Prepare for Guitarmageddon*

posted by Kristin @ 2:06 PM 1 comments

I'm the Man Who Loves You

posted by Kristin @ 9:54 AM 1 comments

Trying to remember I still have nine months left.

27 things to do while I'm 27

1. Finish Nordic Mittens
2. Finish the wedding quilt.
3. Finish the triangle quilt.
4. Take Gracie on a hike.
5. Ride bikes with Justin.
6. Sew the grey and pink fleece coat.
7. Install some sort of non-shanty-type window coverings in the bedroom.
8. Design and knit my Weasley sweater.
9. Make Elizabeth Zimmerman's modified yoke/raglan/whatever sweater.
10. Sew another skirt. Maybe two.
11. Knit/Spin 10,000 yards of yarn so I can buy Hanne Falkenberg's Mermaid kit.
12. Finishing Jennifer's sweater yarn by Yarn School. 4/13/08
13. Finish all 15 UFOs (in the sidebar)
14. Sew a dress.
15. Go to Yarn School. 4/24/08
16. Remodel one of the bathrooms.
17. Plant a vegetable garden. 5/12/08. And then I promptly watered the only empty bed.
18. Knit a sweater for Justin.
19. Knit a sweater for my dad.
20. Knit 20% of my yarn stash, including any new additions.
21. Spin 30% of my fiber stash, including any new additions.
22. Read all of the Anne of Green Gables books.
23. Take a cooking class.
24. Read the Chronicles of Narnia books.
25. Redo dining room.3/30/08
26. Beat Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire on Gamecube.
27. Learn to weave

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posted by Kristin @ 8:22 PM 0 comments

California Stars

posted by Kristin @ 6:32 PM 2 comments

The wait is over

And the answers to Kristin's Ultimate Movie Quiz:

1. "Okay, stop. I feel like I'm watching regional theatre you guys. God, am I in the Cleveland Playhouse or something? Your craft is a muscle, you need to excercise it. Take a break, think about what you've done." -- Wet Hot American Summer. Amy Poehler's character is yelling at a bunch of 12 year-olds as they practice their version of Godspell.

2. "This song explains why I'm leaving home to become a stewardess." -- Almost Famous. I can't believe nobody got this one (William's sister is playing Simon & Garfunkel's "America" for her mother). I am ashamed of all of you.

3. "Communism was just a red herring." -- Clue

4. "Hey, I like that hat, man. They sell men's clothes where you got that?" -- Footloose. I love Willard.

5. "That's not it. Where'd she get that rubbish? It doesn't even start with 'I wish!'" -- Labyrinth. Possibly my very favorite movie.

6. "The film is okee dokee!" -- The Muppet Movie, as said by the Swedish Chef. Of all the Muppet movies, this is the best, immediately followed by Muppets Take Manhattan.

7. "How did some slip of a girly boy from communist East Berlin become the internationally ignored song stylist barely standing before you?" -- Hedwig and the Angry Inch

8. "Just wishing I could do the job for you, sir. I'd give her a HA! And a HI-YA! And then a OUU-WA! And I'd kick her, sir." -- Anastasia. I am SO proud of Olivia for getting this one. Abby (who happens to be her sister) and I watched it over and over in high school. I love Bartok, Rasputin's bat.

9. "You had so much energy, you were so creative, I couldn't wait to see what you'd do with it. And see, now I know what you did with it. You went shopping!" -- Um, HELLO, Troop Beverly Hills. I adore this movie. I used to babysit a little girl (who was INSANE) and would only watch this movie, sometimes twice a night when I was there. That was perfectly fine by me.

10. "A gun rack... a gun rack. I don't even own *a* gun, let alone many guns that would necessitate an entire rack. What am I gonna do... with a gun rack?" -- The greatest movie quote of all time, from Wayne's World. Abby used to pretend to be Stacy in the scene where she falls off her bike.

Speaking of movies, we went to see Young at Heart yesterday afternoon. It was great. I laughed, I cried (and then I sobbed). I do love me a good documentary.

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posted by Kristin @ 9:42 AM 2 comments

A fun game for a Friday

I saw this making the blog-rounds a few weeks ago. Below are quotes from 10 of my favorite movies. Comment and guess the movie! (It's Friday. Work with me.)

1. "Okay, stop. I feel like I'm watching regional theatre you guys. God, am I in the Cleveland Playhouse or something? Your craft is a muscle, you need to excersise it. Take a break, think about what you've done."

2. "This song explains why I'm leaving home to become a stewardess."

3. "Communism was just a red herring."

4. "Hey, I like that hat, man. They sell men's clothes where you got that?"

5. "That's not it. Where'd she get that rubbish? It doesn't even start with 'I wish!'"

6. "The film is okee dokee!"

7. "How did some slip of a girly boy from communist East Berlin become the internationally ignored song stylist barely standing before you?"

8. "Just wishing I could do the job for you, sir. I'd give her a HA! And a HI-YA! And then a OUU-WA! And I'd kick her, sir."

9. "You had so much energy, you were so creative, I couldn't wait to see what you'd do with it. And see, now I know what you did with it. You went shopping!"

10. "A gun rack... a gun rack. I don't even own *a* gun, let alone many guns that would necessitate an entire rack. What am I gonna do... with a gun rack?"

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posted by Kristin @ 10:28 AM 6 comments

The Rules of Seduction

The Rules of Seduction, as told by Justin:

1. Seduction always takes precedence over cleaning.
2. Seduction, in fact, helps cleaning because it rejuvenates the cleaner and allows him to continue cleaning.

In short, last night's lack of seduction directly led to Justin sitting down for a break from cleaning and then passing out until 3 a.m.

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posted by Kristin @ 9:02 AM 0 comments

Why I can't take the bus for awhile

All of this occurred on Monday.

1. The usual suspects were not at the bus stop on Monday morning. Instead there was a man with a big duffel bag, like he was on the run or something. He talked to himself a lot. I sat down across from him (he was in those seats that face into the center of the bus, generally reserved for the handicapped) and noticed about five minutes into our ride that his left hand was jammed down his sweatpants. And his fingers were moving. Slowly, but moving.

2. When it was time for me to get off the bus, I dinged the little string. Someone else got on and the driver started to take off before I could deboard. I yelled, "I need to get off this bus!" and he stopped.

3. The bus I was supposed to take home that night was an express and only goes twice a day - once in the morning, once at night. It wasn't my usual route because my office was at an Irish bar a few blocks away, celebrating Cinco de Mayo (we are awesome) and I was just going to go home from there. Justin and Gracie were going to meet me at the entrance to our neighborhood where the bus drops me off.

I try to find the stop. The designated intersection (which is very large because one of the intersecting streets actually splits into coming and going traffic lanes) had no bus stop. So I go to the nearest one and wait for about 15 minutes. I'm reading my book, feeling pretty good with my little (borrowed) bus pass. I see the bus, I stand, I wave and SHE DRIVES RIGHT PAST ME.

WTF?

My cell phone is, of course, dead. So I go into the very fancy hotel next to the bus stop and find a house phone. I call Justin at home, line's busy. I call again. He's not there, obviously on his way to meet me at the bus stop by our house. I don't know anyone else's phone number and my phone won't stay on long enough for me to look up anyone. (And I have a new cell phone and don't have all my numbers in it, so that doesn't help.)

So I took a cab. I have never in my life ridden in a cab by myself, so that was pretty fun. He took me home (just a few miles down the road) and there's Gracie and Justin, sitting in the front yard, not really too surprised to see me get out of a cab.

We need a new car. Immediately.

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posted by Kristin @ 11:00 AM 3 comments

In the midst of a yarngasm

One of our LYSs is having a 75% off sale on some high-end yarns. When I say "high-end," I'm talking Alchemy, Elsebeth Lavold, Art Fibers, Debbie Bliss, Louisa Harding. I tagged along with Jennifer because I need some dpns to make a fab hat from some handspun.

And then I left with $400 worth of yarn. BUT. I only paid $100 for it.

CAN YOU EVEN HANDLE THAT? I can't. I was having trouble picking things out until Jennifer pointed out it's like getting four skeins for the price of one. Well, then. I grabbed some EL Classic AL for sweaters for the men in my life, EL Silky Wool (swooooon - that will hopefully be something yummy and yoked) and a bunch of Debbie Bliss Pure Silk. Enough for at least a cute little summer top. I can barely handle all the excitement.

The best part? Not a single skein of sock yarn in the bunch.

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posted by Kristin @ 2:17 PM 2 comments