06 February 2009

Belated Updates

I meant to post something at the end of January, but that was a no-go. Apparently.
So, here we go:
I totally fell down on writing everyday, but I have concluded that it was the fault of Smith's no longer carrying the 3-pound bags of pretzels that I usually buy and then munch on while writing. In order to write, I need to snack; I need to snack a lot, which is why I need a three-pound bag of pretzels ... the wimpy little one-pound bags are completely useless.
So, I'm going to try looking harder (in other stores, etc.) for three-pound bags of pretzels, or a reasonable facsimile thereof, so that I can get back to writing.
And hopefully, if I can start writing again everyday, I'll go back to violining everyday ... I practice the violin everyday that I write. I don't know why.
I DID take pictures nearly every day last month, so that was exciting.
I also learned some fancy knitting: I can now do ribbing, stockinette stitching, and cables! (way cool!) After my bout of baby-knitting is done, I am going to tackle Celtic knotwork ... I'll maybe make some armwarmers, or something easy like that, with some Celtic knotwork all over it.

On something other than the projects front, I went on three dates in January: two first dates and one second date: the first-and-second dates were with the boy mentioned in my last post (who, by the way, Britta, is not the same boy that I told you about before ... ).
But, the other first-date: I went on a second date with him recently, and I think it went well. We'll see how it goes. At the very least, I know for a fact that he has not had any recent break-ups, so there's that.

The major thing that has happened so far in February was my Imbolc ritual: it was very major, and I think directly responsible for the fact that I have no brain right now. My friends/teachers told me that whenever they do major workings like that, and lose their brains, it's because the brain has gone to the Underworld (the subconscious) and is rearranging things there, and when it comes back, it will come back different in some way. (I hope I am saying this in a way that makes sense ... )
Actually, though, the fact that I'm posting alone means that my brain is probably starting to come back. So, hopefully in a few days I'll have 100% brain capacity again ...

And finally, I am getting guinea pigs soon. As soon as my mom figures out a good time to affect the transfer. I'm getting a cage, because my mom bought my sister an easier-to-clean cage (because she's ten), so I get the old cage, which is cool. So all I have to do is buy the water bottle and food dishes and the little stuff. And the renewable stuff (bedding, food, etc.) can mostly be found at Smith's, which is useful for me.

But anyway, I have to head out, pick up my paycheck, and go grocery-and-guinea-pig shopping! Yay!
Love you all!


  1. Okay Rowan, since you know how to do fancy knitting now, you HAVE TO HAVE TO HAVE TO come over and show me how!!! I can't follow patterns because of my math disability, but if I watch someone else, I can learn that way. Want to help me out? LOL.

    Around my home I have tons of yarn, crochet hooks, and I think knitting needles are in my old car... in Kearns. But I want to learn how to do some intricate work. I can only knit/purl right now.

  2. 1) Make whatever you want! You are so creative anything you make would be a work of art, so if you get the yarn, go to town!
    2) The wood chips for the animals is in Kearns in his grandpa's basement, and if you want it, let us know and we'll bring it to our house for you to take. Regarding the cages, however, Tony wants to hold on to them. Also, they are the plastic kind with tube attachments and stuff, and definitely wouldn't accommodate a guinea pig. If you want the chips, we can bring it home on Sunday night after family dinner.
    3) I hope your spirit comes back soon. I know how hard it is trying to function without one. It's very similar when a woman is pregnant. It's like... hard to explain. But hard to think, hard to remember, and all I want to do is sleep all the time. Haha.
    4) If you want to get together anytime (I'm home and bored constantly... it's so sad!) or even just someone to text to, my cell number is eight-oh-one four-one-four seventy-six eighty.


  3. Oooh, I want to see the Celtic knotwork when you start doing that! And sigh, I wish I'd actually done a little more for Imbolc. I've feeling distinctly out of it with my paganness of late, and I'm not sure why.


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