K,
You already know that I am remarkably happy about James. Ecstatically. However, I must tell you, I feel as if my head is about to explode from the pressure inside it.
I'm going to go pop some more pills.
Amy
Sunday, October 28, 2007
Friday, October 26, 2007
relief
A,
My mantra for the day was, it will be alright. . . and it was. It is. James passed. I will not even attempt to express how relieved I feel.
I also wanted to say that while I was waiting for this phone call I was sitting outside reading my lab manual, and I noticed this guy who was skateboarding, trying to jump down a few concrete steps and ultimately falling each time and hitting the grass in a full-body roll. I realized that I have new-found respect for him. He was willing to fall in front of people.
I had another realization. I saw a girl wearing super-man pajama pants and realized it was the first time this year I had seen anyone wearing pajama pants. It made me think of Justin. The first time I saw anyone wearing such articles of clothes in public when I was in a T-ball club as a young child. For one of our practices it would be decided that we should all come in our pajamas. I'm not sure this act was motivated by a desire to drive us to greater heights of T-ball perfection. We weren't so competitive in those days. I like people who wear pajama pants in public.
K
My mantra for the day was, it will be alright. . . and it was. It is. James passed. I will not even attempt to express how relieved I feel.
I also wanted to say that while I was waiting for this phone call I was sitting outside reading my lab manual, and I noticed this guy who was skateboarding, trying to jump down a few concrete steps and ultimately falling each time and hitting the grass in a full-body roll. I realized that I have new-found respect for him. He was willing to fall in front of people.
I had another realization. I saw a girl wearing super-man pajama pants and realized it was the first time this year I had seen anyone wearing pajama pants. It made me think of Justin. The first time I saw anyone wearing such articles of clothes in public when I was in a T-ball club as a young child. For one of our practices it would be decided that we should all come in our pajamas. I'm not sure this act was motivated by a desire to drive us to greater heights of T-ball perfection. We weren't so competitive in those days. I like people who wear pajama pants in public.
K
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
hats hats hats
A,
Oh! So many new techniques! I looked at your links and was so intrigued. I'd done the three-needle bind-off, but I've never even done a short-row before, let alone on a sweater or some fancy Japanese version. One of these days I need to work on some technique. As in, not a project per se, but a dabbling of different techniques that I've never looked into. There are so many things I want to try. You must show me pictures when you can of your sweater and how this is working out.
I finished two baby hats this weekend; a pumpkin one and a more muted hat with a modified basket stitch. No pictures, since there was that difficulty with the alarms being set on Monday morning and so the baby hats were whisked away before I could take a picture of them. One of James' coworkers had a baby this weekend, a little girl. I've been promised pictures of the child in the hats, so maybe we can get that up here someday.
Another hat project is in the works, this one is going so well. It's even and lovely and simple but pleasing to knit during class or grading reports. It's really not anything exciting to report yet, just some ribbing. It's a project for James. I was realizing today how much joy there was in knitting. I'm even branching out and have three projects in the works at one time. Such a change for me. And then I was thinking, did I even knit anything last year? I can honestly only think of one project that I worked on the entire year. That can't be right, can it? Can it really? That's utterly depressing. I don't really even understand why knitting is so satisfying. It seems to be so repetitive, and yet, it never fails to entertain. It's even absorbing just to watch other people knit.
I had my students fill out index cards with information about themselves at the beginning of the semester. I found these cards a couple of days ago and was going through them. One of the questions I asked them was what are you interested in doing with your education--what major or career goal might you have. Over half of my students want to be doctors. I found this incredibly fascinating. That is a hugely high percentage of students that are interested in this profession. Now, I know that first semester general chemistry lab is not representative of the future success in all the sciences. But still. Knowing what I know now from you and your experience of not only getting into medical school, but thrashing around with it once you are in, I cannot imagine that many of my students will make it. I feel like they need to be warned. Although, perhaps if they are freshmen this is just a whimsical goal. Perhaps there should never be anyone to tell them that they can't do something.
I don't know, really, but it made me all the more prouder for you, because you have made it so far and you have so much to be proud of. Alright, so you're aiming for 'average' right now. But your new peers are in the stratosphere, so the word average doesn't hold much weight anymore.
I have tests to study for tonight, so I should get on top of that. Strangely, the urge to "succeed" is slipping from me, and I'm starting to care less and less about my classes. Hmmm, maybe I should work on that motivational thing.
James' test = Friday. I'll let you know.
K
Oh! So many new techniques! I looked at your links and was so intrigued. I'd done the three-needle bind-off, but I've never even done a short-row before, let alone on a sweater or some fancy Japanese version. One of these days I need to work on some technique. As in, not a project per se, but a dabbling of different techniques that I've never looked into. There are so many things I want to try. You must show me pictures when you can of your sweater and how this is working out.
I finished two baby hats this weekend; a pumpkin one and a more muted hat with a modified basket stitch. No pictures, since there was that difficulty with the alarms being set on Monday morning and so the baby hats were whisked away before I could take a picture of them. One of James' coworkers had a baby this weekend, a little girl. I've been promised pictures of the child in the hats, so maybe we can get that up here someday.
Another hat project is in the works, this one is going so well. It's even and lovely and simple but pleasing to knit during class or grading reports. It's really not anything exciting to report yet, just some ribbing. It's a project for James. I was realizing today how much joy there was in knitting. I'm even branching out and have three projects in the works at one time. Such a change for me. And then I was thinking, did I even knit anything last year? I can honestly only think of one project that I worked on the entire year. That can't be right, can it? Can it really? That's utterly depressing. I don't really even understand why knitting is so satisfying. It seems to be so repetitive, and yet, it never fails to entertain. It's even absorbing just to watch other people knit.
I had my students fill out index cards with information about themselves at the beginning of the semester. I found these cards a couple of days ago and was going through them. One of the questions I asked them was what are you interested in doing with your education--what major or career goal might you have. Over half of my students want to be doctors. I found this incredibly fascinating. That is a hugely high percentage of students that are interested in this profession. Now, I know that first semester general chemistry lab is not representative of the future success in all the sciences. But still. Knowing what I know now from you and your experience of not only getting into medical school, but thrashing around with it once you are in, I cannot imagine that many of my students will make it. I feel like they need to be warned. Although, perhaps if they are freshmen this is just a whimsical goal. Perhaps there should never be anyone to tell them that they can't do something.
I don't know, really, but it made me all the more prouder for you, because you have made it so far and you have so much to be proud of. Alright, so you're aiming for 'average' right now. But your new peers are in the stratosphere, so the word average doesn't hold much weight anymore.
I have tests to study for tonight, so I should get on top of that. Strangely, the urge to "succeed" is slipping from me, and I'm starting to care less and less about my classes. Hmmm, maybe I should work on that motivational thing.
James' test = Friday. I'll let you know.
K
Friday, October 19, 2007
This is called, Karen almost lost James his job
A,
Entrelac looks crazy. It reminds me of something an insane person would wear. Someone who teases their hair like Helena Bonham Carter. I don't know anything about her, I'm not implying that she's insane, but the look fits. I also imagine the wearer of those gloves wearing a giant skirt with plenty of layers so that it poofs out. Wait a minute. I know who I am imagining wearing those gloves. It's so obvious. A vogue knitting model. We still need to declare a day in which we, too, will dress as vogue knitting models in our wildest and craziest of knitting attire.
Okay, I started this blog on Friday, but then we talked about things, and so I just erased some stuff that would seem redundant.
But here is my relief that I must share now and then finish the post later. James had this test today (not the one on Friday that we're fearing, but some other one). But still, if he didn't pass, he could lose his job. Nothing to worry about, really, though. He practically had the test and its answers to study from. Only, I set alarm mistakenly for 4:30 PM instead of AM. Woke up at six. And oh, I've been spending the whole morning worried that I cost him his job. But no! James is still employed!! At least until Friday. More updates on that to come.
K
Entrelac looks crazy. It reminds me of something an insane person would wear. Someone who teases their hair like Helena Bonham Carter. I don't know anything about her, I'm not implying that she's insane, but the look fits. I also imagine the wearer of those gloves wearing a giant skirt with plenty of layers so that it poofs out. Wait a minute. I know who I am imagining wearing those gloves. It's so obvious. A vogue knitting model. We still need to declare a day in which we, too, will dress as vogue knitting models in our wildest and craziest of knitting attire.
Okay, I started this blog on Friday, but then we talked about things, and so I just erased some stuff that would seem redundant.
But here is my relief that I must share now and then finish the post later. James had this test today (not the one on Friday that we're fearing, but some other one). But still, if he didn't pass, he could lose his job. Nothing to worry about, really, though. He practically had the test and its answers to study from. Only, I set alarm mistakenly for 4:30 PM instead of AM. Woke up at six. And oh, I've been spending the whole morning worried that I cost him his job. But no! James is still employed!! At least until Friday. More updates on that to come.
K
Rasputin
K,
I thought your days might need a pick-me-up. I know you love this song, and I sincerely enjoy the costumes and dancing. Ra ra rah!
In other news, while studying last night I fell asleep with all the lights on and didn't wake up until my roommate called me from the bus. She was worried that I wasn't awake. She was right. I quick threw on clothes and hopped in my car and drove and barely made it in time to the test. If she wouldn't have called, I wouldn't have made it, and likely failed the class, since that test is half our entire grade. This also means I would have to take off an entire year of school just to retake that class, but still pay full tuition. I am so in her debt right now it's not even funny.
Also, I've only had a cup of coffee for edibles/drinkables this entire morning, so my entire body is quivering in overcaffeination combined with hypoglycemia. I'm going to go eat some sugar. Straight up.
I love ya. I really do.
A
I thought your days might need a pick-me-up. I know you love this song, and I sincerely enjoy the costumes and dancing. Ra ra rah!
In other news, while studying last night I fell asleep with all the lights on and didn't wake up until my roommate called me from the bus. She was worried that I wasn't awake. She was right. I quick threw on clothes and hopped in my car and drove and barely made it in time to the test. If she wouldn't have called, I wouldn't have made it, and likely failed the class, since that test is half our entire grade. This also means I would have to take off an entire year of school just to retake that class, but still pay full tuition. I am so in her debt right now it's not even funny.
Also, I've only had a cup of coffee for edibles/drinkables this entire morning, so my entire body is quivering in overcaffeination combined with hypoglycemia. I'm going to go eat some sugar. Straight up.
I love ya. I really do.
A
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Just in case
K,
It seems that some peoples were concerned with my post a couple days ago, which may have been slightly dark and depressing for a knitting blog. That is too bad. It is my life. What more shall I do?
Yay for gloves! Entrelac is fun in the...very, very dark, dreary, and confusing lecture halls.
And the gray mystery is nearing completion!
Just in case anyone else is curious, Shostakovich wrote his 8th String Quartet the year after the 1st Cello Concerto which Karen alludes to in her comments. At 1:56 in the 2nd link, you hear a theme directly out of the very top of the first movement of the Cello concerto. That one is also great fun.
I had a good day. Other that my first biochemistry class, when I didn't have any coffee yet. Then I crumbled and grumbled, and finally found some coffee. Then the day was far better until this evening, when I realized I have not studied this material for genetics to the level at which it needs to be known. So, to that effect, I make my graceful exit.
A
It seems that some peoples were concerned with my post a couple days ago, which may have been slightly dark and depressing for a knitting blog. That is too bad. It is my life. What more shall I do?
Yay for gloves! Entrelac is fun in the...very, very dark, dreary, and confusing lecture halls.
And the gray mystery is nearing completion!
Just in case anyone else is curious, Shostakovich wrote his 8th String Quartet the year after the 1st Cello Concerto which Karen alludes to in her comments. At 1:56 in the 2nd link, you hear a theme directly out of the very top of the first movement of the Cello concerto. That one is also great fun.
I had a good day. Other that my first biochemistry class, when I didn't have any coffee yet. Then I crumbled and grumbled, and finally found some coffee. Then the day was far better until this evening, when I realized I have not studied this material for genetics to the level at which it needs to be known. So, to that effect, I make my graceful exit.
A
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