a while back, we had a third roommate at my house. he smelled pretty bad, and had really messed up teeth. and he always said, “i’m all over it,” which meant that whatever he was all over, wasn’t going to get done.
which has nothing to do with anything, really. but it does prepare you for the sheer randomness of this post. which is a list. because i love to make lists.
- i have nightmares about snakes in cages. i don’t know what this means, because the ol’ dream dictionary is in a box in the garage. and i’m just too lazy to look it up online, or at the library or something. but seriously, snakes. in cages. they’re really aggressive, and usually they bite me. and i know it’s a dream the whole time, but it still sends me into a raging panic. i wake up kicking at a pillow, usually, or falling out of bed trying to get away from these snakes. the dream happens two or more times each week. and, in general? anything without shoulders kind of creeps me out.
- what’s the difference between a tam and a beret? i have this pattern for a knitted tam. and i started making said tam a day or two ago. and now that i’ve gotten a good look at what the final product should look like, i don’t really see how it’s different from a beret. i mean, yes. i get that a tam is descended from the highlands, while a beret is more from the croissants (supposed to be funny, but hey – i have off days). and this pattern is not necessarily related to scottish or irish heritage. the motif on the tam is actually from the inuit peoples. which don’t wear tams or berets, as far as i know. it just makes me curious, is all.
- have you ever seen that show, how clean is your house, on the BBC channel thingy? i happened to have the television on while knitting on the damn tam (i think that’s what i’m gonna call it from now on), and it happened to be on. wow jesus – that’s disgusting. the other show that’s on with it, you are what you eat, is a little on the ewside, also. but… okay. so these two british ladies converge on someone’s dirty and unkempt house, and clean it top to bottom. but dudes. how do people live like that? with trash everywhere, and mold on every flat surface? it so nasty. i’m not a neat freak by any means. but i don’t have rubbish in knee-deep drifts in the kitchen. although it does remind me of one of the great design features of english houses, the laundry washer/ dryer in the kitchen. i just love that.
- spokane sucked the life force right outta me. not only did i take exactly three pictures while there, i just had no energy. seriously. all i wanted to do was lay next to the heater and nap. except that the heater would occasionally blow cold air. you know, for fun. meh. i did, however, get to visit a friend or two while in spokane, not to mention an uncle that had moved there recently. and i got to visit with my mom’s folks on the way back home. and, yeah. my grandfather is going senile. it’s not alzheimer’s, but it’s just as frustrating. on the bright side…
- … it now takes me about four days to knit a sock. you know, in one-hour increments. i have more thoughts on the sock for later, after its partner is done.
- what happened on the 13th? i find this totally amusing. on december 13th, i had zero blog visitors. every other day, i had between 20 and 50. was the 13th the day of jesus conception or something? was there some sporting event? maybe that was international ’step away from the innernets’ day. who knows.
- i am now drooling in my sleep. sexy! but it’s something i’ve noticed. and it’s getting really bad. i’m sure i’ve been doing this awhile, but i’ve only recently noticed evidence. see, usually i sleep on my side, or flat on my face. and i have the fabulous contoured pillow, so my chin isn’t buried in my chest. and yet, when i wake up? a golf-ball sized wet spot has appeared on my shirt. usually on the right side. so… i don’t know. maybe i’m spitting on myself in my sleep. maybe the snake dreams are causing me to fling saliva onto my shirt. maybe i’ve developed a bizarre sweat disorder just below the collarbone.
- not to brag, but i have a really comfortable bed. it’s something i notice when i don’t get to sleep in it every day. i shoulda taken my pillow when we went to spokane, but i decided i would rough it. and i slept badly. when i got home tuesday night, i couldn’t wait to go to bed. and i slept for seven hours straight. which i nearly never get to do. so, my bed is awesome. the electric blanket doesn’t hurt, either.
and that’s all i got for you today. the next few days are going to be a bit crazy, what with me talking to the clinical site to nail down my externship hours for the next two months and running about having papers signed. i’m not complaining. sure, it will totally suck, and i will be exhausted on an even deeper level than i am now. but i’ll do what i must to get what i want. and i want a daytime job, dammit.
anyway. thanks for stopping by.
I know next to nothing about knitting but, I think the difference between a tam and a beret is the little puff-ball on the tam. Close?
think you’re talking about a pom pom. and those are not a required feature of anything. the pattern i’m using does not call for a ball of any kind atop the hat.
thanks for playing, but no. you are incorrect. there is no difference.
OMG – I love those two BBC shows. Even though I am kind of a neat freak, How Clean is Your House sort of keeps me in check. Whenever I’m about to, say, walk away from a bowl that goes in the dishwasher or something, I think – “It’s a slippery slope to living like a total slob! Underpants on the livingroom floor! Pizza boxes in the bed! Dog shit in the tub!” Then I put the bowl in the dishwasher.
I do the exact same thing with the nutrition show. I think that I might want some french fries, then I tell myself it’s a slippery slope to weighing 20 stone. Ha.
Sorry to hear about the drooling thing.