hey all, i am alive. behind on emails and disorganized as ever, but here. i have been selling fall stuff pretty well, and i am trying to make sure it goes out in a reasonable amount of time, plus some custom orders...one to go to a new shop called knitwitz that has the yarn harlot coming and wants some yarn for her giftbag (giggle) so lots to do. lots to do. if anyone has suggestions for where to advertise my knitted bridal wraps and shrugs, do leave a comment.

jakie got sick this week and he is one of those people that rarely get sick at all, and when they do, they are literally barely able to walk or do anything else for that matter. he doesn't know what to do with himself, poor boy. he had the chills and a fever and the heebie jeebies and in my infinite wisdom, i thought i would warm him up in a hot bath...you know, a regular sized plastic bathtub that isn't very deep and then stick a shivering 6'3 dude inside. yeah. not so smart. anyway, he slept for a day solid and was much better this afternoon, wanted to get out of the house and get dinner etc, and now he feels crummy, so he is sleeping. he had a gig at an oktoberfest party that clearly he was not well enough to go to. poor boy.

oh, and i got a treasury! yay!

off to finish catching up on emails. wanna see some of the new stuff i have been knitting up for ya? here we are...a new loopy button neckwarmer, i have em in a few different colors. cute, no?


xo

hey all! sorry i have been so bad at blogging, but i had an excellent combo of no internet/phone most of the time and then a whopper of a migraine that just wouldn't go away. i was supposed to see my bff heather this weekend, but i was so dizzy and sick that i couldn't drive. bummed me out. last night i was really messed up and the other nite jake said i asked him why he "written his schedule on his chest" and another thing i can't remember. jakie, leave it in the comments if you remember.

so despite it being our 5th wedding anniversary, although we have known each other for
about 15 years (!!!!) and dated maybe 2 years before we got married? is that right
jake? anyway, so i wanted to make a post about my jakie and how much i love him, although, i think you all know that, already. i will number all of the reasons i love him.
8.
when i was a teen, one of my favorite bands was depeche mode. my favorite song (still one of my faves) is a song called somebody. and as corny as it is, i always thought that the song epitomized everything i wanted in my someone, but i never thought iwould have. i am talking, since probably 8th grade...here are the lyrics, although i always think it is silly when people do this...

I want somebody to share
Share the rest of my life
Share my innermost thoughts
Know my intimate details
Someone who'll stand by my side
And give me support
And in return
he'll get my support
he will listen to me
When I want to speak
About the world we live in
And life in general
Though my views may be wrong
They may even be perverted
he'll hear me out
And won't easily be converted
To my way of thinking
In fact he'll often disagree
But at the end of it all
he will understand me


I want somebody who cares
For me passionately
With every thought and
With every breath
Someone who'll help me see things
In a different light
All the things I detest
I will almost like
I don't want to be tied
To anyones strings
I'm carefully trying to steer clear of
Those things
But when I'm asleep
I want somebody
Who will put their arms around me
And kiss me tenderly
Though things like this
Make me sick
In a case like this
I'll get away with it

1.that is him. that song, was written about him.

2.also the "lovesong" by the cure, that always makes me think of him too, because no matter if we are together, apart, nearby, if i was old, no matter anything, i would always love him, like i have never loved anyone and never will again. well, maybe a fuzzy,i love my lil kitties, but that is different:)

3.and that really is it in a nutshell. he is there for me. he is always, at a drop of a hat there for me. he would do anything for me. he is always supportive and kind.
4.he sees something in me that i have never seen in myself, and that thing is unshakable. it always has been. i have never had that before. not with anyone.

5.he is generous to a fault. he never gets tired of me. if he does, he hides it really really well.

7.i am disorganized and scattered. he is super neat and organized. he doesn't ever bitch at me, even though i am sure it bugs him.
8. if we have plans, really exciting fun plans and at the last minute i don't feel well enough to go...we don't go. he acts like it doesn't matter. like he isn't annoyed or disappointed. he says he's happy just to be with me rather than seeing BB Kind down the street. no big deal. i have never had that before. not from family. friends, no one. we have turned around from our destination and gone back home because i was sick. more than once.

8.for one valentines day (or birthday?) not sure, he made his mum (who was really embarrassed, i think) pick up a ton of rose petals and he did up the bathroom with a bath and candles and petals and bubble bath. he does stuff like that.

9.he brings flowers or my favorite european chocolates for no reason, or if i haven't been feel well. he brings me cds and magazines.

10.he makes me pancakes even though he doesn't like cooking and doesn't like pancakes.
11. he makes me coffee on the weekends.
12. when i am too sick to cook, he makes dinner. this is often, lately. he hates cooking.
13. he rubs my back or neck tirelessly when it is bothering me. he scratches my back when i am itchy from my stupid patches..
14. he constantly worries if i have eaten enough, or have what i need.
15. he always believes me. i am a painfully honest person. it runs in my family, and quite often, things you don't want to hear, or don't want anyone to hear will be out there. as a child and teen and even grown up, i had chronic migraines, bad enough that i would end up in the hospital, which was super bad because i was terrified of needles and, i had UTI or kidney infections failry often, plus fatigue and depression, among other things. we moved around a lot, so i hated school and was picked on. anyway! my parents never believed that i was REALLY sick. granted, i hated school, so it would be fair to think i was maybe faking because i got picked on so badly, but my lupus, etc, was going way back to them, some things back to birth, even. anyway, jake always believes me. i have a deep sense of guilt that i should just bush it, i will be fine, see what happens, but i get really paranoid of people seeing me undone and out of control. it is a scary thing. so when i feel bad, i don't go. he NEVER questions it. never makes me feel bad. or feel like a liar or a whimp or anything else. it just is what it is . it is still something i deal with. between friends and family that have made comments and plenty that have not said anything wrong at all, i have major issues about it. this is turned into something else in a way, but in a big way, not.

jakie knew me when i had a doulbe majoy in college, doing overload, plus working full time, and i started to get sick and stressed and my personal relationships were really bad, but he was always my friend. he never held a grudge. if he had, we may never have ended up together.

16. he is beautiful inside and out. he really is. he has no clue that he is, but what can ya do? he always smells nice. he always is happy to see me, and see the kitties, and they run down to see him. they adore him.

17. he loves animals so much. he is such a soft kind sweet heart...when i found pavel, who was a week old, maybe, and we took him away from his mom because it looked like she wouldn't take him back (she was a feral lil lady) i brought this tiny guy home, his eyes were glued shut still from being a newborn and his ears were folded over and i showed him, i was still sore over my sweet black cat egon passing away and didn't feel ready, but as soon as he held him, i remember it so clearly, and i have the photo, i just need to find it, but he had him in sort of a burping position and it clicked. seriously. i have never seen anything like it before. they made a connection, like they had known each othe rin a life before. from that day on, they were inseparable. when i see a man that is able to take care of a tiny new animal. feed them, make em poop, clean em up, cuddle with them, he was just in heaven. he loved someone waiting for him to come home. someone to get up in the morning and hang out. someone to cuddle with him at night.

18. now he reads can i has cheezburger more than once a day. seriously.

19. he is open to new things. he is happy to go do whatever. to try whatever. to eat new things.to learn new things. he always has been since i first met him as a pup of

20. he was ready to learn new things. he is incredibly smart and has a wonderful memory for books and music, numbers, all kinds of stuff. he wants to know as much as he possibly can know about the things he loves. he doesn't care what anyone thinks. i daresay that in any of this adult life, he never really has. not in an attitudey way, he just seems like is doesn't exist in his world, which is just right.

21. he will try just about anything. he loves going new places and meeting new people. i tell him that i think he will like a certain thing and he is willing to try it, and he usually does like it.

22. on the rare occasion that i do clean up or cook, he showers me with positive reinforcement and tells me how awesome of a meal it was, when really, he is just pleased not to have to eat peanut butter and jelly.

23. he is tall. i like that. he has big sexy, strong hands. couple of scars. sexxxxy. he has a sexy body. he loves to cuddle. sometimes i worry that i am a cold fish, especially compared to him. he always smells good, even when he says he stinks. not possible. he's packing heat. i ejoy the heat. grrrrrrrr!

24. he has the most pouty gorgeous mouth, plus perfect teeth. he is an incredible kisser. he knows how to use his mouth.;)

25. he has amazing blue eyes that he got from his momma. when he is tannish, his widows peak and the hair around his face gets almost white, which is just gorgeous. i love it.

26. he will try anything, and has, in many cases. we shower together still

27. we hold hands.

28. i will make a point to but new things up every so often, because it is too easy to forget how wonderful your other half it. he is more than my other half. he helps me to be a better person. he give me the guts to be the person that i want to be, that i am working on being.

29. jake is one of the hardest working people i have ever met. he works hard, and he does the job right. i feel like it is just a matter of time before he gets moved up in his business because there aren't many people out there like jakie. there aren't.

i love you jakie. i hope that no matter what, all of the little things you do. all of the big things that you do, everything you do means more to me than you can imagine. i adore you. happy anniversary baby. and many many many many more. you are it.
mwah. mwah.mwah.

jakie, feel free to post some of you thought on me if you like...you know how to log in, or leave it as a comment, if you fancy. if you want to.

when we came home super late last night, i realized that my plant was gone. i have a ton of plants on the porch, most of em in nice pots, doing well, none touched. my (not mine anymore)hanging petunia that just didn't ever look so good...gone. so strange. i have a feeling that i know who took it. this individual is kind of a dreg of humanity. i have a feeling. really, i could probably cruise around the neighborhood and find it, but if you need my petunia that my husband got me at the farmer's market that badly...i guess you can have it. freak. and i mean freak in a bad way. okay? freak. get a job! buy your own damn plants. who steals a defenseless plant?
moving on...we had a fun weekend. yesterday we went out for jake's band to practice, they will be playing at the relay for life on saturday. anyway, the band members and their wives are so awesome. and, whenever we eat at either of their houses, they actually make a point to feed me stuff i can eat! whaaaat? i am just not used to that. even my sweet mum and mum-in-law, both who are very considerate and concerned tend to forget to check the ingredients. plus, janet gave me the starter for the amish bread cakey stuff. if anyone nearby wants some, let me know. i know you are supposed to pass it on, but i have no one to pass it on to that bakes. that i can think of. so. we had a really fun time and came home laaaate. look at us, like grown-ups or something. when jakie is singing and playing his guitar, he is so frakking hot. seriously. it takes me by surprise every time. i am like a groupie. jeebus, i have been in bands, i have dated guys i bands...didn't do anything for me. he is just so cute. cute! example from the show they played a little while ago...

seriously. his hotness stuns me sometimes. i think "i'm married to this hottie? really?" i dated the biggest jackasses all of my life. okay, mostly. in fairness, there were a few peppered in that i lost interest in because they weren't horrible arseholes, but i really lucked out with jake. i have known him for almost 15 years. i had known him almost 10 years before we started dating. crazy, eh?

today, we cruised out to the arts and heritage festival. it is huge. i went several years ago and it was big, but damn! huuuuuuge!
it was really really hot, really really muggy and humid and incredibly crowded. i didn't take nearly the amount of photos that i had planned on, due to all three of those reasons. i got to see my good friend gabe and my friends that run art tech supply in town, who are organizers for the show. organizers impress me. i am not so good at organizing. i bet you have figured that out. oh! also, they had a guy dressed up like captain jack sparrow, and he really had an awesome costume and makeup. really good. his jacket especially was fantastic, but man, wearing all of those layers, high boots, a long wool jacket, long dreaddy wig, jeebus. i actually turned down gabe to help at his booth because i can't handle that kind of heat. i faint. seriously. it isn't good. so here is to hoping that i am not going to pay for going out two days in a row.

i hope to list some stuff to-morrow. god knows i have a ton to list. if you see something on my flickr you like, ask me. i have wholesale stuff to send out, too. i really need to get my act together. and the house is a wreck mainly due to the cats. if i put a tablecloth on the table, they pull it off onto the floor. there are hairballs and peeps' pees and poo nuggets abounding. bad. bad monkeys.

on that happy note
mwah
n.

so. busy weekend. i made some new friends (people jake has known for a while) and just pretty much instantly loved them. jakie has been jamming with some guys and they had their first show on saturday. i dragged my butt out there and was so comfortable talking to the wives and husbands aforementioned, that i didn't even require my knitting! and i had just met them! anyway, jakie did great and was very sexy up there. it alway catches me by surprise anew, like i am 15 again. i just think, "damn, i have an incredible husband!" i think it all the time, too. he just blows me away. anyway, we had a really nice time and will probably be hanging out this weekend. we are supposed to get together with lauren and butter sometime soon, too, cause i miss em! we were out all day in the heat on saturday and didn't get home until late and i still felt okay sunday for us to go and get groceries/target and then pot a few of my plants. today, i woke up and talked to katrina while eating breakfast and then cleaning up my studio and then carded a bunch of batts. i prepped fruit and veg and got dinner done, boiled eggs for jake and then went back outside and took a bunch of photos of the garden, etc, and i am still not really wiped. what if i started to have good weeks at a time? what if i could get back to doing volunteer work, doing shows if i want to, travelling more, teaching the classes i have been asked to teach without being worried that i might be too ill? i don't wanna jump the gun, but i can't remember the last time that i had several busy days in a row. i did a lot on friday, too.

one of said things was that i successfully took apart my electric drumcarder because it was running super super slowly. i was trying to card up some stuff for shannon and i was thinking i wouldn't be able to do it at all and then decided to just take it aprt and adjust it and it made a world of difference. the carder went down fighting, as always. i got a few bad bites plus some torn up knuckles. twas worth it! jake thinks i am a badass! i have callouses and scabs and bruises. here is one such:


i set to the task of organizing the studio and got quite a lot done. i still have yarn to sort and fabric, but i think i got a good chunk squared away. i will take photos. tomorrow is the farmer's market, i am excited to go and to pop into the thrift store beforehand and hopefully see my good friend gables to boot. we will see. hopefully i get yet another day of energy. it makes me realize how dangerous i woul dbe if i had energy all the time. watch out!

oh, here is a bug i am still working on. he is not named yet, either. i have tons of batts cooked up, really fun, and some nice organic cotton yarns, too. i want to work on some paintings next. here he is...

i love you guys. you really are amazing people. i hope you know it.
xoxoxoxoxoxo
n.

what is this a photo of? answer correctly and you will win a little something.

firstly...it was 60 degrees today! it is supposed to drop down drastically overnight and then a snowstorm, but my oh my, was it nice to go outside on the deck to hand laundry (not that it dried) and not even with shoes on! it was a bit dreary for some of the day, but just being able to open the windows is downright sublime. i am not easily exciteable (outwardly, anyway), a fialkov trait, i think, but when you get to smell the damp soil, like when i go out to garden, my heart just soars. i feel like becoming a jogger. or learning to ride a bike. then i get my head back and just go and stand in the grass with bare feet. and that is pretty good. it really really is.

i was so inspired by the amazing weather that i did a bit of straightening up, the aforementioned laundry, moved some stuff around and then spent hours on another of the "house" mixed media collages. this one, no windows or doors, but siding and shingles on the roof. i dream about the work i have been making lately, or i do drawings after i take my p.m. medications and i don't clearly remember making them (i am really odd at night, i make an effort not to call anyone or buy stuff online because i don't tend to remember, i assume at the moment it seems like a super idea. sometimes it actually is, too.) i will post photos to-morrow. does anyone know what the meaning of a house with no doors or windows is? it does have a chimney, though. anyone? i kept fussing with outlining the shingles until i mucked it up, so i forced myself to just put it down until to-morrow. i have a huge problem with seeing the larger picture in anything i do. i get so fixated in the details that i screw with it until it is screwed up. when i was tattooing, this was something that absolutely tormented me. i get so so close to whatever i am working on (like my nose would touch it) and details drive me insane. for that reason, i don't tend to work on things that are really large. i would obsess until i just didn't want to look at it ever again. here is one of the early versions of the house series, i don't think i posted it yet, did i? i am not terribly proud of not having much else to show you guys.


so about the fire. on sunday morning, early, jakie woke up because he smelled smoke. he never wakes up. i could smell it, too. it smelled like marshmallows burning. he went all over the house, to the furnace, nothing. in the morning, he went to make me my sunday breakfast (cause he always brings me coffee and blintzes or cereal and yogurt or whatever for breakfast. he is so sweet. i should be doing it for him, sweet boy. he asks me to come downstairs. he sounds stern. i don't wanna go. i ask him what it is? did peeps pee on something? did i leave the back door open? what could it have been? i go downstairs, he tells me to look in the microwave...there are the charred remains of my embroidered lemon tea towel (part of a wedding gift we got from my friend rosa! i still have the lime one. sob!) sitting in there, and the microwave is all filled with the greasy smoke, which the magic eraser took right off, btw! the only thing i remember was that i had a headache and went downstairs to microwave my mint mask (one of my secret pals sent it to me, whoever it was, if you still read my blog, i use it ALL the time and would like to get another one, or find out what it is in it to find another...drop me a note. it is mint they say, but it smells like lavendar and something else, too.) i put it on top of a towel so that it wouldn't touch the bottom of the microwave (why? not sure) and took it out and went upstairs. i thought i had burned my mask by heating it too long because it smelled a bit funky, but i am guessing that the smell was the tea towel smoldering. should i worry about my mask catching on fire? and anyway, the microwave contained the smoke and the flames and is a generally safe place for a fire because it will put itself out, which it clearly did. the bad part was that i didn't notice the towel smoldering, or the bit of smoke at that point, unless it was that slow smolder? dunno. not good. we do have smoke detectors all over the place, though, and clearly it didn't make enough smoke to do more than smell like smoke. we thought there had been a fire in the neighborhood or something. i also went through some severe sleepwalking spells years ago when i was under a lot of stress and misery (pre-jakie times) and i would do stuff and totally not remember it. jake has dealt with me in some times that i am stressed or have a really bad migraine and i don't know when it is, where i am, and tend to try to leave. it is freaky. it is like being a blackout drunk, i think.

the other odd thing i have been noticing is that i have no appetite. i have gotten myself to always eat as soon as i wake up, and i went from not being a breakfast person (you guys need to figure out what you can eat and just work with it. you will eat less in the middle of the night. believe me!) it used to make me feel nauseous to eat when i got up, but i started slow and now i am hungry when i wake up. and i don't do anything first. this morning i was busy and had coffee but forgot to eat and then i was on the phone whilst doing house work and house artwork. hee. anyway, i forgot to eat. so by almost 12m, i ate some shredded wheat, a lightnfit no sugar added yogurt and black coffee with one raw sugar. (white sugar smells like bleach to me, i don't even use it to bake. blech. i have sugar cubes for anyone that might come over and want white sugar (my in-laws are sugar people. i think the brown stuff is scary. my parents, also. they use sweet n low.) but that is it. i literally forgot to eat. and i am not even hungry. i think that on days that i feel the least bit energetic, i am so driven to go and do and get and do and do and do, that eating just seems downright secondary, ya know? i remember what i used to be like, just going nonstop, making myself sick, ending up in the hospital or with pneumonia, or my favorite...legionaires disease. that one was rough. mainly because they told me it was a cold and to quit being a baby. story of my life.

jake and i got to spend some quality time together and i just love being around him. he rocks. he really does. how i scored a hot piece of arse like him...who knows? he will be in sanfrancisco for work next week and i would have loved to come and see barbe and diana and any of the other grrls that would be kind enough to show me your fair city, but i felt like spending almost 500 bucks on a ticket to go for a few days was just too much. of course jakie said he would pay for it, no problem, he likes me to come with him everywhere. he is one of the few husbands that really does want me to always be there. i just can't bear the thought of him having to work the hours to pay for the damn ticket. we don't have enough miles saved up yet, so. jake, when you read this, did you put your tickets on the card that gets the miles?

i am sleepy, so off i go.
i hope you guys know how much you all mean to me. your emails and (rare!) comments are always appreciated. jake always reads em, too. he will be doing another post soon, so always feel free to ask him if there is something you would like him to blog about...

xoxo
n.

first and foremost, this is way late...jakie's birthday was the 10th, but i want to just give a say a few words about my best friend in the world. i have known jake for more than 10 years. actually, since i was 21, so 14 years (woah!). we have been friends for all of that time, and for much of it, pretty close friends. jakie is a few years younger than me and when i first met him, he was only 18 and a bit wet behind the ears. i didn't see him as anything more than a friend (and i think the same applied to me) but he was incredibly earnest and kind, generous to a fault, open-minded and starving to know about everything. flip forward many years and i have gotten out a long term horrible relationship, as has he and we go out for dinner. hehas grown up. he is smokin' hot rather than just smokin' cool. he is relentlessly sweet, never pushy, always in a good mood and seems to really really like me (although even still i am not exactly sure why). we started hanging out and i have spoken to him (if not seen him) every single day since then. i think that was about 6 years ago. maybe 7.

i cannot even express how he makes me feel. i never felt safe in my life...not until jake. he always just seems like he knows what the plan is. he has helped me to just feel like there is always an answer and that everything is okay, no matter what. he sees me in a way that no one else does. somehow, the lumps and bumps make me better. he is the first person in all of my life that i know would never betray me, would never stop loving me, would never stop liking me. i have never had that. i know how precious that is. i know how precious he is.

jake has no clue how amazing he is. when i get comments on the photos of him online about how cute he is, he tells me that people are just trying to be nice. we all know that you guys are nice, but not that nice. he is incredibly smart. he taught himself trigonometry. seriously. who does that? despite going to a christian school with no exposure to literature, he is really well-read. despite not being allowed to listen to music, he has an insane knowledge of music and a passion that rivals his knowledge. he is a fantastic musician and has a voice like an angel. he is incredibly neat (sadly, i am a pig) and does the housework and often the laundry and never bitches at me for being lazy or a slob. he loves the cats, even peeps, despite the fact that she pees all over the house. when i brought pavel home (newborn, no less) he took him in his arms and cradled him against his neck and that was it. no questions asked. he bottle fed him and pooped him and loved him. when i heard izzy crying in the middle of the night from up the street and brought her into the bedroom, he sat bolt upright from a dead sleep and said "where's the kitten?". he took care of her like his own baby, and here she is, big and strong, and loves papa more than me. i can't blame her. he will pretend not to want the last piece of cake, even if he really wants it. he has driven me around in the middle of the night when i get the heebie jeebies until i fall asleep. he rubs my neck. he makes me toast with butter and vegemite. he has taken me home from a show that hasn't even started yet because i felt sick and managed to act like he didn't want to go anyway. he tells me he loves me every time we get off of the phone and before he goes to sleep. and he kisses me goodnight. he has soft, full lips. he has legs like a showgirl. he tells me he loves me in his sleep..."mmmm ii lllove youuu, babbeeee...". sometimes he chuckles in his sleep. he loves to cuddle. even in his sleep. he loves the cats to cuddle with him, and he usually has at least one (pavel) with him, the others jockey for position.



i never imagined i would be married. i never wanted to get married. until i was with jake. i certainly never imagined that the words husband and sexy could go together. they do. then, i couldn't imagine NOT being married. i love you jake. this post is the tip of the iceberg. i don't tell you enough how much i love and appreciate you. i know that you know it, but still.

happy birthday baby. i love you.
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo

well! i have been feeling tired and out of sorts and have missed jake more than i could have imagined. we only spend a few hours together at night usually, but i guess even just having him sleeping next to me while i work on whatever project means more than i thought it did. he came home for the weekend and then left again super early this morning. poor pavel misses him so much. when he had his luggage downstairs ready to go, poor pavel went up and downstairs over and over and rubbed his face on everything and kept looking at me as if to ask if papa was REALLY leaving again. after he left, pavel walked around the house crying. poor boy. anyway, we miss our jakie. we really do.

i have had some bad medication days which is a killer. i end up sitting on the floor in the shower until the hot water runs out. it is the only thing that helps me deal with my skin crawling, hot/cold, etc, etc. it sucks. gah. it just really tires me out, i guess, so i have been doing NOTHING. i am sooooo behind on everything and it bums me out.

what have i made? well, here is a bit of stuff. i have done a bunch of neckies and poppy scarfalettas and some crocheted bracelets that i really like and are really comfy. i even made some non child-sized ones (you guys know about my freaky small wrists, right?) for the normal peeps out there. woot!


so i got a gorgeous package from ms chocolatte herself (who i STILL owe a nice package back to...i haven't forgotten you, i am just the slowest in the world. on the upside, i keep adding stuff and adding stuff, so it is worth the wait. i think.) thanks thanks thanks! i wasn't expecting anything and i was tickled! i need to take photos when it is light out.

i also got a package of superwash wool from the sheepshed and some lovely black mohair top. the fiber is softer than the stuff i have gotten in the past. it seems like some colors are softer than others, but once you wash the stuff out of it, it softens up, too. woot for dyed fiber!

i am leaving on thursday for my brother's wedding in LA. i am excited to see everyone. there are peeps coming from all over (like australia!) pretty cool. it is at a hollywood mansion so i will have to take loads of photos and then tell everyone that i live there. good idea, no?

i got softies in the mail as one of my birfday purchases, which is just a gorgeous book. i am not a pattern follower, but i still feel compelled to buy the books. on one hand, i love to see how other people make things, and on the other, i am a book nut. in my family, we all are, i reckon. i feel compelled. anyone, it is really cute and has a lot of the great softie makers out there in the book. really good. two thumbs up. they also have paper patterns in the back. kewl?

i have finally learned that when i am awakened by a kitten bite on the mouth, it means "feed me. now.". just so you know. she used to purr and then squeak at me. ah well. i guess i order at restaurants by biting the waitress on the mouth, too.

off to do my thang. whatever that is. mwah.
n.

well, jakie is in new york all week for work, so i am at chez luxe, me and the kitties, on the strange schedule, eating strange food and making stuff. i do miss him, though. sweet boy.

i worked on yarns, prep work, etc, and i need to get some dyeing done (for you and me, shannon) to-morrow. today though, i have a case of the dizzies. i woke up with the migraine, like always, went through being nauseous and dizzy and it hasn't really gone away. i am hoping it isn't a precursor to feeling super bad to-morrow. that happens sometimes. also, i have to go to the pharmacy to pick up meds, so if i am still dizzy and migrainey, well, that is an issue. i can call my mom in law, she is a doll and would do anything for me. so wish me luck on that.

izzy was pretty good today. she attacked one of the novelty yarns i was cutting up for spider yarn, at the same time, attacking her feather toy and her mouse that i made her. she gives short attention span a whole new meaning. yet, at the same time, very single minded. she has this very strange humanity in her eyes, though. not like kahlo that just has kind, soulful eyes, izzy looks like a person sometimes, like she is someone i knew before. i don't know who. as i speak. she is attacking the computer from behind and peeking around at me. so cute. give her a big 2 lb cone of yarn and she will keep herself busy. cute! now that she can use the litterbox and...oh, i forgot to tell you that she could get up and down the steps...FAST. it is amazing how quick she is. very coordinated for her age, i think.

did anyone check out the bionic woman? there are some people from battletar gallactica, so that is cool. i liked the first episode a lot. also, there is a show called journeyman that is good so far. also, i am loving brotherhood on showtime. the strange thing about that show (other than the really good rhode island accents that british actors are doing) is that a girl that i went to (one of the many)high school with is in it. she is my age (did i mention that my birthday is on the 6th? finally 22! yay!) but looks so different than she did. she was curvy in high school and is rail thin now. ages ago i saw this movie with john hurt in it about a man whose wife couldn't have children and went nutso and tried to steal people's kids. anyway, i realized that the woman who screamed "she took my baby!" was tina, too. it wierded me out. also, we have been watching weeds on hbo, which is really funny. i am reading saul bellows' "adventures of augie march". i tend to buy the really long books because if i actually like the characters and the story, i get bummed out when the book is over, so i try to get the longest ones i can. and if it sucks, i stop reading it. i won't read stuff that sucks. ya know? i really want to reread oryx and crake my margaret atwood, which is one of my favorite books evah. i was actually so sad when the book was over (like i feel about most of her newer books) and then found myself wondering what the characters were doing, like they are alive. loved it. and rant, the new chuck p book, i need to read that one again, too. such a cool book.

jakie got me the new pinback cd for an early birthday pressie and some art supplies, cause he is really sweet. i like that guy, i really do.

i will attempt to blog about some of the issues i have wanted to talk about lately, but haven't. so to-morrow, i will do my best. updates go first though. they do.

xo
n.

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man, i had a bad run. the last week or so i have just been feeling like poo. yesterday, worse and today, really bad. i am not exactly sure what the deal was. i did a bit of snooping on a new site i found called www.butyoudontlooksick.com that basically deals with all kinds of things that we deal with...at first, i thought it was just the lady problems that were making me flare up, i guess that is pretty normal in all of the maladies i have, but it got really bad. i had the sweats, the chills, heebie jeebies, i am not sure if i had a bad batch of patches. i ended up taking a shower, sitting down and drying off, getting dressed and back into bed and then basically getting back into the shower. by the 6th time, i took a chill pill (literally) a pain pill, put new patches on and was so exhausted that i sat down in the shower. i am not sure what it was that helped, but by the time i got out, i felt human, was able to watch ugly betty with jake and go online! wha?

i am super behind in getting any work done, getting orders out, returning and checking my email. it is beyond frustrating. i know i can only do what i can do, but it doesn't change the fact that it drives me crazy. when i can't even get myself somewhat under control with medications, i really start to freak out. i have been more emotional than i usually am, i am sure due to hormones, but still, when i don't do anything, not even things i enjoy...don't read a book, knit, talk on the phone, make something...anything, it just drives me crazy. i don't wanna whine anymore, i just wanted to vent a bit.

jake is so sweet to me. he keeps asking what he can do, what he can get, what can he make...meanwhile, i haven't even done a minimum of housework, cooked dinner, scooped litterboxes, nothing. i barely can get out of bed and take a shower. i am too tired to make a cup of coffee. he is just so kind. he never makes me feel guilty. he acts like it is crazy for me to think i should help out around the house, or do anything more than lie in bed all day. i don't know that i could work as hard as he does, come home and do whatever needs to be done and still be so nice and sweet. i don't think i could. i love you jakie. you is the best. you my flowa.
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okay, gotta check some emails. to-morrow, as jake always says, i will feel better.

mwah!
n.

soooo...after i posted this morning i slept off and on all day long. slept enough that i actually had dreams. i did nothing, i didn't shower until almost 4 o'clock, and i have a headache now, too. so. gah! i hate not getting anything done. i wanted to at least update today. i will be listing some of the vintage things i have picked up lately, so if you saw something you liked, let me know. i also have a ton of loose fiber that i bagged and labeled that will be listed, as well as handpainted top. really pretty. i will do that to-morrow barring pulling another rip van winkle. gah!

in other news, i came across this and i am wondering if i owe my large butt and boobage to double boobage? what do you think?


and here are some kitties who lub their handsome, sweet papa...


somehow, i am tired, so i am going to read and watch a bit of tv and hopefully to-morrow i will feel better. or awake. oh, also, i picked up coffee from a local coffee shop that roasts their own. i got some decaf and some regular so that if i want it later at night i can. the bags are marked with some other kind of coffee altogether, i think that it was just whatever bag they had, but i have no idea which is which and they look identical inside. so i have no idea if they are or aren't. sigh. the coffee wasn't great anyway, but i really won't be buying more. i am a coffee snob. ah well.

xo
n.