Things to remember when you bring your pointy sticks to work

Ok, so I have hit a slight snag at work on working on my current project, I forgot to bring my knitting "medical" kit with me to work. What do I mean by medical kit

1) Crochet hook, to pick up those damn droped stitches
2) Measuring tape, pretty self explaintory
3) Darning needle for those loose ends
4) Hand lotion, cause some fibers dry out my hands

Out of that all I have here at work tonight is hand lotion, and I just dropped a stitch down half a dozen rows. (Insert fave curse word here)

Maybe I should make my work project from now on a crochet one instead...

Carol

Aka Crocheted Monkey

Another year almost done

So it's Christmas 2007 and what have I learned this year

• too much hand lotion is not a good thing, (k maybe that's just an observation from what just happened, I grabbed too much)
• ex's are ex's for a reason, and should stay that way
• taking a job just for convience is not a good thing, as well as taking a job just to please others
• no matter what, blood runs thicker then water
• life is expensive, so better save up while you can

Ok, so it's not like it's profound things I found out this year, but no matter how small the discovery it changed my life to some degree.

Merry CHRISTmas and a Happy New Year

Crocheted Monkey

Facebook Song

I thought this was a good one. So I decided to post it here. (Plus it proves I'm still alive this month, lol)

Crocheted Monkey

Aka Carol

I remember

Today is Remembrance day, a day to remember all the soldiers that served in times of conflict and in peace.

I am proud to say that all of my grandparents served in the Second World War. I am also proud that I am part of a generation that is still lucky enough to know veterans of the Second World War (if not the First) on a first hand basis. The scale of war that my grandparents generation experienced will never be experienced again. Not because as a whole we have learned our lesson, but because of the advancement of weaponry. Now if someone really wanted a war could be decided in a matter of minutes, one nuke sent, one in return, if anyone survives they win.

I am grateful to any man or woman that enlisted. Thanks to you we all have freedom to be ourselves without persecution. But we still have a long way to go. Not just in other countries to promote equality and justice for all, but in our country too. Within ourselves we need to stop and find out what our individual prejudices are that stop us from treating everyone with the same respect and dignity. I'm not saying that everyone is a bad person because of that, but we all could be better.

So I leave you today with probably the most famous poem from WWI, "In Flanders Fields" by John McCrae

In Flanders fields the poppies blow

Between the crosses, row on row

That mark our place; and in the sky

The larks, still bravely singing, fly

Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the Dead. Short days ago

We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,

Loved and were loved, and now we lie

In Flanders fields.

Take up our quarrel with the foe:

To you from failing hands we throw

The torch; be yours to hold it high.

If ye break faith with us who die

We shall not sleep, though poppies grow

In Flanders fields.

I can't think of a header

So it's Friday night, and boy what a life I have. I went to Wal-Mart to pick up some more supplies for my mom's sweater then sat here and did some emails. Wow, what a party girl!

Oh yeah, I revoke what I said eariler about hating Scott.

Hi Ho It's October

Wow, I managed to update two months in a row. So I'm curretnly unemployed and knitting way too much (or not enough depending on how you view it.)





To the left is one of the sleves for the sweater that I'm making for myself. It's the Mariah sweater on http://www.knitty.com/



It's an interesting sweater to make since I've never made a cabled sweater before. So far I've knitted 3/4 of the sweater then discovered that my guage was way off, so I frogged it and started all over again



On the right is a close up of the back of the sweater that I'm making for my mom for Christmas. My brother, Dave, bought the yarn and I'm making it, so it's from both of us. Granted I'm the one who went shopping for the yarn, but with his money.

Oh yeah, today Shaw came and hooked up internet, cable and phone, so if you want to get ahold of me, it's really easy now. Email me if you want my number and I know you.

Happy September

First things first, today is my Dad and Step-Mom's 10Th wedding anniversary! Happy Anniversary Dad and Betty!!!!!!! I guess us kids were wrong when we said it would never make it to 10 years, go for 50!

Next...

So I decided I want to move back to Calgary. Now some of may be thinking, you just moved out to New Westminster last December, and now you want to move back. It's a decision I made for me, cause I'm not happy out here. And another thing, I am not moving back because of Scott, he is part of my past, but there is no future there.

Why do men like playing games? I mean isn't suposed to be the girls that dangle the string infront of men face then yank it away. Not that I try and do that, but if you say your going to pick me up from work, pick me up.

Facebook

Okay so I'll admit that I'm addicated to Facebook.

It's shut down for a few minutes so it can upgrade, what am I going to do in the meantime?

French just for fun

Maintenant je n'ai pas l'impression d'être un tel grand idoit. J'ai fixé le côté de mon blog. Aucune chose plus supplémentaire sur les liens. Il m'a pris un an et demi pour le fixer, mais il est fait. Ainsi sur le côté spirital de choses je crois que je le fais trouver en ce moment que cela doit être un chrétien moderne. Je posterai mes pensées quand j'ai le temps, (et souvenez-vous de les imprimer de mon ordinateur à la maison). Sur le front d'artisanat, j'ai à la traversée de beaucoup d'idée par ma tête en ce moment pour faire eux tous. Chanter joyeusement

Just for fun. Which blog post was this?

Being stressed out not good for work

All I have to remember that home stress is home stress and work stress is work stress.

Back in the saddle again

Yep, I'm employed again. No more working hard at finding a job, now just working hard at working. The company's name is WeeStep Shoes
So on Monday I start what will be my first real job outside the traditional retail sector. I'll still be selling, but there is a lot more to this job. And the selling would be at high volume since WeeStep's is a manufacture not a store front. (Although on the website you can buy the shoes.)

So I'm jumping for joy, maybe this is the start of something good.

Carol
aka Crocheted Monkey

Please pray for my family...

Yesterday I phone my Dad back because he had left a message on my cell. I ended up talking to my step-mom first and it turns out that she has breast cancer. It looks good acording to the doctors, so I'll keep my hopes up. But a little prayer never hurt either.

Carol
aka Crocheted Monkey

Look I fixed it!

Now I don't feel like such a big idoit. I fixed the side of my blog. No more extra dot's on the links. It took me a year and a half to fix it, but it's done.

So on the spirital side of things I think I've got it figured out at the moment what it is to be a modern Christian. I will post my thoughts when I have time, (and remember to print them off my computer at home).

On the craft front, I've got to many idea's going through my head right now to do them all.

Carol

Hey

So right now I'm taking some time to think about my life again. I have a question for all of you people who read this blog who are Christian; What does being a modern Christian mean to you? I'm taking some time to think about what it real means to me. I know I don't generally get into serious descussions on this site, but I trying to figure somethings out in my life right now. Even those who are Christian I'd love to hear about whatever your view on your choice of reglion (or lack there of) is. Email me your answers crocheted_monkey@hotmail.com or leave them as comments. If you don't want your comment posted just let me know in it. I approve all comments before I post them.

Carol aka Crocheted Monkey

I still exist...

But I've moved again. Now I'm enjoying the wet, but beautiful weather of Vancouver, BC. I left Alberta about a month ago, and so far I think I've found what I was looking for here in BC. I might have a management position at a company at the Metrotown mall.

I'm good, I'm alive, and I offically hate Scott MacArthur. (For those of you who don't know he's my ex-boyfriend.)

On the crochet front I haven't done much. I just don't have time right now. And no, the crocheted monkey is still not done.

Carol