Friday

Its Friday!! I am so happy every week when this day rolls around. It is my $3.25 coffee day from my favorite place Midtown. It is one of the best secrets in Eugene and has the best coffee I have tasted in my life.

So now that the coffee is in my tummy it is seven long days until I taste that heaven again...until then.

I hope everyone has a good weekend. It is my favorite time of year here and I am looking forward to a nice long hike. I will try to remember to take the camera (which has not happened yet).

Dad's Sock Update

These are dad's socks for his birthday in less then one week. I do not think that they will be done. As these are my frist socks they are slow going but they are growing everyday. I will have them done before I come home for Christmas...well I hope I will have them done before Christmas.

Look at my Skis

My Skis are here. My skis are here. My skis are here...I love them and now cannot wait until the snow comes.

So we are going to get ski lessons so I can keep up with Brenda on the slops. (We all know she leaves people that cannot keep up).

And just in case you were wondering my boots are gray and my poles are gray also. A girl has to match. See you on the slopes. I will be the one tumbling down the hill :)

Pet Peeve Tuesday

I am here by installing a Pet Peeve Tuesday. Why Tuesday you ask. Well I have just settled in my work week and have a four day stretch in front of me until the weekend and this is the point where all the annoyances of the world come and bit me in the butt...so what was it this morning? I am glad that you asked.

On my way to work every morning I listen to the radio. Now I listen for the music not the crappy dj's (but that is for another Tuesday). So there I was singing and dancing in the car when a new song came on. I am grooving to the music when I hear sirens. Now I think I am being pulled over due to the fact that I may drive sporadically when dancing and singing to the music so I slow down, look in all the mirrors waiting for the cop to pull me over and bust me. Then suddenly the sirens fade and I realize that it was in the music.

Why or why do you musicians put sirens in your music? It gives us 'normal' folk a small heartache every time we hear your song. I know you are just expressing yourself through the art of mustic but I just don't want to freak out every time your song comes on the radio so please stop putting them in the background.

Now you may be saying to yourself, Kayla, you have to just remember that there is sirens in that song after hearing it about five hundred times on the radio. But I tell you now that no matter how many times that I hear a particular song I never ever remember that it has sirens in the background. So maybe it is just me but now it is another one of my pet peeves.

Jealous

So those of you out there who think I lead a charmed life, I am speaking to the three people who read this blog, you may have to rethink your position.

Although I live in the wonderful state of Oregon, have a great job and am a fabulous knitter the world turned on me yesterday. I know it is hard to believe but on thing after another is turning to poo. It all started with my dogs, both of them, deciding yesterday evening that life would not be complete without a good roll in dead deer. Now I know what you are thinking wow that smell must have been horrible and you would be right. I have never smelt something that vial in...forever.

You will be glad to know that we did wash them and they smell like man soap. (sorry that is all we had) and after washing anything they may have touched the smell is gone...Yippee!!

Hammer Time

So growing up my dad had these gloves...he called them hammer gloves. Whenever he had them on he said it was hammer time. I know it sounds silly but it always made me smile. (and in case you were wondering he was still doing it when I was 15 so it was a long standing joke)...
The gloves themselves were leather with the finger tips cut off. Now it might not have been the most fashionable article of clothing he owned but for some reason I will always remember the hammer gloves.
So when it came into fashion to have mitts (fingerless gloves for you who do not know) I had to knit them and tonight I finished my first one.

Pattern: Fingerless Garter mitts from
Oneskein by: Leigh Radford
Yarn: Natures Palette

Please ignore my man hands. Yes that is right I have man hands and I am sensitive about it. I know it would not seem like that with me posting this for the world to see but there it is...my hands are so big that I had to adjust the patten to fit my man hands...why I do not have dainty fingers I will never know. I will always envy you people with little fingers...
The only complaint is because I am a new knitter (only a few months now) it is not a perfect fit. In the future I will adjust my adjustments for fewer rows so they are a tad tighter but since that is the only thing that went wrong who can complain.
Any who moving on. I really love these. I love them so much that I am typing with one on right now (because I only have one done)...well I am off to cash on its mate so I can fulfill my childhood dreams of having my very own pair of hammer gloves (pink of course)

Here I come Michigan

Do you family remember what I look like? Well if you have been missing me, which lets be honest I know you have because I am rockin. Then you will be happy to know that I got my ticket to come home for Christmas. That is right I am coming back baby...I will be home for ten glorious days. Now I will still have to work a few hours a day to make sure everything is on the up and up but at least I will be home.

Also I am looking forward to all the unlimited knitting time that I am going to have. So excited I can hardly wait...

The furniture saga

This whole thing started when I decided that I wanted new table and chairs for the dining room. Now do not get me wrong I love the oak hand me down table with four chairs (for visual effect we made sure that nothing matched) but it was time that we grew up and got a real dining room set...then the saga began.

So this was about two years ago. I am blessed to have the most picky husband on the planet so the hunt for something we would both agree upon began. After seeing several high priced option I settled on Ikea.

Sidebar. So an annoying thing happened during this shopping extravaganza...why are tables cheep and the chairs outrageous. I would be standing in a store looking at a table saying oh that looks cute and what a steal at $$ but the four chairs are four times the price. Can someone please come out with a bundle deal...or maybe I just never knew that chairs are a big ripe off...

Back to the story at hand. So off we went to go to Ikea and find the table and chairs of our dreams. (well for the next five years or so)...then I found it. It was perfect. So there I was down in the warehouse and they did not have the table or the chairs. I got screwed.

But I am persistent if anything so back I went for the second time. Please keep in mind that this is a two hour drive each way. We checked the stock online they had the product. I was jumping up and down with glee. Then we get there and the harsh truth of online inventory hit us. They only had the table. So we took the table and ran...we would get the chairs another time.

Excited we drove back home and got the table in the house. Assembly is required but we were not scared. We ripped open the box got the parts out and discovered...no screws. And they are not just the kind that you can go to the store and get oh no they are special. So great just great screwed again. (no pun intended) So the after three weeks, lots of complaining I got a package with the screws. Yippee!! The table is together and looks like this... Next on to the chairs and what brought this story on in the first place. The chairs that look like this...

So Jeff was called to Portland today for a meeting and he is stopping to get the chairs. I am so excited that after months of looking at the table and not being able to eat at it that we are going to be able to...So excited in fact that I was jumping up and down...now lets hope that the nice lady on the phone was right when said that the store has twenty...

Also lets hope that the husband has the patience to get through Ikea in one piece. But regardless a real dining room here I come.

New new new...

So this weekend was interesting to say the least...

To start out the weekend we went to Bergs Ski and Snowboard shop here in town. We went in to talk about Cross Country Skies. We are looking at getting the Orbiter by Fisher. However, by the time we left we had gotten new downhill skies. I do not know how that happened except that the sales guy was great. The picture is to come...

Then when we got home I rushed to the mail box and found my new yarn. Now the description said it was a light tan color but it is green. My disappointment is huge but it will still turn out to be a great piece. I think I am going to make this. I hope it comes out as good as in the pictures.

I also started dad's socks...I worked my fingers to the bone and I have hardly gotten ahead. I went to the LYS and got some man color yarn to start. (however due to the selection I am relaying on the fact that he is color blind to help me out...there may be some orange involved in the colorway). I have pictures but due to the pathetic nature of my progress it will have to wait until next time...

So to wrap this up I stated two new projects and bought two new sets of downhill skies...what is wrong with me...I must have to much time on my hands...

P.S. I have not started on any Christmas presents yet...I might be in trouble. I do not think that I will be able to knit them. I need tobecome a little better at the whole knitting thing before I venture on a whole round of presents...but good news is we are starting to look for tickets to come home...if anyone sees a good deal let us know.

Where have I been??

So a few weeks ago I stumbled onto the esty site. Now I am addicted.

The site is made up of several individuals all selling there own handmade goods. It has everything too. So now I can get my craft fair fix without having to fight the crowds.

I really feel like this has been around forever and I had no idea about it. If you have not guessed it by now I am not the most savvy Internet person. I think I am still a little scared I am going to go to a bad site and then my mom is going to find our and I am going to be in trouble.

Any who...Please go and check it out...seriously one of the best sites ever...

Six dollar beers...

So last night the husband decided we should go out to dinner...so there we were at seven thirty at night in a restaurant sitting in the bar section (so he can watch sport and pretend to listen to what I say). So the next logical course of action would be to get a beer...do you have to drink if you are in the bar area...I think it is some unwritten rule...

Then suddenly one of my top ten biggest questions of all time sprang up and hit me in the butt...why the hell do restaurants never post the damn price of beer. Just in case you are thinking it is not on the regular menu but on the bar menu I looked both places...

So what is a girl to do about this great question...well look like cheap and ask the waiter how much it costs. Seriously if I am going to have to do this every time we go out to eat and avoid my husbands six dollar beer freak out (happened two weeks ago and an unnamed national restaurant) then I better grow thicker skin or start a petition...

So what do you think my dear one reader would you sign a petition with me to get the corporate heads to put the price of beer on the menu??