French Onion Soup

I decided that lunch needed to be good today. I think it will be.

Making my home rich

A forum post today made me think about all of the family treasures I have at my house. I thought that I'd put up some pictures of them.

I have my great grandmother's dining set



Complete with the paint job that was on it when she bought it.



I have the rocking chair that my father put together for my mother to rock me and my brothers in (excuse the mess)



I also have the thread box that my great great grandmother used. The blankets on the back of the horse cover a pincushion.



And finally I have the china that my grandmother purchased for me, along with the toasting glasses from my brother's wedding.

My New WIP Bag

I found this at Michael's yesterday for $1. For the record, the joke is that when you have a great deal of work to undo it's called frogging it, because it goes ribbit ribbit and kind of jumps around in your hands.

Doin it for the Peekture

Knitting

I was out with a friend and her young cousin last week. We were at a bead shop. I was broke, so in order to fend off temptation I started knitting. After a bit, the young cousin came over to me and asked me some questions about my knitting. In the course of the conversation, I realised two things.

1. I like knitting because there is no wrong way of doing it. Like life, there are choices to make. Some are obviously superior to others (placement and number of arms), and some are not (color scheme, stitch pattern). And sometimes, like life, the mistakes you make turn out better than what you had planned. There is no do-it-this-way-or-else in knitting. There is only, do you like it that way?

2. I'm really good at knitting. I do my best to be modest, really, I do. But there are some things that I can acknowledge that I do well, just as there are some things that I know I don't do well. I knit really well. I'm not a great housekeeper. I bake really well. Cooking, not so much. Since I can state the things I'm bad at (ballet, I'm looking at you), I should also be able to talk about the things I'm good at. And I'm good at knitting. Soon I will post pictures of the mittens I'm making for my dad. They're pretty kick ass, I'm not going to lie.

Woohoo!

Hooray! The semester is over!

Okay, I'm feeling some pretty big emotions, and I know that if I go to bed right now I won't be able to sleep, so this is not house related, but here it is.

So this semester has been a rough one. I feel the need to share with the intertubes (for some strange reason) that I almost lost in my battle against depression this semester. But I stuck it out and trenched in and came out on the other side a stronger person (wow, three metaphors in one sentence for the win!). I lost the job I loved; helping to reform a preschool into a developmentally appropriate environment and am now working at a coffee shop. I really, really like my job now, and my boss is amazing to work with. My relationship with James went through a really rough patch, but we got through it.

But good things have happened, too! I've learned that I really really like dancing. I got a short walzing lesson tonight (AMAZING!) and have been taking ballet this semester. I also made some new friends and have strengthened some relationships. My knitting is coming along well, (Lil's getting an elephant for Christmas this year) and I'm working on my father's Christmas present (pics to come later). I met a friend from Ravelry (hooray!) and went to see Rocky Horror performed live with another who I haven't seen since HS.

I think (not entirely sure) that I got straight As this semester, and tonight I met a woman who teaches ballroom and spinning. (She's one of those talented people who I would love to hate if she weren't so nice.)

All in all, it was a really rough semester, but now it's over and life is looking pretty good. I'm very grateful for what I have right now, and I'm really appreciating my life.

The Catmeat

Has brought us fleas. It must be true love.