Listening to: Sukima Switch (again)
I have nothing to write about at the moment...hopefully if I keep writing I'll latch onto a subject and just start rambling.
I finished my 'manhandlers'...think this in cameoflague and forest green. They're niiiice. They're also super super thick and heavy--I don't think I've ever seen anything quite so heavy. *needs to take pictures* They took me approximately three days total to finish, and I am now taking a long-needed break from knitting. If you listen carefully you can hear the little squeaky voices of my hands and knuckles cheering.
Tonight was the annual 'Christmas on the Square' that we have in our town on the first Thursday of every December. Basically it's a chance for people to walk around on the square, freeze their buns off, eat little snacky things (cookies, crackers, sweets, hot cider if you're lucky), and look around at the businesses. I had hand-warmers this year...it was SO nice, especially considering that it was about 20 degrees out with occasional snow flurries drifting down. And did I mention the wind? Biting, and very stiff. But other than that it was kinda fun. I was supposed to meet up with a friend of mine, but I couldn't get a hold of her (phone was off, I guess) and after walking around the square twice I went ahead and made my way home.
(Out of curiosity I opened up one of the hand-warmers when I got home--the mixture inside looked like gunpowder. I contemplated getting out a match but sanity returned in a moment and I thought the better of it.)
And now, for musing...occasionally I'll wonder if I'm really trying to push things, relationship-wise, with Mike. Nothing is really BLATANT, especially when we talk, but I always have this little nagging thought that brings to light the fact that I might be getting impatient, that the desire to be in a romantic relationship over-rides logical thought. For example: I have no real physical 'assets'--that is, I haven't finished college, I have two jobs but they're not enough by ANY means to support myself, I still live at home (mostly because the opportunity to leave home hasn't presented itself, but I digress), etc. On the other hand I can cook and clean (rather well, I might add), I'm not afraid of hard work, I have been told that I have a great personality (take that for what it's worth), etc...but do those outweight the fact that I'm still painfully young and very inexperienced at life in general? (And if someone says 'love conquers all' I have a nice heavy brick that I'd like to acquaint with your head.)
Sigh. Thinking about these sorts of things make me sad...and it doesn't help that I keep getting mistaken for a 15-year-old. *headdesk* I'M 18 PEOPLE!! I think I ought to at least LOOK it!! *fumes*
Okay. I'm back, and I'm better. SO, against that little niggling voice's advice, I'm going to see if Mike would like to come over for dinner tomorrow night. We're having fish. *omnomnom* Fried...pan-fried...in golden cornmeal...it's enough to make you cry. XD
(On a side note with the 'Mike Saga': I have had no fewer than three people ask me this week alone how 'things are going' with Mike. All I can say is 'fine' but inside I'm going 'AACK! How do they know? Why has Mom been talking?? How many people know? Am I the talk of the town or something? Have people been asking him (heaven forbid!) how 'things are going'? WHY DO I LIVE IN A SMALL TOWN?? *sobs*')
Today I fell asleep before going in to work...see, I had intended just to close my eyes for about 15 minutes. I bundled up in my sweater-coat and flopped onto my bed, and the next thing I knew the my phone was ringing in my ear and it was ten minutes before I had to be at work. The first three minutes of waking are very dim...I think I yelled at Mom (she was on the other end) when I answered the phone. *blush* Sorry, Mom! I don't even remember what I said, but I'm sorry!
Well, today has been a rather long day, but tomorrow is looking to be a little quieter so perhaps I can get some riding in. I'll have to bundle up. At the moment I'm wearing two shirts and a hoody...this is kinda sad. *shakes head* So, here's to tomorrow and that Mike will say 'yes' to dinner. Regardless of that niggling voice. *kicks voice*
Last side note: when I began, I had nothing to write about. Now, I have a sizeable entry. Isn't spontaniety fun? XD
I have nothing to write about at the moment...hopefully if I keep writing I'll latch onto a subject and just start rambling.
I finished my 'manhandlers'...think this in cameoflague and forest green. They're niiiice. They're also super super thick and heavy--I don't think I've ever seen anything quite so heavy. *needs to take pictures* They took me approximately three days total to finish, and I am now taking a long-needed break from knitting. If you listen carefully you can hear the little squeaky voices of my hands and knuckles cheering.
Tonight was the annual 'Christmas on the Square' that we have in our town on the first Thursday of every December. Basically it's a chance for people to walk around on the square, freeze their buns off, eat little snacky things (cookies, crackers, sweets, hot cider if you're lucky), and look around at the businesses. I had hand-warmers this year...it was SO nice, especially considering that it was about 20 degrees out with occasional snow flurries drifting down. And did I mention the wind? Biting, and very stiff. But other than that it was kinda fun. I was supposed to meet up with a friend of mine, but I couldn't get a hold of her (phone was off, I guess) and after walking around the square twice I went ahead and made my way home.
(Out of curiosity I opened up one of the hand-warmers when I got home--the mixture inside looked like gunpowder. I contemplated getting out a match but sanity returned in a moment and I thought the better of it.)
And now, for musing...occasionally I'll wonder if I'm really trying to push things, relationship-wise, with Mike. Nothing is really BLATANT, especially when we talk, but I always have this little nagging thought that brings to light the fact that I might be getting impatient, that the desire to be in a romantic relationship over-rides logical thought. For example: I have no real physical 'assets'--that is, I haven't finished college, I have two jobs but they're not enough by ANY means to support myself, I still live at home (mostly because the opportunity to leave home hasn't presented itself, but I digress), etc. On the other hand I can cook and clean (rather well, I might add), I'm not afraid of hard work, I have been told that I have a great personality (take that for what it's worth), etc...but do those outweight the fact that I'm still painfully young and very inexperienced at life in general? (And if someone says 'love conquers all' I have a nice heavy brick that I'd like to acquaint with your head.)
Sigh. Thinking about these sorts of things make me sad...and it doesn't help that I keep getting mistaken for a 15-year-old. *headdesk* I'M 18 PEOPLE!! I think I ought to at least LOOK it!! *fumes*
Okay. I'm back, and I'm better. SO, against that little niggling voice's advice, I'm going to see if Mike would like to come over for dinner tomorrow night. We're having fish. *omnomnom* Fried...pan-fried...in golden cornmeal...it's enough to make you cry. XD
(On a side note with the 'Mike Saga': I have had no fewer than three people ask me this week alone how 'things are going' with Mike. All I can say is 'fine' but inside I'm going 'AACK! How do they know? Why has Mom been talking?? How many people know? Am I the talk of the town or something? Have people been asking him (heaven forbid!) how 'things are going'? WHY DO I LIVE IN A SMALL TOWN?? *sobs*')
Today I fell asleep before going in to work...see, I had intended just to close my eyes for about 15 minutes. I bundled up in my sweater-coat and flopped onto my bed, and the next thing I knew the my phone was ringing in my ear and it was ten minutes before I had to be at work. The first three minutes of waking are very dim...I think I yelled at Mom (she was on the other end) when I answered the phone. *blush* Sorry, Mom! I don't even remember what I said, but I'm sorry!
Well, today has been a rather long day, but tomorrow is looking to be a little quieter so perhaps I can get some riding in. I'll have to bundle up. At the moment I'm wearing two shirts and a hoody...this is kinda sad. *shakes head* So, here's to tomorrow and that Mike will say 'yes' to dinner. Regardless of that niggling voice. *kicks voice*
Last side note: when I began, I had nothing to write about. Now, I have a sizeable entry. Isn't spontaniety fun? XD
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