Way out in the Middle of Nowhere

Later on this morning: The progress on my knit alongs. I'm on the Dem-Fischer-Sin-Fru (the fisherman's wife) and Secret of the Stole 2. But for now, it is what I do what I am not knitting along. I have been doing what I would call practical knitting. It's been freezing cold here and the men have cold toes. I grabbed some of my thicker yarn from the stash. Ok, not really stash but two large garbage bags full of yarn. In a weekend I had two sets of slippers made. On the left is my Husband's pair. I know, they don't match. The problem was that I ran out of yarn after knitting the first one. My only excuse is that they were needed immediately. My husband was not concerned with looks, he just needed warm feet. I learned my lesson with my son's socks. (On the Right) I had even less of the cool colored wool and much of the gray stuff, so I knitted the color in the cuffs, heels and toes and left the middle to be plain. His hit his feet about as fast as Dave's did ...

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Dear Mr. Coffee, I am blogging this instead of writing a direct complaint letter because in order to do so, I have to fill out your form letter. This is probably so that you can dispose of those who complain faster. For Christmas this year, my husband gave me a Model ECM160 Espresso and Cappucino maker. It was a replacement for my Melita Espresso maker. My Melita was still functioning, but had build-ups of lime that were impossible to remove. I've used this Mr. Coffee espresso maker now for almost a month and let me say that it is the most useless one I've had! I've been utilizing espresso makers for over 7 years now, and probably have had a Mr. Coffee espresso maker before without complaint. What is wrong with yours? Well let me tell you: This is what happened this morning, which was the final straw. That coffee basket is not put in properly again. That would be the first time that it's brewed crap all over my counter, but not my first issue with the coffee basket. ...

Last week was not fun. Our phone and internet were buzzing with chatter from family about the untimely death of my husband's ex-wife. Dave was married for over 20 years to that woman, and they have two sons. There is animosity between the 'boys' and their father due to the divorce and remarriage. In fact, Dave hasn't talked to his youngest son in almost 10 years at his son's request. We've lived with these restrictions and said nothing to anyone. Now, there has been talk to one of the sons. Perhaps there is hope. My Mother and Father in-law were down for the memorial service, as well as Dave's Daughter-in-law and granddaughter. We had them stay the evening here after the memorial service and they returned home the morning after. It was like chaos here; finding beds for all, and food, and entertaining a 4 year old. Knitting? Not really. No time, nor any motivation. Spinning? Only during the time Dave was at the Memorial Service. It kept me calm, and...

The holidays were hectic: too much driving around seeing family serving TONS of food that I didn't need. But there is perspective, down below. Knitted presents were received and there was not much oohing and ahhhing over them. Mystic Waters.........I have a picture of it, Honest!............was termed an 'old grandma' shawl. SOTS will be utilized as a table runner, and the skull hat was overshadowed by a kewler, store boughten one. But there is perspective, down below. My computer was acting hinky: To slow to turn on, not finding the sound card, etc. Dave cleaned out the whole thing this weekend. He reformatted the hard drive, installed the old programs, and set up the network. His problem was with the network. He took about 3 hours to get that thing to work. But there is perspective, down below. Ok, to the perspective. This morning I see the answering machine blink. Someone must've called last night. It was Dave's daughter in law, Amy. She needed to ...