What I’m Making

So, I haven’t posted in a while and it’s because I’ve been working on this great project. My secret project. An awesome secret project. Which apparently going to be huge. It’s already 6 feet tall, and I’m not sure how long it’s going to be. But I’m excited. I decided to show you all how far along I am. I’m not as far as I wish I was, but my carpal tunnel has been kicking me in the wrist lately because I’ve been playing TONS of Army of Two with Bryant. It’s a really awesome game!

Uber=Secret=Awesome Project

If you would like to guess what it is you are more than welcome to comment.

Crafts, Life, Short Post

After A Few Days…

Hi everyone! I haven’t posted anything in the past couple of days. I haven’t had anything to say really, and I didn’t want to bore your brains out like meal worms. I’ve been working on my new project and playing a video game or two. I haven’t been feeling my best, really down lately. I’m hoping that I can get my project done very quickly so I can show you all!


Happy hooking!

Crafts, Life

Talon-less And Corgis

That’s right, my third talon has taken a trip off my hand and off to better things. At least I think. It didn’t leave a number where I could reach it, nor a forwarding address where I could send it’s mail. I have no idea where to send the rest of it’s stuff, as it didn’t tell me where it was going. Eventually another one will come along and I will have a new talon (or a few) in my life. Until then, texting will be easier, picking food from my teeth with require a different instrument, and I’ll have nothing to scratch and itch with. Big sigh.

My new project is coming along nicely. I’ve got row A done and together. Row B is crocheted, but I have yet to join the squares. I’ll probably do that later. I forgot to take inventory of my yarn in the colors that I needed before I started, so some of my colors are a bit off. I thought about tackling my pikachu blanket again, something I haven’t thought of in years.

In better news, a litter of Corgi puppies as brought into the world a few days ago by Kalmont Kennels. They posted pictures on their facebook page earlier today and I couldn’t help but squeal in excitement. The have two boys and five little girls (I think). Corgis are some of the greatest dogs on the planet and I can’t wait to have my own. A cute little herd of my own. ūüôā

Today I found out how focused Bryant gets when he watches Anime. I’ve loved Anime most of my life, Sailor Moon being my first show. I saw my first episode when I was home sick while my dad’s sister and her family were staying with us when we lived in Corvallis, MT. That was so long ago, but I’ll never forget how fascinated I was with the show and how I’ll always love it. My love for it has evolved to include many different genres, but that one will always be my first. Back to Bryant though. I have never seen someone so engrossed in a show. I don’t think he blinks. He catching up on Bleach right now (a show I have had a hard time getting into, based solely on the fact that there is way too much filler), a manga I had read for a while until I moved in with my mother in high school. I don’t like all the same shows he does (i.e. Vampire Bund), but I’m glad that him and I have something else in common. We just have to find a show we both want to watch.

I’m trying to get out of the habit of posting late at night. It’s a difficult thing sometimes because (like last night) I don’t always have a lot to write about. Especially if I haven’t done anything yet. I try to have an adventure everyday, and boy does it were one out. On to more adventures.

If you are interested in adopting a Corgi puppy, Kalmont Kennels are accepting deposits and applications right now. Here is a link to their facebook page: Kalmont Kennels

Crafts, Life

New Project and A Shout Out

So I’ve started on a new project. Crochet that is. I’m working on¬†converting¬†pixel art into granny square blankets. Minecraft has been a huge help in the distinguishing of what pixel is what color. I’ve also decided to do a solid granny square instead of a open granny square. I have to thank for the help on figuring it out. Her website is¬†subtly¬†¬†referencing a lot of things that I love, but I will let you find those out for yourself. I’ll post a picture of the blanket when I am done. Lots of squares to make, but I’m trying to make the blanket row by row, instead of making all the squares and assuming that I have enough of them. I’ve done a whole spreadsheet on how many of each color I need in each row and I thought it looked really awesome. And it does, But I’m not going to share it until I’m sure I did it right.

I don’t have a whole lot to say tonight, I haven’t gone on a adventure today, so I don’t have a whole lot to talk about.

A shout-out goes to¬†for having wonderful instructions that I could follow for the solid granny square that I’m using in my current project.

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Yarn Stash and The Death of Another Talon

EXCITING DAY TODAY! I went to my storage unit and I retrieved my yarn stash! I didn’t think I would have had room for it, but Bryant insisted that we just take the whole thing home with us. So I have ALL (I think) of my yarn now. With the¬†reacquiring of yarn though, always leads one to believe that they need a new storage container for it all. And that is something I definitely plan on¬†acquiring.

I just have to re-wind all of my yarn into pull-center balls. The are much easier to use, don’t roll around as you use them, and just over all look cooler. I use them for both crochet and knitting; I know a lot of knitters who use them. Most people I know who crochet don’t use center-pull balls. Perhaps they just choose not to, or don’t know it’s something that exists. ¬†I like them though, they look like this if you were wondering:

I still haven’t started a new project. But I’m hoping that my spinning stuff is in my yarn stash box somewhere. That would be a nice project. I was looking at pictures of the first yarn I ever made the other day and I sighed. It is so awful!

That was quite a while though.

So tonight, I bid “good day” to another talon, this time the thumb from my right hand. It was a painful removal, I caught it on a sliding glass door as I tried to open it while it was locked. Now before you judge me while I tried to open a locked door, please know that I was trying to open the door without looking at it to let a dog out and I was opening it on the opposite side of the handle. It’s something I do a lot, because I’m lazy.

You were a good talon, you are a missed talon, and you are survived by Left Thumb Talon. No longer with you pull knots from yarn or small pull beard hairs that have penetrated Bryant’s thumb. You will always be remembered for your loyal service.


Oh and I made myself a double nail for a little while.



I forgot to add the link for a pull center ball if you are interested in creating your own. It isn’t the set of instructions that I used to learn the first time but I love so the link will take you to their website. If I do find the instructions that I used I will definitely post them. The instructions are a little different than how I learned but it’s still a good read.

Crafts, Life

Taxes, Carpal Tunnel, and The Gym

So got my taxes done today, something that I have been putting off. Among other things, I was putting them off because I just don’t like getting them done. I’ve also been putting off sewing, knitting, crochet, writing, learning how to speak Swahili, remembering that I’m 22 now, and reciting the poetry of¬†Sextus Propertius backwards and in the original Latin. I may have been a tad hyperbolic on a few of those. But all the same, I haven’t been as crafty lately as I would like to be, partially because of my carpal tunnel. But,back to taxes. I went to a new H&R Block for my taxes. I don’t know how to do them myself (which I can admit) and I would be to nervous to do them myself because I’m prone to screw things up. So a few days ago I set the appointment and gathered my things. When I arrived today at the office I was the only one with an appointment, I arrived 10 minutes early. So I sat and waited… and waited… and waited some more. A quarter ’til five I was finally seen. I didn’t mind waiting since I was waiting on the person ahead of me to finish their return and it wasn’t the employee’s fault. So I sat there and waited. Once I was taken over to my Tax Preparer, I noticed something interesting. I attract really hyper people. My Tax Preparer was all about good attitude and tons of energy. It was nice. The same thing happened yesterday though when I went shopping for an undergarment (as I have not perfected the art of crafting them yet). My assistant in sizing and style choices was all about her energy. She liked the fact that I was taller than her and that I had long hair like her. It was a good experience on both accounts. So maybe I should hang out with these upbeat people.

I mentioned my carpal tunnel, which is something I have. Something that I ignore (for the most part) and something that I don’t let rule my life. Sure, the pain does prevent me from doing some things some times but it doesn’t stop me from doing them. Bryant bought me a magnet bracelet to help with the pain a few months ago, and it has helped considerably. That was until I played video games for six hours the other night. My hands went numb and my fingers tingled. When I put the controller down and flexed my finger it hurt to move them. ¬†That night when I went to bed I woke up several times with dead hands and for the first time in a while I considered wearing my braces to bed. I decided against it. I’ve decided I should probably see a doctor about it, I’m just nervous about that because I’ve read that I can lose strength in my hands or lose feeling and control. That’s just not cool with me.

Tonight was gym night. I haven’t gone in over a week. It was hard but good for me. However, I had more of a workout than I had¬†bargained for. The incline on the machine was kind of broken. By kind of I mean that when I pressed the button to incline it didn’t incline. Instead, it decided to incline with five minutes left of my work out. It wasn’t just a small incline either, it was a full 11.5 incline with a 4.8 mph running speed. I wasn’t going to give up five minutes until the end, I was going to finish. Even if it meant I fell off of the tredmill. Then, 20 seconds later, my speed dropped to 2.8 and I ALMOST face-planted. I caught myself before I did. Then the incline dropped to a 7.5 and the speed increased to 3.8. At this point I was incredibly confused at this point. My tredmill was POSSESSED. For the remaining time on my workout it changed seven more times in both speed and incline. By the time my cool down started I was a little wary that it was going to go¬†awry and my cool down was about to become the “psych, we’re not cooling down yet, got ya” but it finished nicely.

Three topics are hard. I think I’ll stick to two topics. I can make that sounds more adventurous that I can three. Three sounds like a list of things to do. Had I written about two I could have said “Tackling Taxes and Gym (insert word that starts with ‘g’ that means adventure)”.

I wanted to acknowledge the fact that four readers have decided to follow my blog. It’s the most followers that I have ever had on any blog I’ve ever written, so thank you.


Unfinished Crochet Projects

Since I’ve been living with my boyfriend and his parents, my yarn has ended up in storage. I have a small collection that I have been able to keep with me but my large u-haul moving box is stuffed away in a cold room. It would be of too much of a hassel to have it here, don’t get me wrong, but I want to work on the projects that I have started before. I just finished a 42 square stack for a blanket that I am making with some hookers and knitters off of facebook.

Even though I am still without a job, I am still hoping to have a garden. And once I have a garden I will have a smith, and once I have a smith I will have a weaving room. I will¬†acquire all of this and live a happy and healthy life. WIth my corgis… that I will get eventually. I’m allowed to have dreams.¬†

I still miss home, but I would have a hard time going back.