " What is in the middle of the earth?" leap to the other chair, sit upside down like Mork, legs waving around in the air. "Lava.""Is it really hot down there?""Yes.""Did God make the sky?""Yes.""Did he make everything?""Yes."Clinging to the side Suannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838601331936621110noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831801033387632298.post-49102161029452853732008-06-05T13:03:00.002-04:002008-06-05T13:07:52.187-04:00They’re coming home…My last day of complete freedom is today. After today, my children will all be hanging around, eating everything but the living room couch, and preventing me from studying during daylight hours. I won't ever have the house to myself after today. When they go back to school, I'm going back to work, so this may be the last time I get to wallow in my own filth by myself until I retire in 16 years. Suannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838601331936621110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831801033387632298.post-53319260334474395272008-05-18T14:11:00.002-04:002008-05-18T14:27:52.907-04:00We gave the grandma's updated pics for their digital frames for Mother's Day this year. Yeah, I can't tell them apart either...Suannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838601331936621110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831801033387632298.post-35854709486004684022008-05-10T12:58:00.002-04:002008-05-10T13:07:19.767-04:00Squared upYou may have noticed that I let someone knock me off my square. I'm better now. I've spent a work week on the phone with every law enforcement agency, bank, and idenity theft assistance program that exists in America and not only is my credit iron-clad, it's guarded by big mean beastly dragons. I'm still feeling a little murderous, and am still completely capable of doing a violence on some humanSuannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838601331936621110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831801033387632298.post-61222060658524946682008-05-05T20:56:00.002-04:002008-05-05T21:09:55.897-04:00An Open letter to the person who robbed me last weekDear motherfucker,Run and hide motherfucker. If I ever find you, I will slit your throat, watch the life drain out of your worthless carcass, and feed you to my dogs. You will have figured out by now that my identity is harder to steal than the items in my house. Be assured that I will be watching and waiting for as long as it takes to see your ugly ass behind bars. Every time you apply for Suannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838601331936621110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831801033387632298.post-3773240487174552082008-04-28T10:08:00.004-04:002008-04-28T10:35:58.597-04:00takin' care of business...every day! takin' care of business....Sorry about that. I had an 80's moment.Made some stash-busting hats. I forgot to take a picture of the Shedir I made...with 2 inches of yarn to spare. I'll include that later.Don't say it. We all know what it looks like. Not a morel mushroom. (okay, well, sort of...) It actually looks pretty good on children, but as warm as it has been, my children aren't modeling.Details:Pattern: Dependence (Suannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838601331936621110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831801033387632298.post-35064061872919424532008-04-25T12:28:00.003-04:002008-04-25T13:13:04.213-04:00Ketchup is goooooood.Apologies. I had final projects due and an asshole team member who is doing his masters as a lark in his old age dragging me into the mire of his incompetence. He is gone, I remain. FOUR POINT O, yeah.Last week, The Genius had five of her bestest friends over for some nice cake and laser-tagging. They got their collective butts kicked by a bunch of little kids at the Zap Zone. She got presents (Suannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838601331936621110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831801033387632298.post-8437831095789989792008-04-09T00:31:00.003-04:002008-04-09T01:18:56.229-04:00Things change, PappyMy elfin middle child, Tiny, shot that comment back at her daddy over dinner last night when he was telling one of those "when I was a kid..." stories. She was so matter-of-fact about it, though the twinkle in her eye gave away her amusement. "Things change, Pappy." she said so softly that I almost missed it....and she's right. They do change. The Genius is 14 years old today. FOURTEEN. Gads. Suannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838601331936621110noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831801033387632298.post-54949539423425942522008-04-03T08:33:00.003-04:002008-04-03T10:30:01.061-04:00Heck yeah.First, you all should know that WEBS is having their anniversary sale. Time to STOCK UP on the Cascade, folks (hands off the sapphire heather!).Second, you have to see what I knit yesterday.Details: Pattern is Ruth Sørensen's Knit a Hat pattern. For 50 DKK (around $10), you get charts for 5 different patterns and instructions for several different shape and brim options. You know you want the Suannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838601331936621110noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4831801033387632298.post-85634786561899348032008-03-25T13:50:00.005-04:002008-03-26T13:46:17.354-04:00counting blessings: no knitting content todayDagnabbit. Camera issues and the rigors of graduate studies are making this a mighty dull blog. Sorry about that. Until I get the dratted thing fixed, and I have more time away from my constant studying, you'll all have to settle with whatever is passing through my addled head (want to discuss the topic for my masters research project?) at the moment. Today, it's grey and cold outside. It's Suannhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03838601331936621110noreply@blogger.com0