Power of Four

from beentsy's blog...

Four places I go regularly: Work, home, coffee shop, yarn store(s)

Four favorite smells: brewing coffee (especially on a campfire!); Ponderosa pine bark in the summertime (vanilla! Mmmmm!); briny-ocean-windy smell (I be a pirate! Yaarrrnn!); woodsmoke, especially in my hair the morning after a late night campfire jam (best when combined with that brewing coffee, above!)

Four TV shows I watch: Castle, Dr.Who, Fringe, Criminal Minds

Four people I think will respond: who haven't already been tagged? Hmmm....Sarah, Happy Cactus, Knitpixxie, and maybe, just maybe, Rabbitch will take the bait.

Any other takers?

Badgertastic!

OK, I am literally laughing so hard I'm crying. Happily, I have not peed yet, but I had to step away before there was an accident. Also, there was almost a disaster involving my monitor and my oatmeal. Go here, please. But not while you've got anything to drink nearby. And maybe you should pee first.

U-brew? Me-brew!

Lots of little loose ends being tidied up, knitting-wise...both figuratively and literally! I'm gearing up for the Ravelympics, and it feels good to be clearing my slate, as it were. I had a bit of a struggle deciding whether or not to participate in the Ravelympics this time around. Living with the 2010 Olympics just about literally in my back yard, and seeing the seriously un-cool effect it's had on the community (Most recent news: over 800 local teachers get possible lay-off notices coz the provincial gov't has slashed school boards' budgets; 11 schools in another town may be closed...but there will be a ridiculous sum spent to have helicopters fly snow to the decidedly-bare ski hills for the freestyle skiing...Doh!)

So with all the crap going on around the Winter Olympics, I wasn't sure I wanted anything to do with anything to do with that. Until a friend, who shares my feelings, said she was damned if she was going to let the bastards at VANOC and the IOC spoil the knitting. When put that way...of course I'm in! Knitting details to be posted as they arise.

Meanwhile...I had a bit of an adventure at lunch today. (Also, it was kind of gross, just so you're warned!) I was eating turkey soup (from the bounty of the freezer!) and a whole wheat bun. Somebody said something really funny, and I sort of inhaled a piece of the bun. Not into my esophagus, but into my sinus cavity. Where it burned for rather awhile, but I was finally able to blow it out. (And no, to answer the question my sister asked: I did not eat it! EEEEEEEWWWW!!!!!)

My nose stung all afternoon, and I was kind of worried that there might be some still stuck in my sinuses. I thought I'd do a bit of a saline rinse when I got home...but then I thought: What if I used sugar water instead? Would it ferment? Could I brew my own beer in my head?

I really need to think about getting cable or something, coz that thought entertained me far more than I ought to admit. Happily, the stinging has subsided, and I'm pretty sure there's nothing left in there.

I hope.

Back in the Saddle Again

I kind of broke the computer last weekend, so blogging - as well as emailing, Rav-surfing, wikipedia-trawling, and all manner of other internet-related activities, have been impossible. (Ask me just how well we managed. Turns out there are 2 of us who are rather internet-dependent. On the other hand, we got lots of other stuff done, and I missed getting in on a big Knit Picks order, which is really not a bad thing.)

(On the other other hand, I didn't break the computer till after the BMFA "Once in a Blue Moon" Rare Gems sale...and might have had sort of a little accident there....ooops!)

Anyhoo. I'm back at work, full-bore-and-a-half, and Mr.Q has just finished the first week of his second round of apprenticeship classes. We had my brother & his squeeze here for a couple of days before they took off globe-trotting, and we had a good visit. Otherwise, there's not much to tell, really.

Well, except that I finally got to see the latest Dr.Who special, "The End of Time," which nearly broke my heart. (Though I'm not ready to dismiss the Eleventh Doctor just yet, as I had serious doubts about David Tenant when he took over, and my-oh-my did he do a fine job!) Still, the end of Ten was pretty heart-wrenching. (I may have even cried, though I'll never admit it in public. And honestly, I think I'm going to miss Wilfred almost as much as Doctor #10!)

Over the last few days of holiday bliss, before we headed back into Real Life...I did a lot of this:

And this:

While Mr.Q did a lot of this:


And now things are all back to the usual routine, at least for now (all bets are off come February!) But in the meantime, life continues apace Chez Quimby. I hope the year is off to a good start for the rest of you! Be back soon, there's some coffee that needs pouring just now....