Monday, January 26, 2009

Theme from Sunday


Woohoo, good potluck and meeting. One of the best ever.

Saturday, January 24, 2009

The 40 Million Dollar Alpaca

I posted this on my dream journal, but because it's fiber related, I thought that it would be fun to record it here, too.

Last night I dreamt that we were still in the cold war. The family that we quiz with, we saw went down to their shelter at night, just for fun. They even brought their dog with them. Well, that night, the bombs came. Only a few survived. Hardly any animals survived, save the few pets like that family's dog.

I and a guy (I think we were teens) looked at old videos of what happened right before the bombs. We saw this man reach down and pick something up. I knew what he was picking up and putting in his wallet. Though the object was trash, then, it was treasure now. Me and the guy set out to steal the object from the man, who didn't know the treasure he had.

We plotted and searched his room. The man's wallet held the treasure, actually there were 3. He had three lengths of yarn, bundled up and put in 3 different clear pouches in his wallet. I took them then brought them to my dad who was a scientist. He about fell out of his chair. For there were 3 yarn scraps which were alpaca, angora and a wool type. All of these animals became extinct when the bombs came, they were all killed along with any of their fibers. (Never mind the fact that somewhere I'm sure, a yarny has hoarded this stuff underground.)

The significant of the yarn was that it contained DNA of these extinct animals. With these pieces of yarn, they could extract the DNA and find out how to make the animals again.

The alpaca alone was worth 40 million with the other two not too shabby either. We were rich. Most important of all, we had more fiber bearing animals!

Thursday, January 22, 2009


I've been cranky and complaining, and wish sometimes that I didn't have to be around myself. Maybe it's partly the weather or the stress of the Mission trip or that the women's retreat is coming up and it brings back bad feelings or it could even things that I think should go well aren't going well.

I was talking to A about it today and she helped me to work through some things. It all seems to come down to stress and me not being able to spend time and energy or have a margin around me. To top it off, my quiet times have been short, when I've had them.

I came home tonight kind of sad but a little better and then I had and had urge to read my Bible. Where is it? Was the first thing I asked. I found it and flipped to where I left off before and started reading out loud, starting with Nehemiah chapter 8. The exiles were returning and were being read the Law (the scriptures) by the priests in this day of celebration. Ezra opened up the book, praised God and the people shouted Amen. What did I have to lose? I shouted "Amen" too. Then it said the people bowed down and worshiped.

This made me pause. If I Amened, then I should do that to. Oh well, it's in my own home, no one can see me being silly. I lay down on the floor and as soon as I did, I started crying. I've no idea why I felt like crying, but it seemed as if it's what I needed to do. I praised God again and left my own issues and concerns and concentrated on the praising. And crying. The phone rang. Hubby is coming home.

When I came back, I took up the Bible again and decided to continue reading. The priests were helping the people understand what God's word was saying and then they said, "this day is sacred to the Lord your God. Do not mourn or weep." That made me want to cry. Why, I don't know.

It went on to command the people to eat choice food and drink sweet drinks and again not to grieve, for the joy of the Lord is your strength.

I've been learning that things like this aren't coincidences. What happened, here, really? For one thing, I praised God in the midst of my circumstances and went to Him for help. And most importantly, I think God is wanting me to read more of the Bible. Duh, like I needed an epiphany for that.

But then again, I am dense sometimes.

Good bye cranky woman, I hope I don't see you for awhile.

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Books read in 2008

69 books in 2008, not my best year. There are probably about 5-10 more books that I didn't record, when I went through a "book a night" phase during the summer. Oh well, maybe this year I'll break 100 again.

  • 01. Every Mother Is A Daughter - Perri Klass and Sheila Solomon Klass
  • 02. The Measure of A Lady - Deeane Gist
  • 03. Murder, Mayhem and a Fine Man - Claudia Burney
  • 04. Snitch - Rene Gutteridge
  • 05. Bark of the Bog Owl -
  • 06. Final Notice - Jo Dereske
  • 07. The Secret of the Swap King - Jonathan Rogers (at this point I lost track of the books I read, so they are in no particular order until May)
  • 08. The Way of the Wilderking - Jonathan Rogers
  • 09. Prince Caspian - C.S. Lewis
  • 10. Miss Invisible - Sarah Jensen Walker
  • 11. The Unexpected Mrs. Pollifax - Dorothy Gilman
  • 12. The Amazing Mrs. Pollifax - Dorothy Gilman
  • 13. Sarah - Orson Scott Card
  • 14. Yarn Harlot - Stephanie Pearl-McPhee
  • 15. Million Dollar Dilemna - Judy Baer
  • 16. Ireland - Melody Carlson
  • 17. Papua New Guinea - Melody Carlson
  • 18. Courting Trouble - Deanne Gist
  • 19. Trophy Wives Club - Kristin Bilerbeck
  • 20. A Bride Most Begrudging - Gist
  • 21. Love Me If You Must - Nicole Young
  • 22. Bad Connection - Melody Carlson
  • 23. Road Trip - Melody Carlson
  • 24. Sold Out - Melody Carlson
  • 25. Face the Music - Melody Carlson
  • 26. Just Ask - Melody Carlson
  • 27. Meant to Be - Melody Carlson
  • 28. Falling Up - Melody Carlson
  • 29. The Defiant Heart - Tracey Bateman
  • 30. Hope Rising - Kim Meader (5/24)
  • 31. Heartreader - Anonymous (Terry Blackstock) 5/29
  • 32. My Heart, Christ's Home - Munger 5/29
  • 33. Nice Girls Don't Change the World - Lynne Hybels 6/2
  • 34. The Lost Apostle - Rene Pederson 6/3
  • 35. Island Girl - Sandry Byrd 6/5
  • 36. Choptick - Sandra Byrd 6/8
  • 37. Red Velvet - Sandra Byrd 6/10
  • 38. Things I Learned From Knitting - Stephanie Pearl McPhee 6/11
  • 39. Daisy Chains - Sandra Byrd 6/12
  • 40. Beyond Reach - Melody Carlson 6/15
  • 41. How I Write - Janet Evanovich 6/17
  • 42. Samson and the Pirate Monks
  • 43. Dragonsinger - Anne McCaffrey 7/?
  • 43. Skid - Rene Gutteridge 6/29
  • 44. Taming Rafe 7/18
  • 45. Restorer's Son - Sharon Hinck 7/18
  • 46. Jumping in Sunset - Ringling 7/20
  • 47. Rekindled - Tamara Alexander
  • 48. Walks the Fire - Whitson
  • 49. Passin' Through - Louis L'Amour
  • 50. Something about Mountains (one of those short story compilations that his relatives put together after he died) - Louis L'Amour
  • 51. The Beach House - Sally John 8/5
  • 52. Fancy Pants - Hake
  • 53. Everything's Coming Up Josey
  • 54. Landon Snow and the Shadlow of Malus Quidam
  • 55. The Shack
  • 56. Boo Humbug
  • 57. Hazardus Duty - Barrit
  • 58. In Between - Jenny B. Jones
  • 59. Deep in the Heart of Trouble
  • 60. Landon Snow and the Island of Arcanum - Mortenson
  • 61. Landon Snow and the Volucher Dragon
  • 62. Two Crosses - Musser
  • 63. Miss Match - Madgum
  • 64. Quaker Summer - Samson
  • 65. All the Tea in China
  • 66. Borrower of the Night - Peters
  • 67. Free Range Knitter - Yarn Harlot
  • 68. Maggie Come Lately - Buckman
  • 69. Knuckle Sandwhich

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

Craft Room Change

The room is just about organized! All that clutter is basically gone, and you can almost do aerobics in the middle. I do have a few things under the table and in the closet to sort through, but it's all very workable and nice.

On the down side, my husband said, "you have a lot of yarn." I beg to differ. I've been knitting since my pre-teens which makes it....a long time. If I had kept all the yarn I ever had and didn't use, we'd need another house.

You Know You're A Night Owl When... tell your husband, "I'm going to get up at 7am tomorrow morning," and he starts laughing hysterically. So much so, that he says "stop" (meaning, "stop being so funny") and almost chokes while brushing his teeth.

Monday, January 12, 2009

Crap to Craft Room

My craft room is a hazzard area. I'm not kidding, I can't even walk through it safely. It's like a hurricane hit it. The room is not the happy place it used to be. Here, let me show you what you see when you first walk in:

There's an antique school desk there, under the purple quilt. A bunch of foam, misc junk and clutter. The "walkway" veers off slightly to the right, this way is blocked. I'm a bit embarassed to post these pics online, but it's only to show how much better it will be and so that I'll remember ground zero after it's all done.

This is farther into the room along that left wall. I have one shelf of yarn (not enough space), the blue plastic drawers are full of quilting threads that I used for longarming, the white plastic bins contain sewing supplies and scrapbooking & photos underneath. The black plastic ones are quilting supplies, projects and fabric. And then a box of stuff, an easel along the wall.

The room used to be quite organized and a joy to work in. While making dinner, I used to nip in and do a few chain stitches to a quilt pattern, cut some squares, oggle patterns, whatever. It's a sad, sad, room now.

How did it get this way? It took a couple of years of neglect. At first I started to store boxes for our annual garage sale in the closet...which cramped my stash of fabric. Then, I started storing overflow when guests came and we had to clean up quick. Some of those bags and boxes got a little lost and found their way into the closet, under the craft table and finally, lining a walkway. I also lost interest in quilting but didn't want to just give away the stuff because it's good quality and hey, people would pay for it on ebay. The fabric, books, magazines and supplies are all stored there even though I don't really use it. Plus the scrapbooking, painting, longarm quilting, knitting and now weaving things. The place became a storage area, then a disaster area.

I've also had a full time job and less and less time to take care of the house, much less an increasingly cluttered craft room that makes me exhausted just looking at it. The door stays closed unless I'm desperate for something.

Enough is Enough.

First step was to get rid of the bulk of scrapbooking supplies. I've made a grand total of 3 pages in the last 10 or so years. Reality needs to set in sometime.

Second, I got rid of furniture that does nothing to help. I put the school desk into the guest room which actually looks nice in there with all the books. Next, I pulled out all the quilts and half finished quilts piled on top and put them in the guest room closet (thankfully the guest room is in great shape, no clutter). This made some empty floor space next to my yarn.

Third, get some realistic storage solutions. I bought more of those wire cube things at Target and spent an afternoon listening to knitting podcasts and assembling the thing.

See all the nice storage spaces? My hubby actually things we need more. I don't think so, but do you think that I may not looking at all of this realistically yet?

Here's where I've left it. I set aside 3 rows for yarn, each categorized by fiber types. I can already see some yarn that I want to get rid of. It's great, each time I clean an area, I can put the yarn "away" on the shelf right then and there. I have a spot of misc. small things in the basket on the lower left, a spot for knitting bags, for half finished things and projects in bags, for patterns that I find randomly in piles, for hopelessly tangled yarn that I hope to untangle and even a spot for coned weaving yarns. The right section will house temporarily, different crafts. One so far has scrapbooking (the little that I will hung on to), another quilting.

My plan is to continue sweep through the room and clean up the clutter on the floor. I'll post pictures as I go.

About the quilting supplies. I do think that SOMEDAY I'll do more of it, so I don't totally want to get rid of it all. However, for now I'm accumulating the quilting fabric in a spot near the closet to see what I have. After that I'll sort through and thin out the stash.

And then...someday I'll be done and can tear down that wallpaper and paint it something really nice and then tear up the carpet for some laminate flooring.