Knitting-Looming-Machine Knitting, Crochet and other stuff
I like to do different crafts dealing with yarn, polycord and thread. Creating something to give to loved ones and seeing the smiles makes it all the more fun. "When there's a single thief, it's robbery. When there are a thousand thieves, it's taxation." ~Vanya Cohen
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Friday, October 16, 2009
My craft room is just about done. I finally got the outside storage area cleaned and took all the baby stuff out to take to the big storage area. I would get rid of it as Tanner and Andrew are now one and a half but Athea says might be one more down the line. I hate to keep buying baby stuff when what I have is perfectly fine. So for a bit it will hang around, but not in the only storage place here I have for yarn tubs.
So the cleaning up and out went well, and I took all the tubs from the craft room and arranged them as I want them to get to what I need quickly. Just open the door and I am there. I have tubs that have wheels so I can just wheel them out and have access to the back ones.
Now to put back all the stuff I moved so I could remove the tubs, but that is for tomorrow. After completing this project I went on to sweep and mop the carport, remove dried bell peppers from the dryer, do laundry, and pick up some wood we are going to burn putting it in the garden wagon. Enough for today.
Wednesday, October 07, 2009
Mason, just four
OK I short circuited my grandson yesterday. All I did was ask him a question
and I totally turned his little brain to mush. It was the oddest funniest
thing to see. It was one of those moments you just wish you had that video
camera with you.
A background. Mason is the grandson who wakes, opens mouth, and talks, and
talks, and talks. That boy just has so much to say, ask, and a desire to learn,
learn, learn. He does this by driving you to distraction with all his rambling
and question asking.
So we were at the last stop yesterday in our shopping. We were at Target. Mom
took the boys with her to look for some jeans, they are growing so fast. I went
to check out Targets DVD section. Found a package deal of Harry Potter movies,
$37.98, that had all five movies in it. We do have 1-3, but to buy the 4 & 5
would cost me $40 separately and this was a better deal. So I grabbed it.
Then I went to find mom and the boys. She wanted to try something on and asked
me to watch the boys. So here they are sitting in the cart and Mason is talking
talking talking. I am listening listening listening and answering answering
answering. Oh boy what a faucet mouth.
Then I did it. I asked the Question. Mason, don't you ever stop talking? He
shut up. He had this perplexed look that told you his little brain was
searching for an answer to this question. He looked at me, pointed his little
finger (remember he is only four), and that look came over him again. His
little eyes rolled around in their sockets, and again that perplexed look was on
his face. Several times he opened his mouth to say something but nothing came
out, not even a little sound, nothing at all. He didn't even move. He was
standing in the basket perfectly still, except for that little finger pointing
from time to time, and that face changing from the brain searching look to the I
think I have it back to the searching look again.
Here I am about to burst with laughter and holding it back feeling like I am
going to burst open, while this little mans brain searches for that answer that
he just can't come up with. For a whole minute he stood there repeating the
looks, the almost saying something, the pointing the finger again, but nothing
happened. Suddenly it was like turning on the lights, he started to move and
with that movement came words pouring out faster then he had been talking (and
that is pretty fast). Did he answer the question? No. He just went right back
to his last thoughts before I asked the "question". It was like it had never
My daughter was listening from the dressing room, the clerk there was watching
him as he tried to find an answer, and there was me. Oh I though that clerk was
going to pass out from laughing when this little man reactivated. She just
about fell over as she laughed without letting it come out full. Like me she
contained it but didn't. It was all I could do not to laugh as to Mason this
was serious time. ROFLO
Oh what a memory for the data-banks in the recesses of my own mind. I wouldn't
have missed this for the world.