Yesterday, a coworker, Jer, was belittling me and cleaning out under my desk. It’s pretty much a space heater graveyard under there. It’s freezing in my area and I have burnt out two space heaters and am working on my third.  It’s not my fault I can see my cold breath in there.  I could DIE by catching myself on fire because I sit so close to the space heater without a space heater.

So, Jer is rooting around under there, yanking my mini Christmas tree in its holder out of it’s hiding space and telling me I’m messy (eye roll).

Jer: Why do you have so many space heaters under here?!

Me: Oh…those don’t work.

Jer: Then why are they still here?

Me:  I’m hoarding them.  And they don’t work.

Jer:  None of these work?  Are you sure?

Me: Serious stare.

Jer: So, I’m throwing these away. (And he yanks one out and throws it across the room into a box he recently dedicated as a trash box)

Jer: Hey!  Hand me the scissors!  (He says this while trying to pull the cord for the other space heater out from behind the desk.  He yanked the cord a couple of times and apparently came to the conclusion that the cord was stuck somewhere)

Me: I am pretty sure that’s plugged in.

Jer: No it’s not (he looks at me like I’m stupid.  It’s my desk area.  I would have trusted me concerning the plugged-in-ness of items)

Me: Please check first, you don’t want to electricute yourself.

Jer: (He has obtained scissors) It’s not plugged in! (Proceeds to cut the cord with the metal scissors.  As I said, the heater was plugged in and sparks flew.)

Jer: ….I guess you were right.

Thankfully, Jer did not electricute himself, but I got singed a little bit from a flying spark.  It was all very exciting.

There are gnomes.  Living under my porch.  I know, you are rolling your eyes thinking, that crazy girl who knits in public thinks she has gnomes.  Correction:  I don’t think I have gnomes, I know I have gnomes.

At first, I thought it was the cats.  Or their cat friends running around on the porch.  THEN, one night, I heard noises (like loud foot steps) on the porch and the kitties were inside sleeping on the couch and I thought some weirdo must be doing a jig in front of my house.  I ran to the window and nary a kitty or jig dancing weirdo.

Months went by and the noises continued.  Justin thought I was being silly until he heard it one night and thought someone had come to the door.  I knew it was the gnomes and after that, he knew it too.

For Christmas, my aunt gave me a lawn gnome, a scare-gnome if you will.  He is sitting at the end of my front steps to encourage the real gnomes to stay away.  So far, it’s working ok.  The gnomes have made a couple of appearances, but not as many as usual.  I will keep you all posted on the progress of the scare-gnome vs the real gnomes.

(I know that there aren’t really evil, blood thirsty gnomes waiting to kill me.  But, I did really put a scare-gnome at the end of the steps [he has an owl on his shoulder] and I do blame the unidentified porch noises on the gnomes.)

There have been a bajillion blog posts on Avatar and I wasn’t going to write one, but I can’t get away from this damn movie.  I saw it.  In 3-D.  Did you know it’s 3 HOURS LONG?!!…3 HOURS!!!  I cannot sit still for that long.  I lose interst at one hour and just power through for the last 30 minutes of most movies.  And I thought I was going to pee myself, but this is supposed to be the most amazing movie ever (take that Citizen Kane) and I didn’t want to miss anything.

In all honesty, I wouldn’t have really missed anything.  There would have just been more flying around and yelling and dialogue to make Al Gore really happy.  My personal feeling about Avatar is this: someone (‘cough’…James Cameron) totally ripped off Ferngully.  Which, my parents didn’t like me watching because they used ungodly powers and talked about saving the environment.  Same with Rats of NIMH minus the environment stuff. And Captain Planet and Power Rangers.  Dude, when I was in 4th grade, if you weren’t watching Power Rangers, you were a loser.  I never had a chance.

In conclusion, if you enjoyed Ferngully, you will probably like Avatar because they are almost the same thing.  Even down to the special tree.  And make sure you see it in 3-D because if you don’t, I suspect you will get bored after the first hour and a half and with 3-D you will still have something pretty to look at.

New Year’s Eve was a blast!  I spent it with good friends and watched other people get wasted and break champagne glasses and have the same conversation for 3 hours…what’s not to love?

Shift.org posted a photography project a few days ago:  take a photo every hour New Year’s Eve through New Year’s Day.  Since Justin got me an awesome camera for Christmas, I took tons of pictures and annoyed everyone all night.  It was great!  Here they are…

And that, friends, was my New Year celebration in a nutshell.  I have many more pics, but I can’t put them all up (rules).  I hope you have a great weekend!

I woke up this morning at 3:30 am and couldn’t go back to sleep.  So, I’m writing that post.

This year have been extremely weird.  For those who know me, I have been difficult this year and have had a somewhat difficult year.  See, it all works out.  Have a hard time, be a pain in the ass.

My whole life, I have been looking for a place to fit and this is the first time ever I feel like I do.  It’s a great feeling.  The support from my friends and from Twitter and blog friends has been amazing and incredibly enlightening.  I am so grateful for the people I have met on the internet this year, the community I feel apart of is wonderful and loving…it’s awesome!

I was telling a friend last night that it’s amazing what difference a year makes.  I can’t imagine being where I was on New Year’s Eve last year.  The person I was that night and the person who is sitting here typing this are different, yet I wouldn’t be here without her.  I have never felt so grateful or so content EVER, and it’s so unexpected!  I realized, finally, that life isn’t about hopping from one moment of happiness to another, it’s about being content and loving yourself and making healthy decisions.

So, the things I would like to change before 2011 (because New Year’s Resolutions are hard, but year goals are easier, for me anyway):

  • Quit smoking!!
  • Be less of a sass mouth
  • Take more personal risks
  • Be less judgmental
  • Be nicer

There are more, but these are the major ones.  And it’s 4 am and I’m getting distracted by Law & Order.  Thanks for everything!  I hearts you’s guys!

I think I should have an invisible car.  That way, I can drive however I want and no one will be able to see me.  Because I am a way more competent driver than all of the other cars on the road, according to me. And, I will become invisible once I get in the car because it will be super weird to see me in a sitting position hovering above the ground.  Could cause a lot of accidents.  See, I thought of everything.

Think of the possibilities!!  With an invisible car, I can weave in and out of traffic and drive on the wrong side of the road.  If there aren’t any other cars on that side, no big deal…they aren’t even using it.  Maybe an invisible motorcycle would be better, but that would get kind of cold.

When considering the awesomeness of my idea this morning, I was thinking, what if I wasn’t paying attention?  I resolved this because I will have to pay attention 100% of the time with my awesome invisible car.  Which won’t be hard, because I won’t be sitting in traffic like all of the other idiots.  Because I have the most awesomest car EVER!!  And, I can’t get a ticket because the cops won’t see me.  They will just see that something fast went by and pull someone else over.  Probably someone driving really slow who doesn’t deserve to be on the road anyway.

When I was in high school, I was always drawing and writing stuff.  And I was always doing in to get published.  Because, in my high school mind, getting published was no big deal.  Send the publishing company the work, they send back money and voila, you’re famous and you have a book out.  I made the following when I was a senior because I’d never seen anything like it before and it still makes me laugh.

BTW, it took forever to scan these into the computer, just sayin’

It says…ahem “Cheerleader: Generally found in the backseats of cars.  Often have gum in their mouths with a strand of hair wrapped around finger.  Can be classified by annoying highpitched giggle, followed by a head swish.  They are always jumping around and laughing.  Usually wearing school colors and waving arms around.  Often found among the football player species.

Pop Star: This species can be quite interesting and entertaining, for reasons besides the obvious.  They are popping up in surprising numbers across the country.  Like the Popularity Queen species, they tend to run into things, but that is simply due to the fact they are always singing, eyes closed (of course).  More often than not, this singing makes those around them want to cover their ears and run in the opposite direction.  They also tend to “boogie” and continuously shake their hips in an inappropriate manner.

They an commonly be found in very, very tight pants and skimpy tops.  Usually have very tall, strappy contraptions on their feet that cause them to stumble when they aren’t falling due to sing-walking. (NOTE: This was before American Idol. Now it’s even worse!)

Slut: Only found around men, usually men who have a nice chunk of change.  They tend to frequent bars, mainly in the back rooms or any dark corner.  They enjoy dancing grotesquely with just about anything they can get away with, even some things they can’t.

Classified by chest area that bulges from clothing, bare mid-drift and extremely revealing skirt.  They often sit or stand in exotic, provocative poses.

Wannabe: This species in very peculiar.  They want to be everything they are not and try to actually embody these characteristics.  There are usually a few of them following and drooling on the Popularity Queen species.

They often try extremely hard to wear “hip” clothing but always fall short by some degree.  These creatures can be quite dangerous, not to mention annoying, if they happen to latch on to you.  A good weapon is splashing them in the face with water, they are terrified by the thought of running mascara.  Can be classified by constant bowing to the Popularity Queens and continuous snubbing of other species.

Nerd: Can typically be found in the quiet rooms in libraries across the nation.  Usually covet items such as pocket protectors and multi-colored pencil grips.  Travels in herd, but are sometimes seen in packs of two or three.

Can be classified by unusual clothing, often drastically out of style.  Found in the front of classrooms with hands in the air.  More common in some places than in others.

Fitness Fanatic: Found in gyms world wide.  Always obsessing about healthy living.  Love to talk and talk about exercise routines.  Usually quite jittery and constantly muttering about a schedule.  Have trouble staying still.

Clothes in multiple colors of sports bras and cheerleading shorts.  They are never without their most comfortable tennis shoes.

Popularity Queen: Constantly running into things and people due to noses stuck in the air.  Has an expectation of being worshiped by all who come in contact with them, and there is hell to pay if this doesn’t occur.  They can be found making fun of the nerd, goth, hippie and several other species.

They are often clothed in skirts and knee socks.  Tend to be seen with those just like themselves and the cheerleader species.  CAUTION: For total safety, steer clear, they can be dangerous.  Watch for glared eyes!

Goth Chick: Always dressed in black, sometimes have powdery white substance on face.  Hair is usually black and stick straight.  Has a pessimistic outlook on life and everything in between.  They are often fascinated by death and enjoy scaring non goths.

I hope you enjoyed.  Please remember that I wrote this a long time ago,even though my hand writing looks the same.  Before American Idol and back when knee socks were really in.  And if this day doesn’t speed up, I am going to freak out a little bit more every 5 minutes!!

Tootles!

My bed last night was very full.  Two cats and one dog.  And me.

Aravis took up half the bed.  And that was that.  She doesn’t really care about snuggling me.  She loves Justin and wants to snuggle him.  But not me, her mom.

Caspian and Chico are in a constant competition for who can get the most attention. Caspian goes into this total freak out every few days.  I think he decides he hasn’t gotten enough attention and needs to make sure I see him.  He follows me around screaming his little lungs out.  With his mouth open. And his head back.  So, he insisted on being in my face on the bed.  Chico barked in his face.  It was very dramatic.  I drew out an illustration:

It was intense.

Santa came. I heard him at 4:30am. He is so loud! People are trying to sleep around here!

Christmas is over.  It’s always a kind of blah time.  Not looking forward to taking the tree down.  I feel good about leaving it up until next week.  It looks nice.

I just spent way too much money on take out food, cigarettes (they deliver) and coke.  Now I am having the “I could’ve bought an outfit with that money” blues.  ‘Sigh’

So, Justin got me an awesome camera for Christmas!!  Everyone’s like, that camera takes awesome pictures!  Don’t they understand it’s me who takes the awesome pictures?!  Goodness, the camera just enhances my talent.  Duh.

Chico was my only subject.  I have about 20 pictures that look just like this.  In 2 of them he is staring at me with murder in his eyes (ok, maybe not murder, and just annoyance.  Still)

Tomorrow, back to work!  And then New Year’s.  I am going to be in a good mood tomorrow.  I just know it.  I am going to wear my sparkle shoes.

So far, there really hasn’t been too much drama. Other than my mom berating me.

Three, count ‘em, three people have cried for weird reasons. That is amazingly low compared to previous years’ statistics.

I have had a pretty swell time with family. But, it’s not over yet…there could be drama tomorrow. So far, most drama-less Christmas ever. Not sure if this is a good thing or not.

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