Cone of Silence

You know th eone Max and the Cheif sat in so no one could hear anything? I'm gettign me one of those.

Poor Bret (the black and white cat) was back at the vet yesterday, after looking like he was perking up on the weekend he went majorly down hill.

The vet rang first thing this morning, I'm all like yes how's Bret doing ever the optimist, and she's like not good he's just passed away. I rang my mum and she came round and I've blubbered for the last hour and a half.

So if you see me over the next week or so, I rather you didn't. I can't face speaking to anyone I know right now, so I won't be answering my phone either. I'll be goign to work serving complete strangers and then coming home to the Daft White Cat.

Not very exciting I know, I had the brief pleasure of a long awaited parcel arriving this morning. Talk about timing.

Suzi.

I have been tagged!

I have a tag to collect form Katt, and it's long overdue, fear not!

I will collect it an complete it, okay maybe you should fear we don't know what is going to come out. It is about my habits.....

Suzi.

No knitters here, just us cats.

I'm afraid there is no knitting to report but I have been having a tidy up of my kitchen cupboards. I could always take a picture of my sugar stash, it's bigger than my chocolate stash.
Something different huh?

Suzi.

We're all doing well.....NOW!

After two nights of driving me round the twist the daft white cat fianlly has the balck and white cat back home with him, but all he does is run away with his tail puffed out like a bottle brush.

Clearly I've brought an imposter home with me form the vet.

The imposter has sat around most of the afternoon, either in the bathroom, briefly in the living room before retireing back into his carrier box. He's since vacted the box, and the white cat is now hiding on top of a wardrobe and the black and white cat is under my chair.
Tonight might be another long night.

I attended my local SNB Birthday on Tuesday, worked on the sock Wednesday, and am now writing a very brief post on my blog. The white cat has kept me awake the last two nights so I am too tired to write anything. I just want to sleep.

Suzi.

A Side Note!

Anybody who tried to e-mail me recently but had mail returned, I'm a littel unsure as to what happened. My mail account isn't even a quarter full, but my inbox did have a lot in it. It was rather full of John Cena.
John Cena you ask? Well ask Katt she's the woman with all the answers.

What a day!

It's been one of those days, the balck and white cat has to go to the vets in the morning. So I have to get him in his box before I leave for work so my mother can pick him up and take him to his appointment.

He's behaving a little oddly and I suspect he may have another urinary infection, he's had it once before and behaved the same way. Poor little devil, mostly he sleeps in the litter tray and ocasionally barks.

Tommorrow is a busy day at work, we have a lot of meetings, I suspect I will do my best impersonation of a mad woman. Eeek!

In the afternoon, I am off to the Knitting Coven (how cool?!?!?!?) as Cindy refers to it. Or as it's more commonly known my local SNB meet-up. I'm looking forward to it.

I'm afraid that's it for today, I have to go check on the kitty cat and then do some last minute organising for stuff to take to my SNB. No time when you have to put kitys in boxes of a morning.

Until next time,
Suzi.
A bona fide red head and damn proud of it.

Write something insightful!

I'll try but honestly I don't know what to write about.

Aside form sifting through alot of long unread e-mails - that darn Matt Hardy. All that time wasted, so I try not to think about That Man. I get annoyed.

But yesterday I had some chocolate sponge and harressed my sister with pictures of Jeff Hardy. My sister is amused that despite the fact I have hundreds of pictures (there are even more of That Man) I know exactly what each of them are.

Stuff like that along with a number of other useless and vague things stay in my head. Nothing sensible or practical usually, but an amazing cornacopia of odd things just waiting to pop to the surface at the right time.

Despite this I have still been unable to find Thai yellow curry paste in my local Coles so I ended up buying red. It seemed closer than green somehow. I am planning to make Nigella's Yellow Thai Pumpkin Curry. After much debate about prawns (I think Nigella stressed fresh here as a must) I bought a pack of frozen prawn meat out of the freezer section near the deli. It's peeled and cleaned raw prawns ready to cook. Now they reside in my freezer awaiting the time.

I have been doing the occasional row on my sock, I had a brief disaster where I discovered I'd somehow started knitting backwards in the round and the inside of my sock was now on the outside. Arrghh!

After all that talk of Christmas I have gone into preperation, planning and trial mode. I even bought a turkey breast roll this last week, they were on special in Coles. It's stashed in my mother's deep freeze (at least I still hope it is) ready for when I am going to cook turkey for the first time ever. The first Christmas away form home I was going to cook one but my mother insisted on doing it and bringing it around. That was a good Christmas lunch, I even made this ice cream dessert/cake type thing which my sister couldn't stop eating. We have to have two desserts because my sister is one of these tiresome people who don't like Xmas pud.

I've also been looking out Christmas knitting patterns, after discovering Knit Christmas Stockings by chance in the local library knit section. They even have a pet one, a design for cats and a design for dogs. You know what the felonous felines will get next year, I don't think I'd get two done this year in time.

After the Devil Hat I think it's only fitting that I make a Pudding hat. I'll bring the pattern along on Tuesday if anybody wants to see it. Somewhere I have the Patons Christmas tea cosy patterns, my mother is desperate for the one that looks like a pudding.

And the link for the moment is this one for a Knitted Nativity Scene.

Until next time,
Suzi.
A bona fide red head and damn proud of it.

Christmas in August???????

When you talk of Christmas in Winter here in Australia most people associate it with the whole Christmas in July phenomenon.

But not at my work, they're having Christmas in Winter in August.

As being in charge of the display I had to do a Christmas theme, I had to fossick about and seek out what was left after last December. Not much.....Okay so provided nobody buys anything we should be safe. No people are buying things and we are stuck for anything to fill the gaps that keeps with the Christmas theme.
Who's idea was this? By December we'll no doubt have a wide choice of Christmas goods but now? ARRGHH!

This has marginally put a damper on my plans to make my Christmas Puddings this month, just marginally though. I figure if I get in early there's plenty of time to make more if my mother gets the whim to give them away again. And besides it won't be too hot this month to have boiling pots all day on the stove. The kitchen sure gets hot.

Also on the Christmas front I went to my local video store today and rented some Saturday Night Veiwing. Christmas with the Cranks and Bad Santa, the last one I'm very keen to see. As for the Cranks, well since I am the proud owner of A Diva's Christmas Carol and Santa with Muscles, it's bound to be good.

While viewing tonight I am hoping to get some more knitting done. I am pleased to report, my dear readers, that work has recommenced on the sock. The sock now has a partial foot. I am incredibly thrilled!

Until next time,
Suzi.
A bona fide red headed Scrooge and damn proud of it.

I've been tagged!

Thank you Sharon! Here we go...

TEN YEARS AGO
I was completing my final year of high school. Yeah! It was over - then I started college. Yuck!

FIVE YEARS AGO
Was the Millenium, and for once I was a grump on New Years Eve and didn't want to party. Following New Year's Eve I was? What was I doing five years ago? I think I may have been working or about to start working?

ONE YEAR AGO
I was still working part time, and I had also formed the Launceston Stitch N' Bitch. Now that is something I never would have seen myself do five years ago let alone two. But it's been an interesting journey, and I can't believe it's been this long or this successful! Excuse me while I wipe a tear....

YESTERDAY
I did housework, how completely awful, and on top of it I have had to try and transform my home into something from House & Garden for a rental inspection on Monday - consequentially I can't find my knitting. I had actually felt the need to finish my first sock.
In the end I just sat on the couch with the black and white furry lap warmer and watched Doctor Who. Very restful.

TODAY
I did more housework this morning, and will do some more tonight. Final vac and tidy up, only by now I've lost the will and can't be arsed. My usual method for dealing with sudden clean ups is to hide everything in a corner of my bedroom, fling a sheet over it and deal with it when I'm less pressed for time and/or the spirit moves me. Okay so after four years this tactic means that quite often I have to search from corner to the other along one wall. Untidy but manageable. At least I'm not making bombs or running a brothel out of the place.

TOMORROW
Is D-Day, so I am making plans now. Like make sure you are up and ready well before Officious Witch arrives so she dosen't have to stand on door step while you run away and finish getting dressed. I will try to keep a civil tongue in my head and will not glare at OW (alright so that was mildly satisfying because she ran away rather quickly) while trying not to tell her what I thought of her (OW attitude), her company (do you know how long it takes to get anything done - even a reply) and did she realise just what neighbourhood she was in? The only thing I'm missing is the five kids to half a dozen different fathers.
So when tommorrow comes, I will not stress, I will not mutter, I will smile, be polite and generally a nice human being.

Now I've had my rant and you all know I'm a non-bomb making lunatic, I'll tag some people.
I'm gonna go with Karen, Amanda and Cindy - because they are all far more sane than I am.

Random, not connected stuff.

I have a tag from Sharon which I will try to have up by tomorrow. It requires thought which requires use of my brain. Too much today.

I'm tempted to make this little bag - All That Glitters....

I love the name of this blog - Knitting for Boozehags

I don't know how I came across this, but it is so up my alley and makes a nice change from skull and cross bones don't you think?

And this one is simply because I love eating them M & M's! I highly recommend the Baking section.

Until next time,
Suzi.
A bona fide red head and damn proud of it.

15 seconds of Fame and Felonious Felines

Don't mix.

Do you think the precious angels showed the slightest interest that their under trod human subject was a radio star? No not at all.

But I enjoyed myself, and I think everyone did well. Looking forward to our birthday at the Monkey Bar now, the knitting with one hand technique could be interesting - I'll have to get Sharon to show me this.

And still with exciting news, I picked up my very own copy of Stitch N' Bitch Nation today from Fullers. Then some sock wool I'd ordered from eBay arrived. It's some Regia; I got a blue one and a purple one. I'll have to take pictures to show you all.

And I actually knitted yesterday; I worked on the Zhivago beanie. Slowly but surely. I wound up the blue/green/white skein of sari yarn and have got nearly all of it done bar a knot about the middle which I need to untangle (or possibly cut, it's reached that stage) so I can roll it into one (or two) balls and start knitting a scarf out of it. Of course if I could locate my 12mm needles it would be even better. I don't think my 10mm are in use maybe I could substitute? I tend to knit loose anyway so it should be fine, and the design is meant to be holey.

Until next time,
Suzi.
A bona fide red head with new knit goodies and damn pleased about it.

An Important Message For My Fellow Local SNB'ers!

VERY IMPORTANT NEWS!!!!!

Tomorrow, due to some scheduling problems with the venue that can not be named in conjunction with Stitch n' BITCH I have approached the ABC to see if the offer still stands of us going to them.

They seemed very enthusiastac about it, we would be more than welcome. However due to the fact that I need to get there from work we've moved the time, WE WILL NOW MEET AT 1PM.

I still like to see as many as possible there, I can't form a circle by myself. When I spoke to them on Thursday they we're very keen to get a picture of us all sitting in a circle knitting, so better come prepared with some WIP. I presume if there's a picture they obvioulsy want to talk to us about our knitting and the group, if so out of respect for our unnamebale prior venue can we try and keep them unnamed. Even if we don't meet-up there again, I still have to work with these people.

Does everybody know where to find our local ABC? They are at 45 Ann Street, next to the butchers up by St George's Square. If your involved with the scouts, you probably know the Harry Abbot Scout Hall is you'll be set as that fronts on to one side of ST George's Square.

Okay, hopefully this will find you all in time, those of you whose numbers I have I will try and call to make sure you've got the new details if I don't? Put it this way if you know how to get in touch by phone with one of our fellow SNB'ers a quick phone call might be in order to get the word around.
If anybody does arrive at the shop I'll re-direct them, provided they aren't too late. I can always leave instructions before I leave.

I look forward to seeing as many of you as possible tomorrow, at the ABC, 45 ANNE STREET, one side of St Georges Square, at 1PM!

Suzi.

What Kind of Rocker Am I?

You Are a Chick Rocker!

You're living proof that chicks can rock You're inspired by Joan Jett and the Donnas And when you rock, you rock hard (Plus, you get all the cute guy groupies you want!)

What Kind of Rocker Are You?

Oh My Goth!

I picked up the latest issue of the English magazine Simply Kitting today and once again am highly impressed with it's contents but once again a little less pages and pages of a how to guide, the same pages and pages in the last issue...it is a monthly mag after all - couldn't they alter it slightly?

What really caught my eye while I was flicking through was a letter titled Oh My Goth. A lady who was about to become a grandmother for the first time was starting to knit for a new grandchild, however her daughter and fiancee are Goths so the first sweater is red and will be followed by a purple one as she won't knit black for babies.

Awww what a shame! When looking through Stitch N' Bitch Nation I noticed a pattern entitled Baby's First Tattoo. It was a baby jacket with motifs knitted into it, the pictured jacket had blue birds but there were other graphs provided including a skull. How cool is that?

At least I think so, and you know I would so knit my baby something in black. With skulls on it.

Until next time,
Suzi.
A bona fide red head and damn proud of it.

Some of my UFO's

Here are some of my UFO's, I took a heap of photos the other day and forgot to upload them. Look for some FO's to come within the next week and tomorrow I hope to have a write up to go with my pictures of the Recycled Sari yarn.

This is a Drop Stitch Scarf in Caressa, I love the colour this is in. I've made the hat already. But that'll have to wait for anohter day.

This is my first atempt at a sock, I've finished doing the heel and just need to knit the foot.

A close up of my heel, how cool is that? I've knitted up to the heel of my first sock! Oh for anybody who wants to know it's Patons Patonyle. I'm not real thrilled about the yellow but you get that...

Most of you will remember the Alien Illusion Scarf, half a face and I'm done. Just have to buy more yarn.

And this is how long the Alien is.....

This is the UFO I'm trying to work on - the damned ribbed tea cosy that sends me round the twist! It'll be good when it's finished just the right amount of kitsch for my kitchen.