This blog is mostly going to be my little place to talk about the novel I am writing. Which is why I stole a quote from one of my favorite tv shows, as this novel I am writing, I plan to finish, and at times.. it feels like an impossible thing. Also this is to journal my move to the UK, and starting my own business as an Indie Yarn Dyer

Posts tagged “Ravelympics

Happy Hearts Casino, Great Big Sea, and Ravelympics

Well, it looks like the majority of people decided on “Happy Hearts Casino”, so… I’m gonna go with that.

It works for me.

While the Olympics were happening, there was something in the knitting community known as the Ravelympics. There was also the Knitting Olympics hosted by the Yarn Harlot, and then several other events put on by various groups.  I only participated in the Ravelympics.

I was on the fence about claiming victory though. My goal, was simply to work on my Doomsday Cardi.

Having to rip it out and start over, my mental goal was to at least get back to where I had stopped. Which I did. So technically my goal was accomplished, and I get the gold medal.

Or a shiny Bob pin.  Having been on the fence though, and broke.. I did not get my pin.

I decided today to add myself to the notify list when the next batch of pins come in. I decided that since it’ll be 4 years before the next Winter Games, I should just jump on my accomplishment now.  For 6$, it’ll make me happy, and it’s not a big thing to pack.

This weekend I am taking Mother of Mine to Denver to see Great Big Sea for her birthday. This will be the last chance we get to see the boys together before the move. It’s actually quite fitting, as Great Big Sea (opening for The Chieftains and Sinead O’Conner) at Redrocks was the first concert we went to the summer we moved to Colorado.  It was one of the first things we did in general, not just concert.  As I’ve said before, it was a great concert. And the reason it was a great concert was because of those 4 boys who strode nervously on stage (they had been together less than 5 years at this point) and had us up and dancing in the aisle.  Sinead’s voice was ethereal.. but meh. And the Chieftains phoned it in. It was GBS that we took a cd home of.

I’ve learned I can’t clean the house while listening to their music. I end up dancing and singing along instead of cleaning.

Huh, that reminds me… I need to add them to my Zen as they would be good to rock out to at the gym.

I guess that’s all I’ve got to report at the moment.

Doomsday is going along. I had to restart the left sleeve as it was too tight.

The writing is going well as well.


A cover that shall never be… (most likely)

I feel as though I’ve gotten nothing done.

Which is entirely not true.

Up and at the gym in the time I’d like.

The strangest thing happened to me today. I was on the elliptical machine up to 5 minutes, and I realized I was in my final minute. I looked up and the next time I looked down, I was in the post workout 5 minute cool down and wondered why my timer had reset it’s self. I then realized I was in the cool down (which I never do, as when you are only doing 4.5 minutes, it’s stupid to do another 5 minutes). I had done 6 minutes! I hadn’t even realized it. This shocked me a bit.

After gym and aqua class, I scooted home. I had invited Jes over to help me eat the crab and artichoke.

Had a good lunch with her. There was much laughing. I miss laughing with friends. I’m also slightly sad that when/if I come back to Colorado after the move, she will not be here.  Instead she will be on the West Coast in the Seattle area.

Unloaded and loaded the dishwasher.

Then quickly ran out to do some errands. Post office, library, gas station.

The library was not fun.

Some idiot decided that even though I was backing out, he was going to back out of the spot immediately across from me. I stop as soon as I see him (And yes, I was there first) I honk, a woman witnessing this in her car honks, the man… remains oblivious.  As quickly as I can I put my car into drive to go back into the parking spot I had just (only have way) vacated.  I can’t imagine what would have happened if I had not done this, as the woman who was witnessing this says that the man actually hit me.  I did not feel it, so I don’t know if that’s true (my car is slightly a tank), but if it is true then my god he would have really hit me if I hadn’t been in the process of moving in the opposite direction.  Now, he also nearly hit the woman who witnessed’s car as he decided that there was enough room for him to zoom past her. (Which, really… there wasn’t that much room.)

I’m fine obviously as I didn’t feel the tap if there was one, and of course my back hurts, but it always hurts, and I had a pretty major workout week when it comes down to it. The problem with chronic back pain is that you never know if the reason your back hurts is because of something specific, or just the normal pain you deal with every day.

I guess the reason I feel like I’ve got nothing done this afternoon, is that I spent he majority of it tinkering in Pixlr.

I’ve kind of got an idea for a cover of my novella. Yes, I said novella. Which most likely won’t get it’s own cover.  And no… it still doesn’t have a name yet.

But if I don’t post my tinkering, I really will feel like the afternoon has been a waste.

All I can say is damn I really want a computer with Adobe Photoshop on it again, and also a computer that can handle running photoshop.

This image was a very rough image, but like I said, it’s mostly just to give myself an idea of what I would want for the cover. (The cover that most likely won’t ever happen since it’s a novella)

So, even though it’s a rough image… I’d love feedback.

Would this cover draw you in whilst in the bookshop?

Well, I’ve realized I’ve not had dinner, and I’m watching the opening ceremonies of the Olympics (which… I must be pmsing, as I keep getting overly sentimental and emotional over things while watching it).

Well, Donald Sutherland’s soothing voice just came on the telly, and I’m going to possibly knit a few rows and just spend the rest of the evening relaxing. (even though it’s already past my bed time now)

I am not taking place in the Ravelympics, nor The Yarn Harlot’s Knitolympics or whatever she calls it. No, I am just knitting for me, and shall work on my Doomsday. No new projects till it’s done, and I’m sticking to that.

Oh, and these Opening Ceremonies are frakking AWESOME.