Just got home from seeing the Scissor Sisters.
One of the best nights of my life. Definately a highlight of 2006. You really can't beat seeing this band in San Francisco.. except maybe seeing them in London...
The whole joint was rocking.
It was exactly what the doctor ordered for this ridiculously stressful week:
a Maker's Mark and coke, my husband smiling, and the show of the week.
Simply put, I boogied my troubles away, something I haven't done since I was 22.
Oh to be 22 and irresponsible again.
Give me 10 years and I'll say "oh to be 28 and irresponsible again" because really, irresponsibility is relative.
good night
GG
Saturday, September 30, 2006
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
Strange Cat
The cat can be snoring asleep. But when I go to take a shower, she wakes up and just sits in the bathroom and watches.
Is she astounded that I can tolerate the water torture?
Or is she desperately thirsty?
Sometimes she paws at the shower door as if she wants to come in, but when I open the door she runs away.
I think she's just trying to mess with my head.
GG
Is she astounded that I can tolerate the water torture?
Or is she desperately thirsty?
Sometimes she paws at the shower door as if she wants to come in, but when I open the door she runs away.
I think she's just trying to mess with my head.
GG
Monday, September 25, 2006
Next time, at the Comic Book Shop
I'll be purchasing the Graphic Novel version of the 9/11 Report.
2 more trades of Transmet
and
2 more trades of Fables.
PS: to whoever spat their chewing gum on my recently replaced windshield: YUCK!!!!!!
Instant Karma is gonna get you. With thanks to John Lennon.
Instant Karma's gonna get you,
Gonna knock you right on the head,
You better get yourself together,
Pretty soon you're gonna be dead,
What in the world you thinking of,
Laughing in the face of love,
What on earth you tryin' to do,
It's up to you, yeah you.
Instant Karma's gonna get you,
Gonna look you right in the face,
Better get yourself together darlin',
Join the human race,
How in the world you gonna see,
Laughin' at fools like me,
Who on earth d'you think you are,
A super star,
Well, right you are.
Well we all shine on,
Like the moon and the stars and the sun,
Well we all shine on,
Ev'ryone come on.
Instant Karma's gonna get you,
Gonna knock you off your feet,
Better recognize your brothers,
Ev'ryone you meet,
Why in the world are we here,
Surely not to live in pain and fear,
Why on earth are you there,
When you're ev'rywhere,
Come and get your share.
Well we all shine on,
Like the moon and the stars and the sun,
Yeah we all shine on,
Come on and on and on on on,
Yeah yeah, alright, uh huh, ah-.
Well we all shine on,
Like the moon and the stars and the sun,
Yeah we all shine on,
On and on and on on and on.
Well we all shine on,
Like the moon and the stars and the sun.
Well we all shine on,
Like the moon and the stars and the sun.
Well we all shine on,
Like the moon and the stars and the sun.
Yeah we all shine on,
Like the moon and the stars and the sun.
2 more trades of Transmet
and
2 more trades of Fables.
PS: to whoever spat their chewing gum on my recently replaced windshield: YUCK!!!!!!
Instant Karma is gonna get you. With thanks to John Lennon.
Instant Karma's gonna get you,
Gonna knock you right on the head,
You better get yourself together,
Pretty soon you're gonna be dead,
What in the world you thinking of,
Laughing in the face of love,
What on earth you tryin' to do,
It's up to you, yeah you.
Instant Karma's gonna get you,
Gonna look you right in the face,
Better get yourself together darlin',
Join the human race,
How in the world you gonna see,
Laughin' at fools like me,
Who on earth d'you think you are,
A super star,
Well, right you are.
Well we all shine on,
Like the moon and the stars and the sun,
Well we all shine on,
Ev'ryone come on.
Instant Karma's gonna get you,
Gonna knock you off your feet,
Better recognize your brothers,
Ev'ryone you meet,
Why in the world are we here,
Surely not to live in pain and fear,
Why on earth are you there,
When you're ev'rywhere,
Come and get your share.
Well we all shine on,
Like the moon and the stars and the sun,
Yeah we all shine on,
Come on and on and on on on,
Yeah yeah, alright, uh huh, ah-.
Well we all shine on,
Like the moon and the stars and the sun,
Yeah we all shine on,
On and on and on on and on.
Well we all shine on,
Like the moon and the stars and the sun.
Well we all shine on,
Like the moon and the stars and the sun.
Well we all shine on,
Like the moon and the stars and the sun.
Yeah we all shine on,
Like the moon and the stars and the sun.
Sunday, September 24, 2006
Have you ever heard of this?
My cat is crazy for dryer sheets.
Whenever I fold laundry I have to be extra careful to throw away any of the used dryer sheets because my cat is addicted to them.
Tonight I left one behind and she rooted it out and spent the evening rolling around the carpet with her dryer sheet. You'd think it was cat nip with the way she clutched it with her paws. Mr. G had to fight to get it back.
GG
Whenever I fold laundry I have to be extra careful to throw away any of the used dryer sheets because my cat is addicted to them.
Tonight I left one behind and she rooted it out and spent the evening rolling around the carpet with her dryer sheet. You'd think it was cat nip with the way she clutched it with her paws. Mr. G had to fight to get it back.
GG
Friday, September 22, 2006
When in doubt, sing the Beatles
Someone once told me that he doesn't read blogs because there's too much complaining.
And yes, occasionally that's true. In some cases I have deleted blogs off my bloglines because people couldn't get off their complaining trips. Secret Pals that don't come through. Knitting patterns that are wrong. Presidents that don't satisfy. Some people like to go on forever. Perhaps it's more affordable than a shrink.
Right now I have a lot to be upset about. But I really don't want to share the details with you.
1) for privacy reasons
2) it's unbecoming
3) it's really not all that interesting
What I do want to share is that when things get cruddy, you just have to grab onto something, heck, anything that can raise your spirits.
For me it's the Beatles. Specifically the song Help. It reminds me that yes, things suck, but they suck momentarily.
Because all things will pass. And help is on the way.
Actually Let It Be makes me feel a lot better too. And I don't even have to listen to it. I have an automatic Beatles jukebox in my head. Perhaps from my parents playing the oldies station on the radio as a child. Which is probably why it's such a comfort when I'm in need.
Of course it also doesn't hurt to soak in the tub with a glass of wine and the Knit Picks and Patternworks catalogs.
Like they say; knitting is cheaper than therapy.
Maybe you'll see me at Marin Fiber Arts. Lord knows Warren has practically anything you could possibly want from those catalogs for you to view in person. Me, I'm eyeing the Reynolds Whiske (either in America or Tennessee), Lorna's Laces Worsted in Desert Flower, and some lace weight yarn whose name eludes me. And there have been sock yarns that have been calling my name, but I seriously do not have enough feet to cover with all of the sock yarn I already have. I don't have twenty legs or anything. Nor would I want them.
Now there's a dilemna I'm thankful that's not my problem.
Grenadine Girl
And yes, occasionally that's true. In some cases I have deleted blogs off my bloglines because people couldn't get off their complaining trips. Secret Pals that don't come through. Knitting patterns that are wrong. Presidents that don't satisfy. Some people like to go on forever. Perhaps it's more affordable than a shrink.
Right now I have a lot to be upset about. But I really don't want to share the details with you.
1) for privacy reasons
2) it's unbecoming
3) it's really not all that interesting
What I do want to share is that when things get cruddy, you just have to grab onto something, heck, anything that can raise your spirits.
For me it's the Beatles. Specifically the song Help. It reminds me that yes, things suck, but they suck momentarily.
Because all things will pass. And help is on the way.
Actually Let It Be makes me feel a lot better too. And I don't even have to listen to it. I have an automatic Beatles jukebox in my head. Perhaps from my parents playing the oldies station on the radio as a child. Which is probably why it's such a comfort when I'm in need.
Of course it also doesn't hurt to soak in the tub with a glass of wine and the Knit Picks and Patternworks catalogs.
Like they say; knitting is cheaper than therapy.
Maybe you'll see me at Marin Fiber Arts. Lord knows Warren has practically anything you could possibly want from those catalogs for you to view in person. Me, I'm eyeing the Reynolds Whiske (either in America or Tennessee), Lorna's Laces Worsted in Desert Flower, and some lace weight yarn whose name eludes me. And there have been sock yarns that have been calling my name, but I seriously do not have enough feet to cover with all of the sock yarn I already have. I don't have twenty legs or anything. Nor would I want them.
Now there's a dilemna I'm thankful that's not my problem.
Grenadine Girl
Sunday, September 17, 2006
Just a Quick Note Before Dinner...
I went all martha stewart today. Dinner will be broiled tri-tip, corn fritters and bean salad.
And I knit til the cows came home (or at least until Mr. G came home from the gym)
I got to the armhole decreases on the back of the Central Park hoodie.
I finished all of the knitting on the knitty submission I'm working on. Just need to do some last minute embroidery and then actually write the pattern in time for the October deadline.
And I knit through another ball on the clapotis I'm making in Crystal Palace creme.
Despite feeling lazy and slightly guilty for knitting all weekend. One could say that I got a lot done.
I mean. I even managed to make a chicken soup yesterday.
I'm just going to sit here and pat myself on the back.
pat pat pat.
GG
PS: not to forget my geeky side, I did roll my new gnome rogue for the all girl campaign that starts next week.
And I knit til the cows came home (or at least until Mr. G came home from the gym)
I got to the armhole decreases on the back of the Central Park hoodie.
I finished all of the knitting on the knitty submission I'm working on. Just need to do some last minute embroidery and then actually write the pattern in time for the October deadline.
And I knit through another ball on the clapotis I'm making in Crystal Palace creme.
Despite feeling lazy and slightly guilty for knitting all weekend. One could say that I got a lot done.
I mean. I even managed to make a chicken soup yesterday.
I'm just going to sit here and pat myself on the back.
pat pat pat.
GG
PS: not to forget my geeky side, I did roll my new gnome rogue for the all girl campaign that starts next week.
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
I think I may have been losing it there...
I had a dream this morning.
I was driving down the freeway and there was this ouija board on the side of the road, stuck in some vines. Then all of a sudden I was on some beach next to a heroin-addicted hobbit.
but then I realized I wasn't dreaming and I was actually just stuck in traffic.
Think I've been watching a little too much Lost.
You think?
GG
I was driving down the freeway and there was this ouija board on the side of the road, stuck in some vines. Then all of a sudden I was on some beach next to a heroin-addicted hobbit.
but then I realized I wasn't dreaming and I was actually just stuck in traffic.
Think I've been watching a little too much Lost.
You think?
GG
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Getting Back Into the Swing of Things
Autumn has come early here in Northern California. Although I should have written that a week ago when everything was cooling off. The morning air was crisp and in the evenings I was tempted to light a fire in the fireplace. But today the sun is back and we're expected to have a hot day. Actually that's pretty typical for us we don't really cool off entirely until mid October. Perhaps I'm just anxious for the cooler rainy days where knitting is entirely acceptable to do all weekend long.
As if I've been terribly active this summer anyway. Aside from the comic booking and the gaming I've been catching up on my quality televison. Mr G and I are flying through the first and second seasons of Lost to make it in time for the October premier of the third season. Next week season 2.5 of Battlestar Galactica comes out on dvd so we can get fully caught up with that too. The only downside about all of these new seasons coming out is that I'm going to have to watch the new shows with commercials. YUCK.
On the plus side those commercials will be good times to focus on my knitting.
What can I say? Always look on the bright side of life*.
Grenadine Girl
*(extra points for you if you can sing the song associated with that phrase)
As if I've been terribly active this summer anyway. Aside from the comic booking and the gaming I've been catching up on my quality televison. Mr G and I are flying through the first and second seasons of Lost to make it in time for the October premier of the third season. Next week season 2.5 of Battlestar Galactica comes out on dvd so we can get fully caught up with that too. The only downside about all of these new seasons coming out is that I'm going to have to watch the new shows with commercials. YUCK.
On the plus side those commercials will be good times to focus on my knitting.
What can I say? Always look on the bright side of life*.
Grenadine Girl
*(extra points for you if you can sing the song associated with that phrase)
Sunday, September 10, 2006
The Gig Is Up
Alright alright I confess!
I'm a total geek.
I was at a party and somebody pointed out to me that I was a knitting geek. I didn't even know that there was such a thing, but apparently my obsession with knitting, knowledge of techniques, and hoarding of yarn is geeky. Since this was brought to my attention, I thought why not take on other geeky obsessions? I already watch a lot of Sci Fi -battlestar galactica anyone? And I used to read comic books in high school...
So leave it to my friend Izzy to reawaken my geeky side. Not only have I returned to the comic book store, but gasp! I have also started gaming. And I mean gaming of the d&d variety.
Which is why I haven't been blogging of late. I've had to get tutored on all this dnd stuff. And I've been reading some comic books. Back in my day I loved Bitchy Bitch, but nowadays I'm reading Fables, Bumperboy, Little Star, Chances Are and some others that I can't remember.
I also read Continuity, which rocked. If you like Ursula K LeGuin's The Lathe of Heaven, you'll like Continuity.
But the reason why I've diversified my interests is that they are all compatable with knitting. I knit too much to read actual books (and I don't like most of the fiction written these days) and I can knit during a dnd campaign. Did I mention that I"ve only been playing a month and I'm now with 3 different campaigns? Oy vey I don't know how I'll keep all of my characters straight!
But still I knit on. I'm working on the Central Park Hoodie from this season's Knit Scene with some Rowan Yorkshire Tweed. And there's yet another gift that I'm knitting that I can't share with you. All I'll say is that I'm knitting with Crystal Palace Creme in Periwinkle and it's yummy. A very soft wool silk blend with a nice sheen.
Grenadine Girl
I'm a total geek.
I was at a party and somebody pointed out to me that I was a knitting geek. I didn't even know that there was such a thing, but apparently my obsession with knitting, knowledge of techniques, and hoarding of yarn is geeky. Since this was brought to my attention, I thought why not take on other geeky obsessions? I already watch a lot of Sci Fi -battlestar galactica anyone? And I used to read comic books in high school...
So leave it to my friend Izzy to reawaken my geeky side. Not only have I returned to the comic book store, but gasp! I have also started gaming. And I mean gaming of the d&d variety.
Which is why I haven't been blogging of late. I've had to get tutored on all this dnd stuff. And I've been reading some comic books. Back in my day I loved Bitchy Bitch, but nowadays I'm reading Fables, Bumperboy, Little Star, Chances Are and some others that I can't remember.
I also read Continuity, which rocked. If you like Ursula K LeGuin's The Lathe of Heaven, you'll like Continuity.
But the reason why I've diversified my interests is that they are all compatable with knitting. I knit too much to read actual books (and I don't like most of the fiction written these days) and I can knit during a dnd campaign. Did I mention that I"ve only been playing a month and I'm now with 3 different campaigns? Oy vey I don't know how I'll keep all of my characters straight!
But still I knit on. I'm working on the Central Park Hoodie from this season's Knit Scene with some Rowan Yorkshire Tweed. And there's yet another gift that I'm knitting that I can't share with you. All I'll say is that I'm knitting with Crystal Palace Creme in Periwinkle and it's yummy. A very soft wool silk blend with a nice sheen.
Grenadine Girl
Friday, September 08, 2006
Monday, July 31, 2006
Must not buy. Put the Silk Wool Blend Down.
Ladies and Gentlemen,
There was a yarn sale at Warren's last weekend. Yeah I know: danger. I'm not allowed to buy anymore yarn for the rest of the year. How can I resist 30% off ALL YARN. Well I took my mom for moral support because she didn't have the same self-imposed yarn restriction. And she did find her favorite yarn to make hats.
But then nobody had bought the Lorna's Laces Lion and Lamb in Vera, my FAVORITE lorna's colorway. And I did want to make a clapotis with it, and I held four skeins of the yarn (30% off, that's like one skein for FREE!). But I maintained my composure.
Somewhere there will always be Lorna's Lion and Lamb in Vera for me to buy when I'm ready for it. And I will feel that much better knowing I waited. In fact I'm appreciating the anticipation.
There just better be some LLL in Vera for me when I'm ready...
And my conscience loves me for it.
feeling better
GG
There was a yarn sale at Warren's last weekend. Yeah I know: danger. I'm not allowed to buy anymore yarn for the rest of the year. How can I resist 30% off ALL YARN. Well I took my mom for moral support because she didn't have the same self-imposed yarn restriction. And she did find her favorite yarn to make hats.
But then nobody had bought the Lorna's Laces Lion and Lamb in Vera, my FAVORITE lorna's colorway. And I did want to make a clapotis with it, and I held four skeins of the yarn (30% off, that's like one skein for FREE!). But I maintained my composure.
Somewhere there will always be Lorna's Lion and Lamb in Vera for me to buy when I'm ready for it. And I will feel that much better knowing I waited. In fact I'm appreciating the anticipation.
There just better be some LLL in Vera for me when I'm ready...
And my conscience loves me for it.
feeling better
GG
Friday, July 28, 2006
Hodge Podge
Hey check it out. Crystal Palace has a blog.
You may not know that I'm entirely OBSESSED with Crystal Palace Cotton Chenille. It was one of my favorite yarns from the very beginning. In fact I don't know another yarn that I use more regularly. Its my go-to yarn for gifts. You wouldn't know it from it's fuzzy appearance, but it's quite versatile and you can make a fancy shmancy handmade gift with just one skein. Washcloths, baby hats, socks, baby anything really. The only other yarn I could possibly appreciate as much is Cascade Fixation or Cascade 220. I made my first complicated scarf (wavy from Knitty) in cream colored 220. It's really bizarre because I think their 220 is a little bit different than it used to be. I thought about buying some recently, but it seemed much rougher than I remembered. Maybe I'm wrong, maybe I just said that to myself to prevent Yet Another Yarn Purchase (aka YAYP).
Just so you know I am not allowed to buy anymore yarn this year. it's obscene the amount of yarn I have and it would be a crime for me to buy more, especially since I work for a yarn company. Unless somebody can give me specifics on my future reincarnation so I know how to address my leftover yarn, I will not be able to knit my current stash in this lifetime. OK well, at least not within the next 5 years.
Not to rub it in anyone's faces, but I had a fabulous day at work again. An overseas supplier came to visit and brought gifts, specifically the first samples of a new yarn.... it's so yummy! And there's nothing like it.. I would tell you more but I don't want to get in trouble. Let's just say that it's like walking on air, or walking on sunshine or strolling on cloud nine. Soft! Soft! Soft! Yarn!
let's see what else is new. I tried intarsia knitting and my bad, I knit an entire repeat on a scarf in the wrong gauge. It was much too tight and the image looked like someone had stretched it like saltwater taffy. Not a nice effect that. It's sort of like the Nicole Richie post-suspicious-conspicuous-weight-loss photo. So I'm trying again with larger needles.
This intarsia project is actually something of my own design, knitted with Jo Sharp DK wool (another favorite yarn). It's a series of violet magnolia blossoms and either I can't draw or something b/c the finished effect isn't quite what I envisioned, which as an aspiring kntting pattern designer is quite frustrating. Designing a pattern is a different kind of knitting entirely. I suppose I should latch on to the unknown. And be pleasantly surprised when I finally get something right. It's going to take a while.
And most of the stuff I've been knitting these days have been gifts, which means I haven't been photographing the progress. Which means my blog has been pretty boring of late. And I actually finished the sweater for Mr. G, but I fubar'd it and it's now the perfect size for me. Oh well. Izzy says that it looks cute, which I appreciate, but I fear that it has now become my video-gaming sweater. I have a bizarre outfit I wear in the winter, when my uninsulated house is freezing cold. It is my handknit hat, glovelets, and now my new sweater. None of these pieces match each other, and somehow I look like a refugee from the fabulous yarn company's trunk show closet, but I don't care because the only people who see me like this are the pizza delivery man and my husband. It is this outfit I wear in the winter while I play video games (usually Baldur's Gate). it's sort of like my costume. It helps me get into character when I'm ready for a new mission. I should really put that outfit on an make it my new profile photo...
Anyhoo I'm currently in my sleeping costume and I'm tired, so I'm going to sleep.
Good night.
GG
You may not know that I'm entirely OBSESSED with Crystal Palace Cotton Chenille. It was one of my favorite yarns from the very beginning. In fact I don't know another yarn that I use more regularly. Its my go-to yarn for gifts. You wouldn't know it from it's fuzzy appearance, but it's quite versatile and you can make a fancy shmancy handmade gift with just one skein. Washcloths, baby hats, socks, baby anything really. The only other yarn I could possibly appreciate as much is Cascade Fixation or Cascade 220. I made my first complicated scarf (wavy from Knitty) in cream colored 220. It's really bizarre because I think their 220 is a little bit different than it used to be. I thought about buying some recently, but it seemed much rougher than I remembered. Maybe I'm wrong, maybe I just said that to myself to prevent Yet Another Yarn Purchase (aka YAYP).
Just so you know I am not allowed to buy anymore yarn this year. it's obscene the amount of yarn I have and it would be a crime for me to buy more, especially since I work for a yarn company. Unless somebody can give me specifics on my future reincarnation so I know how to address my leftover yarn, I will not be able to knit my current stash in this lifetime. OK well, at least not within the next 5 years.
Not to rub it in anyone's faces, but I had a fabulous day at work again. An overseas supplier came to visit and brought gifts, specifically the first samples of a new yarn.... it's so yummy! And there's nothing like it.. I would tell you more but I don't want to get in trouble. Let's just say that it's like walking on air, or walking on sunshine or strolling on cloud nine. Soft! Soft! Soft! Yarn!
let's see what else is new. I tried intarsia knitting and my bad, I knit an entire repeat on a scarf in the wrong gauge. It was much too tight and the image looked like someone had stretched it like saltwater taffy. Not a nice effect that. It's sort of like the Nicole Richie post-suspicious-conspicuous-weight-loss photo. So I'm trying again with larger needles.
This intarsia project is actually something of my own design, knitted with Jo Sharp DK wool (another favorite yarn). It's a series of violet magnolia blossoms and either I can't draw or something b/c the finished effect isn't quite what I envisioned, which as an aspiring kntting pattern designer is quite frustrating. Designing a pattern is a different kind of knitting entirely. I suppose I should latch on to the unknown. And be pleasantly surprised when I finally get something right. It's going to take a while.
And most of the stuff I've been knitting these days have been gifts, which means I haven't been photographing the progress. Which means my blog has been pretty boring of late. And I actually finished the sweater for Mr. G, but I fubar'd it and it's now the perfect size for me. Oh well. Izzy says that it looks cute, which I appreciate, but I fear that it has now become my video-gaming sweater. I have a bizarre outfit I wear in the winter, when my uninsulated house is freezing cold. It is my handknit hat, glovelets, and now my new sweater. None of these pieces match each other, and somehow I look like a refugee from the fabulous yarn company's trunk show closet, but I don't care because the only people who see me like this are the pizza delivery man and my husband. It is this outfit I wear in the winter while I play video games (usually Baldur's Gate). it's sort of like my costume. It helps me get into character when I'm ready for a new mission. I should really put that outfit on an make it my new profile photo...
Anyhoo I'm currently in my sleeping costume and I'm tired, so I'm going to sleep.
Good night.
GG
Friday, July 21, 2006
Ewe.
Giving new meaning to "touchy feely American"
I'm totally grossed out.
Gross!!!!
Too bad SNL is in the off-season.
Grenadine Girl
I'm totally grossed out.
Gross!!!!
Too bad SNL is in the off-season.
Grenadine Girl
Friday, July 14, 2006
Faith
Hi there friends.
I got the lovliest comment from this cool guy Mark from England.
He's inspired me to think about my spiritual side today. Since I live in the San Francisco Bay area there are a lot of people who think I'm totally without faith, or entirely disrespectful of it. However they couldn't be further from the truth.
I spent a lot of time in church throughout my childhood and teenaged years and I embrace much of what religion teaches us, however I could never accept the singularity of Christianity, that the bible's god is the one true god. And I've found that at least in the US, Christianity is often used by people as an excuse to judge.
However this cool guy Mark embraces everything I've ever admired about Christianity -love and brotherhood. He's all about spreading the love. Unconditional simple love. It's the closest that anyone has gotten me to going back to church in years.
We need more of that in this world.
I'm one of those crazy people who loves to talk about religion, which is one of the most taboo subjects in polite conversation. I am fascinated by peoples beliefs. However I do have a difficult time when people start wars in god's name. I'm not convinced that god ever wants us to do harm to one another or to the earth. BTW I just say god for lack of a better word. I find it more fitting to appreciate existance of the universe, to appreciate the uncertainty of how/why we came to exist and simply enjoy it for what it is, which is a form of love in itself. I can't really categorize what kind of belief that is. I'm not really atheistic because I can accept the idea that there might be a god/gods out there, but I'm not really agnostic either because I don't really belong to a church. I refuse to cut out any possibilities when it comes to the origins of the universe.
I think I'm a universalist. The universe is here, I live in it and it's beautiful and I love it.
The only sure thing in life is death, and that's where I'll find all of the world's secrets.
Hopefully not any time soon.
Keep on loving,
Grenadine Girl
I got the lovliest comment from this cool guy Mark from England.
He's inspired me to think about my spiritual side today. Since I live in the San Francisco Bay area there are a lot of people who think I'm totally without faith, or entirely disrespectful of it. However they couldn't be further from the truth.
I spent a lot of time in church throughout my childhood and teenaged years and I embrace much of what religion teaches us, however I could never accept the singularity of Christianity, that the bible's god is the one true god. And I've found that at least in the US, Christianity is often used by people as an excuse to judge.
However this cool guy Mark embraces everything I've ever admired about Christianity -love and brotherhood. He's all about spreading the love. Unconditional simple love. It's the closest that anyone has gotten me to going back to church in years.
We need more of that in this world.
I'm one of those crazy people who loves to talk about religion, which is one of the most taboo subjects in polite conversation. I am fascinated by peoples beliefs. However I do have a difficult time when people start wars in god's name. I'm not convinced that god ever wants us to do harm to one another or to the earth. BTW I just say god for lack of a better word. I find it more fitting to appreciate existance of the universe, to appreciate the uncertainty of how/why we came to exist and simply enjoy it for what it is, which is a form of love in itself. I can't really categorize what kind of belief that is. I'm not really atheistic because I can accept the idea that there might be a god/gods out there, but I'm not really agnostic either because I don't really belong to a church. I refuse to cut out any possibilities when it comes to the origins of the universe.
I think I'm a universalist. The universe is here, I live in it and it's beautiful and I love it.
The only sure thing in life is death, and that's where I'll find all of the world's secrets.
Hopefully not any time soon.
Keep on loving,
Grenadine Girl
Thursday, June 29, 2006
I love my job.
See this truck?
It's full of yarn.
My job: to help unload the yarn so that you, my fellow knitters can make beeeautiful things.
You want to be exhilirated. Try signing for a 3500 kg container of yarn! Man I never thought signing my name to something would be so exciting!
They must all think I'm crazy....
GG
It's full of yarn.
My job: to help unload the yarn so that you, my fellow knitters can make beeeautiful things.
You want to be exhilirated. Try signing for a 3500 kg container of yarn! Man I never thought signing my name to something would be so exciting!
They must all think I'm crazy....
GG
Thursday, June 22, 2006
Help
OK. I've not been home during the weekend for the last two weekends.
I feel so behind in everything.
Laundry, cleaning, car maintenance, health insurance.
yuck.
And it's record high hot around here so the only thing I feel compelled to do is make fruity iced beverages.
GG
I feel so behind in everything.
Laundry, cleaning, car maintenance, health insurance.
yuck.
And it's record high hot around here so the only thing I feel compelled to do is make fruity iced beverages.
GG
Sunday, June 18, 2006
And now a non-tnna post
You would think I've been in hibernation since I came back from tnna. It kind of does take a wee to get back to normal.
But then Mr. G and I have to go out of town to my brother's graduation. Good times were had by all. There was the watching of world cup soccer USA v Italy at a pub. Awesome crowd, pleasing result. And beer. It's been a while since I've had beer. Oddly enough, I haven't felt more American ever routing for USA in the World Cup. It's the only time I've thought about being american without being entirely ashamed by the Iraq Debacle. Watching all these international teams, playing by rules and uniting world inspires me.
Allow me to reiterate: Peace is entirely possible. Only one thing needs to happen to promote peace: no more killing people.
It's that simple.
But back to the graduation. Brother G got a degree in Japanese. We feted him at dinner and toasted his success. And then we got some exciting news: Brother G is engaged! Yay! I'm going to have another sister-in-law!!!
and there's a good chance that I'm going to have to go to Japan for the wedding.
And you know I love any excuse to travel.
I think I smell a round the world ticket in my future!
so many congratulations for brother G and Sister E.
But back to the world cup. I'm going for France, USA, and Australia and now Japan. Funny how when my family grows, so do my favorite international soccer teams.
Another little note. I'm totally disorganized. My office is a mess and it's so underused that Mr. G is threatening to turn it into a guest room/library. To which I ask "but what about my yarn!!!???"
eeek!
GG
PS also a very happy father's day to my dad who I got to sit with at dinner both Friday and Saturday. I hope he's had a great day we've had a beautiful family weekend.
love too you all
GG
But then Mr. G and I have to go out of town to my brother's graduation. Good times were had by all. There was the watching of world cup soccer USA v Italy at a pub. Awesome crowd, pleasing result. And beer. It's been a while since I've had beer. Oddly enough, I haven't felt more American ever routing for USA in the World Cup. It's the only time I've thought about being american without being entirely ashamed by the Iraq Debacle. Watching all these international teams, playing by rules and uniting world inspires me.
Allow me to reiterate: Peace is entirely possible. Only one thing needs to happen to promote peace: no more killing people.
It's that simple.
But back to the graduation. Brother G got a degree in Japanese. We feted him at dinner and toasted his success. And then we got some exciting news: Brother G is engaged! Yay! I'm going to have another sister-in-law!!!
and there's a good chance that I'm going to have to go to Japan for the wedding.
And you know I love any excuse to travel.
I think I smell a round the world ticket in my future!
so many congratulations for brother G and Sister E.
But back to the world cup. I'm going for France, USA, and Australia and now Japan. Funny how when my family grows, so do my favorite international soccer teams.
Another little note. I'm totally disorganized. My office is a mess and it's so underused that Mr. G is threatening to turn it into a guest room/library. To which I ask "but what about my yarn!!!???"
eeek!
GG
PS also a very happy father's day to my dad who I got to sit with at dinner both Friday and Saturday. I hope he's had a great day we've had a beautiful family weekend.
love too you all
GG
Friday, June 16, 2006
Yarnia 8 - King Yarnthur and The Knits of the Round Table
For those of you who are keeping track we're still only on day 2, the first day of the actual convention. According to the knit-nighters at Marin Fiber Arts I'm writing a small novel.
But that's because so many fabulous and funny things happened to us on our trip. If it wasn't so action-packed there wouldn't be so much to write!
Aside from the yarn, getting to know Warren has been one of the most interesting things about the trip. Together, Warren and I can get pretty goofy, especially when fatigue sets in.
I know this may be hard for you to believe, but there is only so much yarn that a person can see in one day.
I know. Blasphemy.
Sad but true, we became overwhelmed by yarn and other knitting products. Even more overwhelming was the fact that we were supposed to go home the next day and we were no where near ready to make any actual purchasing decisions. OK, so we bought some buttons, but buttons alone a yarn shop does not make.
There were four knitting bag vendors to choose from and we could only take two. Warren wanted to introduce another hand dyed yarn, but which one? And we don't even want to get started about the Karabella booth.
As to the buttons. We purchased a bunch of buttons from the button lady at. She is a one woman workshop of ceramic buttons. My personal favorite are the coin-pressed buttons. She takes coins from around the world and impresses them into the clay, and glazes them with your chosen color. Perfect for that manly sweater that we won't mention that's waiting to be seamed in the craft ( a.k.a.junk) room. Anyhoo, the lady was missing a coin from Australia, and by some crazy twist of fate I had an Aussie 20 cent coin hanging out in my bag.
Shortly thereafter, we went to the GGH booth. Where they have multiple boxes of buttons to examine. At this point, Warren was at a level four goofiness, with level 5 in sight. This means that Warren has seen too much yarn, hasn't slept very well and is in need of food and beverage.
This was the level that Warren was at when choosing buttons. It was all the more difficult because there were so many to choose from. Being the assistant, it was my job to keep Warren on task. Thus I presented page after page of buttons. And Warren would put them in one of two piles, LOVE IT or HATE IT. I felt like a page at court, showing the king a selection of fabric or food for his approval. Sometimes I would purposely choose something I knew he would hate, and he would look at me with disapproval "how could you even think I would sell this in MY store?". Thus I came up with Warren's new nickname: Napoleyarn.
Warren didn't like that much.
He thought King Yarnthur was better. Hey he's the king, who am I to argue?
I suppose that would make the knit-nighters the Knits of the Yarn Table.
hardy har har.
Grenadine Girl
But that's because so many fabulous and funny things happened to us on our trip. If it wasn't so action-packed there wouldn't be so much to write!
Aside from the yarn, getting to know Warren has been one of the most interesting things about the trip. Together, Warren and I can get pretty goofy, especially when fatigue sets in.
I know this may be hard for you to believe, but there is only so much yarn that a person can see in one day.
I know. Blasphemy.
Sad but true, we became overwhelmed by yarn and other knitting products. Even more overwhelming was the fact that we were supposed to go home the next day and we were no where near ready to make any actual purchasing decisions. OK, so we bought some buttons, but buttons alone a yarn shop does not make.
There were four knitting bag vendors to choose from and we could only take two. Warren wanted to introduce another hand dyed yarn, but which one? And we don't even want to get started about the Karabella booth.
As to the buttons. We purchased a bunch of buttons from the button lady at. She is a one woman workshop of ceramic buttons. My personal favorite are the coin-pressed buttons. She takes coins from around the world and impresses them into the clay, and glazes them with your chosen color. Perfect for that manly sweater that we won't mention that's waiting to be seamed in the craft ( a.k.a.junk) room. Anyhoo, the lady was missing a coin from Australia, and by some crazy twist of fate I had an Aussie 20 cent coin hanging out in my bag.
Shortly thereafter, we went to the GGH booth. Where they have multiple boxes of buttons to examine. At this point, Warren was at a level four goofiness, with level 5 in sight. This means that Warren has seen too much yarn, hasn't slept very well and is in need of food and beverage.
This was the level that Warren was at when choosing buttons. It was all the more difficult because there were so many to choose from. Being the assistant, it was my job to keep Warren on task. Thus I presented page after page of buttons. And Warren would put them in one of two piles, LOVE IT or HATE IT. I felt like a page at court, showing the king a selection of fabric or food for his approval. Sometimes I would purposely choose something I knew he would hate, and he would look at me with disapproval "how could you even think I would sell this in MY store?". Thus I came up with Warren's new nickname: Napoleyarn.
Warren didn't like that much.
He thought King Yarnthur was better. Hey he's the king, who am I to argue?
I suppose that would make the knit-nighters the Knits of the Yarn Table.
hardy har har.
Grenadine Girl
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