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Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Cheaters Post

Just a quick video I made yesterday. Still paining and spinning away. I promise, when it's all done I'll have a better post.
Until then...

Okay, off to do some paining. You all have a good night.

Friday, July 11, 2014

Latex and I

Latex paint that is. Firstly, I am so sorry I haven't made timid to get on the computer to blog nor keep up with other blogs. Life just gets carried away sometimes, and it seems blogging is the one that suffers when it does. I promise, I will try to be better about it.
So, here it is, a third through July and this is my first blog of the month. Where has my time been spent? Well, in two main pursuits this last two weeks when I haven't been at work, which my hours did increase this month due to others being out of town. Mainly though, I've been at home. Painting or spinning at home that is.
We finally dug into the job of repainting the interior. The good side is that last weekend we got the upstairs almost completely done. There is still the matter in the loom room of the green that just refuses to cover, but all the pink is gone! Yay, that makes me happy. I promise I will have before and after photos.
In fact, I was hoping to have more photos for you today but the little ELPH camera that I bought to replace the stolen ones, sucks. I truly hate saying that. I have always loved my canon cameras, but this one is possibly the worse camera ever to be in my hands. My phone takes better pictures. It refuses to focus on anything. I am now trying to find the box for it because I will be taking it back to Best Buy. I'm thoroughly done fighting with it.
As for spinning, it is the 2014 Tour de Fleece. We are on day 7 today. One whole week of spinning everyday down.
Some of you may remember what the Tour de Fleece (TdF) is from last year.
But every day the boys in France spin, we spin at home, just not using a bike.
I know, it sounds a bit hokey, but it's fun.
Well, for us spinners anyway.
So, now I've bored you with the spinning I've gotten done so far. You also saw a touch of our painting. I promise, we're going to have a before and after sequence here when I get down with the dining room and living room. In fact, I need to get off the computer and go do some more.
I am still loving it here. Who can't love a place where the sweet peas and morning glories grow wild in the ditch?
The flower photos are the few I got to turn out decently yesterday on our walk before Sullivans vet appointment for this ear infection.
None of the cool bug photos came out because the POS camera kept focusing on stems and distant objects no matter how I tried to zoom in, stand back, get close. AARRRRGGGGG!
As you can see here in the mulberry bush, this is what most of my photos came out looking.
Yep, kind of crappy. I do have a couple mulberry bushes on our property. I've been munching on them a bit.
Then there are the wild grape vines. None that provide grapes that I can tell. And plenty of wood vine too. This picture if you look close has wood vine, grape, and an ivy vine of some sort too.
I love how some of the plants seem like you're in a tropical zone.
I have no idea what these are, but are all along the trail we use daily. They just appear to me to belong someplace with no winter. The way they move into areas I'm sure they're a weed of some sort.
And I just thought this tree as I walked under it in Caledonia yesterday was neat looking.

Okay, I'm off to paint. Have a good day.

Wednesday, June 25, 2014

It's Just going to be one of those...

You know the type, they sneak up on you. It didn't help that sleeping just hasn't been working out so well for me, then I got home last night and noticed the side door to the garage was open. Stepped into the house, greeted the dogs, noticed the television wasn't on the TV stand and the Guy asked from upstairs if I just got home. That's when it hit. We had been broken into.
That's right. Again. This time by a true thieving bastard. And Emmitt was in the house.
As was Tucker.
And last but not least, Sullivan. Who in the hell breaks into a house with three dogs inside, and one of them is a full grown Great Dane? Obviously my guys are not stellar watch dogs. We have done so much work with them and they are so socialized I think they just keep their distance. However, if one of us were to be threatened directly, some shit would hit the fan...

As far stuff taken, it was easily pawned electronics. All five of our various cameras, and the television. That stuff is just stuff and can be replaced. They also took our firesafe with all of our identity type things as well. That, is a bit of a pisser. So we are in the process of of trying to get those replaced. Oh Joy. And that alone makes me eager to get my hands on who ever did this. They could have had the "stuff". Stuff is easy to come by. But my passport? Not cool. I know they took that little fire sentry safe assuming it's heavy, there is probably a gun and perhaps some cash. Nope. Just our important documents. If by any chance you read this, please bring those back. You can just leave it by the door.
And if by any chance who ever did do this, read this, Thank you for not letting our dogs our or doing anything to harm them.

Okay, enough with that because my blood is starting to boil again. Just a heads up, until I replace cameras and such, this blog is about to get a bit thin on photos. Sorry. These few I did take with the iPad.
While the evidence tech was inside taking pictures and dusting for prints, I snagged these of the garden and the dogs.
Okay Kim, stop reading here. Beware, snakes ahead.

The other night I snagged these photos with my phone.
We have a couple snakes living around the house, and one had caught themselves a frog.
I've seen the snakes retreating to these ornamental grasses a few times now, so I think they are using them as housing, which is just fine by me. Keep rodents down. This one is actually a small garter snake. There is a larger racer I've seen couple times now too. To be honest, I'm impressed with the quality of images my little iPhone takes at times.
This one doesn't count though, I was snapping it through the window screen in the rain storm. Any camera on auto focus would have fought it.

Okay, off to try to recover a birth certificate copy. You all have a good night. Oh, and to the Wyoming Fiber Skeinks, it was so good to chat with you all on Face Time for a few minutes today.

Have a good night.

Wednesday, June 18, 2014

Home Again

So, I'm being really bad right now because I'm being very impatient. You see, we've been having a rolling thunderstorm across the area for most of the day and every time I either try to get on the computer or walk the dogs, the lightening and thunder start back up. And I decided that I was done so here I am on the computer to post about the 2014 Mens Rocky Mountain Knitting Retreat. Wish me luck...
It started out a bit auspiciously, as I discovered as we were on our final approach to the Denver airport that I had screwed up the last several rows of my socks. Above you can see the sock that I tore back to fix before setting back up on the needle to knit it two at a time with the other one. I did this standing outside at the airport while waiting for my ride to show up... Yeah I won't point fingers but someone got their days mixed up. While I'm on the subject, those socks are done! I'm working on another pair now. Whew, almost done with this sock challenge. I am now working on September's socks. I actually need to put these down as to work on a Mystery Knit Along pattern for the shop.
As for the retreat, it was as wonderful as expected from prior attendance. Frank and Brady once again did a wonderful job. As you can tell here, we had a good time. As per my usual, I didn't take a lot of photos, because I always forget I have a camera. I was too busy to remember I had a camera.

Too busy doing what, one might ask? Well... What happens at Yarn Camp stays at Yarn Camp. But let's just say I have assured that a new generation of young gay men have properly been traumatized, to assure the continued psychic bruising of Homo erectus flamboyutis. Slowly the knowledge now aware of the proper sound affect for a queef, and what happens when one has such an even while using clitter is working it's way through the next generation in an ever increasing ripple starting somewhere in SE Idaho. All I really have to say about all that is, "...and that's how Tinkerbell really did it."
However, I did manage to take my camera on the hike Saturday morning. Yes, some members of the species Homo erectus flamboyutis like to hike. Just accept it as the truth. How do you think those ancient genes in neolithic times made it across the world? I'll tell you, even back then we had to search out shiny things to make ourselves look FABULOUS.

Okay, enough with the gay agenda stuff there... I wore myself out. Seriously, we did go on a hike. That first picture of the five man hiking crew is from left to right, Gene, Frank, Bob, Jonathan, and Matthew. Okay, it was really a Seven man team. I was taking the picture and Michael chose to take the lower around Lilly Lake Trail instead of the up a steep trail Estes Cone trail.
Then here, you can see, we lost one. Bob wimped out, but I am in this frame as some passing hikers were bribed into taking our photo.
And then we lost Jonathan for the last 0.7 miles. Admittedly, the last .07 mile gained somewhere near 1000 feet of elevation. But we made it.
Though the going kind of sucked in some places. Let's just say, moving back to sea level then returning to +8000 feet of elevation isn't all that cool at 35.
Frank and I were first ones up... That's because Frank was chasing some eye candy. Don't deny it Frank.
And I tried to do some selfies on the little pinnacle of rock while light headed. Not so successful, let me just say.
It was beautiful, and we beat the rain down. Because all that blue sky was hiding a storm moving in. We didn't get it bad up there but it sounded like a couple of lower elevations down slope from Rocky Mountain National Park got some weather out of it, and the area is still recovering from last years floods.
On the way up I snapped this photo. Then I got home and was wondering what the hell I was snapping photos of. But then I looked closer.
This was the only deer of this small herd I was able to catch on film. If you look close to the lower left of the large picture she's hiding in there. We saw several elk over the days too, but I never had a camera on me when we did. And I somehow never managed to pull out my camera and get shots of the hovering line of hummingbirds at the lodges feeders.
The retreat was as fun as ever. What isn't great about a bunch of guys getting together in the woods to play with yarn? Well, sunburn isn't all that fun, but I lucked out there too. Bob got the worse of that. How could seven of us go on a hike and not a one of us bring sun block? Really?

I truly hope I get to return next year. It is planned to coincide with the Estes Park Wool Festival which I never got to attend while living in the area. So fingers crossed I can make the money work out.
We went up to the Weaver's Attic in Estes one day and they had some really neat antique looms. This one is about 130 years old. Not a single nail or screw in it as it is able to be completely broken down with a wallet and block.
It is a counter balance loom and was donated to them by a family that moved into the area with it. I believe the family was from the Minnesota area and were of Scandinavian ancestry and this was used for making rugs.
This too was a hand made loom that was donated to them. It is obviously a newer loom, but still a wonderful piece of textile history. They are still using these looms to weave on.
I snapped this photo on the last morning before leaving for the airport to return home. Who doesn't love hot air balloons?

Anyway, I better stop risking it and get off the computer before it gets bad here again. I promise more will come later now that I've returned home. But I need to do laundry and get dinner going. Wiener shnitzel anyone?