When I did my snow day dance, I really should have clarified that I wanted a snow day with power.
I wasn’t able to get to work this morning. (Yay!) However, I lost power very early this morning and it didn’t come back on until around 11pm tonight. The downside of country living is that when I lose power, I also lose water and heat.
Thankfully, I thought ahead and filled up my washing machine with water last night. This allowed me to flush the toilet (via a bucket of water) today. I know, that’s TMI, but believe me: that was a huge deal!
I put all of my perishable food outside in the snow, so none of it spoiled. I also have a gas stove, so I could cook.
I spent today listening to the radio and knitting on my Fuzzy Feet. As the house got colder, I piled on more clothes. By the time the power came back on, I was wearing a T-shirt, two sweatshirts, sweatpants and two pairs of wool socks.
My camera batteries died before sunrise (and I obviously couldn’t recharge them), so I have no blizzard pictures. It was a doozy of a blizzard, though. There’s a snow drift in front of my house that is as high as the fence (four feet). The highway to my house is still closed, so I’m stranded at home.
However, I have heat, lights and water.
I have no complaints.
Here’s Friday’s Feast:
Create a new candle scent.
The smell of my mom’s spaghetti sauce.
Name one way you show affection to others.
Unexpected gifts and cards.
What is your favorite writing instrument?
A 0.9mm mechanical pencil.
If you were given $25 to spend anywhere online, from which site would you buy?
Knit Picks, of course.
Are you dressing up for Halloween? If so, what are you going to be?
No. I’ve never been into Halloween.
Here’s the first Fuzzy Foot:
And Kishka, posing again:
I generally keep this blog focused on knitting, dogs and clouds. I like reading happy blogs, so I try to write that kind of blog.
Every so often, though, something gets under my skin and I have to grab my soapbox and pontificate to my heart’s content.
Today, I’m ticked off about this.
I was streaming live coverage of this tragedy as it happened. As soon as the reporters began stating who owned the plane, I started to get ticked off. Once it was discovered that a ‘celebrity’ (I hate that word) owned the plane and was on board, the news anchors were practically orgasmic in how they reported the news.
It was disgusting.
The news was reported so quickly, that I just knew that the families hadn’t been notified. One man’s father found out his son was dead from a TV newscast.
What the hell is wrong with this country?
Yes, I know we live in the age of instant news and it’s usually a wonderful thing.
Call me naive, but it shocks me that not one news organization held back the identity of the dead.
Have they no heart?
Can they not imagine how they would feel if it was their son, husband, brother?
As the above linked article states, the world found out this man was dead before his wife did.
One of the men who died today was ‘celebrity’, but he’s also a person.
A person with people who love him.
Those loved ones deserve respect.
This really is the cold from hell. I only worked 5 hours today which makes just 8 hours of work so far for this week. The rest of the week has been spent on the couch.
I think I’m slowly starting to improve. The nose isn’t as stuffy, but the cough is hanging tough and making it nearly impossible to sleep. The worst part is the fatigue. I am just flat out exhausted. I’m going to lie low through the weekend and hopefully bounce back next week. I hope so. I haven’t been this sick in years. My condolences to anyone else who got hit by this killer cold.
My poor dogs have been so neglected this week: no walks, no playing, etc. I feel like a horrible dog mommy, but I’ll make it up to them.
I’ve been knitting in the Mystery Project and also on Log Cabin #2:
I switched the Log Cabin Blanket from the Denise Needles to the Knit Picks Needles. Wow. It is so much easier to knit this on the KP needles. The blanket doesn’t get caught up on the cable and picking up stitches is ridiculously easy. I’ve been knitting with the Denise Needles and the Needlemaster and the Knit Picks needles are superior to both of them.
It’s time again for Friday’s Feast:
Name a song you know by heart.
She Let Herself Go by George Strait. I may or may not have been caught by fellow drivers belting this out at the top of my lungs at a red light.
What will you absolutely not do in front of another person?
Take a crap. But I will do it in front of dogs. I don’t have a choice. They like to line up and watch.
How often do you use mouthwash and what kind do you like?
Um, not very often. Call me a freak, but I have bad memories associated with mouthwash, so never buy it.
Finish this sentence: I am embarrassed when…
Why on earth would I answer this and embarrass myself on my own blog?
What was the last food you craved?
It was another gorgeous fall day here in Colorado. I took some pictures on the way home:
…”doing a shot” means this:
Yes, this post is brought to you by generic DayQuil, the “daytime, non-drowsy, stuffy head, sore throat, coughing, aching, fever relief” that leaves you stoned off your ass.
I worked a half day today. I was feeling okay this morning, but before I even made it to work, I was feeling just horrible, so I came home at lunchtime.
Thank you to everyone who commented/emailed ‘get well’ wishes. I do appreciate it.
There’s been a lot of knitting on the mystery project. I’m pleased with how it’s turning out.
Here’s tonight’s sunset, just before a storm blew through:
And here’s Kishka, looking rather concerned at my coughing/sneezing fit:
Random dog picture!
I’d like to take a moment to thank my co-workers who came to work with a cold last week and spread their germs all around. I saw the germs approaching yesterday and did everything I could to fight them off. However, they ambushed me while I was sleeping and I woke up this morning a complete mess: sneezing, coughing, nose dripping (TMI?), etc. Ugh.
I stayed home today and am currently 2/3 of the way through a jumbo box of Kleenex.
I’m not sure I have more Kleenex in the house and am hoping I don’t have to resort to paper towels. I’ll look like Rudolph in five minutes flat.
The good news is that I’m now feeling well enough to knit. Earlier today, I was just lying on the couch, watching TV and moaning (and not in a good way).
While browsing the Internet, I found this story. The whole story is disturbing, but the worst part is this:
“One of her students saw nude art in the museum, and after the child’s parent complained, the teacher was suspended.”
A veteran teacher lost her job because one parent complained about nudity? It’s not porn, it’s art that happens to depict nude people. Huge difference.
No wonder this country is so messed up.
I would love to pontificate more, but I must attend to my nose.
It’s time to feast!
What was the very last song you listened to?
If You’re Going Through Hell by Rodney Atkins. I love this song and some days it’s exactly what I need to hear.
What is one company/store/corporation you would recommend that people stay away from?
I don’t tend to be too vocal about this kind of stuff, but I have never purchased anything at Starbucks. I don’t think I’ve even been inside one of their stores. I give my business to the local coffee chain.
On a scale of 1 to 10 with 10 being highest, how much do you enjoy having your picture made?
I assume this would mean having my picture taken and that would be a 3.
Besides a bookmark, what is something you’ve used to keep your place in a book?
Postcards and photographs.
Name a food that you like that most people don’t.
This is tough. I am a very picky eater and like pretty basic stuff. I do dip my potato chips in mustard, but I don’t think that’s very odd.
Speaking of food, I just took some banana bread out of the oven:
It smells sooooo good. I may have to have a piece before I go to bed.
Thank you for all the compliments on the Minty Fresh Blanket. I am so glad I got past the false starts and seem to be on track.
Melanie inquired about the source of the pattern. This pattern is in Quick Knitted Afghans. I love this book. Out of all the blanket pattern books that I own (and there are many!), this is my favorite.
There was another gorgeous sunset tonight:
I saw a license plate today that was both confusing and amusing:
Mmmbop? Seriously? And most importantly….why?
I realize that I am a bit biased, but I’m quite certain that I own one of the cutest dogs alive: