Talking to yarn

Is it a sign of illness when your yarn is talking to you? How about when the yarn wins an argument with you?

An example:
Teresa: Fuzzy green yarn, what do you want to be when you grow up

Fuzzy green yarn: (proudly) SLIPPERS!

Teresa (with a sigh) but I would have to swatch. You sure you don't want to be a scarf?

FGY: SLIPPERS!

Teresa: Lets try a multi directional scarf... You are variegated.. Should look nice (http://douma.net/Karen/knitting/Accessory-Scarves/Multidirectional_Diagonal_Scarf.htm)

FGY: See! I don't have stitch definition, and the variegation isn't enough to pull the scarf off!

Teresa: You just need help... Lets try the white yarn like you.

FGY: Nope, don't want to work with the white.

Teresa: How about the purple like you?

FGY: Kinda like that! Looks like a bruise! Perfect for someone recovering from an illness!

Teresa: *Rips out in disgust*

As you can guess, after several false starts, today we started on slippers.

(http://www.bevscountrycottage.com/maggieslippers.html)

Will post about the Ren Faire on Monday later.

Lions, Tigers and Bears.. OH MY!

Lil bit and I went to the zoo today with friends. I honestly think that she looked upon it as a very long walk. Unless the animals were up close and personal, she pretty much ignored them. The exceptions were in the Children's zoo, where you could pet some of the animals. She tried to grab at a lorakeet that a friend was feeding, and she tried to chase after a goat. All in all, not a bad day.
I am thinking we need more outings, she seemed quite content to ride in her stroller, and eat Cheerios out of the cup holder. As the day got hotter, she would ask for more and more water, but hey, go figure.

Where's the knitting?

You are most likely wondering where the knitting is, given the address, and the description of my blog. Well, I have a confession to make. At this time, the only knitting I have been doing is this:

Those of you that don't knit are shrugging their shoulders, those who do knit are most like likely yelling "MUPPET PELT" at the top of their lungs. When I am overwhelmed, stressed out, or undecided about my next project, I like to do a quick and easy knit to relax me. I honestly do not know what I am going to do next. I don't have much time to knit lately, and and am a slow knitter anyhow. So instant gratification is right up my alley.

I will dig up some FOs so that you can see that I am in fact past the muppet pelt stage... oh, here is one

Ruffles from Scarf Style

Beyond this one short row scarf, you will have to take my word for it until I can round up the Fo's and have a photo shoot.

Two disposable cameras full of pics from Japan are being developed. Who knows when I actually pick them up though.

What's your price? When does the price not matter?

Today after work, I picked up a few things. The budget is tight, so some items I buy store brand. We needed bathroom soap. I saw that they had the foaming kind. SCORE!! Love the foaming kind. I am such a little kid. Then I saw the price was over $3, and the store brand for the normal hand soap was on sale for 91 cents. *pout* Couldn't help it, bought the foaming kind. Which brings me to a question. When does the price not matter? What are the little perks in life you are willing to spend a little more for?
For that matter, what is your price? Let me explain with a confession. Anyone who knows me, I don't eat pork. With a few exceptions (mostly unknowing) I haven't touched it in 13 years. When in Japan, I ate it with a smile on my face. What gives? Well, it seems that my price isn't money, it is a little 89 year old grandma who doesn't speak English, ordering delivery for everyone as soon as they got there. Just couldn't say no to that, or refuse to eat it. Is there something you just won't do? What would it take to get you to do it?

So, how about it? What is your price? When does the price not matter?

Wee Bit and I got home in one peice. The wedding was wonderful. Very simple with mostly modern touches. During the reception the bride and groom were led out of the room, and come back dressed in traditional kimonos. I really wish that we could have stayed a bit longer, I would have liked to seen more, and spent more time with Hubby's family. Wee bit deserves a medal for what a good baby she was. Pictures? Well, I didn't take the digital, and I am horible with getting film diveloped. I should have them done by June.
I gave out hand knitted projects as presents to Hubby's grandmother and aunts. No pics of them at all, sorry :(
LOL, sorry, what a horrible blogger I am going to be! Will do better later, I promise.
I hope that the pic of the presents given to me by family helps a little bit. Ignore the automatic time stamp on the pic, it is wrong. I have now fixed the camera, but can't figure how to change the pic out now.

Towel from Hubby's grandmother, scarf and fan from his aunts, and chopsticks from me, because I learned how to use them!