And like Calgary spring sprung with lovely weather, in fact I tried to talk the boss into a nap on a patio after our fancy lunch, but he didn’t go for it.  Something about “work”, “deadlines”, “get your butt back to the office and get on that conference call”.  And tomorrow more snow is due, with colder temperatures again.  Spring is dangled under our noses, and then snatched away cruelly.  About that fancy lunch, it was fancy, sushi!  Yum.  However when you are entertaining high level execs from major companies, you also need to be so careful what you say, how you present yourself, appear personable, smart, and an expert.  Definitely can’t spill sauce on your shirt, awkwardly drop your california roll from your slippery chop sticks, or mention that you were up for two hours in the middle of last night trying to get your daughter back to sleep, but who was having trouble because you couldn’t stop coughing.  Don’t do that.

Rustica Vest in ProgressThese days I’m working away on a few things, the big news is that Paulie is bound off, and I’m sewing in ends on all those stripes.  Should only take another 3-4 days!  Ouch.  My “pick-it up and work on it for a little bit here and there project”, is the Rustica vest pictured at left.  I’m curently working on the middle section, and then have the left front to do.  At that point I’ll be above the pocket slips and working up the body!  You don’t really need to look at the pattern very often so it is a good here and there project.  So if Fia ever plays solo without me, which she does every now and then I can pick it up.  Normally I can get 5 minutes in before she rushes over and insists I colour with her, or something else!

Happy First Day of Spring and Vernal Equionx tous le monde!


My New Rasta Obsession

March 18, 2013

RastaIt took me 3 months, but I finally got over to the local store that had a stock of every colour of Rasta, which I’ve been admiring from afar.  It took me a long, long time to settle on these two beauties, and I truly did want one of almost every colour.  These skeins are addictive, so pretty, such little yardage, and so quick to knit something useful.  I’ve got the Drop-Stitch Cowl and Wham Bam Thank-you Lamb cowl planned.  And about 10 other things…

It has gotten cold, snowy, and miserable here again.  Driving home tonight the snow was going sideways, visibility was low.  Yuck, yuck.  I really hate driving to work, it can ruin a lovely snowstorm to have to drive through dangerous conditions to get to where you need to be.  Spring is coming soon, in about 2-3 months that is.  I’m currently ignoring friends posting photos from Moab.  Mr. J has a new job, which means a trip to Moab is off the table AGAIN until the fall.  Three years of not going, I really miss that place.  I mean, I try and eat huevos rancheros with chile verde sauce at other places, but it is just not as good you know?  North of the border it is downright mediocre.  Poor spoiled me, I know!  Drive safe out there ya’ll, spring will be here in a couple of months.  Make a cowl, feel better.

Monkey SocksA whole year to make these babies, a simple pair of monkeys in 3 Irish Girls Kirsty Fingerling.  I turned one heel just north of Peace River in the back of a Suburban this summer with my boss and 2 other engineers from a certain Oil and Gas company in the front.  They couldn’t see what I was doing, but it was 3 hours from the airport to site and back – long way!  I turned the other heel at the conference in Yellowknife, I positioned myself behind the display so that people couldn’t really see me.  All that mattered was that I didn’t fall asleep whilst knitting, unlike my boss!  Nothing worse than falling asleep listening to a presentation on solid waste while many, many people are watching.  The goal is to make two more pairs of socks this year, so I intend to do a simple pair next, no pattern at all.

I’m Forty!

March 4, 2013

Birthday YarnIt is true, I’m officially in my forties!  I feel forty, I think I look forty, and I don’t mind being forty, it feels like it fits.  We celebrated by heading to the mountains this weekend, and enjoying good family time at a resort with a most awesome family pool complex.  Fia had so much fun playing in the toddler pool, the big pool, and the indoor/outdoor hot tub.  Mr. J arrived on Saturday just before lunch from his business trip, and Fia celebrated some more with a 3 hour nap.  Therefore I got to head over to Knit and Caboodle in Canmore and bought some Birthday Yarn!  It is Freia Ombre yarn in the Moab colourway.  It is so pretty I may never knit with it, just keep it like this forever to look at.  What a great store by the way, I can’t believe I never made an effort to find it before.  An excellent selection of yarn you want to see, with large stock of some very desireable brands, and some very pretty locally dyed items.  I was also impressed by the large selection of accessories, they had a lot of fun stuff.  I was sorely tempted by some Sweet Georgia yarn, but restrained to just one perfect skein.

I don’t remember what I did for my tenth birthday, or my twentieth other than I was in University at the time.  For my thirtieth I had wanted to go to Bali, but just went to New Hampshire instead to ski.  My current flame and I went skating during a massive snowstorm, by the end we were skating through a foot of snow, I remember it being so beautiful.  I thought for sure I would go to Bali for my fortieth.

Here I am, and I’m not in Bali.  The truth be told, I don’t really want to go to Bali right now, I’ve already been.  One day I’ll go back, but right now a trip to the mountains, and watching my little girl have so much fun was the best time I can think of.  I am truly the luckiest girl in the world, as everything I had wanted at thirty is now mine.  A family, a wonderful husband, a beautiful daughter, these were my hearts desires at thirty.  Back then this seemed like a possibily unobtainable dream, but one I dreamed anyhow.  Dreams should be dreamt, even when you don’t know if they will come true.

I wonder what I will be like at fifty or even sixty now.  I’ve been picturing myself working at sixty, and wondering what that will look like, and what I’ll be doing.  As a result I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about career paths, and where I would like to be, and how I should try and get there.  What are my dreams for myself when I’m fifty or sixty?  Seventy?  I have a better idea what I would like to do at seventy, when I will be retired for sure.  A man tried to get me to come work for him this summer and asked me what my career plan was, what I wanted to do.  I’m not quite sure, but starting to think about it is a good step, deciding where you want to be, and then figuring out how to get there.  I am also lucky in that I have a number of different paths I can take, which is a benefit of a good education and resume that I have behind me.

So Happy Birthday to me, the luckiest girl in the world!