I think I used up a whole bunch of my bad karma allotment on Wednesday.
It was the second day Bloglines decided to ignore me for at least 12 hours after I posted. Which is all well and good because I'm all zenlike and I just do this for my own health and sanity and not the attention, right? Right?
I lost my glasses. This lasted for about 15 minutes, but resulted in tears, because I was totally and completely helpless. Without my glasses, I can't find my glasses. Normally, I just call for help. Wednesday morning, I was alone in the house. I finally found them on the floor, where they had dropped from the mantle of the china cabinet. Thankfully I hadn't stepped on them.
I think I killed a spider by turning the A/C on. The air conditioner vents onto the deck and the chair with Arachne I's web on it was directly behind the AC. If I didn't kill her, I mightily pissed her off. It was hot enough out there to melt things, and it destroyed her web. Mea culpa.
I walked to the train. There was a problem, brakes, switches, I don't know. I had to walk another 5 long-ass blocks to the next stop. It was 9am, and it was over 80 degrees.
I went bra shopping. I don't want to talk about bras. I'm 37, I nursed for 3 full years, and I. am. not. going. to. talk. about. bras. Ugh. Is there anyone else out there who doesn't want FOAM under their shirt? Please? Tell me I'm not the only one.
I'm torn - I have nothing to show, progress wise. Does anyone want to see a picture of a bobbin full of wool/mohair? 2" of progress on a sock? Most likely, not. But I have nothing else to show.
PMS. Need I say more?
On a happy note, I can say that the weather has kinda sorta broken. It got up over 90 today, but the sticky mass of humidity was less massive and sticky and it was possible to both walk and breathe at the same time.
Cara has caved, in record time. I don't even know what happened there, its all a blur. If I were the betting type, I'd put money on Colleen being the next one to go down.
Norma is knitting lace. She needs to Spin On the Wheel, but other than that, we can all be pleased with her progress.
I got some bunny balls in the mail. They're a color that I'm not talking about on the blog for a little while. But I love them and they're making me happy.
Jon brought home a new window fan and a new air conditioner. All I think about anymore is air; moving it and cooling it. Otherwise the woolplay .... is torture.
My daughter is returning home from Peru tonight. Send good airline and customs thoughts, she should be arriving around 7:30 EST. I'm hoping that whatever bad luck was floating around in the family, I got all of it yesterday.
I'm hoping that sooner rather than later, I can return to knitting, wool, talking about knitting and wool and spinning, and regale everyone with wondrous tales of my daughter's adventures in South America. With the llamas and the alpacas.
I'm sorry that there are no pictures. Posting with no pictures is blogicide. But 2" on a sock isn't enough to even take the camera out for.
LOL - texty blog posts are fine :) One of my bets is on Cece falling soon...http://fiberfish.blogspot.com/
ack re all the bad kharma - those days suck.
Can't wait to hear about the bunny balls....
Posted by: sara | 21 July 2005 at 07:51 AM
I also got bunny crack in yesterdays mail...(and I know what color your ball are;-0) I spun last night on the first bunny balls Kim sent to me. Does that make you happy?
It's still 103 here. Hurricane Emily is bringing in humidity tomorrow. Would you believe we're thrilled?-NOT!
Posted by: margene | 21 July 2005 at 08:08 AM
Nope, foam in bras is not a good thing!
See you on Saturday! :)
Posted by: Helen | 21 July 2005 at 08:50 AM
It will all be better soon. There will be enough good karma to go around, that you can't HELP but feel soothed and smoothed and calm. Jagged edges will be history. (Hormones too, time is on our side.)
Posted by: Laurie | 21 July 2005 at 08:51 AM
I'm with you on the evilness of bra shopping. Doing it with PMS is probably bad on several counts unless you were specifcally short of bras that fit during that time. But Foam, yuck.
The humidity has broken up here. Still hot but actually nice. And it seems to cool down nicely overnight. window fans are the best thing ever.
Posted by: JoVE | 21 July 2005 at 08:52 AM
Blogicide? Is that a crime? Does there need to be an advocacy group to protect the rights of poor, helpless blogs?
Posted by: claudia | 21 July 2005 at 08:55 AM
I'm always happy to see sock pictures, Cassie. Especially if they're the nifty orange Trekking ones you had going. :-)
And I know precisely what you mean about FOAM. Where did all those bizarre molded foam bras come from? Rigid, unbreathable plasticky stuff, ugh! Spectacularly dumb idea.
Posted by: Beth S. | 21 July 2005 at 09:09 AM
Foam does not belong in bras. Cotton all the way, baby. Oh, and I'm sending positive thoughts to the travel gods for a safe return trip home for the daughter.
Posted by: Carole | 21 July 2005 at 09:25 AM
I'm with you all the way on the bra thing - mine are getting to the point where I can't avoid the evil shopping trip much longer and I'd really rather lick the carpet than go bra shopping. I nursed for four years consecutively (to the day!) and don't think that undergarment shops carry the proper gear for women who don't want bullet proof push up bras. I wish you luck.
Posted by: Jessica | 21 July 2005 at 09:28 AM
LOL. Hey - when I decide to do something, I decide! Sorry if I made your head spin. Still dreaming about it though - although now I'm thinking I may need a second mortgage on my house to pay for all this stuff.
Posted by: Cara | 21 July 2005 at 09:35 AM
Oh and good plane vibes - the weather should be nice and clear tonight - no awful delays! The airports have been a mess lately with the weather.
Posted by: Cara | 21 July 2005 at 09:36 AM
But Sweetie, you're wrong about the Bloglines thing. You were updated both days for me. If you want a really nice, cotton (and lycra, sorry, but it makes it so NICE) bra...without underwires, but it has extra support where the underwires would go, Jockey makes a really great one that is supportive enough for us non-huge-breasted types and flattering. I've got several. I got my first one when I needed a non-underwire bra for places I have to go (like correctional centers) where NO WIRES is a good thing. And I've kept buying them, so they must be good.
I don't think you killed the spider. She probably just moved on. She may have been pissed off, but then again, we might be anthropomorphizing a bit too much, which David says I tend to do.
Now I have to get to the cleaning and the weeding. I'm grumpy, too, but it's for different reasons.
Posted by: Norma | 21 July 2005 at 09:36 AM
Foam bras are actually pretty nifty, except for the way they *look*, of course - you kind of imagine that this is what Mrs. Gozilla (not Ms. Not with all those synthetics!). Sign me up for the lacy, satiny ones, though. In hot pink and midnight blue and purples.
But - dahling, you do NOT go bra shopping with PMS...
Posted by: Dena Shunra | 21 July 2005 at 09:37 AM
One must be constantly vigilent at times like this.
Posted by: Colleen | 21 July 2005 at 09:38 AM
A new air conditioner, better weather, a new spinner, bunny balls, and a daughter returning home... sounds like your luck is already improving. Just the thinking about the bunny crack improves my day. :)
Posted by: Jody | 21 July 2005 at 09:47 AM
Foam bras are just wrong. As a fellow former-nurser, I suggest you get yourself to the Upper West Side and hit the Town Shop. They really do make bra shopping a whole lot less painful than we all know it can be. Honestly. You tell them what you want (or don't) and they'll sort you right out. I won't go anywhere else.
Sorry about the crap day yesterday. Today is bound to be better. Fingers crossed that your daughter's re-entry to the States is a smooth one.
Posted by: regina | 21 July 2005 at 09:52 AM
I'm with you on the bra shopping -- ugh! Sending good karma your way.
Posted by: Kathy | 21 July 2005 at 10:24 AM
I actually like the underwire things, and yet bra shopping STILL gives me a big migraine, without fail. And for the past few years, shoe shopping has done the same, which is practically criminal, since I love shoes. I do not, however, wish to (a) wear replicas of my daughter's Mary Janes or (b) put someone's eye out with the lethally pointy toe of my shoe. There has to be a happy, sexy, stylish medium. Has to be. Right?
Air conditioning and bunny balls sound like a good remedy for the bra torture, though....good karma to you for your daughter's return, and hang in there. I'm guessing that eventually you got a bra, so you'll be hanging in there well-supported now ;-)
Posted by: Lee Ann | 21 July 2005 at 10:26 AM
I'm sorry spider, but a/c has to come first. I'm sure she just relocated.
I'm guessing you were taking up all the bad luck so that your daughter can have smooth sailing on her way home. What a wonderful, motherly thing to do!
Ahh, bunny crack. Have you seen Helen's page today. I am so on board. Could be a dangerous business.
And yeah, bloglines is bumming me out too.
Posted by: mamacate | 21 July 2005 at 11:09 AM
Where to buy bras that really fit. The Town Shop on Broadway near 82nd. Famous for never being wrong.
You go in, ask to see something in your size, they look you over. You go to a dressing room. They bring what will work. You don't choose, they solve.
I've never been but it is one of my life ambitions.
Posted by: Juno | 21 July 2005 at 11:47 AM
Congratulations on the new a/c and the daughter coming home. I'm sending good thoughts for airlines & customs-folks!
Posted by: Cordelia | 21 July 2005 at 01:02 PM
Bras should not have foam. I've tried them on. They are ridiculous! I need support, not protection or projection. Bra shopping is hell. Hell, I tell you! Never go when you've got pms! It makes it that much worse. And when it's hot?! No, no. Go when you're feeling good, and go somewhere where an intelligent, sensitive woman who's been there, done that, can help you out.
Posted by: Bethany | 21 July 2005 at 01:18 PM
I definitely don't miss the old "over 80 degrees at 9 am" thing. We didn't have AC, and would camp out under the ceiling fan, praying the house would get below 80 degrees overnight. It's hot here, but I can't complain, in comparison. Hope it breaks soon.
And bras? I am lucky to be extraordinarily flat chested and it's not even an issue. I never thought I'd say that, but I've seen what's out there and frankly, it's scary.
Posted by: Liz | 21 July 2005 at 01:20 PM
Oh poor you sounds like a a really awful day. I also hate bra shopping and normally dont wear some. Also I was nursing for a long time (19 month) and I hate hate hate all underwire, foam, push up stuff. A bra always makes me feel that something makes it hard to breath. But enough bra stuff now.
Here we have 13 °C and constantly rain, should I sent some over to you?
It feels lik autumn here.
I am pretty sure that your daughter will arrive save back in your arms.
Pat some nice yarn and make you a cold chocolate drink, that should help the pms a little.
My best wishes from here!
Posted by: Sibylle | 21 July 2005 at 02:21 PM
Did you get the Santa Fe? That's on my short list. Also Opalessence. Very pretty. C'Mon, you can show us the bunny balls.
Re: bras - This is a foam-free zone. In fact, my weekend dog-show wearing of the sports bra has started to ooze into the work week.
Posted by: Beth | 21 July 2005 at 05:00 PM