tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-350764792011-10-07T15:34:29.781-05:00Rebeccahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17655017534199278478noreply@blogger.comBlogger431100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35076479.post-50720031899556558542011-01-30T22:26:00.003-05:002011-01-30T22:45:33.312-05:00

Wow, a somewhat consistent posting schedule! Maybe.First, a quick update on the bellydance coverup. It's in time out. I was trying to be a good little dancer and affix rhinestones to my new garment. And I MELTED A BIG HOLE in the damn thing. On the front. There is no getting around this. It'll get a patch, but only when I can look at it without glaring.Now, onto the main point of this post. I've

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I spent a bit of time this weekend sewing (no pictures yet, sorry!), and I had a little bit of an epiphany about color. I purchased this particular fabric a couple of years ago when I was at a conference outside of San Francisco. At the time, I loved the fabric. I thought it was interesting, and nuanced, and I thought it would make a great cover-up for my various bellydancing exploits. Over time

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Ah yes...it's the New Year, and that means another attempt to get this poor, abandoned blog up and running with some semblance of regularity, to say nothing of a cohesive theme and all that. All in all, though, I don't feel too guilty. 2010 was a pretty good year. There were some disappointments, but I learned a lot, and feel like I've come out ahead, in the end. It's certainly not one of those

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Wowzers. It's been ages since I've posted last. Eons. Nearly a year? Sad and pathetic.I'll not try to catch everyone up on the past year, because you've either been keeping up (more or less), or you don't care at this point. The general themes are the same: no one has died (thankfully), I have the same work (thankfully), and I live in the same geographic area. Of course I moved. My household

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...in posting the rest of the Australia tales. Life has interfered, it seems, and is prohibiting me from getting anything written up! In the meantime, I can offer an entertaining teaser or two. (well, hopefully they're entertaining!)One of the questions that followed me around Australia was "Which city do you like better? Sydney or Melbourne?" The proper answer was, of course, Melbourne, because

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Okay, funsters, here is the rest of the update, now that I've got some internet time on my card again! You got the surf update. The rest of Noosa proved to be quite a learning experience. This experience came in the form of the other people I was staying with. If you are looking for Americans in Australia, go to Noosa. That's where they're hiding. In one hostel, split among two rooms, were six

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Well, that was the words of Stefan, the French surf instructor...that to surf well, one needs to look like they are "taking a sheet in ze boosh, not ze Eiffel Tower" This wasn't my problem with surfing. I had lots of other problems! The last two days were really instructive, and it was good, because the waves got progressively harder as the time wore on (nature's doing, not the school's)...I got

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Well, here's the first update from Aus. The plane ride was very, very long. I was sort of successful in my attempt to sleep all day in an effort to ward off jetlag. I slept on both legs across to LA, and woke up feeling pretty alert and awake, but grungy. I had 5 hours to kill in LA, and spent the better part of them looking for a shower so I could clean up and change into the sweats I had

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Hey everyone, so I'm keeping this short, because I'm leaving in 12 hours and I'm still not done packing and, well, an update is low on the priority list. I know you procrastinators would say that I have oodles of time. It'll all get done...but a headache is starting to set in, thanks to the combination of no sleep and caffiene from the past couple of days. Sleep may win. I'll fight back with a

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Poor blog. You are so neglected. The primary reason for this is because I have been out doing things and living life, rather than writing about it. So, what has been filling my days? Hopefully in the next few I can show what I've been up to lately. First, in the crafting realm. I have been asked to do a very interesting craft project. The story goes something like this: Once upon a time, my

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One of the casualties of the divorce was my creativity. About this time last year, I couldn't make anything for love nor money. I could knit, because, to me, knitting isn't all that creative (blasphemy, I know!)...not in the grand scheme of things. I could follow a pattern fairly easily, and with my only instruction being "make it fit", well, that doesn't require too much thought from me,

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Yes, I know I've been remiss in posting. What can I say? I tend to spend more time living life than writing about it. That and I write all day long--that's my job--so writing at night tends to take a back seat. It shouldn't, though.Some good news, though. My last check from Robert came today. I've been spending some time in thought recently about what to do for myself to end the separation on a

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Whew....what a year! Though I will expound on this in other places, it seems like 2008's catch phrase should be "the agony and the ecstasy"...often at the same time! At any rate, I'm glad it's done. On to another year, a new plan, and the tools to accomplish it!Somewhere along the way, I adopted the idea that the way I spent my New Year's Day was indicative of how the year was going to be. Maybe

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...and entered The Twilight Zone. Seriously, that was my first thought when I read this. The headline said "Limbaugh thinks Clinton a Brilliant Pick" or some such nonsense...I was going to fall out of my chair to learn that the man might have aquired a bit of decency. Rest assured, he's still a malicious jackass, so all is still (mostly) right with the world.And this will be the last time I

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Is fruit stuff. This stuff doesn't have a name. Just "fruit stuff". There's nothing to it, really. Just oranges and grapefruit, cut up into a fruit salad, marinating in its own juice. This is really popular with the family. When we were all at home, we could go through about 80 pounds of fruit in a season between four people--40 lbs. each of grapefruit and oranges. This is a 5 lb. bag of

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This one comes from F, and I haven't seen it before, so what the heck. Besides, according to the people who do marketing, Xmas started 3 weeks ago, and I'm officially late! ha!1. Wrapping paper or gift bags?Yes. Usually gift bags come out if the gift is unusually shaped. Or if I'm feeling lazy. Or if I run out of a certain kind of paper. Or if I know I won't get the bag back in the end. I tend to

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This is a post I've been meaning to do for a while. Now that I don't have the thesis looming over my shoulders all the time I've been able to start taking whacks at the list of things I said I was going to do when I was done. Properly speaking, Step One was to find a job. Step Two is to get out of the debt I accrued when living on next to nothing. To that end, I did this:I've left one behind for

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While prowling the internet tonight, I came across this article describing dream symbols that point to stress. Oddly enough, I don't remember any of those dreams from when I was thesis-writing. In fact, I don't remember any dreams from that time. Only that I went to bed tired, woke up tired, groaned, looked at the clock, swore a bit, and got back to work.One of the changes I have noticed since

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Whew! What a whirlwind October it's been. More news will come out as it comes, but the first big piece is that I've moved. woohoo! Anyone who's asked me about where I live anytime in the past 18 mos has gotten a treatise on why NO ONE should live at Franklin Woods, and now I can say I don't live there myself anymore. After the Charging For Water incident (since when is water an amenity???) I made

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1. Take five books off your bookshelf.2. Book #1 -- first sentence3. Book #2 -- last sentence on page fifty4. Book #3 -- second sentence on page one hundred5. Book #4 -- next to the last sentence on page one hundred fifty6. Book #5 -- final sentence of the book7. Make the five sentences into a paragraph:The police in the small town of Los Alamos, New Mexico, worried briefly in 1974 about a man

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Here's how it works:1. Grab the nearest CD.2. Put it in your CD-Player (or start your mp3-player, I-tunes, etc.).3. Skip to Song 3 (or load the 3rd song in your 3rd playlist)4. Post the lyrics in your journal along with these instructions. Don’t name the band, nor the album-title.There's something everybody knowsThere's one place everybody goesI've got this notion that it isn't what it seemsThat

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You know, I get a real thrill out of venturing into "guy" spaces, getting exactly what I need, and not being hassled about it. Take Radio Shack. The looks on the clerks' faces when you go in and ask for a male Coax-to-USB cable is utterly priceless. Today, though, it was the auto parts store. Another version of the "guy store", where, as a woman, it's assumed that you are an idiot. Now, I've been

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more animals

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Wow! For a weekend spent not doing much of anything, I sure had a good one. Perhaps karma is finally starting to work for me. Or so it seems for these past few days! First, on Saturday, I was the very happy recipient of this bunch of loveliness from Faraday:For once, my camera captured the yellow correctly! That is two hanks of VERY yelllow and VERY orange yarn from Hawthorne Cottage, and two

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Start the morning off right. There will be photos posted soon, too, I promise :1. What is your occupation? Unemployed. Hopefully I’ll be an environmental consultant soon. I also occupy my time with free-lance sewing and alterations2. What color are your socks right now? None at the moment3. What are you listening to right now? My good friend Rick’s first reenacting caravan CD “Waterloo”4. What

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Making progressMy playgroundMy daily hugThank God I finished it in time!

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Heaven in a tea leaf (ginger peach)Trying to remember everythingCommon sense not required to manage this facilityWaiting...What to do while waiting...Highway Robbery (at least it's under $50!)Cheaper than the gasoline! (by a long shot)

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So, I'm actually doing it properly this time. Here's the rules:Aim of the Game: For one week, you are to post photographs taken during the day.Rules:1. You must take between 6 and 8 new photographs per day.2. Your WITL must be consecutive. No skipping days.3. You must post your photographs at the end of that day, sometime after the last picture is taken.4. Each photograph must have the time taken

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As I write this, it's 7am. Now, if that's not bad enough, I woke up approximately 15 minutes ago....ON MY OWN....no help from an alarm clock. When did I fall asleep? Sometime around 1:15 am. So let's see...5 hours of sleep, and I'm not tired, and there were no contributions from heavy drugs. Is this what no stress feels like?I know I've been utter crap at posting. I'm going to get better at it.

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This cracked me up...I can't underline things, so you're going to have to stick with read and unread.The Big Read reckons that the average adult has only read 6 of the top 100 books they've printed. Well let's see.1) Look at the list and bold those you have read.2) Italicize those you intend to read.3) Underline the books you LOVE.4) Reprint this list in your own LJ so we can try and track down

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So, for all you doubters out there, the Harry Potter car does exist! It's not a pale blue Ford Anglia, and it doesn't fly, and it doesn't come rescue you when you're about to be eaten by giant spiders (though, around here ticks are much more likely right now)....but we do have a car that lives in the woods out at the smog chamber..and it makes me smile, so I'm sharing with you. Its loooooking at

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You know, I've been asked (mostly by you, Trent!) why I don't post more stuff to my blog. And I've been thinking about why. Because I'm a terrible blogger. That's it. I'm a half-assed blogger. I don't consider myself to be particularly funny, and my skills at photographing knitting or my other projects are slightly lacking (mostly a photographer..)....and so there you have it. A relatively busy

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Place an X by all the things you've done, or remove the x from the ones you have not.This is for your entire life: -(X) Smoked a cigarette.() Drank so much you threw up (close, but not quite)( ) Crashed a friend's car( ) Stolen a car(X) Been in love(X) Been dumped( ) Been laid off / fired - got a buyout - took a redundancy(X) Quit your job(X) Been in a fist fight. (I decked a boy in 6th grade for

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I got the opportunity to take a trip to Texas about a month ago for a friend's wedding..and I got a chance to spend some time immersing myself in Texas culture. So, a couple of pics to share with everyone: This is the Astrodome in Houston. On the ground is the fairway for the carnival that is situated along the walkways around the Rodeo. This shot was taken from the top of the ferris wheel! And,

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1. Your rock star name (first pet, current car): Oreo Escape (hmmm, that one's pretty good!)2. Your gangsta name (fave ice cream flavour, favourite type of shoe): Peppermint Slingback3. Your Native American name (favourite colour, favourite animal): Green Lioness4. Your soap opera name (middle name, city where you were born): Leigh Houston5. Your Star Wars name (the first 3 letters of your last

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Well, this post is for a friend of mine (probably the only one who reads this blog!) who complains that I don't post anything about what I'm thinking, just stuff about knitting and sewing. So, here you are. An actual post about something beyond fiber.I suppose what's been on my mind most recently is all the crap surrounding Robert. I go up and down depending on which day...no, which MOMENT I am

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Hello again, world. I seem to be falling off my resolution to write more frequently. Ah well. I've been too busy DOING things to write about them, it seems. Anyway, here she is: Ta-da! It's my shiny new Bernina. We've been happily getting to know one another...with lovely creations such as this cute little lace pillow...an idea inspired by my cousin....and new skirts to wear to class, like this:

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Well, so far so good. I'm keeping up on my resolution to blog more. That doesn't mean that this site is getting any more traffic, but hey. It's a start.The biggest news of the past week is that a new arrival has entered my home. No, no babies, but a new sewing machine! Woohoo! It's a Bernina Aurora 430 and I'm totally in love with it. I had forgotten how nice and smooth and pretty and sleek

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Well, it's 2008, and that means, at least for most everyone, resolutions. I usually don't make them, but for some reason, this year they are showing up in abundance. Some way to improve every part of life. I want to get my thesis done (before the end of the year!), get to my WW goal weight, finish up projects I've had stashed away and make a dent in my scrapbook supplies...which kind of fits in

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Alrighty..so I finally joined the Fitted Knits Along (link here). Woohoo! I didn't want to join until I had something to show for it. And I do. About 2/3 of the textured tunic. I went until I ran out of yarn. Now I'm stopped until the LYS pulls some from their other stores and gets it over to me. Wed, perhaps? Then I can do the back flap and the sleeves. Right now I can't get over how LONG it is.

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Hello out there to everyone (all 2 of you). I'm going to try to resurrect this blog, as I do want to join some of the KALs that are floating around out there as well as show off what I'm doing. The status of the sweet sweater? I finished it! It's cute and everything, and I put it on and.....yeah. Too small. Well, too narrow. It would be utterly cute if I lost 15 lbs. I'm working on that anyway,

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Okay...so I frogged it. The sweater was just TOO big. But now? oh, now it fits like a dream. :)I swear I'll get this picture thing figured out soon! I've done about 6 or 7 inches below the armseye..it's starting to look like a real sweater now. Or maybe a sweater-vest.I also found a knitting circle! I found them on the internet, and their day to meet is Thursday, so I'm going to head out and see

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Okay, I've been negligent about posting my progress because I've been making so much..well, progress! I got my neckline issues figured out and have even gotten so far as to join up under the arms...which is where I sit now. As I look in the mirror, I realize...it's loose. Really loose. Now, it fits through and around my arms comfortably, but the size around the back? Huge! That negative ease is

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