Somehow, magically, it's June. Like, it was just February and then now: JUNE. Or so it seems to me. And the significance of its being suddenly June is that it is now less than two months away from the beginning of craft sale season and I have approximately 10 catnip mice, 5 baby hats and one half finished baby blanket to sell. This is not enough. Not even close. Sadly, at around the same time when I should chain myself to my couch and knit until my fingers fall off, I decided to get rid of cable. This has left me watching all the movies I own over and over again which is kind of nice because I've rediscovered some old favorites. For example, Star Wars: A New Hope. When I was a little kid, the Star Wars trilogy were my most favorite movies. I don't remember a time in my childhood when Princess Leia, Han Solo and Luke Skywalker weren't my imaginary friends. And when I put in Star Wars after not having seen it for many, many years, I not only remembered every line, but also every noise made by an alien or droid. I was cracking myself up on the couch beeping along with R2-D2, until I got to this scene:
When Princess Leia says (right around 5:30), "This is some rescue," and Han says, "He's the brains, sweetheart!" I realized I had never before knew what that line was. As a kid I thought is was one of the following:
Peas for brains, sweetheart! (Intergalactic vegetable insult?)
Key the train, sweetheart! (?)
Gee, Lorraine sweetheart! (Leia could be a nickname for Lorraine. Princess Lorraine.)
Also in that same scene, when Princess Leia takes the gun all bossy and says, "Someone's got to save our skins!" I really and truly used to think she was saying, "Someone's got to save us kids!" which I love because that's such a little kid thing to think someone is saying. "We're just three crazy kids against the Empire and I gotta save us!"
It's like when I watched the Newsies as an adult and realized I had not internalized one thing about the newsboys strike (which is kind of the point of educational movies like that) but I had learned all of the songs and dances and watched the behind the scenes special feature a lot. Although, in another line mix up, right before this song starts, Jack says one of the other newsies has been in a bad mood all day. My cousins and sisters and I always thought he was saying, "You've been in the bathroom all day." So now when we're in a bad mood, that's what we say.
My sister always thought this song was called "It's a hard nut life" as opposed to "It's a hard knock life." I don't even want to know what that would mean. Our version didn't have the lyrics. And you know, I don't mean to critisize sad little depression orphans, and I'm all for singing while you work, but chores might get done more quickly without gymnastics. Just a thought.
Sunday, June 5, 2011
Thursday, June 2, 2011
Dance Party Thursday
Happy Thursday, one and all! To celebrate, here is one of my most favorite songs of all time!
How great is that? I cannot not dance to it (also, I don't not love a double negative for emphasis). How happy is that guy when he says he can live forever?! SO HAPPY!
Happy Thursday!
Thursday, May 19, 2011
Happy(ish) Thursday
Since I posted my last Happy Thursday post, a lot has changed. While it's mostly because I've been a terrible blogger, it's also because there has been a lot of change in my life. One change significant to Thursday-love is that I now work Sunday through Thursday, making Thursdays my Fridays (my ThurFridays according to my good friend Tanya) which only augments their "the whole weekend is ahead of me" appeal.
But this Thursday? Not so good, so far. Not awful, just rainy and would have rather stayed in bed, headache that will not be cured by mocha, mom out of cell phone contact when I need her for cooking and life advice, these types of struggles. So today I post not one but two videos for cheering up purposes and to get this Thursday correct!
So get to livin' and doing cat stuff (WHAT?!) like relaxing and stretching and eating and being bossy and nosy. And Happy ThurFriday to us all!
But this Thursday? Not so good, so far. Not awful, just rainy and would have rather stayed in bed, headache that will not be cured by mocha, mom out of cell phone contact when I need her for cooking and life advice, these types of struggles. So today I post not one but two videos for cheering up purposes and to get this Thursday correct!
So get to livin' and doing cat stuff (WHAT?!) like relaxing and stretching and eating and being bossy and nosy. And Happy ThurFriday to us all!
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Yo!Ga!
The greatest thing about practicing yoga is the attitude changes. It's the only form of exercise besides dancing that doesn't feel like work to me. I know I must be building muscles and endurance and confidence because how else can you possibly explain the changes that have happened to my practice? (Yes, "split personality" or "flightiness" would explain them. But I'm pretty sure yogi's don't believe in those things. They are too zen.)
-When my teacher said, "So, yeah, just push the earth away with your hands, kick your legs for a while and pretty soon: handstand!"* I thought, "No. I will do your scissor kicks with my hands on the floor. That is all." Today, anticipating my yoga class tonight, I keep thinking, "I hope we do some sort of inversion, preferably a handstand. I could so go for an L-shaped handstand tonight, with a side of pendulum kicks and maybe I'll get both feet off the floor!"
-Pigeon pose. Oh how I hated you. How long I hated you. You made my feet fall asleep and you made me crabby and I would try to breathe and not chant, "Enough, enough, enough, enough *$#&*^ pigeon pose, enough..." Last week, I requested you. Hips? Still not that open, but my attitude is adjusted enough to make me actually want to do the poses I need. I need me some Pigeon pose.
-I read a yoga magazine a few months ago with an article all about Wild Thing and thought, "Wow, someday, years from now, maybe I will try Wild Thing and not break my back or fall on the floor. Two weeks ago, I totally did Wild Thing SEVERAL TIMES. My back remains intact and that did not make me fall on the floor. I almost fell out of Dancer's Pose, but that was because of cockiness. Which is very un-yoga.
See?! Yoga is so good for a positive attitude! And for muscles and every other thing! I love it.
Note: Do not be an idiot and try these yoga poses at home without proper instruction or help (like this one "friend" I have, who is TOTALLY not me, who thought it would be a super great idea to try Half Moon at home with nothing but my- I mean her box set of Indiana Jones DVDs as a block and a coffee table to "catch" me- I mean her. It ended in tears.)
*My yoga teacher does not talk like that. She is awesome.
-When my teacher said, "So, yeah, just push the earth away with your hands, kick your legs for a while and pretty soon: handstand!"* I thought, "No. I will do your scissor kicks with my hands on the floor. That is all." Today, anticipating my yoga class tonight, I keep thinking, "I hope we do some sort of inversion, preferably a handstand. I could so go for an L-shaped handstand tonight, with a side of pendulum kicks and maybe I'll get both feet off the floor!"
-Pigeon pose. Oh how I hated you. How long I hated you. You made my feet fall asleep and you made me crabby and I would try to breathe and not chant, "Enough, enough, enough, enough *$#&*^ pigeon pose, enough..." Last week, I requested you. Hips? Still not that open, but my attitude is adjusted enough to make me actually want to do the poses I need. I need me some Pigeon pose.
-I read a yoga magazine a few months ago with an article all about Wild Thing and thought, "Wow, someday, years from now, maybe I will try Wild Thing and not break my back or fall on the floor. Two weeks ago, I totally did Wild Thing SEVERAL TIMES. My back remains intact and that did not make me fall on the floor. I almost fell out of Dancer's Pose, but that was because of cockiness. Which is very un-yoga.
See?! Yoga is so good for a positive attitude! And for muscles and every other thing! I love it.
Note: Do not be an idiot and try these yoga poses at home without proper instruction or help (like this one "friend" I have, who is TOTALLY not me, who thought it would be a super great idea to try Half Moon at home with nothing but my- I mean her box set of Indiana Jones DVDs as a block and a coffee table to "catch" me- I mean her. It ended in tears.)
*My yoga teacher does not talk like that. She is awesome.
Saturday, January 1, 2011
Locked and Loaded 2011
2010, bleh.
I can't think of anything remarkable in 2010. To be fair, I can think of some remarkable 2010 stuff, but most of it happened to other people. And worse than nothing remarkable happening, I don't have much record of 2010. I didn't write much, I didn't take many pictures. I wasn't keeping track.
For 2011, I want to make some remarkable stuff happen and I want to keep track of what happens to me, remarkable or mundane. I have high hopes: my sister is about to have a baby any minute now (come on, kid!), I will start grad school in a week and I have some potential traveling in the works.
I'm charging my camera battery and writing this blog entry, so that's a start. Now I should probably change out of my pajamas and actually do some stuff.
Here I go!
I can't think of anything remarkable in 2010. To be fair, I can think of some remarkable 2010 stuff, but most of it happened to other people. And worse than nothing remarkable happening, I don't have much record of 2010. I didn't write much, I didn't take many pictures. I wasn't keeping track.
For 2011, I want to make some remarkable stuff happen and I want to keep track of what happens to me, remarkable or mundane. I have high hopes: my sister is about to have a baby any minute now (come on, kid!), I will start grad school in a week and I have some potential traveling in the works.
I'm charging my camera battery and writing this blog entry, so that's a start. Now I should probably change out of my pajamas and actually do some stuff.
Here I go!
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Things that happen when I'm bored
Yesterday was my pj's and knitting day. So when I got up this morning, I jumped right in the shower and got all ready for a day out running errands. And my car didn't start. No big deal, I thought. I'll just...knit some more. I've got lots of knitting to do! And movies to watch! Not having a car will be fun! I'll call this day, "Snowbound inside a cozy house with all the amenities: the Samantha Minnis story" and Lifetime will be knocking down my door for the made-for-TV movie rights!
Or will they?
Things I've done today:
1) Curled my hair until I put Farrah Fawcett to shame and shellacked it into place.
2) Some laundry.
3) Plenty of knitting.
4) Drank many cups of tea.
5) Watched Pee-Wee's Christmas 2 1/2 times.
6) Talked to Laura and Nan and Jess.
7) Did dishes.
8) Watched The Nightmare Before Christmas.
9) Checked Facebook once or twice (times a billion).
10) Tried starting the car again.
11) Hoped that I can easily fix my car. Worried that I can't.
12) Read a little.
13) Called Laura again.
14) Looked at imdb to figure out who the voice actors were in The Nightmare Before Christmas.
15) Looked at Petfinder for Boston Terriers or French Bulldogs that might need a home.
16) Wrote this blog.
Things I haven't done today:
1) Finished any task.
2) Cleaned the bedroom.
3) Cleaned the basement.
4) Packed for Casey's parent's house.
5) Vacuumed.
6) Any of the organization I wanted to do on my break.
7) Seen another human.
Unless I overcome something soon, Lifetime probably won't care. If I do manage to save a neighbor from an abusive husband or save all three cats from the evils of napping, I would request that Tori Spelling not have anything to do with the Lifetime movie.
Thank you.
Or will they?
Things I've done today:
1) Curled my hair until I put Farrah Fawcett to shame and shellacked it into place.
2) Some laundry.
3) Plenty of knitting.
4) Drank many cups of tea.
5) Watched Pee-Wee's Christmas 2 1/2 times.
6) Talked to Laura and Nan and Jess.
7) Did dishes.
8) Watched The Nightmare Before Christmas.
9) Checked Facebook once or twice (times a billion).
10) Tried starting the car again.
11) Hoped that I can easily fix my car. Worried that I can't.
12) Read a little.
13) Called Laura again.
14) Looked at imdb to figure out who the voice actors were in The Nightmare Before Christmas.
15) Looked at Petfinder for Boston Terriers or French Bulldogs that might need a home.
16) Wrote this blog.
Things I haven't done today:
1) Finished any task.
2) Cleaned the bedroom.
3) Cleaned the basement.
4) Packed for Casey's parent's house.
5) Vacuumed.
6) Any of the organization I wanted to do on my break.
7) Seen another human.
Unless I overcome something soon, Lifetime probably won't care. If I do manage to save a neighbor from an abusive husband or save all three cats from the evils of napping, I would request that Tori Spelling not have anything to do with the Lifetime movie.
Thank you.
Thursday, December 16, 2010
If everyone keeps all ten fingers, we call it success.
That was stuck in my head when I woke up this morning. You're welcome.
Last night I taught the last of a 3 week series of knitting classes at JoAnn Fabrics. All day yesterday I was dreading it: I've been tired and fighting a sinus infection all week and it meant going from my 8-5 job right to JoAnn's and not getting home until close to 9. But the minute the students showed up, I was completely re-energized. I find it really rewarding to describe a technique to a student who three weeks ago had never knit before and watch that student successfully cable and make increases and decreases. I love it and I can't wait for classes to start again in January. There were a few nail biting moments last night, though, because a high school girl showed up and for a second I was worried she was a better knitter than me and that I wouldn't be able to answer her questions, let alone teach her. To make things even more interesting, her mother had been in a quilting class I took a couple of years ago where on the first day of class I almost cut my finger tip off with the rotary cutter. So, you know, not a vote of confidence that she should leave her child with me. Her expert knitter child. Anyway, the kid didn't need much help, but I think she was grateful to be in a group of people who didn't make fun of her for being a big knitting nerd. We had a lot of fun, everyone learned how to cable and no one (not even me) came close to losing a finger. If you want to take a class with me next semester, please be assured that I will at least pretend to be one step ahead of you in knitting prowess (except for you Erica, I know you are my knitting lord and master), and you should be able to leave class in one piece.
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