Finally able to finish something!

With everything going as it has been and feeling the way I do getting things done is quite difficult. But last night I finished my latest knitting project. It's a knitting project bag. I lined it with one of my favorite Alexander Henry fabrics and it's reversable. I made the strap a bit longer than intended, but I really needed
to use the whole two skeins of yarn. And it's easier to carry a knitting project in and knit and walk with a longer strap.so ha I can just pretend that I meant to do it!So here's a picture of my knitting glory..even if it is only seed stitch and a ribbed strap..I finished it!

And yes...my husband is addicted to shoes..and other clothing items. The yarn, that's mine.

Shots in the spine hurt

I got my shot in the back today. I feel pretty bad. The doctor was nice and adorable, not much older than me, with a cute Louisiana accent. I was knitting in the waiting room..My mantra lately "knit one, purl one. Knit the purls and purl the knits.." An older woman came by and said "well you don't even have to look at it do you?" She went on about how she never picked up knitting but did cross stitch. For some reason it makes me feel better, more accomplished when an older person notices my knitting. Like they understand that it's a passion, a lifestyle, a way to show love. Younger non-knitters just see it as a hobby, boring, or way to difficult to undertake. As the woman walked away she said I had talent..I beamed, even though my husband tells me constantly..She made my day.

Knitting as therapy

I am so scared for the spinal injections tomorrow that I can't stop knitting. No matter what, even if I'm doing dishes I'm knitting in my head, k1 p1 k2tog...on and on (not that I do dishes or anything) I wonder if they'll let me knit while they're doing the injections. I can knit in just about any position. Right now I have a new bag I'm making, I have to keep patterns simple with all the pain meds they have me on. I just can't seem to read or count right for that matter. My husband, Jarrod has been really nice about things (apart from the fight we got into yesterday, but we'll not go in to that one) He's trying to keep me calm, but that's like trying to have a pig at a tea party without any mess. So as I am so not looking forward to tomorrow and the days after...I knit so all I think about are the stitches and watching my darling Lily bounce in her bouncy thingy.

My Lily..she keeps me going.

The horror the horror!

Had the physical therapy yesterday..I wanted to kill that man! Not only was he hurting me (as if there needs to be more reasoning behind the murder) he was very..well he was kind of dumb. So yeah I came home a total wreck and my poor poor husband..I threw a proper temper tantrum..like it was his fault. So I'm sorry for that, but I'm still not sorry about the bit about video games..That said, I feel bad that he has to deal with me like this. I promise I haven't always been a complete bitch or total loon, but all the pain and being so scared of the injections and the surgery. It's too much and I'm not good at too much. I prefer things stay nice and slow..effortless, worry free...But I guess it wouldn't be life then would it? Ha!

I have physical therapy again tomorrow..pray that I don't kill anyone. The day after is when I get the spinal injections. At least they'll sedate me for that one...They'd have to or the whole staff would be holding me down.

To make all of this more scary I watched a video of the disk replacement surgery on you tube..I do like to know how things work, but I could have gone without knowing that they're going to slice my abdomen and gently (yes the clinical trial says gently) move my organs to one side! Are you kidding? These things do not make sweet dreams.

Happy note: Lily is 9 months old today! Yay nine whole months and I haven't dropped her or lost her..I win:)

Don't Worry Be Happy..or something like that

My physical therapy is today and I'm thinking I may go on over to the yarn store after to pet the yarn..That helps when things aren't they way I want them to be. As does looking at photos of my Lily Pie.

That makes it all better!

Tomorrow is going to suck

I have two really bad disks in my lower back. The neurologist knows I need disk replacement, but because the insurance companies are total buttheads they make you do all this physical therapy and on the 24th I have to have injections in my spine! I mean seriously come on. They've given me pain pills, which don't make the pain stop at all they just make me silly. I'm so scared of the surgery..but the waiting and going through all of this pain is torture. Stupid insurance. The doctor said my spine looks like a sixty year olds back. I'm only 28 and have never been seriously injured..heck I've never even had the flu. Genetics did this to me I'm sure of it..Well. Physical therapy is at 11:15..even though no one is reading this cross your fingers and hope I don't punch the poor woman inflicting pain on me. She's really pretty nice on the outside, but I'm sure she takes some pleasure inflicting pain on others..Why else would she have that job?

Finger Knitting with slub yarn

I finger knit when I have a lot on my mind..an there's been a lot lately. Finger knitting is how I learned to knit when I was five. By the end of the yarn I had 216 inches..yep 216 inches of a super cool slub yarn scarf.

Still contemplating on whether or not I want to keep it or sell it. I rarely keep anything I knit, it usally becomes a gift or gets sold. I deserve something too, no? Even if it is a million degrees out still...winter is coming and my neck does like to be warm.
While my poor husband was taking this picture I may have had a slight temper tantrum because he was being very obnoxious..nothing shocking there.

Yay for scarves!

 

Just look how pretty this yarn is..Just yummy!

Why babies won't let you work

I am currently running around like a chicken with no head. Trying to feed my daughter Lily..Of course after that I think I can settle into my chair to work on my knitting. Not so..The moment I sit down she screams, the kind of scream you'd hear in a horror movie when some very attractive but not too bright girl is being chased by some scary monster. She needs a diaper. Done, diaper is changed and a seemingly happy girl is sitting in her little baby chair smiling and making funny noises. I sit down, mind you I am only about two feet from her, I pick up my knitting and she screams. Is she just anti knitting today? She's eight almost nine months old and loves the feel of wool so I decide I could let her hold the ball of wool as I'm knitting..She's totally happy with this until I pick up my favorite rosewood needles. What the heck kid? Most people say that I could just work on it while she's napping. HA! She's into her I'm not napping faze. I can't be mad at her..Surely she's not keeping me from getting anything done on purpose.

We've all seen Stewie on Family Guy. Is she the female version of this evil mastermind? Is there a bomb waiting to go off in my uterus? Apparently lack of sleep and getting any actual work done is wearing on me.
This is the anti knitting baby..so you can see why I can't get angry with her..one she's a baby..two, she's so cute I can't believe she belongs to me.

Rockin' those Elton John glasses