In this case though, the recipient didn't know they were a recipient. I will give you a little background first because otherwise it doesn't make much sense. Aaron and I met in some unconventional circumstances. His parents are "Christians" (I use the term loosely because his mother can't grasp the concept of agape love (or forgiveness) which I consider to be an integral part of having a relationship with Christ) and don't approve of divorce. Therefore she refuses to accept me as his fiance. She has never been to our house nor has his brother. Aaron's father and sister have spent time with us but not the other half of his family. Because we are sinners. I can live with the fact that they want nothing to do with me. Sure it hurts. But I can accept it. What I can't deal with is the fact that every time Aaron sees his mother he gets upset because of the way she treats him. I can tolerate a lot but seeing the people I love be hurt by people who should be the ones defending him just makes me want to kill someone. Aaron and I have been together for a few years and I have every intention of spending the rest of my life convincing him that he isn't the horrible person that his mom has convinced him he is. I can rant like this for quite a while so I will proceed to the point.
I have been working on some needlepoint that I had intended to give to Aaron's mother as an act of good will. It is a rather large piece and I have already spent hours on it. Today I told Aaron that he ought to go visit his mom because he hasn't been in a few weeks. She spent the entire time arguing with him and telling him how he has always been a bad child and how bad he is for not visiting her, etc, etc. I have no desire whatsoever to give her this needlepoint now. I am not sure why I encouraged him to visit her but I won't make that mistake again. I'll be damned if I am going to give her any more opportunities to completely ruin his self-esteem. She blames their lack of a relationship on him but every time he tries to talk to her she responds with bitterness and sarcasm. There are really two lessons that can be learned here: Don't make me mad. And more importantly, treat your children with love and respect and mercy because the confidence you instill in them today will shape their future. I am daily witness to the damage parents can do. Hug your kids today.
The moral of this story is make sure that your knitting buddy and you are capable of actually sitting down and chilling uninterrupted. Had we not needed to feed my man and kid or needed groceries, we might have sat down to knit and talk..... Also, it is a good idea to do so regularly instead of sporadically because then you feel the need to catch up every time you see each other. She will be moving to NC in March and suggested that we have skype nights so that we can still knit "together". This is really a good idea for all you homebodies though too. If you're like me and you are just as happy at home in your favorite comfy spot with a cup of tea and a blanket and/or giant sweater, then skype is a good tool to utilize. Besides doesn't just about everyone have a webcam nowadays? What I am saying is, having a buddy only helps if you guys have a schedule.
On the upside, I got a new job!!!! I now work at the Kentucky Transportation Cabinet. :-D Which means less time for knitting but until I have a more steady income doing what I really want to do (which is this whole blogging-knitting-selling thing) I really need the money. You would be surprised how well you can live on wages below the poverty line but you have to have a wage to begin with. I am not one of those people who can live off of welfare or disability. It was such a relief to no longer work where I worked before but I still needed a job. Just praying that this will be a much better work environment. Aaron and I went to Burger King while we were out to get some free fries on this free-fry-weekend in celebration of my new job. Aren't we livin' it up? So I am trying to take advantage of my last precious knitting time before I start on Monday and I am trying to resist the desire to cast-on Featherweight. I just have so much to knit! Gah! Can I run away now? Hope everyone else's holiday knitting is going better than mine. Off to knit!
|That is my mamma and my kitty :-)|
Aaron has taken an embarassing video of me on his phone. Despite my warning of swift vengeance should that video ever reach the internet, I don't trust him. In light of that fact I have been forced to stake him out. He can't watch his phone forever. He has to sleep some time. And when he does that video will cease to exist. Wish me luck in my endeavors bc I promise to you that you don't want to see that video.
So I was cleaning Anya's room the other day and I found something that I made when I was a kid. My childhood BFF Tabitha (who I still consider a sister) and I used to make all kinds of animals out of beads but primarily geckos. I found this one:
It reminded me of the hours that we used to spend making these. We made all different kinds: Bears, rabbits, lions, cats, a zebra once, and the list goes on. We made them mostly with seed beads and pony beads. I liked the ones with seed beads better because we used wire to make them and you could make them stand up. And to a 9 year old that was awesome. My 4 yr old thinks they are awesome as well.
I was digging through my closet and buried under all the fabric and yarn I found a few boxes of beads stowed away. I couldn't help it. I sat down and made a few for old times sake. I had to use yarn though and it isn't quite stiff enough to make anything other than geckos. So I made different colors instead!
Also another note for today: I <3 my local library!
I absolutely adore Cookie A’s socks and my first ever sock will be Wanida from Sock Innovation. I keep starting and ripping it out and repeat. Just couldn't decide at first. I haven't done anything that I consider as challenging as a this before and something about socks is intimidating. But I have made more progress on these socks for Aaron than on any other so far.
The real reason for starting a sock is because I had a retarded moment with the Shoulder Warmer for my mom and was so apalled by my idiocy that I just had to sit it down and back away slowly. I realized though that I hadn’t noted what changes I made. I made the sleeves shorter by a lot and more fitted. In case anyone wants to know:
I cast on for an extra small and knit like the pattern said up until the sleeves (which had 58 sts at the beginning of the sleeve). I knit the sleeves on a US 8 16″circ. I made 2 decreases every other row. I did this for 18 rows ending with 40 sts. Then I began the k2p2 rib for 9 rows and bound off. Although I will note that I definitely need to use a more stretchy bind off because it will be unwearable if my mom gains the tiniest bit of weight. Probably going to re-do the bind off once I decide what a more appropriate one would be. Suggestions are welcome.
Holiday Knitting or "OMG I have to finish a scarf, socks, an earflap hat and 3 pairs of mittens by when?!"
Don't spend your valuable time and no small amount of sanity knitting for someone who does not understand the little part of yourself you put into every little stitch. Now before you freak out about my insensitivity (You can ignore this warning if you already know where I am going with this) consider something: Will they see your gift for what it is and treat it with the care you expect or is it going to get thrown into the washing machine or *gasp* the dryer? I can attest to the frustration one feels upon seeing your gift in a condition that is beyond wearable or at least doesn't look good enough to wear anymore. For example: This is a before pic of some mitts that I made for my fiance.
Now here is what they look like:
It looks like that because he didn't bother to put his mitts on before his jacket which has velcro on the sleeves. He no longer receives knitwear as his present. It saved our relationship. He no longer feels obligated to wear them thus feeling guilty and I no longer want him to feel guilty for never wearing something I spent FOREVER on. (This was one of my first completed knitting projects and everyone knows how special those are.) Aaron is not an artistic person. He does not create things. Therefore he does not truly know my pride in those darn mitts. I try not to hold it against him. But there is always that brief moment when I see them shoved in the top of his closet and feel a twinge of disappointment. No longer knitting for him, or at least less frequently, - he is my fiance after all - saves me that grief and saves his conscience. He got a video game this year and we are both much happier. For me that means more time knitting for everyone else like my BFF who I saw in a picture wearing a scarf I made her and which, by the way, still looks more reasonably worn. Which by my standards that means its impeccable. So the moral of the story is don't knit for people who don't want to be knit for.
And now because I am a procrastinator I will finish this post and my plans tomorrow.