Beautiful Orchid blooms. I was watering them this morning and have to admit that I am rather proud to have two orchids blossoming at the same time and another one about to blossom.

This is the first orchid I've had that has blossomed more than once and still alive!

This is one that Jess and Evan bought for Andrew’s birthday last year and he has since relinquished it to my care.

They bought it because the color made them think of me.

This is the one that is about to bloom.

This one was Jess and Evan’s, but they didn’t want it anymore since they have moved to Junction.

And then there is this little guy. I’ve been watering it faithfully for months, not quite sure if it was dead or not. (I think it has a bit of root rot. It was Jess and Evan’s, and it had wilted up leaves when I went to house sit for them.) With my care it has grown a new leaf and….

See the little spot of green inside where the leaves meet? Thats how the blossoms start!

For me this guy shows me that patience and love can make even the worst situation turn out beautifully.

Day 4, Thursday, April 15:

Not the best photo of me, I felt cute that day and no one but my uninterested brother was around to take a photo.

Winding some Malabrigo for a camera case...

I know, I must be crazy….why would I use something so nice and soft for that…I don’t know either…

Day 5, Friday, April 16:

We like cuddling, that is for sure.

And another…

I kinda like this one.

Day 6, Saturday, April 17:

Craft fair day, thrift store day, fashion show and silent auction night. We got a really Awesome A.C. Newman Poster for $10 and helped Kat get the coolest Neko Case poster ever. Right at the last minute, the guy almost didn’t let my bid stand. It was exciting and a little funny.

Hand stamp from the door of the fashion show.

Kat and I after a few too many drinks, but a fun filled night.

Day 7, Sunday, April 18:

Hideous hangover day. I really shouldn’t drink as it affects my mood worse and worse as I get older. Today was bad. Andrew took me out for dinner to make me feel better and we got Mimi’s cafe. It was really good and it even made my hangover go away, but then sure as shit we get a phone call from my brother that Suzy got out of the yard and had been missing since 8pm…2 hours earlier. SO we rushed home and started to search. Andrew is so sweet and I am so glad he is in my life. I finally found her after 1 more hour and almost completely loosing all hope of finding her. Up the block. It was so scary, we live on a 4 lane street that people generally drive 40 mph on, even though it is 30mph and a residential neighborhood. I’m so lucky that she didn’t get hit by a car. I would have been so devastated.

I was so worried and broke down in tears when we got home with her.

She is sorry I think…

Sleeping next to Mums computer chair..

Welp that’s all I have for now. I hope they aren’t too terribly boring/uncreative.

Peach blosoms are always so beautiful and fill my heart with happiness.

I think I may turn this photo into something to embroider.

Speaking of:

Scouts Honor Ya'll

Yep still working on getting these finished for my lovely ladies in KC.

One for today will come later…

I’ve been toying with the idea, but it seems so limiting, so some days I’m going to have more than one photo. So we’re starting with yesterday,

Monday 4/13/10, day 1:

Sid watching the end of a movie with me after the screen printing class he helps teach

Evidence, she isn't supposed to be on the sheet, just the blanket, but mum (me) is a big softy.

This is what Sid was doing while watching said movie ending with me..

Tuesday, 04/13/10, day 2:

Happy snoopy dog on her morning walk.

Doubt is an evil little word.

I hope I get it so much. I feel like crying tonight.

Not to mention there is this guy at work who likes me and I don’t like him and he is being super creepy about it. He sent me a message tonight that made me feel even more uncomfortable. So I just want to go in and quit tomorrow. I don’t want to be there anymore.

And Suzy is kind of misbehaving in small ways, because it has been so cold that I can’t really take her on walks. It makes me sad to have to reprimand her, cause she gets so upset. I tried to take her on a walk tonight and her little paws got so cold she couldn’t walk when we got about half way down the block. I had to pick the poor thing up and carry her back home. I felt so terrible. I thiink it is time to cast on that doggie sweater and invest in some dog boots. Any suggestions on the boots?(does anyone even read this?)

Ahh well, I’ll try and keep a positive attitude and not stress about things which I have no control over. The interviews are done and now the decision lies with other people. I’m just going to hope for the best and stress less. And if I don’t get it I will try and learn from the experience. That’s all I can do right?

Oh! I also had the weirdest dream last night. My aunt was there and she asked why I was so upset by her passing (she is still alive so that kind of freaked me out when I woke up.) Then she told me that we were going to have a seance to talk to my Nanna. The whole setting had an Addams Family feel, the way people were dressed and my aunt an cousin were grey skinned. When my Nanna came she looked upset to be there. We were at some sort of party and we were outside. It was summer time and we were also digging in dirt. I can almost smell it. I kept seeing those little porch hanging lantern string lights too. Freaky dream, it was very unsettling.

And so in tradtion of when I tell ya’ll about my dreams here is an interpretation from the online dictionary http://www.dreammoods.com/dreamdictionary/:

Dead
To see the dead in your dream, forewarns that you are being influenced by negative people and are hanging around the wrong crowd. You may suffer material loss. This dream may also be a way for you to resolve your feelings with those who have passed on. If you dream of a person who has died a long time ago, then it suggests that a current situation or relationship in you life resembles the quality of that deceased person. The dream may depict how you need to let this situation or relationship die and end it.

To see and talk with your dead parents in your dreams, represents your fears of losing them or your way of coping with the loss. You may want that last opportunity to say your final good-byes to them.

To see your dead sibling, relative, or friend in your dream, indicates that you miss them and are trying to relive your old experiences you had with them. In trying to keep up with the pace of your daily waking life, you dreams may serve as your only outlet in coping and coming to terms with the loss of a loved one.

Death
To dream about the death of a loved one, suggests that you are lacking a certain aspect or quality that the loved one embodies. Ask yourself what makes this person special or what do you like about him. It is that very quality that you are lacking in your own relationship or circumstances. Alternatively, it indicates that whatever that person represents has no part in your own life.

To dream of your own death, indicates a transitional phase in your life. You are becoming more enlightened or spiritual. Alternatively, you are trying desperately to escape the demands of your daily life.

Gray
Gray indicates fear, fright, depression, ill health, ambivalence and confusion. You may feel emotionally distant or detached.

Dirt
To see freshly stirred dirt in your dream, symbolizes thriftiness and frugalness. Dirt is also representative of situations where you have been less than honorable and may have acted in a devious manner.

Summer
To dream about summer, represents growth, knowledge, high productivity and maturity. You are showing tolerance and expanding your realm of understanding. It is important that your hope is still alive.

Light
To see light in your dream, represents illumination, clear mind, guidance, plain understanding, and insight. Light is being shed on a once cloudy situation or problem. You have found the truth to a situation or an answer to a problem. Also consider the color of the light for additional significance.

To see a bright light in your dream, indicates that you need to move toward a higher level of awareness and feeling. Bright light dreams are sometimes common for those who are near death.

To see soft or shadowy lighting in your dreams, indicates feelings and thoughts from the primal aspects and less developed parts of your unconscious.

Party
To dream that you are at a party, suggests that you need to get out more and enjoy yourself. If the party is bad, then it indicates that you are unsure of your social skills.

Very interesting, well to me at least. ^_^

I’m totally going to start posting more photo’s on here, just as soon as I can afford a point and click digital camera, as it will be easier to use this in day to day life than my expensive more professional camera.

Thanks for sticking in there as I try to figure myself out, where parts of me I knew I once had have gone and try to get back into writing.

Isn’t she adorable?

So I have recently become obsessed with all things Canadian. It all started when I made all these connections with things I liked/ people I admire and the country. First off I started to notice all the amazing music that country puts out! I mean if you don’t believe me name off some of your favorite music and I am willing to bet at least one of those bands is from Canada. Some of my favorites: Stars, Metric, Death From Above 1979, Peaches, Tegan and Sara, The Arcade Fire, all Canadian and all 100% awesome. Then I got hooked on Wiretap. It is a radio show on  CBC radio 1 and it is brilliant. If you are in need of a laugh you should check it out. Jonathan Goldstein is the host and you might know him from his many stories featured on This American Life. (Yes, I listened to the “Who’s Canadian?” TAM, which added fuel to the fire…)

This lead to looking for more podcasts on the cbc radio website. Awesome find number one: CBC Radio3! My favorite podcast by far, with its constant awesome music and allowing me to find new music frequently. I fall in love with just about every band they play on this one. Which is sometimes bad, since the artists aren’t always able to release their albums in the US. But every time I am at home I listen to the streaming online of the actual radio station. Check it out if you have a minute!- http://radio3.cbc.ca/

So at the same time these other things are coming to my attention, I see a really cool girl on one of the forums on my favorite knitting website, Ravelry. She has a blog and I love it. She is by far one of the most fashionable people I’ve ever seen. Her blog is interesting and then I discover she lives in Toronto. Of course. My boyfriend at the time would tease me and say I was stalking her because I always got really excited when she would have a new blog post, but I thought that was unfair since blogs are public, right?

And now I am listening to another podcast about a family the got fed up with this country and moved to Canada. It’s called QN formerly Quirky Nomads.

I know what you’re thinking…holy f how does this girl have time to listen to all these podcasts?!? And the answer is quite simple. My job is mind numbing and boring currently and these podcasts are what keeps me sane and engage my brain.

So here is another thing I’ve been thinking about. I want to meet and befriend Canadian’s. Is that a weird inclination or statement? I mean I don’t really know where I could do that apart from moving to Canada, which isn’t really a possibility for me at this point. I mean I don’t even feel I know how to meet new people period. I’m feeling very stuck in my life at this point in time.

My next obsession, as the title to this entry is plural. My new beagle SUZY! She is a five year old sweetie I adopted from a very nice couple. She is a lickoponumus, who loves LOVES going on walks, I’m pretty sure its all she would do, if she could lick my face for 12 hours, walk for 6 and sleep for 6 she would be the most content dog on the planet. Oh wait, but I forgot she also loves to play with her rope and eating treats. I’m am so happy to have her in my life. It feels great to be walking a couple of miles every day and having the company is nice as well. She doesn’t like it much when I knit instead of paying attention to her (she lays right on top of it.) But maybe I can train her that it is ok.

She is smart as a whip. She is already been house trained (people who had her before me did that.) She knows how to speak, shake, sit, stay, “out of the kitchen” (which is completely awesome when you’re cooking) and now she knows “Stop” as in stop and look both ways before crossing streets. ^_^ I love her completely and I’ve only had her for one and a half weeks. Also she is a very quiet dog, which I understand is very odd for her breed. She doesn’t bark when people come to the door or even when other dogs are barking at her. I really like it.

New feature to the blog:

Reading this week: Essex County (graphic novel)

I am currently looking for a new lunch book (book I read during my very short lunch at work) If anyone still reads this and you have suggestions please comment!

Newest music interest: Tie between Final Fantasy aka Owen Pallet and the Joel Plaskett Emergency (both so very good!)

Knitting on this week: a grown up hat for myself and a pair of gloves for a dear friend.

♥ I need time to read the cover letter book one of my good friends recommended I check out from the library, so that I can write really great cover letters to go with my new and improved resume, then send them both in to awesome, great paying jobs.

♥ Finishing my prototype knitting bag (I wanted this to be done before Arizona *sadface*)

♥ Christmas presents: Mittens, Fingerless-3 pair

Tie

Stuffed Animal- Bagman from Little Big Planet

Neck warmers- 2

♥ General Knitting- Lace ribbon scarf from knitty.com for myself:

Flip fingers for Andrew’s smoker gloves I made last year (since he doesn’t smoke anymore he doesn’t like his fingers getting frozen.)

Racoooon…..from crafty alien

All my other UFO’s

♥ Make mix cd’s for Andrew, Mum, Poppa and Michelle (and burn the damn Juno soundtrack for Michelle, I mean really it has only been a year since I offered…)

♥ Paint

♥ Read

♥ Start my bizniz…

♥ Take photo’s of interesting people/things

♥ Play as many hours of video games as I have been craving

♥ Write blogs everyday (helps my state of mind…)
♥ Nuzzling, Cuddling, loving on and generally enjoying Andrew’s presence

♥Get enough sleep while simultaneously getting all the above done (HA!)

So here is the thing. I have been late to work every day this week, because I have been staying up late to do one or more of these things. Then in the morning enjoying the warmth and cuddles Andrew gives me in bed so much that I can bring myself to get up and leave it to go to a craptastic warehouse. Which, with the economy being in such bad state, is risky business and I’d feel bad about it except that:

A) They don’t pay me enough to care (I mean come on, I’m not even able to pay all my bills, I have to pick and choose which ones are going to get paid.)

B) They don’t care as long as I am there eventually and when I am there I work hard. Which I do, I work my tail off when I am at work.

The later being what I thought last night. On my way to work I realized that they probably don’t care too much when I show up, because I don’t do the things in the company that are time sensitive. Then when I got to work received a “talkin to” for being late only because one of the girls that does the shipping was out sick and they needed me to fill in for her. I did it, very well and had finished that whole shipping job up by 1pm. This of course shocked my boss and made me laugh a little evilly internally (since the only reason he gave me a talkin to was because he thought I wasn’t going to be able to get it all done before the end of the day.) I then proceeded to finish filing all the indie 20 comic’s that needed filing and labeled a dozen boxes of magazines. If you ever hear someone say I am not a good little worker bee you should slap their face (because that my friends is a bold faced lie!)

Now onto secretly knitting that tie….err, not so secretly now, but he doesn’t read this often and you guys won’t tell, right?

P.S. Guess who learned how to format her blog….?

It was -19° F here last night and -12° F when I was getting ready for work this morning. Finally ready (only an hour late…) and my car won’t start. We think it’s the battery…my brother has a car battery charger…we plug it in, the battery has a full charge. So why won’t my car start? Well it’s diesel, maybe that has something to do with it. In fact my dad (who has pretty good knowledge about diesel engines) is sure that this is the case. So I’m stuck.

I was thinking that maybe Andrew could give me a ride to work in the mornings, but he leaves and gets home from work way later than me and it wouldn’t be a problem, but the warehouse closes completely around 5:30 which would leave me waiting about 45 min’s outside in freezing weather. I’d take the bus, but I absolutely don’t have any money, not even change. We cashed it all in to get groceries last week.

I thought this would be a great opportunity for me to read through a book I checked out from the library about writing awesome cover letters. Making some cover letters and sendig my new and improved resume out to some good job postings we’ve found. But my focus is gone.

I’m worried about my car, getting knitted things done for Christmas, now worried about being able to pay bills since I’m missing a full 8 hours I hadn’t anticipated missing (in addition to 4 days of work next week) and my brain feels all fuzzy. Darn snow/freezing weather throwing everything off course. Maybe I should take a little nap, clear my head. Maybe I didn’t get enough sleep last night.