Naima Update

So remember when I thought I had ordered the wrong color of Classic Elite Bam Boo for the scarf I’m knitting? Turns out, the color is indeed Bougainvilla. Flamingo is the pale pink. Of course, the skein I received is from a totally different dye lot than the original two skeins. I don’t feel like ordering/returning yarn on and on so I think I’m just going to cast off on it. It’ll be a short scarf. Maybe I’ll add a button or something. I have to admit that I’m a little disappointed because I really would have liked it a bit longer, but I am not one to have unfinished objects sitting in my closet for lengths of time. I like to either finish things up, or take them apart.

So… I guess that’s what I’ll have to do.

No Lobstah For Me :-(

For our anniversary, Drew got us a gift certificate to Lobster Anywhere for one of those packages with the live lobsters that they overnight to you from Maine. We’ve never cooked a lobster before and thought it would be a lot of fun. Well, due to work schedules and children it hasn’t been easy picking out a day where someone can watch the boys so we can get the package and cook up all the goodies. Somehow the stars aligned and tomorrow was supposed to be the day.

Supposed to being the key words here.

The guy from Lobster Anywhere just phoned Drew and the Fed Ex guy never took our package. ::Sob!!!:: But before we got too disappointed, they are going to make good. Because we can’t just pick another day for the live lobsters, he’s going to change our package around and give us two jumbo lobster tails instead of the live crustaceans, and said something about throwing in a dessert as well. So the lobster tails (along with the other goodies already included in the package – stuffed shrimp, bacon-wrapped scallops, and clam chowder) can be frozen. Well, maybe not the chowder. But that’s okay because I’ll be ready to devour that! At any rate, it’s hard to be upset because the guy really felt bad about it. Our new package should come on Thursday, so I’ll be looking forward to checking it all out.

In the meantime, Drew and I will do something else fun — probably get a late lunch somewhere. It’ll all work out, but it’s just so typical of our luck!

Manos Mittens

Mitten I finished my first mitten on Friday night. Now I just have to work up its pair. I *finally* settled on a pattern for this Manos. (For those following along, this poor yarn has been 3 different projects already.) I’m using Berrocco’s "Melinda" pattern, but instead of reverse stockinette on the cuff I just did garter stitch because I was lazy. Not bad for my first try. Once the mitten’s mate is finished I have to get serious about working on my shawl and not distract myself with these other little projects.

Small Business Tools

Earlier today I was researching payroll software for small businesses and was suprised how many different kinds there are out there. I’m vaguely familiar with some of the big names, but that’s about it. Some of the smaller brands seem just as good and are probably just as easy to use. I’m glad I’m just the one who was asked to look into it, though, and not the person who has to do payroll, LOL!

Getting Back On Track

When I was really keeping up with SparkPeople earlier this year I was doing so well with my weight loss! Now, I really don’t have a ton to lose, but enough. At any rate, back in April I got down to 147-148, and now I’m back up into the low 150s and just haven’t been feeling the healthiest, so it’s back to square one. (Though I was up to 160 in January, so at least I haven’t gone up that high — I’m wavering between 151 and 153.) Drew is feeling the same way, and it’s so much easier to do this together and keep each other motivated. I’m hoping I can get down to 140 by my birthday (October 26). I think that would be the best present that I could give myself!

Robots In Disguise

Several months ago (thanks to my mom and dad), Transformers fever hit Chez Carol and hit it hard. The movie and all the toys and paraphenalia have only added to the craziness. And it’s not just Jake. Drew is kind of crazy about them too. And okay, I’ll admit that I think they’re pretty awesome as well. A while back Drew found a black t-shirt with the Autobot symbol at Kohl’s and absolutely had to buy it. But check this out: light-up Transformers t-shirts. (Found on a friend’s LJ). Dude! OK, maybe that would be a bit overkill for me, but still… Dude! Light up! Transformers! More than meets the eye!

Beautiful Pearl Jewelry

I’m one of those women who loves jewelry. (And lucky for me I have a husband who like to purchase it! Ha!) But seriously, now that Noah is out of the stage where he’s constantly tugging at my earrings or necklace I’ve been wearing more again. I have several really beautiful pieces that Drew bought for me over the years including an amythest necklace and earring set, a saphhire pendant, and some beautiful pearl jewelry, too. I have a set of gray pearls as well as a gorgeous set of red pearls. I have an old pearl necklace that I think used to belong to one of my grandmothers, as well. I don’t think they’re real, but the necklace is pretty nevertheless. I also have a few pairs of pearl earrings — gray ones to go with my necklace and a few pairs of faux white pearls. There’s something so timeless about them. Not to mention they look fantastic with jeans and a t-shirt, or a little black dress! Now that’s jewelry that gives you some mileage!

What’s In My Bag

What's in my bag I decided to clean out my purse this morning. It was stuffed with old receipts, coupons, notes, wrappers, and loose change. And, of course, I have decided to blog about what is now in there:

  • My wallet (obviously) containing cash along with a couple credit cards, health insurance cards, and discount cards.
  • Three different lipglosses, all shades of pink.
  • Deposit slips. I keep meaning to put these in the desk!
  • Hand lotion and hand sanitzier.
  • Three pony tail holders.
  • Two rubber bands. (Why and how these got in there, I have no idea.)
  • My iPod. (Long drives are so much better with my MP3 player.)
  • Spearmint gum. I chew gum when I am stressed or nervous. Did you know that?
  • Silver hoop earrings. In case I forget to put some on when I leave the house, this pair goes with pretty much everything.
  • Cell phone.
  • Four pens. Why four? I think that when I see them around the house I just throw them into my purse so Noah doesn’t get them and write all over the furniture.
  • Calendar. I don’t really use it, but I have it just in case I need to look up a date.
  • My keys. I really have to scale down the keychains. While I adore the keyless entry features on our vehicles, I hate how bulky the keychains are. Plus, there’s the new one I got from the Toyota dealership, the cute sheep I got from the last dishcloth swap, and my tried-and-true key fob from Sommer Designs that I got in The Sampler way back when.
  • When I am out with the kids I throw in a couple bags of fruit snacks, a bag of crackers, a diaper or two, and a zipper bag with some wipes. Good to go!

Cat in a Bag

This is one of those things that seems funny, but is not funny. Last night Drew was out, the kids were in bed, and I was eating dinner while watching The Daily Show. It was approximately 8:20 PM when suddenly I heard a racket that scared me so bad I actually got lightheaded. I was really scared that someone was breaking into our house. First it sounded like pounding, or lots of heavy things being dumped out of a bag or box or cabinet, then something came flying up the stairs and running all across the first floor. I quietly got up and upon seeing all the fur that came flying, and I knew it was Maggie. Turns out, she was stuck in a plastic grocery bag. I let her calm down and a little while later tried to get at her and could get nowhere near her.

Now, Maggie is NOT a “lap cat.” She doesn’t enjoy being held or petted, so I knew this was not going to be easy. Finally, around 11 I just went to bed because she was quiet somewhere and let’s face it – I had to go to sleep at some point.

This morning Noah woke up around 5:20, and he and I were sitting in the rocking chair watching “Sesame” when I heard this pathetic mewing. I got up to look, quietly calling Maggie’s name, and she came tearing out from behind the couch, terrifying Noah who now I had to calm down as well. Luckily that wasn’t so difficult and I explained that Maggie was stuck in a bag and was scared because she couldn’t get it off her. I tracked her down to our bedroom — she likes to hide under the bed. I was able to get hold of the plastic bag, but it was really on her good — it wasn’t just around her head lightly, it was stuck on her body, poor thing.

I left her alone for another couple minutes, but the mewing was so sad, I had to do something. So I looked under the bed again and she had moved toward the other side. I went over there telling her very quietly that I was going to help her (meanwhile I was deathly afraid she would scratch me up). Luckily, our bed is an iron sleiqh bed which means there are wide openings in the headboard and plenty of room for her to poke her head up to the mattreess. That’s what she was doing. And that’s when I noticed that she had now gotten herself caught up in a paper shopping bag (you know, one with those really sturdy handles like you get in specialty shops?). Basically she’d gotten herself into a situation where she couldn’t go anywhere and was completely vulnerable — the handles from the second bag were somehow around her neck and one of her legs. How the hell did she do this???

At any rate, since she couldn’t do anything, I started to rip apart the paper bag, but then decided to do the plastic bag first so she wouldn’t immediately run away when her leg got free. That SOB was hard to tear off! The poor thing – it was really around her body tightly 🙁 Then I tore apart the paper bag until one of the handles came apart and she was finally free. The poor thing immediately curled up in the bed, nestling herself near two pillows.

She’s okay, but I am sure she has some scrapes because there was a small amount of blood on the sheet where she was while I was tearing all this stuff off of her. But I’m just going to let her have the bed for now and worry about changing and washing the sheets later. It’s barely anything, and nothing to worry about — I don’t want it to sound like it was a lot.

How she got herself into this, I’ll never know. But I’m relieved that she’s finally free. Poor kitty.