So uhm........ yeah

First of all I'd like to thank the Academy. And of course my cats. It's really such an honour to be given a JenLa award. Hell, it was an honour just to be nominated. You like me!! You really like me!!


Yeah, ok. New year, New blog. I'm packing this one room shit hole up and moving it. I spent ALL DAY today picking just the right theme. I could have been knitting a sock you know. I SHOULD have been knitting that sock. It's for me after all. So bite me...... I'm taking a knit break. Then I'll finish this post.

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Alright. New address. I guess you want a new address. You gonna bring booze or something? Or just a potted plant from the Chevron station.

Here I am!!!

Not knitting but oh well

For those not in the know about Dutch schools...... The kids go home for lunch and a class having 2 teachers isn't unusual.

So yesterday, I go to pick up WeeDutchie for lunch. I'm standing outside the school, shooting the breeze with one of the other mothers and WD's class comes out the door. WD is visibly upset and crying and Juf Brenda is standing right beside him. I go over and he starts telling me about how his arm is hurt and in true kid fashion, gong way too fast. Brenda wants me to go inside and talk about what happened. Between him talking non-stop, and her speaking rapid-fire Dutch even after I ask her to slow down, all I get is that he threw a block at another kid and she wanted him to go back into class to sit in time-out and somehow in all that mess, he hurt his arm.

I can tell him arm is truly hurting, so I take him home, where TallDutchie is at home for the day, so we can get this straight.

After both of us talking with WeeDutchie and TallDutchie calling the school, we get most of the story. Yes, he threw a block at another kid. She took him by the arm to take him into the class and in typical 6 year old fashion, he flopped on the ground. However, she didn't let go of his arm and he proceeded to flop at lease 2 more times. Which then resulted in A DISLOCATED ELBOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

We took him to the doctor and ended up in the ER to get it fixed.

Now I'm fully aware that he was being an ass by flopping. And that kids can move quicker than we can most time. If it had happened on the first flop, I would have chalked it up to pure accident. However, the fact that she KEPT holding on to his arm and was holding on hard enough to dislocate the elbow?? Furious doesn't cover it. I've already been on the phone with the Head and we're having a conference about this Wednesday. If I'm not happy with what I hear, I'll put him in another school ASAP.

Last year, he had a different teacher and I know his behaviour was worse...... and this never happened. I frankly don't want her near my kid anymore. So we'll see what happens Wednesday.

This isn't the best picture but maybe it will give you an idea of the stole border I'm working on. It took a bit of figuring to get it all worked out. But it's a representation of the NEGa Mountains and the trees and the Chattahoochee River.

Beyond that....... I'm not working on squat. I still need to finish that shrug but it's in stockinette hell and I usually work on it at swim lessons.

Open letter to the others in my house.

My dear husband and son,

If I am sitting the love seat with my finger entangled in something the size of a human hair and using little toothpicks...... and you walk up and try to talk to me....... and I start shouting numbers at you..... THEN GO AWAY, I'M COUNTING.

Please tell me why you ALWAYS have earth-shattering news (not) whilst I'm counting? Can it not wait until the end of the damn row? This is a 199 stitch lace pattern in cobweb weight yarn. It's complicated. It's kicking my ass. To add insult to injury, it's my own damn design. But I'm sure it would go better if I could finish a row without being interrupted to help you dry yourself, find your underwear, listen to something funny from a book, answer a question I don't know the answer to, let the cats out, cook, wash your clothes, take you to school..... I don't mind fixing coffee. I can't knit right til I've had my cup anyway. But for the love of all that is holy........ LET ME FINISH THE DAMN ROW BEFORE YOU INTERRUPT.

Love,

Better Half AKA Mom

WIP........ Girlfriend shrug.

Please try not to notice that I took this on my glass coffee table and my floor is dirty and you can see my feet.


This is the Girlfriend Shrug from ........ www.thegarterbelt.com I had to think about that. It's like 7:30 in the morning and I'm still on cup #1 of my morning allowance of coffee.

It's knitted in a fingering/sock weight acrylic yarn on 2.75MM Inox circs. This is a yarn I picked up from a Dutch site similar to Ebay. It's not a bad yarn at all. It's got a touch of shimmer to it. I still hate the never-ending stockinette though. But I'm in the middle of a ton of audio-books..... so it's all good right?
This is the cuff detail. Instead of 1x1 ribbing, I just did it in this slightly sparkly fun-furish stuff. It really doesn't look bad and perfect for a 5 year old blonde darling. I'll also use the black for around the top and bottom of the body-opening. I have to say, this is a well-written, easy to follow pattern. Not too complicated, but not too easy. This would be good for someone wanting to step up from scarves.

Obligatory cat picture. Tillie loves me but wants to kill you. I'm not sure why.

She only likes me. TallDutchie is ok if I'm on the other side of the country or something like that. But she loves me. Her sister not so much.

HAHAHAHAHAHA

Catch up post. part 2

Ok, next project. Please refrain from calling me insanely masochistic at this time. Talk to me next month about that little kink, ok?? Thanks.

Hazel Carter's Shetland Lace Shawl from A Gathering of Lace.

Yeah, that is one hell of a second lace project.

As a matter of fact, it IS knitted in cobweb weight yarn, thanks for pointing that out.

Why yes, it DOES take *2 FUCKING KILOMETERS* of yarn. You're really helping here.

No, I'm sure I didn't need to know that I can walk to the shopping center by my house about 5 times round trip and still probably have yarn left over. Don't you have something to knit? Or spin?

No, I don't have a current picture of my progress, let's just say I'm further behind that I should be and I'm seeing at least one all-nighter.

Yes, I'm knitting on a deadline. I mean, I could TRY to talk to the baby and see if we can delay the grand entrance, but then my Immigration lawyer may not like me any more and THEN what would I do??

Yeah, I see your point. I could be considered insane in most First World Countries. BUT I LIVE IN THE NETHERLANDS!! You think they named this place cause it sounded cool?? Think again, silly human.




This is the closeup of the edging. Being lace, it looks like ass. And that is my petite little red cell phone that *gasp* makes calls and does text messages. AND THAT'S ALL IT DOES. I'm so retro.
I'm getting there. I do like the Jamison and Smith Cobweb though. It's sweeeeeeeeeeet. And Hazel Carter makes the Marquis DeSade look like a limp wristed pantywaist. I love her.

Now, off to go knit spiderwebs with toothpicks.

*SMOOCH*

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