tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19380207034183750292024-03-07T14:14:28.272-05:00Stitching To Stay AwakeLady Caireanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08000577217568734574noreply@blogger.comBlogger50125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938020703418375029.post-80976277313279737222014-04-10T22:36:00.002-04:002014-04-10T22:36:36.473-04:00Spotty at bestSo I forgot I had a blog on this site. Oh memory of mine you play such tricks on me.Lady Caireanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08000577217568734574noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938020703418375029.post-80897208226374297992008-02-06T11:06:00.000-05:002008-02-06T11:54:34.130-05:00Tree Ornament - BallSo I've decided that it's about time I started posting some of my knitting & crocheting patterns.<br /><br />First up:<br /><br />Picture to come (battery is charging)<br /><br />Tree Ornament - Ball<br /><br />I made them out of left over sock yarn and gave them as Christmas presents.<br /><br />You'll need:<br />DK or sock yarn<br />3.75mm Circular or DPN needles<br />Darning needle<br />2 inch diameter Christmas ball ornament with removable hanger top<br /><br />Pattern:<br /><br />CO 5 sts and join in the round.<br /><br /> 1. M1 in every stitch.<br /><br /> 2. M1 in every stitch.<br /><br /><br /> 3. K row<br /><br /> 4. *K1, M1* repeat to end<br /><br /> 5. K row<br /><br />Knit 12 rows<br /><br />18. *k1, k2tog* repeat to end (20 sts)<br /><br />19. K row<br /><br />Insert 2" diameter christmas ball (with hanger top off) into tube so that the "stem" comes out of the hole at the cast on.<br /><br />20. K2tog to end (10 sts)<br /><br />21. K2tog to end (5 sts)<br /><br />Pull yarn through the 5 sts tightening and finish. Put hanger top back on ball and add ribbon.Lady Caireanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08000577217568734574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938020703418375029.post-18177533327144464682007-11-28T20:52:00.000-05:002008-12-11T15:48:20.126-05:00The first real snow fall 2007<div style="text-align: center;">Monday, Nov. 26/07<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6YCK3a-NAEHA1kCbdqosk28bBhO_Fe_h4EL9assW1unz6cuczeHvcC_pvLnH6J-VYarNgKuARl72TgpN-5ty2fBNZqY4kXEs7o9Or8zmNpa9UKyExVSAAcil0-Z2B5EhghxUTs6aHvvUM/s1600-h/DSC00361.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6YCK3a-NAEHA1kCbdqosk28bBhO_Fe_h4EL9assW1unz6cuczeHvcC_pvLnH6J-VYarNgKuARl72TgpN-5ty2fBNZqY4kXEs7o9Or8zmNpa9UKyExVSAAcil0-Z2B5EhghxUTs6aHvvUM/s200/DSC00361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138075996187550690" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhT_djWQUr7q0fgFzflUWKPK0_KltetzyNl5zvg_wFikcl4IK7gdXD1sHg057jm-gTbIu3cqr_RNjVaLdyUTWNplEVlHU8tUEMBi0T8rYYYP1X74biuSMohFJSknItrV7w56_dEpsrDCgj/s1600-h/DSC00362.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhT_djWQUr7q0fgFzflUWKPK0_KltetzyNl5zvg_wFikcl4IK7gdXD1sHg057jm-gTbIu3cqr_RNjVaLdyUTWNplEVlHU8tUEMBi0T8rYYYP1X74biuSMohFJSknItrV7w56_dEpsrDCgj/s200/DSC00362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138078156556100594" border="0" /></a><br /></div>Lady Caireanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08000577217568734574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938020703418375029.post-1250893118988204772007-11-12T13:57:00.000-05:002014-04-10T22:38:07.548-04:00Halloween Pictures<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-aaZjL2savRHVaiNFZsUKn0PssRg5hBXXmPpYzCyZQ5GhA_uOUFmKYv9TBydVmNXfe26WdYjysw6MZCRjKyzzZpfdLWXGL3iluHPtc0PxS1f_RT8gRSoO6RX7fIQ4SNBEP1HRt7njVPrs/s1600-h/DSC00343.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-aaZjL2savRHVaiNFZsUKn0PssRg5hBXXmPpYzCyZQ5GhA_uOUFmKYv9TBydVmNXfe26WdYjysw6MZCRjKyzzZpfdLWXGL3iluHPtc0PxS1f_RT8gRSoO6RX7fIQ4SNBEP1HRt7njVPrs/s200/DSC00343.JPG" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132034456062147906" style="cursor: pointer;" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3pNQiJaKPeUFIW-iH-pEYMepNhYexb23zSzgDuoRko0v-VAIX32nUmiM7pGuXxgQfN8hJlXPqXQCjrFaFYBQ3jQsQdwjQJ1XTaZxMQGoLal0meCevrjC677IJVvRfeyK7ipHpjizamVfj/s1600-h/DSC00344.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3pNQiJaKPeUFIW-iH-pEYMepNhYexb23zSzgDuoRko0v-VAIX32nUmiM7pGuXxgQfN8hJlXPqXQCjrFaFYBQ3jQsQdwjQJ1XTaZxMQGoLal0meCevrjC677IJVvRfeyK7ipHpjizamVfj/s200/DSC00344.JPG" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132034159709404466" style="cursor: pointer;" /></a><br />
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My husband as The Bride of Frankenstein.<br />
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Hubby & the kids. And me.Lady Caireanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08000577217568734574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938020703418375029.post-41655130991030407502007-10-18T12:31:00.000-04:002008-12-11T15:48:21.621-05:00Bang! Bang!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCuJPGC2q60rTa0rBaeda4iBq-LNOP9o3GWmXMdRTl5o-7LY35tXM61aiC9L8bvJ-ID1D3pVAVqV822euYGPXnzZ01JRNm61EeZzlBo3WyGGnBunrHwR0Hj9_ZdDOcDL6yI0No8A6X_2SX/s1600-h/DSC00298.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCuJPGC2q60rTa0rBaeda4iBq-LNOP9o3GWmXMdRTl5o-7LY35tXM61aiC9L8bvJ-ID1D3pVAVqV822euYGPXnzZ01JRNm61EeZzlBo3WyGGnBunrHwR0Hj9_ZdDOcDL6yI0No8A6X_2SX/s200/DSC00298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122716153705988178" border="0" /></a><br />Another sockwars victim falls. I am dead.Lady Caireanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08000577217568734574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938020703418375029.post-1609499981180056142007-10-01T12:20:00.000-04:002008-12-11T15:48:21.927-05:00Finished!The shawl wove on my triangle loom is finished.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkfjmkjwaK3JXTl8KsQGffsEvbpy-pw2pe7smATxSbS1L9rg0WmS2BMcch3NgH-CZv2IpepgepT6TiTtbVEYgkWtYkSRkKmfXct5fnonN_nmGA1hWaCYiCGXP4TNxG6eZsRtdIl1ULg5el/s1600-h/DSC00286.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkfjmkjwaK3JXTl8KsQGffsEvbpy-pw2pe7smATxSbS1L9rg0WmS2BMcch3NgH-CZv2IpepgepT6TiTtbVEYgkWtYkSRkKmfXct5fnonN_nmGA1hWaCYiCGXP4TNxG6eZsRtdIl1ULg5el/s200/DSC00286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116404765909784002" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDXuoKrcFExefBrqn5vVEynowAk8OlOKfYMZ-gKV7E72vqPzfVQg9giJQvWgGYCKCoSGvC5EeTtuss55Y0AMubpY9Xj0VH03uAjqtG9QU9BoOfloGRgeyYmw_WTRuy0HOzmECOkRRQFPoR/s1600-h/DSC00287.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDXuoKrcFExefBrqn5vVEynowAk8OlOKfYMZ-gKV7E72vqPzfVQg9giJQvWgGYCKCoSGvC5EeTtuss55Y0AMubpY9Xj0VH03uAjqtG9QU9BoOfloGRgeyYmw_WTRuy0HOzmECOkRRQFPoR/s200/DSC00287.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116405311370630610" border="0" /></a>Lady Caireanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08000577217568734574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938020703418375029.post-44341780964807356392007-09-25T14:23:00.000-04:002008-12-11T15:48:22.897-05:00UpdateI haven't posted on here in ages, ah the fun of being a narco.<br /><br />Well the house is coming along thanks to my new livingroom window;<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNbLHpy24BwhC1PhKVgNmTvdJ3r9d_C9r1Yt7aYcLzgG2rJZ17tHqG2Ej8H-_RRhw0kJ3MHJdD4ufdi1bTYJwBqCnK4WlYPfWvZd67pZi_Tc5A90RqRnulUPIZ2CILScJRPWd07kM6UhVu/s1600-h/DSC00252.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNbLHpy24BwhC1PhKVgNmTvdJ3r9d_C9r1Yt7aYcLzgG2rJZ17tHqG2Ej8H-_RRhw0kJ3MHJdD4ufdi1bTYJwBqCnK4WlYPfWvZd67pZi_Tc5A90RqRnulUPIZ2CILScJRPWd07kM6UhVu/s200/DSC00252.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114218430290903426" border="0" /></a>and holding Dh's birthday party. The livingroom is almost tidy. I have to clean off my computer desk again and sort through all the junk I tossed on it from the rest of the room.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQazFbl4CD2MJOqWZOEfYikZgT3LVLYHr-kdWcW1YO_53lTEnlZAhi8T3zTvH0x0rOnc05LYHaZBtr4b-wF0O8Cs5Mvv9PYj7mIR77YQ1YawIa9XvkKhG5KAPWA3mUIwvLW6WDizjXhSDo/s1600-h/DSC00285.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQazFbl4CD2MJOqWZOEfYikZgT3LVLYHr-kdWcW1YO_53lTEnlZAhi8T3zTvH0x0rOnc05LYHaZBtr4b-wF0O8Cs5Mvv9PYj7mIR77YQ1YawIa9XvkKhG5KAPWA3mUIwvLW6WDizjXhSDo/s200/DSC00285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114218851197698450" border="0" /></a>My god I'm a pack rat.<br /><br />I also have built my triangular loom and have almost completed my first piece. A shawl for myself. I just have to finish tightening the bottom up.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhi8YU3Jh1rgQNULOnQHs8uoEvAlj8ssezKSbAzX01lmSggiqYPrXBhuNDkcl8klUqaRq3PVVXwBcyvlL-l4udX99X_9izaBFX72J8C8WBXZOXJtWfwtthlBUaFLkPARqHorshYZ2_zgO1/s1600-h/DSC00255.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhi8YU3Jh1rgQNULOnQHs8uoEvAlj8ssezKSbAzX01lmSggiqYPrXBhuNDkcl8klUqaRq3PVVXwBcyvlL-l4udX99X_9izaBFX72J8C8WBXZOXJtWfwtthlBUaFLkPARqHorshYZ2_zgO1/s320/DSC00255.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114219860515013026" border="0" /></a>Here's some close ups:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQarP49iD4AVFCwq10VR22tqHcITBnP5FHqP7B32DkJapoJXxtNdH9ywdo7uTTGahgooul-w8O2xaGVHc-7-UCkXJx6aCwycsP8pnjmRdV6hQmdbiUYwNzFHkAs0S4thLb7irrD6jSZAwt/s1600-h/DSC00256.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQarP49iD4AVFCwq10VR22tqHcITBnP5FHqP7B32DkJapoJXxtNdH9ywdo7uTTGahgooul-w8O2xaGVHc-7-UCkXJx6aCwycsP8pnjmRdV6hQmdbiUYwNzFHkAs0S4thLb7irrD6jSZAwt/s200/DSC00256.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114220981501477314" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW9i4h1BvGk396J4uWchvlb8hhqShPdavBjqfySWAdA6wxq0IXCAv8vIVrFFlFJyRs4uSn2Gp8LuDI_1LnaIecLPm-Qtc8fUn5HFcodrpPqsJUi9Yl8rpBTUVG63C-6r-_tLLpeekN762c/s1600-h/DSC00257.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgW9i4h1BvGk396J4uWchvlb8hhqShPdavBjqfySWAdA6wxq0IXCAv8vIVrFFlFJyRs4uSn2Gp8LuDI_1LnaIecLPm-Qtc8fUn5HFcodrpPqsJUi9Yl8rpBTUVG63C-6r-_tLLpeekN762c/s200/DSC00257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114220470400369074" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Gorgeous isn't it. I have learned one very important thing about weaving on this loom. Don't use flat yarn if you are obsessive like I am. The main reason it's taking so long is because I'm actually going through it and untwisting any little flaw. Next time I'm using plain old plied yarn, in fact I have the yarn and my next one is a gift for someone.<br /><br />Well I'm going back to it now.Lady Caireanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08000577217568734574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938020703418375029.post-61411084070204338092007-06-19T21:16:00.001-04:002008-12-11T15:48:23.380-05:00On the needles - pictures<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixaWFzx1g4dUfRO3M8ezWgMitqK33FWQEOITo3hSzZwVDv06l_SYJ3b_dQW1BWY4xh_WuCMeGGUFzHQoSqq7KaS6IvbSsddnolvFJR7t8t-n2KbNw4EuCT6F7BVtObMM1taS-Gd3AhPLjI/s1600-h/DSC00051.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 261px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixaWFzx1g4dUfRO3M8ezWgMitqK33FWQEOITo3hSzZwVDv06l_SYJ3b_dQW1BWY4xh_WuCMeGGUFzHQoSqq7KaS6IvbSsddnolvFJR7t8t-n2KbNw4EuCT6F7BVtObMM1taS-Gd3AhPLjI/s320/DSC00051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077951597704437954" border="0" /></a><br />Baby blanket - modular<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_ZCevTIc96PLRZASiL10Xg6gVrRgZOkD0ORM50iQiPZbgqjaqCBB2gnLKLeKO95smc-y9llGJIqbwE5PziA77BbTUUaekyvoWYJVIFk2mavaiUYqoUO-Q_LDj_jkK5aTFZx1wo3D-MeTZ/s1600-h/DSC00052.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_ZCevTIc96PLRZASiL10Xg6gVrRgZOkD0ORM50iQiPZbgqjaqCBB2gnLKLeKO95smc-y9llGJIqbwE5PziA77BbTUUaekyvoWYJVIFk2mavaiUYqoUO-Q_LDj_jkK5aTFZx1wo3D-MeTZ/s200/DSC00052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077950687171371170" border="0" /></a>Lace cardigan<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn1nNj2PRdMOybTMw-hf_MYy9brsiC42XkcEZrnTTvyE_z9YH1_1fZiy3s_vDtfMmHMQMNSqU9T_LTs0PKeXtfyT7NeZ-B_2HOmheipEKDV3rsaeKO3mQHggWnLVxkn5jEBqqw2NkOkD5t/s1600-h/DSC00057.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjn1nNj2PRdMOybTMw-hf_MYy9brsiC42XkcEZrnTTvyE_z9YH1_1fZiy3s_vDtfMmHMQMNSqU9T_LTs0PKeXtfyT7NeZ-B_2HOmheipEKDV3rsaeKO3mQHggWnLVxkn5jEBqqw2NkOkD5t/s200/DSC00057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077950695761305778" border="0" /></a>Stash busting Granny square afhganLady Caireanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08000577217568734574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938020703418375029.post-56067046325141435282007-05-10T08:05:00.000-04:002007-05-10T09:17:40.484-04:00My Hidden RoomsFor years I have had dreams where we are in a new house and after moving in and being there for a few days I find a hidden room. These rooms always have things in them that the last tenant has left behind probably because this is a room that has been forgotten or they just didn't want the contents. But these things are always fascinating to me.<br /><br />I found another one last night.<br /><br />It was behind a couple of closets. I noticed through a hole a life size painted cut out of Goofy & Donald Duck. So I decided to venture back to see what was there. I found a room about 5x4 that was apparently used for toy storage because the toys were still there.<br /><br />There were 2 doll houses one small tin one and a large wooden one (both furnished), puzzles, books, toy cars and more that I didn't really look at. Beside the large doll house there is a short hallway with a door on the left wall, hanging on the wall before that door are about 15 or so handmade dolls for the doll house, some cloth & yarn some <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">porcelain</span>. The door lead to an old bathroom, larger than the one that is in the house but for some reason the tub has been removed and the window covered over. Out the window is the backyard, why I don't know there is an extra window on the back of my new house I don't know, but being the typical woman I started planning the bathrooms make over. My dream ended with me trying to figure out where I was going to get a claw foot tub to go in it.<br /><br />I'll have to jot down the other rooms from my dreams. There has been the fully furnished Victorian ladies study in an attic off of an already found large empty room. The entire apartment that apparently was mine but I had forgotten about (how do you forget an apartment). And the series of underground rooms under our semi shared with my husbands best friends semi.<br /><br />What these dreams mean, who knows.Lady Caireanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08000577217568734574noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938020703418375029.post-26629977039874766422007-03-21T09:46:00.000-04:002007-03-21T10:01:15.952-04:00New York - WaaaaMan I would love to be in NYC tomorrow. Yarnharlot is launching her book at FIT tomorrow and it is turning into this huge event. She is hoping to fill (and possibly excede) the 750 seats to represent knitters. There are way to many people in the world who don't realize just how many knitters there are out there. Frankly it's sad.Lady Caireanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08000577217568734574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938020703418375029.post-12272121927411592512007-03-11T10:28:00.000-04:002007-03-11T10:40:08.275-04:00Confessions of a Narcoleptic MomThis is a little piece I found in one of my notebooks when I was cleaning up. I'm posting it for all those people out there that live with this disorder.<br /><br />Confessions of a Narcoleptic Mom<br /><br />There's so much to write about... My feelings that I'm letting my kids down, followed by the reality that on average I'm doing what I can. The fact that I love the people around me but at the same time they <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">irritate</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"></span> the hell out of me. The fact that my job gets all my energy & my home spirals deeper into hell every day. And then there is this feeling that I'm trapped in my body & by my body (& brain). Some days I wonder if going off my <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">meds</span></span> would make others have to deal with my disorder, my illness, my defect because they would then see what it is that I'm living with every single second that I breath in this world. Now it's not pity that I want, no, it's some degree of understanding & yes damn it help because my life is difficult. However because I look normal nobody gets it!Lady Caireanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08000577217568734574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938020703418375029.post-30674123478698790912007-01-01T11:23:00.000-05:002007-01-01T11:32:56.150-05:00Wristlets - my patternWristlets with thumb hole.<br /><br />Yarn: Sport weight or DK<br />Needles: Set of 4 3.75mm/US5 double pointed needles (set of 4 or 5) or circulars, your choice.<br /><br /><br />Wristlets<br />CO 48. Work 8 rnds of 2x2 ribbing.<br /><br />Rnd 1: k4, p2, C4F, p2, C4F, p2, C4F, p2, k24<br />Rnd 2-6: k4, p2, k4, p2, k4, p2, k4, p2, k24<br />Rnd 7-42: repeat rnds 1 through 6<br />Rnd 43: k4, p2, C4F, p2, C4F, p2, C4F, p2, k24, turn<br />Rnd 44: p24, k2, p4, k2, p4, k2, p4, k2, p4, turn<br />Rnd 45: k4, p2, k4, p2, k4, p2, k4, p2, k24, turn<br />Rnd 46: repeat rnd 44<br />Rnd 47: repeat rnd 45<br />Rnd 48: repeat rnd 44<br />Rnd 49: repeat rnd 43<br />Rnd 50-55 repeat rnds 44-49.<br /><br />Work 8 rnds of 2x2 ribbing. Bind off.Lady Caireanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08000577217568734574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938020703418375029.post-84055806696050301092006-12-30T11:14:00.000-05:002014-04-10T22:20:38.356-04:00It's Over!The christmas shopping season is over! Finally! It's not that it was horrible it's that it never seems to end. Sale after sale, cranky customers, messy people - really would it kill you to put it back where you found it.<br />
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Now maybe I can claim my house back. I'm seriously considering using my christmas money to go to the laundry mat and catch up. There's probably somewhere around a dozen loads. My dad made a comment about having to much clothing, what he doesn't realise is that isn't really the case. I just haven't gotten any of the summer clothes washed and packed, they're still laying in piles everywhere.<br />
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But I want yarn too. Decisions, decisions.<br />
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So I think my favorite present wasn't really a present for me. My mom got a new flat monitor for her computer so I got the hand me down. It's brighter and so much bigger than mine. Yay!<br />
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For christmas I got an accessory pack for my gameboy, a stuffed penguin, a heart christmas ornament, earrings, $25, Tracy Ulman's knitting book Knit Together, a full set of bamboo knitting needles, two Diana Krall CDs and the Knitting Pattern-A-Day 2007 calendar.<br />
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The kids got quite a bit but the MIL finally slowed down, she didn't buy nearly as much as she usually does. Everything should actually fit this year.<br />
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Well I better go get a load in the washer now that the dishwasher has finished.Lady Caireanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08000577217568734574noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938020703418375029.post-59009198738645274122006-12-06T18:02:00.000-05:002006-12-06T18:03:12.529-05:00In MemoryFor Duty Calls<br />(In Memory of Count Sarnac Kir)<br />Catherine of Eoforwic (c) 2006<br /><br />The trumpets sound, throughout the halls,<br />He does not come, for Duty calls.<br />Seek now him not, for he's not found,<br />He's gone ahead, for Duty calls.<br /><br />The pipes, they cry, echo the walls,<br />He answers not, for Duty calls.<br />Hail now him not, for this is why:<br />He heard the Song, for Duty calls.<br /><br />As strong he stood, then sudden falls,<br />Although he fights, for Duty calls.<br />We left him not, we never could,<br />He travelled on, for Duty calls.<br /><br />He served as Khan, white mammoth bawls,<br />His humour served, for Duty calls.<br />It harmed him not, as crown passed on,<br />He tread the path, for Duty calls.<br /><br />T'is not the end, for though voice drawls,<br />His mem'ry lives, for Duty calls.<br />Forget him not, forever, friend,<br />His Game is Ours, for Duty calls.Lady Caireanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08000577217568734574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938020703418375029.post-5248308850083863692006-12-05T20:19:00.000-05:002006-12-05T21:08:42.315-05:00Farewell to a great manCount Sarnac passed away yesterday Dec. 4/06<br /><br />I did not know him well but he is the first King I remember. Until Sarnac took the thrown I did not pay attention to the royalty of Ealdormere, my kingdom. But he filled that crown. I still remember his vigil - dishes. His was the first knighting I witnessed and I will never forget the slap that he took with pride, it echoed, it like the man he was left an imprint.<br /><br />We need to live every moment. You never know when it could all be over.Lady Caireanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08000577217568734574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938020703418375029.post-49214604371177809822006-12-05T10:00:00.000-05:002006-12-05T10:13:54.520-05:00FinallyIt's finally starting to feel like christmas. There's snow on the ground, people are shopping, carols are on the radio, gifts being ordered & wrapped.<br /><br />Getting in the christmas mood is hard for me some years, working at the mall kind of kills it. But the mood has finally hit so today I'm going to pull out my <a href="http://www.flylady.net">control jourmal and check those fly missions</a>.<br /><br />So yes we have snow, about 3 inches, and of course everyone has forgotten how to drive in it. My truck tends to spin the tires when pulling away from the corner so I take it slow and make sure no one is coming. <br /><br />Well some arse behind me today was honking his horn at me. Wouldn't you think that if someone lets a car turn before them and waits for the plow to go across that maybe just maybe there's a reason for it. <br /><br />I'm tempted to put a sign on the back of the truck: "This truck slides & skids. Be patient or at least stick around when I hit the ditch." Do you think that would work?Lady Caireanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08000577217568734574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938020703418375029.post-9778912916148449042006-11-23T17:56:00.000-05:002006-11-23T18:25:28.788-05:00Recent Adventures in KnittingSo since Nov. 2nd<br /><br />Completed:<br /><ul><li> 3 pairs of wristlets</li><li>a cable knit toque for hubby </li></ul>Currently on the needles:<ul><li>a pair of socks for me</li><li>a crochet shawl that I want to wear to hubby's work party - luckily the party is probably going to be in January</li><li>a test baby sweater - I'm trying to knit it as one so that I don't have to sew any of it together. So far not a problem the sleeves however maybe a different story. We'll see.</li></ul>Need to make for christmas<br /><br /><ul><li>2 pairs of wristlets</li><li>a matching hat & scarf</li><li><a href="http://web.archive.org/web/20041010230131/http://www.thesmartyarns.com/patterns/June02/BlondeAngel.html">a knitted doll</a><br /></li><li>maybe a knitted stocking or two - hubby & I need new ones</li><li>maybe knitted ornaments - always makes for nice gifts<br /></li></ul>Lady Caireanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08000577217568734574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938020703418375029.post-30332123473376094782006-11-03T00:09:00.000-05:002006-11-23T17:56:37.112-05:00The Ups & Downs of my vacation week: part 2Wednesday cont...<br /><br />So anyway I mentioned to my friends while we were working that I really want to get rid of the couch (it's 30yrs old) and go to two love seats instead. Well later that night my one friend phones me to let me know she's found two matching <span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">loveseats</span>, do I want to go see them?<br /><br />Thursday Oct 26<span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">th</span><br /><br />Drop the kids at school & off I go to KW to look at two <span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">loveseats</span>. They were fabulous and are now residing in my <span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">livingroom</span> - they look great! I spent the rest of the day lounging on the couch watching bad <span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">tv</span> and knitting. And then took the kids out to work for the little <span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">halloween</span> thing they had.<br /><br />Friday Oct 27<span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">th</span><br /><br />I went into work in the morning to check on a couple of thing and then left again. Ran some errands, cleaned a little and sat to knit.<br /><br />Later in the afternoon my mom phoned with some bad news. My uncle (my dad's brother) had died. I was in shock and kinda lost after that.<br /><br />At 5 o'clock I picked up hubby and we went to KW for dinner & shopping for <span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">halloween</span> stuff. We ended up finding knitting needles and books for the kids but no costume stuff. I did my best to block out the thoughts of my uncle, I just wasn't ready to deal with it.<br /><br />I did manage to finish dd7's 2 pairs of knitted socks. She loves them.<br /><br />Saturday Oct 28<span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">th</span><br /><br />I spent the day with the kids. We went to the farmers market, got our pumpkins and fresh baked cookies. We then went home and spent our time doing crafts and watching <span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">halloween</span> specials.<br /><br />That evening we went to a friends for supper, a visit and to play games. It was a nice distraction and a fun evening.<br /><br />Sunday Oct 29<span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">th</span><br /><br />We slept in, sat around watching <span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">tv</span> and knitting. I finished one <span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">wristlet</span> for my daughter's friend and started the next. Stayed up to late watching movies but didn't care. I was still upset and numb at the same time.<br /><br />Monday Oct 30<span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">th</span><br /><br />The funeral was strange in many ways. First off my uncle looks <span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">a lot</span> like my dad. It was creepy. I couldn't get close in fact I eventually left the "family <span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">viewing</span> room" cause it was just weirding me out. Then there was the music choices. They brought him into "I've got friends in low places." What? That song is now going to be really weird for me.<br /><br />After all of the funeral stuff we went back to Mom & Dad's, picked up my truck from the garage and they took us out for supper at East Side's. It was nice we had a long dinner & gabbed for about 2hrs. It was a good way to finish an <span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16">awkward</span> day.<br /><br />Tuesday Oct 31st - Our 10th Anniversary<br /><br />Not exactly the ideal anniversary but it was still fun. I spent most of the day fetching candy, decorating, finishing costumes and carving pumpkins. Mike took the kids out trick or treating, I handed out candy and watched Practical Magic. Once the kids got home they poured through thier stash and gave us the stuff they don't like. Not a bad haul actually. We let them stay up late (no school the next day) and watched more movies. Not a bad night at all.<br /><br />Oh and I got the DVD release set of figures for the Corpse Bride as my anniversary gift. I had them up before the first kids were at the door. lol<br /><br />And holidays over back to work.Lady Caireanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08000577217568734574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938020703418375029.post-41627269080814824972006-11-02T14:04:00.000-05:002006-11-02T14:17:52.695-05:00The Ups & Downs of my vacation weekI just completed a much deserved week off from work and I'll admit going back yesterday was hard.<br /><br />So....<br /><br />Wed Oct 25: <span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Flyfest</span> at my house<br /><br />After getting the kids off to school and running to the store for supplies two of my fellow <span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">flybabies</span> came over and we attacked my front entrance & <span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">livingroom</span>. I know 3 people to clean - why would I need that. Well first off check out <a href="http://www.flylady.net"><span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">flylady</span></a> and you'll understand a little of it and secondly because even though I take medication for my narcolepsy it doesn't make me "normal". My medication keeps me awake but it doesn't give me a great deal of energy. Think about the last time you had the flu and what you felt like the day after. That is an average day of energy for me. Think of how much you can get done on that day. Now think of only getting that done everyday. What would your house look like?<br /><br />So needless to say I'm very lucky to have a group of ladies that are willing to put up with my mess and help me out of it. They know I love them.<br /><br />The two rooms got cleaned, we sorted out stuff to give away (mostly kids shoes) and enjoyed lunch & a good gab session. A fabulous day.<br /><br />to be continued.......Lady Caireanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08000577217568734574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938020703418375029.post-35563593614756180842006-10-20T16:00:00.000-04:002006-10-20T16:14:59.690-04:00Spitting Nails (bitch session)So my employer is running a new service for the holidays and it's big, really big. Myself and my service team went to a company training session yesterday to learn our new job. Everytime a new responsibility or essentail need was brought up I could see all the problems this was going to create for me with the rest of the management team back at work. Enough so that it was apparently showing on my face and got called upon to tell them what was going through my head. They reassured me that these things wouldn't be an issue because this is the direction that the company is going and that it must be supported.<br /><br />So today I went to work and answered a few of the questions they had without telling them a lot because I didn't want to create issues before the unit manager is on board. Well it went exactly like I thought it would and I am so sick of hearing "Well that's just not possible.", "That's not realistic.", "We're not going to be able to do that here.", "You have to remember......" and much much more.<br /><br />The day went exactly as I thought it would. The support for this program is just not there and I'm afraid it won't be no matter what is said by those at head office.Lady Caireanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08000577217568734574noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938020703418375029.post-9145953377801217412006-10-12T13:15:00.000-04:002006-10-12T13:20:04.827-04:00First SnowThat's right it's snowing. Great big white flakes. The news this morning called for thunder storms for our area with the possibility of flurries and yet the next town over was predicted snow. I'm glad I made the kids wear thier winter coats.<br /><br />It's funny the leaves haven't even fallen off all the trees yet.Lady Caireanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08000577217568734574noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938020703418375029.post-39142169908542221872006-10-11T19:57:00.000-04:002006-10-11T20:02:49.129-04:00Dead, dead, I'm dead<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7029/236574792897750/1600/my%20assins%20socks.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7029/236574792897750/400/my%20assins%20socks.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>I recieved these beautiful geranium red socks of doom in the mail today. I'm dead. I've been wearing them since I got them, even to work. And oh my they are loverly.<br /><br />They actually helped keep me a little grounded today, it was a crappy day at work today and all I had to do was wiggle my toes to remind me that there are better things in the world and that this was just one day.<br /><br />Thank you Miss FeeLady Caireanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08000577217568734574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938020703418375029.post-78549182467797217302006-10-11T09:11:00.000-04:002006-10-11T09:55:11.889-04:00Socktoberfest Questions<span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">When did you start making socks? Did you teach yourself or were you taught by a friend or relative? or in a class?</span><br /><br />Back in January of this year I developed a case of <a href="http://www.tchain.com/otoneurology/disorders/bppv/bppv.html">vertigo</a>. It lasted for 3 months. Laying down was bad, standing up was bad (let alone moving), the computer screen made me dizzy, moving my head to much same thing. So I was stuck on my ass for quite a while. I had to do something and I had got a new knitting book for <span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Christmas</span>. So I taught myself to read a pattern and knitting became my new favorite hobby. Socks were always something I wanted to do because I love wearing knitted socks.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">What was your first pair?</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7029/236574792897750/1600/Sock%20Wars.0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7029/236574792897750/200/Sock%20Wars.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />I didn't adventure into socks until my boss handed me a description of <a href="http://sockwars.forumup.com/viewtopic.php?t=5&mforum=sockwars"><span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">sockwars</span></a>. It was just so up my alley that I had to sign up. My first completed pair of socks were for a complete <a href="http://nuttnbunny.blogspot.com/2006/10/glorious-destruction.html">stranger</a> and she loves them.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">How have they "held up" over time?</span><br /><br />Don't know we'll have to see.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">What would you have done differently?</span><br /><br />Nothing on that pair but I did do a different pattern for myself starting toe up and <span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">realised</span> that cuff down is much easier because casting off toe up has to be done very loosely (took me four tries) to get them around your heel. The pair I made still have barely enough give to get them on easily.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">What yarns have you particularly enjoyed?</span><br /><br />My favorite so far for socks was the <span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">Australian</span> <span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">DK</span> 100% <span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">marino</span> that I made <span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">nuttnbunny's</span> socks out of. I am currently making a pair of <span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">wristlets</span> for myself out of the left over yarn (not quite enough for socks).<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">Do you like to crochet your socks? or knit them on <span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">DPNs</span>, 2 circulars, or using the Magic Loop method?</span><br /><br />I like to knit them cuff down using the Magic Loop method two or more at a time. I currently have two pairs of kids socks on the needle right now. My kids felt left out that I had knitted socks & my <span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Target</span> had some but not them. My youngest daughter picked out a self striping yarn from <span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Regia</span> herself.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">Which kind of heel do you prefer? (flap? or short-row?)</span><br /><br />I'm not sure yet - as long as it looks good I don't care.<br /><br />However I am thinking that I need to have a re-enforced toe for my youngest. All her socks get holes in the toe and I've never been one for darning. My grandmother did teach me how to darn though, she always fixed <span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">everyone's</span> socks. She didn't knit but boy could she mend anything you gave her. I guess that's what happens when you raise 8 kids.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">How many pairs have you made?</span><br /><br />I have completed 2 pairs. I have 2 more on the needles and yarn for 3 more. What can I say I'm hooked.Lady Caireanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08000577217568734574noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938020703418375029.post-38790006341987246802006-10-10T16:06:00.000-04:002006-10-12T13:22:55.740-04:00Socktoberfest<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lollygirl.com/blog/?cat=73"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/7029/236574792897750/320/socktoberfest.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Yes you read it right.<br /><br />Socktoberfest Qusetions:<br /><ul><li>When did you start making socks? Did you teach yourself or were you taught by a friend or relative? or in a class?</li><li>What was your first pair? How have they "held up" over time?</li><li>What would you have done differently?</li><li>What yarns have you particularly enjoyed?</li><li>Do you like to crochet your socks? or knit them on DPNs, 2 circulars, or using the Magic Loop method?</li><li>Which kind of heel do you prefer? (flap? or short-row?)</li><li>How many pairs have you made?</li></ul>I'll answer these later when it's quiet again & my brain is not being overloaded by noisy kids.Lady Caireanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08000577217568734574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1938020703418375029.post-35130496570802017122006-10-10T13:56:00.000-04:002006-10-10T14:09:17.454-04:00LYS - found 2!So I finally adventured into St. Marys today to see if they had a yarn shop. Well they have 2 places to get yarn & knitting supplies. They also have a sewing shop, a candle making supply shop, a <span onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">scrapbooking</span> shop and goodness knows what else.<br /><br />So I now know of 3 half decent places to get yarn within a 30min drive. The one in Waterloo is so far my favorite though, they have the best selection.<br /><br />My little trip out today also reminded me of just how much I miss going out on my own & going to little shops like that. Working at a mall really turns you off of not only shopping but going out in public period. Franchises be they restaurant or retail have really sucked all the culture out of our surroundings. It all gets boring when everything starts to look, smell, sound and feel the same no matter where you go. It drains you. It turns you into a cog in the system. Fitting everything into a mold.<br /><br />I hate the mall.Lady Caireanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08000577217568734574noreply@blogger.com0