Guess what I learned a couple nights ago.........
I'll wait..........
Ok, you got it... I mastered the DPN's!!!! I couldn't stand it anymore... I just HAD to get in there and try... so I pulled out the massive size 11's & Lion Brand Thick&Quick then went to town.... between that, red wine, a dashing young man and a cozy night on the couch, I feel 1,000 times better than I did a few days ago. In the works is a pair of Irish Hiking LEGWARMERS... stay tuned for a pattern....
So I am back in business. Ready to take on the world. Ready to knit socks. Ready to help
La get this Stitches West Dinner thing going. Ready to do
Lori /
Heidi's Meme. But first, an update on the drama at Casa de' Wine & Needles...
Viva has been acting very bizarre the last few days. She has been meowing all day and night, REFUSES to get out of my lap, hasn't been eating, etc. I assumed it was because I had bombed the apartment for fleas a few days ago and the confinment to the small space drove her crazy, but after my 3rd night of restless sleep because of her constant meowing I decided to investigate further. I picked her up like a baby (stop rolling your eyes and go with it here), and was able to get a good look at her mouth - which is when I discovered that one of her front teeth is jutting out in an unnatural direction and very loose. OH MY GOD I AM AN ASSHOLE. All this time I have been kicking her off me at night and generally getting annoyed with her attempts to show me that 'Look, you moron, my god-dammed tooth is screwed up". Poor thing hasn't eated in 3 days!!!! I am such a BAD MOMMY!!!
My sister is never going to let me live this one down. Here I
making fun of her for hitting her cat with a car, and I go and let mine go and practically starve to death. I ran straight to the store for fresh tuna and other soft kitty treats... hopefully to tide her over until her appointment at the cat hospital tomorrow. I have a pretty bad feeling this is how it is going to go: "Well, Ms. Rau, Viva is going to need oral surgery to fix this inflamed nerve... if we had caught it sooner we could have just pulled the tooth." ADIOS TAX RETURN....
Ok, now for the ever-so-popular music meme (by the way, the 'tagging' component of this thing is brilliant)
[1] Total amount of music files on your computer?
I have no effen clue, and it's not because I don't know how to go to my music file and check the size of the folder. I'm on my work computer right now, so the observation here would be obsolete. However, I do recall that iTunes tells me that I have at least 3 days worth of music in my library. Do the math ;)
[2] CD you last bought?
I haven't bought a CD in forever, but I am pretty sure that one was the
Chicago Soundtrack. The last three CD's I received were
Strange Magic: The Best of ELO,
Tupelo Honey, and
Moondance (both by Van Morrison.)
[3] What is the song you last listened to before reading this message?
Learning to Fly by Tom Petty. I'm on disc 3 of the 6-CD box set,
Playback. Every Friday at work I listen to the entire thing, and by the time I get to the end it's time to go and start the weekend!!!
[4] 5 songs [and/or artists] you often listen to, or which mean a lot to you?
In no particular order:
a. Brown Eyed Girl by Van Morrison. My dad used to sing the song to me on the way to our Yosemite cabin when I was a little girl. The first few notes and I am back in the old
Scout, in the foothills on our way up 41.
b. Bubble Toes by Jack Johnson. This will always be 'that song' that takes me back to college. The Lazy Daze at
UCSB. Pitchers at Sam's to Go. Goleta Beach. Study Hall Bloodies. 6511 DP. If those things mean anything to you, you might have been a Gaucho. They obviously did to Jack (a gaucho), and this song encompasses it perfectly.
c. Tom Petty. He is my hands down favorite artist of all time. He was with me when I was 12 and spent the night crying in my room because my crush wouldn't talk to me on the phone. He went with me on my first road trip to Santa Cruz when I was 16. We drove to UCSB together in the Saturn when I was 18 and moving away from home for the first time. He consoled my hung-over ass the morning after my 21st birthday. I listened to him the in the morning when I was getting ready for my first day at my dream job 1 month ago. And I have no doubt he'll be with me for the rest of my life.
d. The Beach Boys. It's another 'tribute to my youth' thing, but for some reason these guys have really stuck. I can be totally happy listening to 2 straight hours of them on a long road trip.
e. Time to Say Goodbye by Sarah Brightman & Andrea Bocelli . A song we used for my Grandpa's funeral, and it was absoulutly beautiful. The song will always have a very special meaning for me.
[5] Who are you going to pass this on to and why?
a. Heather, because I like her style and am curious about what music she listens to.
b. La, because she usually posts memes on Friday and today it iisstrangly absent (as of 11:53 am, anyway)
c. Robin, because I am completely in awe of the fact that she finished her clapotis in under 48 hours. What does this have to do with a music meme? Nothing really.
WEEKEND FORECAST: I'm heading to
Cafe Niebaum-Coppola for dinner tonight, then running an ungodly number of errands tomorrow, driving back to Fresno for some midday drinking at Blake and Eric's Superbowl party (SO sad that I can't participate in the
PJ-Fest), and hopefully crawling back to San Jose in time to make it to work on Monday morning. Have a great weekend, miei amici!
