Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rage at close of day.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightening they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn to late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze light meteors and be gay,
Rage rage against the dying of the light.

And you my father there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

- Dylan Thomas
1914-1953

Now if that doesn't bring a tear to your eye then you have no Welsh blood in you!! *G*

How many of us remember memorizing poetry when we went to school? Somethings shouldn't be changed. Memorizing expands the mind and allows us to recall beautiful words at the oddest moments. Even though I got it wrong, the gem was still there....sigh

One sleep to NaNo!

Well, this is it. One more sleep and the Nanowritmo starts. I think I have about 50 words in my head right now and once I get them into the computer I am going to be totally in a panic. This is really going to be writing off the cuff. Then I am terrified I might loose everything and then it would have been for nothing. Oh wail, moan and gnash of teeth!What a suck I can be.
I am soooooooo glad I have the day off today. I am pooped. I am not bouncing back from my surgery like I expected. It calls to mind my mother making statements like, " I am getting to old for this..etc." No, I can't be there yet. My brain is umm maybe 30 tops.
I will not "go quietly into this good night". Now, who said that? Hmmm, maybe Shakespeare, I am going to have to look that up.
Today I have to run (?duh) over to Wallymart and pick up some candy for the little ones. I was in there the other day and the lineup was horrendous. I was about to go and look for candy when a line opened up and I jumped in. I was in there buying a set of sheets. Oh joy oh rapture, these sheets are mico fibre fleece. Move over flannelette you have been replaced. They are so soft and fuffy but light. I heard about them while visiting with my mother on Saturday so I went to check them out. Wal Mart has the set with the fleecy pillowcases and Zellers has the set with cotton pillowcases and a satin binding on the sheets. I figured the satin only gets ratty anyway so I went with the fleece in total.....midnight blue... very nice. I slept so well last night. My feet never got cold!
I feel the urge to buy some yarn. I am going to conquere this addiction!! *G* I just have to remind myself that I have 52 hours coming on this 2 week paycheque and that should sober me up. Ah well this too shall pass. If I am doing Nano I won't have anytime to knit. I still have eyelash yarn I can knit into more mobius scarves. I am getting so tired of knitting that stuff. I will be glad when it is gone. Ok I guess this is it for today. I am going to open a file in word and get it all ready for tomorrow. I still have to figure out how to get a word counter on here.

A visit with Mommy

Yesterday I went to visit my 81 yr old mother. Everytime I walk into that house I expect to see my father at the kitchen table reading a book. Sigh, somethings in life we just never get over. He died in 1994 and I miss him everyday. The house is so quiet with him gone.
I had taken some quilting fabric, I am downsizing, for the I.O.D.E. sale. For the uneducated *G*
that would be the Imperial Order Daughters of the Empire. For those of us who went to school in Canada you may remember literary awards being given out at your school. Well, the IODE were the ladies that provided those awards and bursaries. My mother is still active in that group and with osteoporosis and rhumatoid arthritis she still manages to be an active member.
I took her car out for a drive and we went to a little restaurant along Lake Erie for lunch. It was good to see her it has been months since I have felt up to going anywhere.
The clocks went back last night and I was glad of the extra hour's rest. That visit tired me right out.
I had better get a move on I have to pick up a part timer to work with me this morning.

Snow, rain, sleet, clouds!

What a dull shitty crappy day. I needed to see some colour.
This is Knitting in the Andes and I scanned it from an advert in my knitting magazine. I just want to run out and buy some Manos del Uraguay wool...drool slurp.
Oh big sigh, can't buy any yarn until next month. In the meantime I am knitting out of my stash.
I am exhausted. This working full time is the pits. I am still tired from my "experience" and I am not up to 100% yet.
I have accomplished more in the last 2 full days at work than anybody else there and yet I don't get paid the big bucks. Ain't life the pits. One of these days I am going to tackle her about my salary!
Today she called me twice to ask me questions on what to do with certain things about the store..well duh... It's your store not mine. Been there done that! and learned a big lesson!!!!
Geeze. I should be charging a consultant fee. She is big on having consultants on a retainer. Me me me next...lololol.
I am going to put my feet up and snuggle with my dear man!

First full day at work

I worked myself up to it and today put in a full day. That gives me a whopping 16.5 hours for this week. ouch I can feel the payday pain.
It is a good thing the trip has been cancelled to the Creative Sewing and Needlework Festival I would have spent money I shouldn't have. Oh well, I will stay home and be good. I actually have a project I want to try so it looks like it's me and the dining room table tomorrow. Carl has to drive for a wedding so while he is gone I will put a chick flick on the TV and see what masterpiece I can come up with. Failing that I can always have a nap. *grin*
In an effort to be a little more orgnized I have cleaned out my closet. Everything is now hung in groups, ie: jackets with jackets, pants with pants etc. When I stepped back to look at what had survived the "purge" I discovered that I am left with black and red some navy and a little pink. Hmmmm I think I need to brighten up my wardrobe. Of course now that I am broke I will have to wait or get to knitting up some of the yarn in my stash. I have yarn for a white cardigan, black pullover and a black jacket. Hmmmm. Not much incentive there. Speaking of which I finally..drum roll.. finished the yellow throw. Now I just have to block it out and I can curl up on my loveseat with it this winter. Tomorrow I have to go get my nails done it has been over 3 weeks. yikes, maybe I will stop off at my fave yarn store...dum de dum dum...daaaa.
Dominos is cooking supper tonight. Thin crispy crust..oh joy.. I haven't had pizza since before that terrible gall bladder attack in June. Ok I guess that's it for now. The poor puppy is starving.

Officially Bored

I am officially bored. I must be better. Tomorrow I am going back to work for at least a couple of hours. Yesterday I found a new hairdresser. This is the fourth one since I moved to London. There is nothing worse than trying to find a hairdresser who can give a decent haircut. I needed a change so I said cut it and colour it!! Poor Carl didn't know what to think when I came in the door. It is good for me and him too..lolol.. I must change my avatar too.
Sandy sent me the yellow yarn so today I want to get that throw finished. The old Neiman Marcus Cookie story is going around the net again. My son sent it to me so I thought what the heck? I will try it out this afternoon. Iris will be so happy to see me back to work I will take her some cookies too. For anyone who is interested go to www.snopes.com to learn about the urban legends that circulate. Click on "food" and you can read all about the cookie story. It started as a cake and has been going around for years and years.
The batteries are dying in my mouse I had better finish this now and buy some batteries today. It is most frustrating.

Done In

Decided this morning to put on real clothes, jeans and a sweater, and go out in the car. I went to deposit my g.s.t. cheque and picked up a few things at the grocery store. It was freezing cold out there. sheesh. Now I am totally done in, exhausted. I am going to crash this afternoon and probably fall asleep while I am watching a movie. The fresh air felt good and I enjoyed getting out of the house even for a little while. Maybe I will do the same tomorrow. There is no way I am ready to go back to work yet. I have no stamina. I feel good enough to be bored but weak enough to lay in bed. Carl has gone on a 12 hour run so I won't see him until late tonight.
Chloe went with me she loves to ride in the front seat. She is not going to like it when I go back to work. Poor puppy.

Almost Human

Here I am a week later and I feel almost human. No stamina to speak of but at least I feel better.
Now, onto the interesting stuff. I have an idea for my NaNo project and a title. It is a beginning. I was surfing for information on an unrelated subject when I came across a gem of an idea. Isn't that the way it goes? I decided to write in a historical fiction genre. All this because I found a picture of an articulated ivory doll that was discovered in the ruins of Pompeii. Here everyone thought Barbie was an original idea. Hah. I am going to print out a copy of the picture and use it to guide me while I write.
This past week I have been reclining and knitting up a storm. I have finished up some old linering projecys as weel. Oh, about the border pattern, well as no one reads this ..lolol.. I finally sat down and unknit about 30 rows and wrote down everystich before I finally got the hang of the pattern. Then I re wrote the rows in reverse and voila I have my pattern. It seems to me I did this once before. Sandy says she is sure I did. What can I say..shrug of the shoulders. This time I wrote it out in a notebook. Now here is the hysterical part. I am going to run out of yarn about 5 patterns from the end. No panic, sos call to Sandy, who has a part used ball of the same yarn. She is mailing it up to me and finally I will have it finished! That has been hanging around for at least 3-4 years. I started that back when I had the store and it has been closed for 2 years, 5 months, and 13 days but who is counting?
I have had a couple of emails from the ladies at the store. Everyone misses me. That feels good.
I do not know if I am going to work next week. I am going to have to take this day by day.
Time to go rest.

Recovery

It's over! I just need rest. Carl is wonderful he is so gentle and has helped me so much in the past 3 days. I have to go lay down again.
Getting better every day!

Today is the day!

Today has finally arrived. I admit I am nervous. I am just putting in time while I wait for the clock to move. It is 7:30 and I have to be at the hospital for 9am.
Just to add to frustration I have lost all my bookmarks in my firefox browser. The computer gods do not like me. Ernie sent me instructions which both Carl and I followed to the letter. Nada... nothing ...zip...grrrr.
Ah nuts.

Okay, Okay

I know, I no sooner start to complain I can't get something on here and "pouff" it appears . There must be a delay. Next time I will log out and then log in before I start to complain.
I am in the "throes of a dilemma," I have searched for a pattern for a knitted edging and I can not find it. The urgency is compounded by the fact that I am three quarters away around a lace knitted throw and now can't finish it. Last night I even went so far as to unknit a portion, writing down every stitch, in the hope I could decipher the pattern. Didn't work. Pout. I am posting a picture of the work in progress. No one reads this other than my daughter and me but I thought ,"Hey, if there is a chance?" Maybe the knitting faeries will send someone to read this. I found one similar but not close enough. In true Elizabeth Zimmerman style I am knitting it to the body of the work as I go along. We are having a dandy of a thunderstorm ( read the Shih Tzu is terrified), Mother Nature is beautiful in her fury.
I am on the countdown for peppermint tea bags. Question is how much of this stuff will I drink after my surgery? Yesterday, while enjoying my girlfriend's company, I quaffed back a couple of mugs of ginger tea. MM very nice, I think I shall pick some up today.
Today I am going on a rescue mission. My granddaughter has lost her "Pokemon" cards. This is a crisis and she is stressing, not a good thing, so Grami will help out by sending her a package in the mail. I have to pick up some black perle cotton as well.
I had to write that down right now or it would leak out of my brain the next time I went to remember something. Here is a semantic question. I didn't write it down. Did I type it? This is not a typewriter. Ah, I guess I keyboarded it. Sounds awkward, doesn't it? I ramble on and on...

Is it just me??

I have more problems trying to post pictures or icons, sheesh. When I look at the template I can't find stuff that is there. I thought I would place the Writer's Icon on the sidebar. Well, it is not working,mmmmm??

Last Swim of the season?

Today I am going to see my girlfriend and maybe if the weather clears up we will get in a last swim of the season. She said Ernie turned the pool on last night so the steam should be rolling off the top like a spa by the time I get there.
We were off to the Festival on the weekend. It was a beautiful day and we enjoyed the parade and the wine tastings. I ended up with another gall bladder attack by the evening, damn. I had taken my pills "just in case" and sure enough I had to take them. Several times. I couldn't keep them down long enough to work. I finalyy knocked myself out with the pain pills. What a disappointment to my much anticipated weekend.
I will be glad to get my surgery on Friday. I just hope they can still do the easy proceedure. I feel like crap right now.
I am participating in a "bead swap". It should be fun. I send my bags to Inuvik, NT and Tracy will send me back 3 bags from someone else. We should do that with yarn but the postage would probably be too steep.
I hear this morning that the government is increasing the old age pension about the cost of a Timmies. Sheesh ..bastards. They waste millions. Harper spent hundreds of thousands of dollars for a photo op with George Bush.Talk about a waste of skin.
Carl is being my "disc jockey" this morning. While I sit here typing he is playing wonderful old stuff on his computer. I love my life.
Talk to you later.