The concealed carry override was shot down. Yay!
Here's what Mark Pocan had to say about it: "Wisconsin will continue to be a safe place to raise your families, thanks to the Assembly's actions."
He's not my representative anymore, but Dave Travis doesn't have his own blog.
I guess that I'll start a knitting club instead.
Tuesday, January 31, 2006
Monday, January 30, 2006
Dirty Mittens
What a day! Christian took the day off of work and stayed with Hannah while I ran errands this afternoon. I started at the Northgate Antique Mall. I was looking for sets of needles, but didn't find any. I did find some unlabeled yarn that was 25 cents a skein. For whatever reason I had then, I didn't get any. Even if it's crappy acrylic that pills, it's 25 cents. So, I'll go back tomorrow and get some.
I went to Michaels after that. I picked up some baby acrylic for a blanket that I'm going to be making for a couple of friends. They've been trying really hard to get pregnant (the best part) and were successful and will be having a baby in July.
I then stopped at the grocery store and went back and forth between the front of the store and the dairy section at the back 3 times. I even made a list. But I guess that only works if you look at it......
After the grocery store, I stopped to put gas in the car. Pretty uneventful.
On my way home, I noticed a weird noise coming from the back of the car. Given our neighborhood, I thought it was probably somebody else's loud car. So, I'm turning off of Northport onto Troy when I noticed I was having trouble steering. That's when I realized that I was making that noise! Flat tire.
I grabbed the milk from the backseat and started walking home. Then spent 20 minutes searching for the AAA card, before realizing that we could probably change the tire ourselves in the time it would take for somebody to come out and do it for us. We are true city folk.
The tire was changed quickly and easily by Christian, but Hannah and I both helped.
These are my mittens after changing the tire. They're soaking in the sink right now and will hopefully come clean. They were a fairly quick knit, but I want to work on other things now.
I went to Michaels after that. I picked up some baby acrylic for a blanket that I'm going to be making for a couple of friends. They've been trying really hard to get pregnant (the best part) and were successful and will be having a baby in July.
I then stopped at the grocery store and went back and forth between the front of the store and the dairy section at the back 3 times. I even made a list. But I guess that only works if you look at it......
After the grocery store, I stopped to put gas in the car. Pretty uneventful.
On my way home, I noticed a weird noise coming from the back of the car. Given our neighborhood, I thought it was probably somebody else's loud car. So, I'm turning off of Northport onto Troy when I noticed I was having trouble steering. That's when I realized that I was making that noise! Flat tire.
I grabbed the milk from the backseat and started walking home. Then spent 20 minutes searching for the AAA card, before realizing that we could probably change the tire ourselves in the time it would take for somebody to come out and do it for us. We are true city folk.
The tire was changed quickly and easily by Christian, but Hannah and I both helped.
These are my mittens after changing the tire. They're soaking in the sink right now and will hopefully come clean. They were a fairly quick knit, but I want to work on other things now.
Friday, January 27, 2006
Look at me! I'm a programmer!
As you may have noticed, I've made a few changes to this blog. The template I chose didn't have a special section for links, so I had to make one. And I did it with code.
We're slowly becoming the same person......
On a brighter note, the sun is out and I finished Hannah's right-hand mitten today.
I also put up a new piece of composite trim in the bathroom. I used the mitre saw without any trouble, except that the blade kinda melts the stuff. At least it won't rot in the bathroom.
And I've thought more about the garden. I have lots of plans for that, but haven't started anything yet. I still need to order my seeds and rig up the grow lights, both of which should take less than 20 minutes. But that's 2/3 of an hour that I could be knitting.
We're slowly becoming the same person......
On a brighter note, the sun is out and I finished Hannah's right-hand mitten today.
I also put up a new piece of composite trim in the bathroom. I used the mitre saw without any trouble, except that the blade kinda melts the stuff. At least it won't rot in the bathroom.
And I've thought more about the garden. I have lots of plans for that, but haven't started anything yet. I still need to order my seeds and rig up the grow lights, both of which should take less than 20 minutes. But that's 2/3 of an hour that I could be knitting.
Thursday, January 26, 2006
Mitten Madness
I finished a left hand diamond pattern mitten for Hannah today. I used Filatura 501 in color 191, a rosey pink, and Knit Picks Wool of the Andes in Cloud. And since I only have 4 size 3 dpns, I'm loosely knitting on an additional size 2.
I also made a hat for Christian that he promptly lost for two days. He then found it in his computer bag, or as I call it, his man purse.
And I finished a pair of mittens for myself this past Saturday. I then wore them to Sleazy E's Deathtrap in Edgerton. We went to Schlock's reunion show with Roxy and Cory. Christian and Cory went to school with the guys in the band so we went to see them. We didn't stay long, as we're getting old and the smoke and claustrophobia were getting to us. We've been spoiled by smoke-free venues.
But back to the knitting, I also have a seed stitch scarf that I'm making for Christian. It might even be ready for next winter! It looks pretty cool, but it gets very boring after a while.
Cooties
The H-bomb missed school on Tuesday, after getting sick in the car after her first dental cleaning visit. I figure it had something to do with the "raspberry" fluoride treatment. Or possibly when Daddy hit her head on the light.....
We made it to school today, only to find out that the school has been taken over by head lice and pink eye. It's almost enough to make home-schooling sound like an alternative. I think that we will be able to make it through such a crisis - as long as the bugs stay out of my yarn!
We made it to school today, only to find out that the school has been taken over by head lice and pink eye. It's almost enough to make home-schooling sound like an alternative. I think that we will be able to make it through such a crisis - as long as the bugs stay out of my yarn!
Friday, January 20, 2006
On Tuesday, Alex would be one year old.
It's been a trying month. The worst day, so far, was Wednesday night when Christian did our taxes. He needed Alex's SSN and the card wasn't in the lock box. I pulled out the green fabric box that contains the few pieces of his short life. All of the cards from family, friends and strangers, the blankets from the hospitals and the tiny clothing he never had a chance to wear are in this box. But no SSN.
I found the file that contains all of the insurance papers. And his death certificate. We found the number there, but it was impossible to read through the tears.
I find myself staring off into space with tears rolling down my face a lot lately. I know that things will get better, but it's hard to get my brain and heart on the same page. Although it would be regressing, I sometimes wish I could feel numb again.
I would give anything to hold him again and hear him cry, something we never heard.
I miss you, Alexandar, so very much.
It's been a trying month. The worst day, so far, was Wednesday night when Christian did our taxes. He needed Alex's SSN and the card wasn't in the lock box. I pulled out the green fabric box that contains the few pieces of his short life. All of the cards from family, friends and strangers, the blankets from the hospitals and the tiny clothing he never had a chance to wear are in this box. But no SSN.
I found the file that contains all of the insurance papers. And his death certificate. We found the number there, but it was impossible to read through the tears.
I find myself staring off into space with tears rolling down my face a lot lately. I know that things will get better, but it's hard to get my brain and heart on the same page. Although it would be regressing, I sometimes wish I could feel numb again.
I would give anything to hold him again and hear him cry, something we never heard.
I miss you, Alexandar, so very much.
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