Monthly Archives: September 2006

Back to normal, sorta

Think back with me to the days before answering machines, before pagers, before cell phones, before the internet. We were fine; if someone phoned and we were not there, they tried again later. We sent letters or post cards. Why is it, then, that when we forget our cell phone at home we either turn right around to retrieve it or feel panic and dread until we are again “reachable?” Before DSL I checked email a couple times a day—at most—and lived a perfectly happy life. When I’m on vacation, I don’t get the shakes if I am out of touch for a while. But yesterday, about mid-morning, my internet service went kaput. I restarted my pc, restarted the desktop downstairs, re-set the DSL modem…..and then called the provider. Yes, there was an outage, yes, they were working on it, no, they didn’t know when it would be back to normal.

I am ashamed to say, it drove me bananas. I couldn’t check email—what if it’s important??? Couldn’t read the blogs, let alone post to my own. Couldn’t download postage or labels, couldn’t Google. It really bugged me, and the fact that it bugged me, bugged me more! I was ever so relieved to be back to normal this morning, but I’m thinking I should impose some sort of voluntary web fast every so often, just to get used to the idea of “doing without.” Geesh.

Monday was a complete success—got shoes, got the gift, and even checked out a new car. Knitting and spinning have occurred off and on over the last several days, but nothing worth a photographic record.

And now on to New Word Wednesday. Anachronism may not be a new word to you, but it is interesting, none the less. It is a noun, which means 1: an error in chronology; a chronological misplacing of persons, events, objects or customs in regard to each other 2: a person or thing that is chronologically out of place; one from a former age that is incongruous in the present 3: the state or condition of being chronologically out of place. Anachronism stems from the Greek ana (late) and chronos (time).

Those of us who knit, and especially those of us who spin, can sometimes be seen as an anachronism. Doesn’t bother me in the least. As interest in these crafts increases, those of us that “got in” in the beginning become less of an oddity, and perhaps sometime soon we won’t have to explain that spinning doesn’t always happen in a gym. I still get a variety of responses when I say that I spin, everything to “cool,” to “why?” Those not familiar with the craft wonder aloud where one would even find a spinning wheel—an honest question. As one who enjoys all the perks of living in this time, I am ever so glad that I don’t have to spin and knit or weave to clothe myself and my family, but I am equally glad that I am able to participate in these handcrafts to the extent that I do.

And if that makes me an anachronism, well, so be it.



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not takin’ the bait

Thanks to those of you who jumped in to help Brett raise money for MS. He and Cora had a terrific ride, raised a tidy sum of money and are looking forward to next years ride. As promised, I have drawn a name from those who donated AND left comments, and Carole will now get to choose her prize. Here are your choices, girlfriend:

Both are superwash, sock to DK weight wool, both hand dyed (painted?) by yours truly. Each is at least 5 ounces, with yardage over 380. Let me know which you would like and it will be on the way in two shakes of a lambs tail (give or take).

The week ahead is packed full of activity, and I really must get going. Hopefully, I’ll make it up to Denver today to do a little shopping, but there’s stuff to be done here, before I go. As far as the blog goes, it may be hit and miss this week, as I get ready for the shindig on Friday night (must find shoes, buy a gift and pick up and deliver the table decor), a birthday party for our favorite little dude, the arrival of my in-laws on Saturday and Brad’s promotion complete with catered lunch on Monday (must. call. caterer.). Add to the mix a trip to the dentist, the chiropractor and a haircut, Alex starting a new job and everything that normally happens in the course of the week and I’m getting tired just thinking about it.

Better make coffee, and get started, huh?


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I’m sorry, really I am.

Since I’ve been reading blogs and leaving comments, I’ve never quite understood the word verification thing. In fact, it annoys me; not to the point that I refuse to leave a comment, but enough that I decided not to use that feature on my blog.

I’ve changed my mind. Every once in a while I’ve gotten unwanted comments, and for the most part, it’s been no big deal to delete them—-things like links to sites about hypnosis and such. But this morning, in my in-box were comments directing me (and you, gentle readers) to sites dealing in black pornography. What on earth did I say to attract this sort of comment??? No clue. So, beginning today, you will see the word verification jimmerjammer on the comments page. Please, don’t let it stop you from leaving comments, I love to hear what you’re thinking!

Alex is settling in; within the first 48 hours he’d landed a job (1 application, 1 interview) and will begin training next week. Yesterday he got a manicure (while I got my massage), and made a trip to the dentist (ugh). He’s been hanging out with his old friends from school (he and Matt have been friends since 3rd grade), and life is returning to some sort of normal. I seem to be in the mind-set that he is here “on vacation” so I’ve been spending a lot of time with him–not a bad thing, but there are things that are not getting done, like grocery shopping. That is on today’s list.

In case you’ve been wondering, here are the results of the koolaid dyeing from a couple days ago. From left to right we have black cherry, black cherry/grape and grape. Now, I just need to come up with a plan to use the stuff.

And now, Favorite Foto Friday

It’s that time again….the leaves are changing colors, there is snow on the peaks and the elk are filling the meadows in Rocky Mountain National Park (and other locations, no doubt). Every year, I look forward to fall camping trip in the park, and this year is no exception. Unfortunately, the days are zooming by, and the schedule is filling up, and the weather, at least yesterday and today, has not been conducive to camping. In fact, Estes Park is under a winter storm warning and may get as much as 18 inches of snow tonight, and although I love to camp, I’m still a bit of a wimp, and snow is more than I want to deal with. The lovely thing about Colorado though, is that everything can change in a moment, and next week may be beautiful, sunny and in the 70’s. I’m fighting to find a few days to run away to the mountains and enjoy the season.


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This morning has been one of real randomness—with only a little bit being accomplished. It’s been quiet, so I finally got through the new issues of Spin-Off and Creative Knitting (the latter reinforcing the decision to cancel my subscription—what’s up with all the patterns for bulky yarns and huge needles???)

While lounging on the sofa with my coffee and magazine, I realized that the weather was going to be perfect for a little KoolAid solar dyeing, so I dug up some of the “roving which shall not be named” and set to it. This go ’round, I did three batches, one with Black Cherry, one with Grape and one with a combo of the two—dying my right hand a lovely shade of eggplant in the process. When I went to look for my black trash bag though, it appeared to have been reassigned and I feared it was now holding grass clippings. I just found it in the canner, in the freezer, in the basement (can’t imagine why I didn’t check there first—geesh).

With the roving cooking away in the Colorado sunshine, I got down to what really should be done……..paying bills. I entered the receipts into one of the checkbooks, then got sidetracked with the blogs on my daily read list. Then I remembered that I hadn’t posted today, and, well, now I’m stalling. Paying bills, for me anyway, is about as pleasant as being glued to a tree.

But, it is New Word Wednesday, after all, and we wouldn’t want to miss that, would we?? Retrodict is a verb which means to utilize present information or ideas to infer or explain (a past event or state of affairs). It is, in actuality, the opposite of predict, which is made up of the roots prae-, meaning “before” and dicere, meaning to say (to say before). In the 1950’s when people wanted a word for predicting the past, this word was created by combining the word for backward (retro) with the “-dict” from “predict”.

Reminds me a bit of Back to the Future.

Now I have to get back to what I should be doing. Have a great afternoon 🙂


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Welcome Home

This, is son number two, Alex. Several months ago he said he was ready to move back to Colorado, and began to make plans. Last night, after leaving Seattle around 3 on Sunday, Alex walked through the front door, and this morning he’s snoozing away, catching up, no doubt. Why he chose to sleep on the top of the bed is anyone’s guess.

Okay, now for a little weekend rehash. As you know, Saturday is the day I get together with the gals for knitting. Last Saturday, Christy invited us all over to her place, in honor of her birthday, for a dye day, with knitting, spinning and food, of course. I took my wheel, but got precious little spinning done with all the other activity swirling ’round. Brie, Leisel and I made a run to the Llama Store for some dye-able sock yarn, and each of us got to dye 2 bundles, around 5 oz each.

Blogger is giving me heartburn today, so rather than load lots of photo’s here’s a peek at what went on….

The tangled mess from yesterday’s post is mostly sorted out, just a little more to go. The good news is that one of you will get to choose one of my hand dyed skeins as a prize…if you donated to Brett’s fundraising bike ride for MS, and if you left me a comment saying that you did. What???? You forgot??? You want another chance? Okay, you have until I get the tangled mess re-skeined to make your donation to either Brett (handsome guy in the sidebar) or Cora, and leave a comment to let me know you donated (I don’t want to know how much, that’s not the point—just leave me a comment so I can contact you should you win). Last I heard, Brett had raised $500 and Cora $350, and I’m told they can keep raising funds until October. Thanks so much to all of you who have donated so far—you’re the best!

Now, I’m off to wake the slumbering man-child upstairs. Better take Coffee 🙂


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All Tangled Up

I’m having a wee bit of trouble getting to the blog today—-do tune in later, I have news 🙂


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Wish I was There

It’s Favorite Foto Friday!

May 2005……want to go back…..’nuff said.

I’ve been thinking a lot in recent days about my life, partly due to watching The Mermaid Chair the other day. When I “read” the book ( it really struck a chord with me, not that I am anxious to run off and have an affair with a monk, but the place in which Jessie (the main character) found herself. In her early 40’s, her daughter off to college she finds herself reflecting on her place in the world, longing in some ways for independence, for value and significance separate and apart from her roll as daughter, wife and mother. I think it’s a common feeling among those of us of a certain age; that we turn inward and try to figure out what’s next. For me, it seems like my life has been one of waiting. Waiting for birthdays and Christmas’s, waiting for school to start, to let out for the summer and then waiting to be done. Waiting for love, waiting to get married, waiting to have children. Waiting for my husband to get home, waiting for the kids to come home from school, waiting to find out where we would move next. I’ve waited 3 times now for Brad to finish his degree’s; now I’m waiting for him to finish the his PhD dissertation—waiting to have our lives back. I wait for my adult children to phone, to return phone calls or messages, wait for them to think beyond themselves. I’m waiting to see the harvest of what was planted. I’m waiting for the perfect job to come along, waiting for the cooler days of fall, waiting for my next opportunity to run away with the camper. Waiting for the feelings of being lost and adrift to pass.

I don’t think any of this is abnormal. I think, like I said, that all of us become reflective from time to time. I think it’s an important part of growth, that to keep on keepin’ on without introspection leads to stagnation and boredom. To examine oneself is a necessary part of becoming what you are meant to be in this world. To shut the door on reflection is to become an automaton, something less than vital. I know there are people who don’t want to be challenged to think outside the box, that it’s a threat to their well thought out lives. Anything that upsets or challenges the status quo is bad, sinful. I’ve chosen to expose myself to a broad range of experiences with the belief that one cannot truly believe anything until they can believe it when challenged.

To borrow a oft heard phrase…….Can I get a witness??

Have a fabulous weekend, full of fibery adventures and family fun 🙂


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