When I was a little girl living in rural England, I got my fourtune told by a Romanian gypsy woman who came door to door selling 'lucky' heather. Mum and dad weren't home at the time (I was 11 and babysitting my little brother. It was safe(r) to do that back then - almost 30 years ago. Nowadays - not so much) and I didn't want to cause any bad luck for myself or my family, so I spent what I had left of my allowance and she told me my fortune. It was full of the usual bullshit that so-called psyc...

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...

*This exchange happened as we were driving to the hospital last Friday* Him: 'Hey, if I'm left in a coma and a zombie attack happens - or even if one happens when I'm under anasthesia - I want you to take the kids and get out of town.  But, before you go, I want you to leave my good boots under my bed so that when I finally come to I'll have them there waiting.' Me: 'Okey doke.  Want me to leave anything else?' Him: 'Nope, just my boots.'. Me: "Sure thing, daddy-o.  Ho...

D came through the surgery okay, and I brought him home last night.  He spent the night on the couch - he said that he didn't think he'd be able to manage the stairs last night (was full of percocet and still drowsy from the anesthesia) - and when I got up this morning he was walking around the kitchen on his crutches. He's been bearing a little weight on his leg today and has been using his CPM (Continuous Passive Motion; it bends and straightens his knee a few degrees) and pain med...

Dave finally gets to have his ACL reconstruction surgery today. The past few days have been nightmare-ish; he's been calling all over the county and city, trying to make sure that Tricare will cover everything.  They haven't, btw. They haven't covered everything - but we'll make do without the equipment they wouldn't cover.  It pisses me off, and D's going to write his elected official(s) when he's recovered, but right now it's time to concentrate getting him through the op and on t...

I've been licking my wounds all weekend, mourning anew my father's passing.  Today was not a good pain day for me, either physically or emotionally.  The Mrs was more herself today than I've seen her in a long time, but even the joy that came from witnessing that didn't last very long.  Before long, the clouds rolled in and the day was grey again. I came home from work and sequestered myself on the couch, not wanting to talk to or see anyone.  When the phone rang, I handed...

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. ...