I've been given permission to teach my not-your-common-or-garden knitting class, and once I've saved up enough money I'm hoping to apply for a TM for the title of the class.  I'm also gathering patterns that I've come up with myself in the hopes of some publisher liking my TM'd title and thinking that a book would sell well.  Knitting has become very popular and I'd LOVE to be able to capitalize on that. I've searched the TM/SM database and there isn't any TM in existence for the na...

Yesterday was my birthday - the first one since my dad died. Today is Father's Day. I didn't think it would be this hard. I didn't know I'd cry so much.  I was ok all day yesterday; I did fine until my husband and kids sang 'happy birthday' for me last night - that was what did me in.  My dad used to call and sing that to me over the phone every.single.birthday. Today has been bad.  It wasn't as if I was thinking about it, fearing what would happen and how I'd be; I hadn'...

I got a call from my LYS yesterday.  They're under new management, apparently, and have recieved a LOT of enquires about knitting classes - but have no-one teach them. So, the new store manager has asked me to bring some samples of my work in on Monday afternoon to show him and the events coordinator, with a view to making me their new knitting instructor. If I get the position, it'll be the first time since before I was married that I've had two jobs at the same time. ...

An hour and a half from now, I will be holding one half of a giant pair of scissors and cutting the ribbon to oficially open the new homes that have been built on the other side of this base (the VP of the housing company will be holding the other). My family and I have been chosen to be the ribbon cutting family because we've lived in the crappy homes the longest - homes that will be demolished a week or so after we move out.  The military is recognizing the role that the...

In our family, I'm usually the one getting hurt - and often at very inconvienient times. However, today it was my husband's turn, and he managed to score the most untimely injury yet. He tore his ACL during a fight (sanctioned) at Phoenix Raven school.  Just how bad the tear is remains to be seen (he's in the ER now awaiting the results of an MRI).  One thing, however, is clear: no Phoenix Raven for him.  He can't complete the last 4 days of the training.  If it's ...

My mum flies home today after a three week vacation here with me and mine. It's been a wonderful time....I don't want it to end.  I don't want her to go home.  I don't want to put her on a plane and have the big Atlantic separating us again.  I don't want to let her go. I'm not going to let her go.  We have re-established the mother-daughter relationship again; we've re-connected in a way that I wish I had the words to adequately explain....we're close again, and I refu...

I've gone crazy.  Completely crackers.  Lost my mind.  I'm an utter lunatic.  I've been bitten by the sock knitting bug.  Mum bought me a pretty spendy sock knitting book, a very comprehensive one that allows you to customize patterns and make socks to fit their recipient.  I'm making a made-to-measure pair of socks for her as a 'thank you for buying me the book and look at how I'm using it' present.  Actually, I'm feeling pretty guilty about bloggi...

If I've done this right, you should be able to play the clip of me and mum seeing each other for the first time in 11 years.  It's not much; Dave wasn't as on the ball with the camera as I'd hoped and the lack of sound doesn't do much for the ambience (although you can hear me starting to cry at the sight of her), but you still get to see my big ass. This is us at the top of the Arch last week: Mother looking out the window at the Mississippi below: This us cramme...