Archive for August, 2008

The weekend

August 30, 2008

Hoorah!  It’s the weekend.

Hoorah!  My friend Rachel had a baby boy yesterday morning.  Congratulations Rachel and Andrew, and a hug to Thomas. 

Hoorah!  Dunno what that one was for, just sort of got in the habit. 

So, a whole weekend with nothing planned.  I’ve got until 1.30 today on my own, which is nice.  Then we’ll have time for walking, chilling out, whatever we feel like.  Although it feels kind of weird not having anything we have to do.  No stag do, no wedding, no meeting friends for lunch or drinks, no social commitments at all.  I think it’s the first time that has happened in over a month, and to tell the truth we’re both a bit unsure of how to handle it. 

Of course, the snooker season has just started 🙂 .  I love me some snooker.  The NI Trophy is well underway (I’m shocked to report we both forgot until yesterday), with semi-finals today and finals tomorrow.  That should eat up a part of our time.  Especially if there’s also football to distract A.  

In knitting news, I’ve finished A’s scaly-look socks, and they look good.  He wasn’t over-enthusiastic though.  I have started (and almost finished the first one) a pair of tiny little socks for Rachel’s new baby boy.  They are the sweetest little socks, and I’ll send them to her asap.  Oh, and I’m still plodding at that net curtain, which I’m now sure I’ll be plodding away at for years to come.  By which time we’ll have bought and worn out at least two replacements.  Never mind, it’s my own fault for using crochet cotton, which is so ridiculously fine. 

On facebook I have now added a lot of cousins and an aunt and an uncle.  It’s a bit dull today.  I shouldn’t wait for someone to send me a message, but you know, I’m the shy one and never make the first move. 

In the coming week, I’ve got all that work stuff blah blah blah.  Then another weekend.  It’s still 5 weeks until our next holiday, but that one is Westward Ho! so worth the wait.

Facebook is consuming my life

August 28, 2008

It’s not really, but doesn’t that sound dramatic? 

I did join though, finally giving way to the pressure.  I’ve already traced a few friends I had lost touch with…although now I find I don’t have that much to say to them.  Which is probably why we lost touch in the first place.  Or was it just because I’m lazy and unsociable? 

I’ve also got a lot of cousins out there, who I’ve barely seen since they were toddlers.  One or two I’ve only seen once.  I haven’t added them all as friends as yet, but I’ll get round to it. 

This unusual fit of sociability is starting to worry me.  Four social events in one weekend, two weddings in a month, now facebook as well.  What is going on with me?  I don’t like people! 

So, the week is nearly over (hooray!), the weekend is almost here…what’s the news?

  • we got a large meatbox today – loads of meat 🙂
  • there were grapes in the fruit box this week
  • So far I’ve been in to the office for 2 mornings out of 3 (the third I worked at home)
  • the weekend comprises a carefully planned nothing. 

Seriously, nothing all weekend.  We’ve decided to give ourselves a couple of days to chill.  Sounds good to me. 

What’s on next week?

  • team meeting in Bristol on Tuesday
  • Dr appointment Tuesday afternoon
  • office clear-out day on Friday
  • 1:1 with the boss-man on Thursday

Okay, so that’s almost all work stuff…don’t think there is much more than that.  We’re about to enter silly season for Birthdays, so there’ll be loads of last minute gift and card shopping, dashing to people’s houses on the day after, forgetting and making up for it weeks later…then Christmas. 

Speaking of Christmas, A has just finished a shift at work where he spent some time putting the christmas stock on the shelves.  It’s not even September, people!  That truly scares me.

Big FrillyPants

August 27, 2008

I wrote a post yesterday.  It was full of interesting news and events.  Then I clicked the wrong combination of buttons, my broadband went wobbly for a few minutes and the whole thing disappeared. 

I don’t feel like writing much today.

This socialising stuff really eats into your knitting time!

August 24, 2008

Seriously, I haven’t knit a stitch in two days!  I had lunch with a very good friend on Friday, lunch with another lovely friend on Saturday, went to a barbecue on Saturday evening, and am off out for a drink tonight.  Phew!  Kind of makes me want a drink! 

It was lovely catching up with Jarge yesterday, I haven’t seen her for nearly a year for one reason or another, and she had lots of news.  She’s coming out with us tonight too. 

On the way home from town yesterday afternoon, after a long walk by the canal and along the old railway, we popped in to see Stef at work, see if she and Danny wanted to come out tonight, and she invited us to their barbecue.  Which we went to. 

It has been years since I voluntarily accepted invitations to anything social, and even longer since I regularly turned up to stuff.  I’m planning a really lazy bank holiday Monday, to recover before going back to work on Tuesday. 

So, running late as usual, gotta go.

Busy Socialising…

August 23, 2008

It’s a lot out of character, but yesterday and today have ended up full of social activity. 

For lunch yesterday, I went out to eat with my lovely friend Caron.  I haven’t had much of a chance to catch up with Caron in the last couple of years, as she has had a really hard time of it, so it was good to have time out just to talk to each other.  And a delicious cheese, bacon and tomato wrap at the same time.  I’m impressed by how well Caron seems to be, and I only hope that she really is that well as sometimes life is hard on best of people. 

We also got plenty of time to gossip about the place I used to work at, where Caron still works.  That’s always fun. 

As I was waiting for Caron, I bumped into my Mum.  We had a quick chat, then off I went for lunch.  Weirdly though, when I was walking home after lunch, Mum drove past, stopped to pick me up and gave me a lift.  We had so much to catch up on (even though we talk most days) that we sat in the car outside the house chatting for 5 minutes. 

Today, I’m off into town to meet my longest-standing friend.  I can’t say oldest because that isn’t true, but by longest-standing I don’t mean I keep her waiting all the time, just that I’ve been friends with Jarge for longer than anyone else.  I haven’t caught up with Jarge properly for about a year, I think, so it should be a juicy meeting. 

That said, if I don’t get a move on I’ll be late!  Gotta go.

Day two…not in the office

August 21, 2008

I didn’t expect it to be easy, but I didn’t think I’d do this badly!  After just one day at work, I failed to make it into the office today.  I am working at home, genuinely working all day (until now…lunch breaks are allowed), but I should have gone in to the office this morning.  I have to wait nearly two weeks until I can see the doctor again, but this time I don’t see how he can dispute that the tablets just aren’t working.  I’m in agony. 

I am thinking of going in to Boots at the weekend, to talk to them about Tens machines.  I don’t really understand how they work, or whether they are suitable for me.  I don’t know whether I have to buy one or if I can hire one.  But hopefully they can explain all of that and I might even be able to afford it.  It’s worth a try. 

Randomly, I’d like to talk about my lunch.  Usually lunch is an uninspired meal, just a sandwich or a pasty or something quick and easy.  But today, I cooked up a couple of potato waffles in the oven, topped them with tuna and cheese and stuck them back in the oven for a few minutes to melt the cheese.  They were delicious!  Probably a calorie nightmare, but I refuse to count such things.  As long as I get out and walk later on, as usual, I can eat what I like.  Within reason, obviously.  As good as it sounds a diet of only chocolate cake wouldn’t be so healthy.  mmmm…chocolate cake. 

Our meals this week have been fairly simple.  Last week was bad, with lots of takeaway/fast food type meals.  Not only is that expensive, it’s unhealthy and generates extra waste packaging.  Bad, I tell you.  This week we’re doing better.  We had chicken drumsticks on Monday, with homemade potato wedges, carrots and runner beans.  Why did I never realise how easy potato wedges are to make? 

Tuesday I made a bolognaise.  I haven’t made bolognaise for ages.  A isn’t so keen on tomato-based sauces, and I lived on such sauces for 4 years as a student.  Tuna, sweetcorn, tinned tomatoes, pasta.  Herbs and stock cubes on a good day.  I was properly put off.  But on Tuesday it was lovely, just for a change. 

Wednesday (yesterday?) is always quick-and-easy throw-things-in-the-oven day.  Usualy stuff like fish in breadcrumbs, oven chips, faggots, pies.  True to routine, I put in fish for myself, faggots for A, oven chips for us both.  But…I also cooked up some veg.  How exciting!

Today, we are planning on baked potatoes with prawns.  Usually I’d also mix some tuna-sweetcorn-mayo, but a) I’ve already eaten tuna today and b) we’re out of mayo. 

Digging through the freezer last night, we realised that we have 2 whole chicken, a leg of lamb, a topside of beef and about 4 trays of chicken pieces.  No more meat.  No chops.  No stew meat.  No sausages, no bacon.  So, as next week is meat box week, we’re probably going to treat ourselves to a large box instead of a medium one.  We do that a couple of times a year, to stock up the freezer.  mmm…meat. 

Anyway, enough talk of food, I’m making myself hungry.  Back to work!

Back to reality

August 20, 2008

Lets face it, work is reality.  I’m going to spend 40 hours per week at a job of some kind for most of my adult life.  Depressing, huh?  There must be a job out there somewhere that I could actually enjoy doing.  Something I might actually want to get out of bed for every morning.  Work that I wouldn’t mind doing at weekends as well. 

Not this one though.  It’s okay, as it goes.  I cannot complain about the flexibility they allow me, with time off and the ability to working from home whenever I need it.  I phoned the boss-man earlier to say ‘I turned up’ and ask what I should start working on, and he told me not to worry about any of the bigger tasks I was anticipating, he’ll get those covered for at least a few days so I can take it easy.  You’ve gotta love that. 

But still, I’d rather be at home all the time, without the pressure of earning a living.  Maybe one day that lottery dream will come true.  Okay, I know that statistically the odds are not in my favour on that issue, I studied maths, but I can keep hoping. 

The other dream is an inheritance from a really elderly long-lost relative, but obviously only if they lived a happy fulfilled life and died quickly and painlessly with no regrets except that didn’t get to know me, the only heir they can find.  Obviously.  If I let the doubts creep in I am well aware that I am one of four children and that both of my parents and two of my grandparents are still alive, so there’s no reason for me to acquire an inheritance from anywhere really. 

I wouldn’t turn it down if it did happen, but in general, I’m happier in the knowledge that there is no inheritance, for either A or for me.  I’ve known people who are all too aware that on the death of their parents they stand to gain a lot of money, and they live their lives in anticipation of that.  How comfortable can you be with yourself if you live your life based on your plans for when your own parents die?!  These people don’t ever quite commit to the job, the house, the reality of their day-to-day lives because they know they will eventually be able to change it all.  It would serve them right if their parents leave their money to an animal sanctuary.  Or to me! 

That little rant sounds a lot like sour grapes, but I don’t intend it that way.  I’m proud of the fact that we’ve made our own lives without much financial support (plenty of emotional support, but not financial).  We paid for our own wedding, bought our own house and pay our own bills, and have done all along. 

So, anyway, yesterday went pretty much as planned.  Except Mum insisted I accompany her right into the dentist’s room.  I’m not so comfortable with dentists, and despite the many, many hospital and doctor appointments I’ve been to with her over the years, this was one too many.  The crack-crunch noises as her teeth were extracted was nauseating to say the least, and I was really glad I had taken my trusty knitting to distract me. 

The afternoon was filled up with more knitting, then a quick spaghetti-and-pasta bolognaise for dinner (not enough pasta or spaghetti, but just enough combined).  We did manage to get out for a short walk between rain showers. 

Today, we are both working until 5pm, then it’ll be dinner, short walk, an hour in front of the box and bed.  Back to the old routine already, which is distressing but also strangely comforting.

Time is nearly up

August 19, 2008

Here we are, Tuesday already…back to work tomorrow.  I can’t believe that the last two weeks has gone so quickly.  I’m feeling much better, the pain is mostly bearable, so work should be okay.  We’ll see. 

Alan and Kat’s wedding was lovely on Saturday, it went really well.  Kat looked gorgeous, she’s such a pretty lady anyway and she had the most amazing dress.  Al looked pretty too – in a suit for the first time in his life.  They are off to Egypt for two weeks on honeymoon now. 

Tim and Jenny are going back to New Zealand today, so it’s going to be a lot quieter for a while. 

What else…?  We got drunk enough on Saturday to spend all of Sunday asleep or monging.  A worked overtime on Monday afternoon, so that was another day which disappeared before I knew it. 

Today I have to take my Mum to the hospital to have two teeth extracted.  The dentist won’t do it, because of her recent chemo, so it has to be done at the hospital.  I also took her to the hospital yesterday, as she has whiplash from a minor car accident on Saturday – another car drove into the back of hers.  She and Graham are fine, apart from the mild whiplash, and there isn’t much damage to the car. 

In the knitting world…a few more rows on the net curtain, and I’ve nearly finished the first scaly sock for A.  I was worried about the fit because it looked far too baggy, but he tried it on last night and it’s about right.  He can’t wear tight socks anyway, or his ankles swell.  It’s a blood pressure thing. 

So, I’m just going to grump around here for today, apart from my excursion to the hospital.  It looks like it will rain again – that’s all it has done for weeks – so we might not even get out for a walk.

More adventures…and more books

August 15, 2008

As prophesied on Wednesday lunchtime, I trotted off into town for an hour in the afternoon.  I bought nothing.  I did see a friend of ours on the bus home, and just as I congratulated myself (while getting off the bus) on successfully surviving an unexpected social encounter, I realised that sat next to her was another friend…who I had completely blanked.  I don’t know how I managed to be so rude, it honestly wasn’t intentional, but I’ve been beating myself up about it ever since.  If she is at Alan and Kat’s wedding on Saturday, I shall apologise. 

Yesterday contained more adventures – brave and solitary ones and also an excursion with A.  I went out in the car to Hobbycraft in the morning, then to big Asda, then to pick A up from work. 

Hobbycraft never ceases to amaze me.  It’s enormous, one massive building dedicated to craft stuff.  And yet I can never find what I’m looking for.  Or if I’m not looking for anything specific, nothing tempts me much.  How can that be?  I went there yesterday because they sell yarn and patterns, and I was hoping to see either some lovely unusual yarn, sock yarn, reduced price yarn or knitting books.  And I bought?  Nothing. 

I made up for it back at Borders, by big Asda, though.  Two knitting books!  I got the one I had planned to buy, the Vogue ultimate sock knitting book, which I had looked at the previous day and checked out via Ravelry.  I also bought one called 400 knitting stitches, which caught my attention because it is just literally page after page of knitting stitches.  I might use it to design me a stole. 

After lunch, A and I headed over to Coate Water, a local nature area.  It’s not quite local enough, as it is on the far side of town and takes at least 40 minutes to walk to.  It’s a 15 minute drive, but it seems somewhat self-destructive to drive to a nature area.  We could have caught the bus, but for once I drove.  It was lovely to get to Coate, we haven’t been there in ages.  Once we got away from the busy spots (ice cream stand, kids play area etc) it was peaceful and calm and we saw some interesting wild things going on.  We even sat in one of the hides for half an hour. 

I haven’t been driving much at all lately, and it worries me that I’ll start building up mental walls which stop me getting in the car at all.  That isn’t practical.  We walk to most places by choice, if we can, or catch a bus, but sometimes to have the choice to drive is invaluable.  I have hang-ups aplenty though…for example I worry about going anywhere new and I worry about parking. 

But I got back in the car for the first time in over a week, and I was fine.  So far so good.  Today we are thinking of driving to Cricklade to check out a yarn shop, then on to the Cotswold Water Parks to walk a bit, see what we can see.  Maybe. 

On the knitting front, I’m plodding away at my net curtain, a few rows a day.  It could take a long time to finish!  I frogged the froot loop sock I had started for A, as the variegated yarn was drowning out the pattern and it just looked all wrong.  I’ve started again using a different pattern, which looks a bit like scales.  It looks much better. 

Tomorrow we’re off to the wedding, then I have to start facing up to work next week.  I don’t have to got until Wednesday, but I have to get my head round it.

You can’t just touch other people’s knitwear

August 13, 2008

Apparently.  Okay, I didn’t, but I certainly came very close to it.  A lady sat down in front of me on the bus, wearing a really pretty cardigan.  When I looked closer (I may have breathed down her neck, just a little), it appeared to be made using some yarn I’ve knitted with myself.  I can’t remember what the stuff is called, what I made with it, or where I got it, but it looked really lovely as a cardi. 

And yes, I did it, I went out alone…all the way to big Asda on the bus.  That shouldn’t be such a big deal.  I caught a bus to a shopping centre, browsed for a while, caught a bus back.  So?  Well, I think it’s the first time since I last went to work that I’ve actually left the house alone.  Apart from work, and my excursion to meet Judith and talk knitting, it’s the first time in forever that I’ve been anywhere without A. 

I wandered into Boots, bought a new deodorant and some nail varnish in funky colours. 

I strolled along the front of the shops, to see whether M&S has magically appeared yet.  It hasn’t.

I spent an hour or so browsing in Borders.  I looked at knitting books, and I mean really looked – picked them up, rifled through to get an idea of patterns, scanned for interesting looking ideas or techniques.  I strolled through the general fiction area, lingered over the classics, loitered around the poetry.  I scanned the special offers and glanced over the fantasy/sci-fi section.  I bought (and I’m really proud of my restraint) a book of poetry for A and a Douglas Coupland book for myself.  Both of them are for both of us really, as we’ll both read both books. 

Then I went into Asda, where my restraint let me down, and I bought Coke, sandwiches, crisps and maltesers for lunch.  Shocking! 

This afternoon, I think I’ll make more use of my dayrider bus ticket and head off into town.  There are more book shops, and one or two places that sell yarn.