Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Knitting, Hormones and Proclamations

The nursing wrap is coming along, although slowly it seems. Sometimes everything seems slow; then I think about all I have to do until the Wee One arrives and it seems time is moving too fast!

Nature Boy and I took a hike this past weekend. The going was quite slow at times but it was all worth the effort!

Today was Food Day at work. I made some vegan pasta salad and vegan cupcakes. Not many ate the pasta salad but all but 2 of the cupcakes disappeared. I came away from the whole thing with a bad taste in my mouth, to be honest. One woman, who I don't know very well and doesn't work in my department anyway, came over to use the printer and commented, "Chocolate and fruit--now who would even put fruit on chocolate? As if that makes the chocolate healthy!" I swear, it took every once of fibre in my being from letting some choice words loose. Instead I sat there and said inside my head "ok, in about 4 weeks you will be done with her and this place forever, who even cares what this wisp of a person even think, stupid meaningless shrew that she is." Now, the previous part has been edited a bit so that I can post it here without feeling too badly about my inner thoughts, if a girl was to be perfectly honest. But you get my drift, it took some talking down inside the head to keep this pregnant volcano of emotional turmoil from spewing lava all over her insipid little face.

Here's the thing; who says shit like that out loud in front of people who either made them or knows who did? Why do people act so rudely? I find a lot of food not to my taste either but I don't walk around declaring my every opinion about it, especially in front of someone who got up at the buttcrack of dawn to make it. One of my coworkers was overheard saying it would be nice to have a Food Day every other week--I think I'll pass next time and bring the food I like to eat for me alone and be very happy with it. And do other things when I wake at the buttcrack of dawn every day. Like knit!

Thursday, April 23, 2009


There is weight on my body and weight on my mind. And there is Wait. Wait for the Wee One, for the summer, for the plans we are hatching. So weighty around here!

I did manage to get some of the weight off my mind this week, which I think is freeing me up for this last gainful stretch of the belly.

You would think with the unloading of mind weight, a mind and body could rest but not in my case. I've been up for hours again, unable to sleep, tossing in the bed. One of the residents of the estate, Ms. Isabella Maria, is not doing very well and woke up with me and had an accident on the floor. Seems she may be a bit older than we estimated when she chose to come to our place and live with us way back in the Colorado Time. She just came to our porch and wouldn't leave; she didn't want food, just attention and love. Poor sweet little thing, she was always the tiniest of our crew, so little weight. We took her in and at the time, she made three cats. She really shook some things up and as small as she is, she was always in charge of everything. I just hope we can give her some comfort and hope she has a chance to meet the Wee One.

Yesterday was Earth Day and the only thing I managed to do was get some good-for-the-earth fibre. I know, it's amazing how far I will go to do my part, right? Nature Boy called me at work to let me know my package had arrived. Behold the new yarny goodness: Knit Picks Organic Cotton, Worsted Weight, 4 skeins of Marshmallow.

Thinking of making a little Guernsey sweater with it for Wee One.

The blanket for Wee One is still not getting much play. Instead I've cast on for a wrap with some leftover yarn. I plan to use it as a nursing cover-up device when out in public or on the front grounds of the estate.

I don't think I've updated this in some time; we went to see Nature Boy's extended family for Russian Easter this past weekend and I've been busy first with preparations with going, then with getting things back to normal around here upon our return. It was nice to see everyone but also trying at times with the lack of space and older relatives who don't understand you are eating VEGAN frozen meals not DIET frozen meals and that your sodium intake is fine because you don't eat this crap all the time, only when you have to go away for a whole weekend and need easy meals that don't interfere with the meal prep for NON-VEGANS who make up the majority there. Oh and due to my "condition" I had to stay sober. We'll just leave it at that...

Sunday, April 12, 2009


I almost forgot...the flowers didn't die!


Daffodil... favorites!!

To quote a co-worker: "Don't worry, they won't die, they're Pittsburgh flowers!!!" as snow flurried all about...


Here is the most recent finished project for Wee One:

A rattle! The Toadstool Baby Rattle by The Purl Bee. I used the Bamboo Fiber Fill and let me tell you, that stuff is so soft! The body was knit with some cotton fiber and the polka dots were added in duplicate stitch once it was completed, stuffed and all. The rattley part comes ala a toy given by the cats---that's right, one of their little balls with a bell inside it. Don't worry, we washed it first.

We had dinner at Kay and Bill's today. I made some vegan potato salad, some county fried seitan and a vegan poundcake that we smothered with strawberries and soy whipped cream. The seitan was only eaten by me as the rest of the crowd are carnivores and they ate some animals instead. We also had some roasted asparagus--it disappeared very quickly too!

Well, off to eat some leftovers, maybe order some new yummy fiber (while Nature Boy is occupied with a new video game...) and get ready for the finale to Rock of Love Bus. I know, quality TV, right?

Tuesday, April 07, 2009


It's almost every morning. It's 4AM. I am awake. I lie in bed, my back is hurting. I move. I move some more. I think. I do everything but sleep.

Yesterday I lie awake from 4AM to 5:30AM, then got up at 6. This morning I was awake for an hour and finally came downstairs at 5AM. Either way I'm tired soon.

If I were a betting woman, I'd bet the Wee One is either going to arrive at 4AM or will like to wake at that time every day. Someone has got to be getting me ready for something with this crazy morning insomnia!

My flowers I fear have now perished, thanks to this spring snow.

Here is the Wee One Layette-the sweater, hat and now booties.

Here is the newest project for Wee One--can you tell what it is yet?

Oh well, off to work to droop at my desk like some chilly daffodil...