<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4539889286083542270</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:06:32.132-08:00</updated><category term='liesl'/><category term='funny cat story'/><category term='1001 days'/><category term='ornaments'/><category term='knitting'/><category term='jobs'/><category term='first post'/><category term='amish'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='tattoo'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='strep'/><category term='goals'/><category term='sick'/><category term='fever'/><category term='wahwah'/><category term='fall'/><category term='beginning'/><category term='work'/><category term='whine'/><category term='101 things'/><title type='text'>Knit One, Pass Two Margaritas</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitonepasstwomargaritas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4539889286083542270/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitonepasstwomargaritas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shainna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00840643836562917404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ptfDcf0N3qk/SQZ-8pQbTaI/AAAAAAAAABY/gJ2-s8an7lI/S220/margairtame.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4539889286083542270.post-3933040932107407895</id><published>2010-01-08T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T20:44:10.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Clearly, I don't write in this thing much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is because I either keep my rambling thoughts to myself or just share them with my friends directly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And honestly, I don't remember to read these things much either.  Sorry friends. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is pretty good, in general.  I'm still waiting to come across the right job for me.  I'm building wonderful relationships with my co-workers, though, every day while I'm waiting (I have met some amazing friends).  I'm mega grateful to be employed.  I have everything that I need in life and most of the things that I want (within reason), so I feel like I don't have much room to complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan and I spent last week/weekend re-organizing our house.  It was exhausting.  I felt like I got no rest, and like I have been lazy and dragging ass all week because of it, but it was worth it.  We have more room in both of the bedrooms and the living room now, and I think our spaces look more "grown up."  We got some new furniture pieces (lamps with shelves, TV stand, recliner, DVD holder, desk) that spiffed the place up.  Our next goal is a new couch.  Honestly, nothing is wrong with ours...  But I think my parents first got it when I was like 5.  Two decades with a couch is a long time.  I made out with boys in high school on that couch...  Haha.  Plus, selecting and buying our own furniture makes us feel more "grown up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is great!  I only wish we had more time together.  Bryan is busy with school a lot, so some days, I get lonely.  I am truly happy with him, though, and the life that we are building together.  I believe there are exciting things in store for us, especially in the next few years when we start thinking about a family, and I can't wait to see how things will go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking at my 101 things list and realizing that I need to get moving on it!  I am thinking the next thing I will tackle will be quilting.  Yes.  I am a grandma, between the knitting and now wanting to learn quilting.  I don't know what it is.  I don't know what draws me to these crafts.  A connection to the past, to something women have been doing for centuries?  To my grandmother, whom I hardly knew, but share a love of these crafts with?  Who knows, but it's clearly part of who I am for some reason. :)  I'm going to call up/visit Jo Ann's tomorrow and talk to them about classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the knitting front, I am working on some thrummed mittens.  If you're bored and curious, &lt;a href="http://www.helloyarn.com/wp/?p=425"&gt;here's&lt;/a&gt; an explanation you can read of what they are.  I am also working on a baby hat for my cousin Brandi's baby.  It's going to have little bear ears. :)  Mom and I are throwing her a shower at the end of the month, which I am very excited about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I may go pass out now.  I wish I could un-condition my body on the weekends!  I don't want to go to sleep at 11:30 and wake up at 7! :(  Happy weekend, folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4539889286083542270-3933040932107407895?l=knitonepasstwomargaritas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitonepasstwomargaritas.blogspot.com/feeds/3933040932107407895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4539889286083542270&amp;postID=3933040932107407895' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4539889286083542270/posts/default/3933040932107407895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4539889286083542270/posts/default/3933040932107407895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitonepasstwomargaritas.blogspot.com/2010/01/clearly-i-dont-write-in-this-thing-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Shainna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00840643836562917404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ptfDcf0N3qk/SQZ-8pQbTaI/AAAAAAAAABY/gJ2-s8an7lI/S220/margairtame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4539889286083542270.post-4816289239035622418</id><published>2009-04-11T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T18:10:20.636-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tattoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='101 things'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny cat story'/><title type='text'>I am alive!</title><content type='html'>So, I have not written in almost 3 months!  Still working at the daycare.  Still trucking and looking for something else.  Also going to OSU this week to talk to them about the Master's in Education.  I thought that, in the long run, it would make more sense than getting a temp license because 1) I would still have to backtrack and take a bunch of classes and 2) Bryan won't necessarily get a job that allows us to stay in Ohio, and a couple of random classes that happened to equal a license aren't going to mean as much in another state.  So, we'll see what OSU has to see about my transcripts, and go from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been able to knock a few things off of my 101 things list since November when I wrote it!  They are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Buy some Play-doh to play with when I am sad/bored/stressed&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; (That one was pretty easy, but fun!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;42. Visit&lt;a href="http://www.cosi.org/"&gt; COSI &lt;/a&gt;for the first time since my childhood &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Did that with my in-laws.  It is still awesome, but definitely kid-centered.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Buy an outfit that is unlike anything I would ever consider wearing and wear it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Did this with Kassy and Ashley...  I bought a dress and leggings, and wore them togeter.  Would have never done that if they hadn't told me do.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Donate an article of clothing to Goodwill each time I bring a new clothing item home &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(I've got a nice big bag waiting to go, and I think I am donating more than I've bought.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Teach someone to do something that I can do (knit, crochet, whatever) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(I taught Andrea the basics of knitting.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Try to find a food dish that I like that incorporates mushrooms, my archnemesis "vegetable" &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(The Japanese hibachi-style restaurant did some amazing things with the ugly little critters!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Send Christmas cards with the cats on them &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Lola was on our Christmas card this year!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and, finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;60. Get a tattoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did that one today!  I went with Jennifer and Andrea to Danny's Ancient Art in Kanawha City.  I tried to go last night, but they were booked up for the night.  I was a lot less nervous today (maybe daylight and the lack of t-storms made it less scary).  When I was sitting there waiting, I felt like I was waiting to be launched on The Dragster at Cedar Point, lol.  It hurt, of course.  It's a needle.  But, it wasn't like I thought it would be, and it only took 15 minutes.  It felt like a cat digging its claw through me at first, then kind of felt more like a stinging.  It's on my left shoulderblade, and I'm very happy with it.  It's a cat, and my mom drew it for me, so that's special because her art is on my body.  It's kind of cartoonish because that is what I wanted.  The star is for my cat, Starlight, who was there for me through all of my teen years (and still is there for me at the age of 13).  The yarn is for my love of knitting.  Here it is!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptfDcf0N3qk/SeE-nqr6piI/AAAAAAAAAFE/eaUDo-nE6ds/s1600-h/my+tat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptfDcf0N3qk/SeE-nqr6piI/AAAAAAAAAFE/eaUDo-nE6ds/s320/my+tat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323605085722945058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my goals in progress:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Buy a bicycle and ride it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Fortunately, I didn't have to buy it.  My parents gave us theirs.  But, now I have to ride it when the weather stays nice.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Grow an herb garden (and keep it alive!) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Starting this one when the weather is a little more consistent)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have been pretty good, in general.  Bryan and I are doing well.  I am loving that spring is coming to visit.  Knitting-wise, I am working on a "willy warmer" for a wedding present for Caleb.  He has been good friends with Bryan for years.  He and my friend since 7th grade, Mary Ellen, will be married at the end of next month, and we are in their wedding..  It is awesome.  It is blue and gold striped for WVU, and it glows in the dark. :)  After that, I'm probably moving on to baby stuff, because there are new babies coming to both sides of the family! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a happy Easter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4539889286083542270-4816289239035622418?l=knitonepasstwomargaritas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitonepasstwomargaritas.blogspot.com/feeds/4816289239035622418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4539889286083542270&amp;postID=4816289239035622418' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4539889286083542270/posts/default/4816289239035622418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4539889286083542270/posts/default/4816289239035622418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitonepasstwomargaritas.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-alive.html' title='I am alive!'/><author><name>Shainna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00840643836562917404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ptfDcf0N3qk/SQZ-8pQbTaI/AAAAAAAAABY/gJ2-s8an7lI/S220/margairtame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ptfDcf0N3qk/SeE-nqr6piI/AAAAAAAAAFE/eaUDo-nE6ds/s72-c/my+tat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4539889286083542270.post-2102553055712657000</id><published>2009-01-21T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T20:25:21.534-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haven't written in a while...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://barelyaware.blogspot.com/"&gt;Andrea &lt;/a&gt;and I have decided that we should start a photography/wedding planning business. The discussion started out as a joke because we were talking about how much photographers can make (if they are good). But hell, I'm willing to do the research and see if it's feasible. Neither of us wants to be stuck in a cubicle for the rest of our lives, and we are creative people. We know a photographer. We are writers, theoretically, so we could write announcements and programs. I sure as hell know about planning a wedding. Perhaps planning other people's weddings wouldn't put me on Xanax like planning my own did. Ah well, if nothing else, it's fun to dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a rough week at work.  We are doing transitions, which means I am losing three babies to the toddlers because they are growing up.  I am also getting a new baby.  We send them to their new rooms for a few hours each day this week, and the back and forth is getting exhausting.  Also, I'm not sure if I can have kids, because I am actually devastated that I am losing one of my kids, my little heart, Bradshaw.  I started out unable to stand him (I called him Rosemary's Baby because he beat me in the head with toys), but it turns out that he was just testing me, and now we are best buds.  Today, his sheet said that he had fun in toddlers playing with trucks, and I wanted to cry because he likes his new room and big boy toys, and my room doesn't even&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; have&lt;/span&gt; trucks. :(  I know it is silly, but it is so sad to see them grow up.  I don't know how I would handle it if they were my actual kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the knitting front, I haven't done much.  I have a bad habit of getting frustrated with a project and throwing it down.  I did that after the cuff of my second Very Cabley Mitten:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3265/3159351677_5d347d10bc.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 248px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3265/3159351677_5d347d10bc.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get over it and pick it back up, finish it, and start something else to get my mojo back.  Maybe I'll try tomorrow during Grey's.  Last week, I did make a really cute baby hat for my co-worker's soon-to-be born baby:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3358/3186989144_54acd63af1.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 234px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3358/3186989144_54acd63af1.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that is all for now.  I will leave you with cute pictures of my babies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ptfDcf0N3qk/SXf0ZoxX4YI/AAAAAAAAAEs/xKsNjzzfb08/s1600-h/IMG_2543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ptfDcf0N3qk/SXf0ZoxX4YI/AAAAAAAAAEs/xKsNjzzfb08/s320/IMG_2543.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293968608275718530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb loves art time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ptfDcf0N3qk/SXf083liXoI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_4QTSi-aT3I/s1600-h/IMG_2674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ptfDcf0N3qk/SXf083liXoI/AAAAAAAAAE0/_4QTSi-aT3I/s320/IMG_2674.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293969213548027522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my Bradshaw and little Eleni. Who knows?  Maybe Andrea and I can plan their wedding someday. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4539889286083542270-2102553055712657000?l=knitonepasstwomargaritas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitonepasstwomargaritas.blogspot.com/feeds/2102553055712657000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4539889286083542270&amp;postID=2102553055712657000' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4539889286083542270/posts/default/2102553055712657000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4539889286083542270/posts/default/2102553055712657000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitonepasstwomargaritas.blogspot.com/2009/01/havent-written-in-while.html' title='Haven&apos;t written in a while...'/><author><name>Shainna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00840643836562917404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ptfDcf0N3qk/SQZ-8pQbTaI/AAAAAAAAABY/gJ2-s8an7lI/S220/margairtame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ptfDcf0N3qk/SXf0ZoxX4YI/AAAAAAAAAEs/xKsNjzzfb08/s72-c/IMG_2543.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4539889286083542270.post-1961072233789899883</id><published>2008-12-24T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T11:30:41.048-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I  do this yearly, so it seems like I should do it now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1) Where did you begin 2008?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think after doing our usual "OMG, what are we going to do for NYE?" for about 3 hours with Bryan and his brother and Kassy, Bryan and I ended up in my basement.  As usual.  LOL. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2) What was your status on Valentine's Day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Engaged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3) Were you in school (anytime this year)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yup, finished grad school!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4) How did you earn your money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The WVU College of Engineering and Mineral Resources, Tutor.com, The Griffith Foundation, and Kindercare.  I'm getting a lot of tax forms this year, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5) Did you have to go to the hospital?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nope.  Shazzam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6) Did you have any encounters with the police?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got a speeding ticket in Pt. Pleasant on the way to King's Island.  Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7) Where did you go on vacation?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Dominican Republic, Cedar Point, King's Island&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8) What did you purchase that was over $1000?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We bought a 60 inch HDTV and a laptop on our Best Buy card that we get to pay off for 3 years. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9) Did you know anybody who got married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10) Did you know anybody who passed away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Unfortunately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12) Did you move anywhere?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yup, to good old O-H-I-O!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13 Got lost?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I live in Columbus.  I am regularly lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14) What concerts/shows did you go to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Trans-siberian Orchestra.  Awesome rawk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15) Were you registered to vote?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yup, and I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16) Who did you want to win Big Brother?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That's still on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17) Where do you live now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Worthington or Columbus, OH, depending on whom you ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18) Describe your birthday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was in Punta Cana! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19) What's one thing you thought you'd never do but did in 2008?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ummm, rode the Dragster at Cedar Point!  Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20) What has been your favorite moment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Marrying Bryan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;21) What's something you learned about yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have no clue what I want to do with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;22) Any new additions to your family?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got a whole host of in-laws!  And 3 kitties!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23.) What was your worst month?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Probably April because of the end of school/wedding stress all coming to a head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;24.) What music will you remember 2008 by?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have no idea.  Maybe the songs from my wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25) Who has been your best drinking buddy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Andrea and Jenny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;26) Made new friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yup!  I hope to make even more in Columbus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;27) New best friend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm blessed with great friends. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;28) Favorite Night out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My Bachelorette Party. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;29) What sporting events did you attend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I am sad that I didn't get to attend any WVU games. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30) What was your best month?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;31) Overall, how would you rate this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got married, and I am so happy with my husband.  I wish that I could find a job more suited to my education, but the job market sucks.  Someday, I know one will come along.  I love my family and my friends.  I got through graduate school.  Overall, it was a great year. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;32) Other than home, where did you spend most of your time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;33) Change your hairstyle?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Same style, a little shorter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;34) Have any car accidents?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not that I recall.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;35) How old did you turn this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;36) Did you get sick this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I work in a daycare.  I spend half my paycheck in urgent care and antibiotics. :P  Fortunately, nothing too serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;37) Been snowboarding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No, but I would like to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;38) Are you happy to see 2008 go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No, it was a great year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;39) Been naughty or nice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Both. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4539889286083542270-1961072233789899883?l=knitonepasstwomargaritas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitonepasstwomargaritas.blogspot.com/feeds/1961072233789899883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4539889286083542270&amp;postID=1961072233789899883' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4539889286083542270/posts/default/1961072233789899883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4539889286083542270/posts/default/1961072233789899883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitonepasstwomargaritas.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-do-this-yearly-so-it-seems-like-i.html' title='I  do this yearly, so it seems like I should do it now.'/><author><name>Shainna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00840643836562917404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ptfDcf0N3qk/SQZ-8pQbTaI/AAAAAAAAABY/gJ2-s8an7lI/S220/margairtame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4539889286083542270.post-6739742053062993549</id><published>2008-12-07T11:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T12:19:21.655-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>A Lazy Sunday</title><content type='html'>Bryan and I had intended to go to COSI today because they are having a free open house.  Sadly, we are missing it because 1) I have a cold plus laryngitis 2) the roads of Columbus are questionable right now due to the snow we got yesterday (apparently, our city does not own a snowplow, nor do the surburbs...and our townhouse community definitely doesn't) and 3) Bryan should be working on his stuff for finals week, anyway.  So, here I sit on the couch with the cat (Lola), watching &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Talladega Nights&lt;/span&gt;.  Exciting.  Ah well.  COSI isn't going anywhere (though it won't be free again til next year).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is going okay, except for the kids making me sick every day.  I actually have my own classroom now.  The Infant B (12-18 month old) teacher decided to get another job, so I have that room.  They're my favorite kids, so that's exciting, but now I work 7:30-5:30 4 days this week and 1:30-5:30 one day.  Blah!  I'm still looking for other jobs because as much as I love my babies, I'm not getting paid squat, and obviously, I would like to use the 6 years I spent in school toward something relevant...  But in the meantime, I will enjoy having my favorite kids.  They're just so amazing to watch.  They're at the age where they're starting to develop their own little personalities.  One week, they're refusing to walk because they're too lazy, and a couple of weeks later after Goldfish cracker bribery, they're toddling around everywhere.  It's a very cool thing to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holiday season is upon us, and we're all decorated and ready to go for our "First Christmas" which is really our 5th.  Bryan made fun of me the other day and asked if I was afraid Santa would pass me over if we weren't all decked out (down to my Christmas pajamas).  I'm a little sad that this is the first year we will only be home for a few days (Christmas Eve through that Sunday) but it's nice to start our own holiday traditions.  Little things like our tree having blue lights instead of my parents' colored ones.  A star on top of the tree instead of an angel.  It helps make the season ours.  We'll probably make gingerbread and sugar cookies next weekend.  I'm kind of sad that I won't be home to make the German cookies (Springerle and Pfeffernusse) with my parents for the first year ever, though honestly, that tradition was more special when it belonged to me and my grandfather (not that I don't love mom and dad dearly).  Our shopping is about 95% done, so this is good (though the credit card bills aren't).  We're going to see Transiberian Orchestra on December 20, and I am super excited about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the knitting front, I am almost finished with the first sock of dad's Christmas socks.  Ever since I learned to knit socks, he has been bugging me for a pair.  I thought he was screwing with me for the longest time, but then I learned that his mom used to knit him wool socks...  So, that's what he's getting as part of his Christmas present. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also made an ornament for our tree with some leftover purple Dream in Color that just won't die:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ptfDcf0N3qk/STwvMVdGlHI/AAAAAAAAAEE/D-dbip1SIpI/s1600-h/IMG_2416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ptfDcf0N3qk/STwvMVdGlHI/AAAAAAAAAEE/D-dbip1SIpI/s320/IMG_2416.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277144752335524978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that everyone is enjoying the holiday season so far!  I leave you with a picture of my dumbass cat hanging out in the Christmas tree:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ptfDcf0N3qk/STwuvJiCmLI/AAAAAAAAAD8/cShhjSRymSo/s1600-h/IMG_2380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ptfDcf0N3qk/STwuvJiCmLI/AAAAAAAAAD8/cShhjSRymSo/s320/IMG_2380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277144250918803634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4539889286083542270-6739742053062993549?l=knitonepasstwomargaritas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitonepasstwomargaritas.blogspot.com/feeds/6739742053062993549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4539889286083542270&amp;postID=6739742053062993549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4539889286083542270/posts/default/6739742053062993549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4539889286083542270/posts/default/6739742053062993549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitonepasstwomargaritas.blogspot.com/2008/12/lazy-sunday.html' title='A Lazy Sunday'/><author><name>Shainna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00840643836562917404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ptfDcf0N3qk/SQZ-8pQbTaI/AAAAAAAAABY/gJ2-s8an7lI/S220/margairtame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ptfDcf0N3qk/STwvMVdGlHI/AAAAAAAAAEE/D-dbip1SIpI/s72-c/IMG_2416.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4539889286083542270.post-97504485875877813</id><published>2008-11-16T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T14:05:24.087-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strep'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny cat story'/><title type='text'>Still truckin'...</title><content type='html'>Well, my fever is gone, but I still generally feel like crap.  I just feel completely wiped out.  I might have to miss another day of work, which would suck since I don't get paid if I'm not there...  But as Andrea pointed out, it would be worse to force myself back too soon, relapse, and end up in worse shape (and possibly have to take more time off).  If I still worked in an office, going in would be no problem...  But chasing screaming kids?  That's hard to fake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually had more energy yesterday than today, and I got to go see Role Models.  Good movie.  Go see it.  I also made it to O'Charley's for a bowl of potato soup that I couldn't taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I will share a funny story to keep my blog from being so "wah, wah, I don't feel good."  Some of you have heard it, but it's funny anyway.  This happened last weekend.  For my bachelorette party some months back, couple of my readers bought me this sex toy.  It is a combination whip/feather tickler.  I had it hiding under our bed.  My parents came up, and we all spent the day in the Amish Country (a couple of hours away).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we returned and started bringing our bags of goodies in, I noticed that one of the rotten cats (I KNOW IT WAS YOU, LOLA) had dragged said toy downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the middle of the dining room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where both of my parents saw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was like something out of a bad sitcom.  Fortunately, my parents are pretty cool, but that still isn't something I would want them to see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remind me again why I feed the little bitch??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4539889286083542270-97504485875877813?l=knitonepasstwomargaritas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitonepasstwomargaritas.blogspot.com/feeds/97504485875877813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4539889286083542270&amp;postID=97504485875877813' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4539889286083542270/posts/default/97504485875877813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4539889286083542270/posts/default/97504485875877813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitonepasstwomargaritas.blogspot.com/2008/11/still-truckin.html' title='Still truckin&apos;...'/><author><name>Shainna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00840643836562917404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ptfDcf0N3qk/SQZ-8pQbTaI/AAAAAAAAABY/gJ2-s8an7lI/S220/margairtame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4539889286083542270.post-1199477830484616231</id><published>2008-11-14T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T17:37:01.384-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And I have strep throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn Gremlins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently trying to keep my temp below 102. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4539889286083542270-1199477830484616231?l=knitonepasstwomargaritas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitonepasstwomargaritas.blogspot.com/feeds/1199477830484616231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4539889286083542270&amp;postID=1199477830484616231' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4539889286083542270/posts/default/1199477830484616231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4539889286083542270/posts/default/1199477830484616231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitonepasstwomargaritas.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-i-have-strep-throat.html' title=''/><author><name>Shainna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00840643836562917404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ptfDcf0N3qk/SQZ-8pQbTaI/AAAAAAAAABY/gJ2-s8an7lI/S220/margairtame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4539889286083542270.post-4893146909681941067</id><published>2008-11-13T17:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:29:36.491-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wahwah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>The one where I get bitch slapped by a fever</title><content type='html'>Today,  I feel like crap.  I felt like crap this morning, but trooped into work anyway, figuring that I would try to last as long as possible.  I had an early lunch, which was good since I only ate 3 bites of my oatmeal this morning.  By 2, my joints were so sore that I was checking my watch every 2 seconds to see when my reliever was coming in.  I ended up going home at 3.   I couldn't sleep at all because my muscles/joints/whatever hurt so much. :(  All evening, I've just been lying around on the couch.  My temperature was 99.6 when I got home, and now it is 101.6.  Despite all of the drugs I am taking and fluids I am drinking, it is just going up.  Blah.  I also have a sore throat and swollen lymph nodes.  If I skip work tomorrow (which is looking likely right now), I'm going to the doctor because I'm afraid the little monkeys&lt;a id="publishButton" class="cssButton" href="javascript:void(0)" onclick="if (this.className.indexOf(&amp;quot;ubtn-disabled&amp;quot;) == -1) {var e = document['stuffform'].publish;(e.length) ? e[0].click() : e.click(); if (window.event) window.event.cancelBubble = true; return false;}"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonOuter"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonMiddle"&gt;&lt;div class="cssButtonInner"&gt;Publish Post&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt; gave me strep.  Blahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, just wanted to bitch. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4539889286083542270-4893146909681941067?l=knitonepasstwomargaritas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitonepasstwomargaritas.blogspot.com/feeds/4893146909681941067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4539889286083542270&amp;postID=4893146909681941067' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4539889286083542270/posts/default/4893146909681941067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4539889286083542270/posts/default/4893146909681941067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitonepasstwomargaritas.blogspot.com/2008/11/one-where-i-get-bitch-slapped-by-fever.html' title='The one where I get bitch slapped by a fever'/><author><name>Shainna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00840643836562917404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ptfDcf0N3qk/SQZ-8pQbTaI/AAAAAAAAABY/gJ2-s8an7lI/S220/margairtame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4539889286083542270.post-6272281920573153681</id><published>2008-11-10T15:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T16:07:28.277-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='liesl'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jobs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ornaments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>Well, I was fussed at to blog...</title><content type='html'>Not mentioning any names (ahem, Brandon, ahem).  So, here it goes.  My parents were up here this past weekend, which was nice.  We went to the Amish Country, which is always a good time.  I've been going since I was probably about 10 years old.  I don't know what it is about the place, but it doesn't feel like fall until I get to go there.  I brought back some excellent cheese, wine, and chocolate.  Special thanks to Mom and Dad for funding most of that. ;)  I also got a lot of my Christmas shopping done.  We are doing gift baskets for our parents and Bryan's grandparents, so I was able to get a lot of stuff there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting thing happened on the job front last week.  I got a call from a private school that I applied to work at in August.  The position was for a PR manager.  They called me back last week and said they were finally starting the interview process.  They want to interview me in the next couple of weeks, they say.  The job is basically what I was doing in my internship.  I LOVED my internship, so I think I would enjoy this job.  I'd like to try my hand at something like this before deciding to do the education stuff, maybe.  The thought of more college right now kind of makes me want to cry!  Even though it'd only be 1-2 classes now, I'd have to take many more the first few years, and I'm not sure how I feel about that.  The thing is, I think I would be happy doing a lot of things, so I find it hard to narrow my interests.  We'll see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;a href="http://barelyaware.blogspot.com"&gt;bestest&lt;/a&gt; wrote me a wonderful letter as one of her 101 things, and it definitely cheered up my Monday blahs.  I heart you so muchly, Andrea!  I can't wait to see you again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Andrea, she talked me into buying the Transiberian Orchestra tickets that I have been hmming and hawing over for weeks.  She said it is the most awesome thing ever, and I am super excited to go on December 20!  Bryan and I are going to see it as a date night for one of our Christmas presents to each other. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting my knitting mojo back, and that makes me happy.  I finished off 2 instant gratification projects last night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ptfDcf0N3qk/SRjK8GO6dWI/AAAAAAAAADs/ajSn77c-7_U/s1600-h/Kork.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 287px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ptfDcf0N3qk/SRjK8GO6dWI/AAAAAAAAADs/ajSn77c-7_U/s320/Kork.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267182898023920994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Sophie, my &lt;a href="http://www.saartjeknits.nl/patterns/Korknisse.html"&gt;Korknisse&lt;/a&gt;.  She is made of a wine cork, if you can't tell.  I think I will make her a boyfriend tonight.  They take no time at all, so, that could be fun.  I will probably end up making a whole brigade of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also made some mitten ornaments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ptfDcf0N3qk/SRjLYlsspQI/AAAAAAAAAD0/0HKkRFGqBIE/s1600-h/IMG_2358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ptfDcf0N3qk/SRjLYlsspQI/AAAAAAAAAD0/0HKkRFGqBIE/s320/IMG_2358.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267183387506681090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are going in aforementioned gift baskets.  I cannot figure out why the sizes are so different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I may make a pair of &lt;a href="http://www.helloyarn.com/cabletwistsocks.htm"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; as a fairly quick project before I go back to my damn &lt;a href="http://ysolda.com/store/sweaters/liesl/"&gt;Liesl&lt;/a&gt;.  I messed that thing up pretty bad, so I'll probably be ripping back a lot.  I think I lose interest for a while in knitting after I mess something up badly, then I have to make myself happy again by knitting instant gratification projects to prove to myself that I am not an asshat.  Wish me luck being brave enough to pick it up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week, dear readers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4539889286083542270-6272281920573153681?l=knitonepasstwomargaritas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitonepasstwomargaritas.blogspot.com/feeds/6272281920573153681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4539889286083542270&amp;postID=6272281920573153681' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4539889286083542270/posts/default/6272281920573153681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4539889286083542270/posts/default/6272281920573153681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitonepasstwomargaritas.blogspot.com/2008/11/well-i-was-fussed-at-to-blog.html' title='Well, I was fussed at to blog...'/><author><name>Shainna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00840643836562917404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ptfDcf0N3qk/SQZ-8pQbTaI/AAAAAAAAABY/gJ2-s8an7lI/S220/margairtame.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ptfDcf0N3qk/SRjK8GO6dWI/AAAAAAAAADs/ajSn77c-7_U/s72-c/Kork.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4539889286083542270.post-40047969153551808</id><published>2008-11-02T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T20:29:42.172-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1001 days'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='101 things'/><title type='text'>101 Things in 1001 Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.triplux.com/dayzero/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Mission:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complete 101 preset tasks in a period of 1001 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Criteria:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tasks must be specific (ie. no ambiguity in the wording) with a result that is either measurable or clearly defined. Tasks must also be realistic and stretching (i.e. represent some amount of work on my part).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why 1001 Days? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people have created lists in the past - frequently simple goals such as New Year's resolutions. The key to beating procrastination is to set a deadline that is realistic. 1001 Days (about 2.75 years) is a better period of time than a year, because it allows you several seasons to complete the tasks, which is better for organizing and timing some tasks such as overseas trips or outdoor activities.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;My List &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Categorized, but in no particular order)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start Date: November 3, 2008&lt;br /&gt;End Date: August 1, 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completed items will be in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;bold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; and in progress will be in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;italics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Crafting, Photography, Cooking, and other Hobbies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Knit at least 2 reusable Swiffer cloths so I can be environmentally friendly and save money&lt;br /&gt;2. Create an album of some of my photos from college&lt;br /&gt;3. Organize my wedding photo album(s)&lt;br /&gt;4. Grow an herb garden (and keep it alive!)&lt;br /&gt;5. Take artistic photographs&lt;br /&gt;6. Participate in &lt;a href="http://www.100strangers.com"&gt;100strangers.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Learn to design knitting patterns and attempt to create some of my own to share/sell&lt;br /&gt;8. Create and share a recipe on &lt;a href="http://www.allrecipes.com"&gt;Allrecipes.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Learn to quilt&lt;br /&gt;10. Go skiing at least 6 times&lt;br /&gt;11. Make bath bombs&lt;br /&gt;12. Write a romance novel and submit it for publication&lt;br /&gt;13. Knit the &lt;a href="http://shop.interweave.com/Central-Park-Hoodie-P204C53.aspx"&gt;Central Park Hoodie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Buy the wooden Harmony circular needles from &lt;a href="http://www.knitpicks.com"&gt;KnitPicks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Make sushi&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;16. Spin yarn from bamboo or other plant fiber that I hopefully won't have an asthmatic reaction to like I did wool&lt;br /&gt;17. Buy a skein of the elusive &lt;a href="http://www.rohrspatzundwollmeise.de/flash_content/rohrspatzundwollmeise.html"&gt;Wollmeise&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Craft with shrinky dinks&lt;br /&gt;19. Buy some Play-doh to play with when I am sad/bored/stressed&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;20. Learn to make baklava&lt;br /&gt;21. Make an altered book&lt;br /&gt;22. Learn to play the guitar on Rock Band on Expert&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;23. Make real pumpkin pie from scratch with pie pumpkins&lt;br /&gt;24. Start playing the flute/piccolo again&lt;br /&gt;25. Make fresh salsa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Read at least 2 books a month&lt;br /&gt;27. Read &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anna Karenina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Go back and read some of my favorite Babysitter's Club and Sweet Valley books from the library&lt;br /&gt;29. Read &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;No Opportunity Wasted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Go back and read &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spoon River Anthology&lt;/span&gt; and write my own Spoon River-style characters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Learning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Complete the 1 or 2 classes necessary to get my alternate teaching license&lt;br /&gt;32. Get re-certified in first aid and CPR&lt;br /&gt;33. Take a cooking class&lt;br /&gt;34. Take a painting/drawing class&lt;br /&gt;35. Take a pottery class&lt;br /&gt;36. Learn to do the Thriller dance&lt;br /&gt;37. Take dancing lessons with Bryan&lt;br /&gt;38. Re-learn some sign language using my old class book&lt;br /&gt;39. Learn a new language on my own (one that Bryan does not speak)&lt;br /&gt;40. Try snowboarding&lt;br /&gt;41. Try glass blowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exploring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Visit&lt;a href="http://www.cosi.org"&gt; COSI &lt;/a&gt;for the first time since my childhood&lt;br /&gt;43. Visit Las Vegas&lt;br /&gt;44. Go to the beach&lt;br /&gt;45. Go on a trip for my wedding anniversary&lt;br /&gt;46. Visit Cooper's Rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Buy an outfit that is unlike anything I would ever consider wearing and wear it&lt;br /&gt;48. Visit a state I have never been to before&lt;br /&gt;49. Visit a service for a religion that is different than mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kindness to Others and the Earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Donate an article of clothing to Goodwill each time I bring a new clothing item home&lt;br /&gt;51. Do something nice for elderly people in a nursing/retirement home on Valentine's Day&lt;br /&gt;52. Try to donate blood again (and hope that they don't pop my vein again)&lt;br /&gt;53. Put at least 3 items on &lt;a href="http://www.freecycle.org"&gt;Freecycle&lt;/a&gt; a year&lt;br /&gt;54. Teach someone to do something that I can do (knit, crochet, whatever)&lt;br /&gt;55. Compliment someone every day&lt;br /&gt;56. Write a letter to mom and dad telling them how much they mean to me&lt;br /&gt;57. Do a random act of kindness by paying for someone behind me in the drive thru&lt;br /&gt;58. Use cloth bags for shopping&lt;br /&gt;59. Send a care package to someone in the military&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal Growth/Health/Whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;60. Get a tattoo&lt;br /&gt;61. Replace the Kia&lt;br /&gt;62. Buy a bicycle and ride it&lt;br /&gt;63. Do Wii Fit 3 times a week&lt;br /&gt;64. Live as a vegetarian for a week&lt;br /&gt;65. Give mineral makeup another whirl&lt;br /&gt;66. Floss daily&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;67. Try escargot&lt;br /&gt;68. Try to find a food dish that I like that incorporates mushrooms, my archnemesis "vegetable"&lt;br /&gt;69. Take my vitamins every day&lt;br /&gt;70. Stop fighting with Bryan over stupid things that don't matter 5 minutes later&lt;br /&gt;71. Write a letter to myself to read when I am 30&lt;br /&gt;72. Find a job that is emotionally, psychologically, and financially satisfying&lt;br /&gt;73. Send Christmas cards with the cats on them&lt;br /&gt;74. Find a way to meet Sally if she returns to the States&lt;br /&gt;75. Don't swear for a week&lt;br /&gt;76. Drink only water for a week&lt;br /&gt;77. Get a massage&lt;br /&gt;78. Spend a weekend at home without touching the computer&lt;br /&gt;79. Buy a beautiful dress that I want just because and find somewhere to wear it&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;80. Pay off all of our debt and work on spending less&lt;br /&gt;81. Go to a concert&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;82. Watch all of the top 20 movies on &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/100_Years...100_Movies"&gt;AFI's top 100 list&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Have a tarot reading&lt;br /&gt;84. Ride all of the roller coasters at Cedar Point and King's Island&lt;br /&gt;85. Go to a murder mystery dinner show&lt;br /&gt;86. Go to the farmer's market at least once a month when it is open&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;87. Purchase an antique piece of jewelry&lt;br /&gt;88. Submit a Post Secret&lt;br /&gt;89. Try a new food or drink every month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other Goals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. Host a fondue party&lt;br /&gt;91. Host a night out with my girlfriends in Columbus where we all go bar hopping in old bridesmaid dresses&lt;br /&gt;92. Find a church to attend in the Columbus area&lt;br /&gt;93. Unpack the rest of the boxes in our utility room&lt;br /&gt;94. Have a real Christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;95. Buy the Peanuts holiday collection&lt;br /&gt;96. Shave my legs more, even in the winter&lt;br /&gt;97. Try all of the flavors at &lt;a href="http://jenisicecreams.com/0500allflavors.html"&gt;Jeni's Ice Cream&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. Grow my hair out long again&lt;br /&gt;99. Donate $2 to charity for each uncompleted goal&lt;br /&gt;100. Identify 100 things that make me happy&lt;br /&gt;101. Do a new list after time is up on this list&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4539889286083542270-40047969153551808?l=knitonepasstwomargaritas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://knitonepasstwomargaritas.blogspot.com/feeds/40047969153551808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4539889286083542270&amp;postID=40047969153551808' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4539889286083542270/posts/default/40047969153551808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4539889286083542270/posts/default/40047969153551808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://knitonepasstwomargaritas.blogspot.com/2008/11/101-things-in-1001-days.html' title='101 Things in 1001 Days'/><author><name>Shainna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00840643836562917404</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ptfDcf0N3qk/SQZ-8pQbTaI/AAAAAAAAABY/gJ2-s8an7lI/S220/margairtame.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4539889286083542270.post-5461760171053738695</id><published>2008-10-27T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T20:58:01.121-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first post'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beginning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='knitting'/><title type='text'>So, it begins...</title><content type='html'>I felt that it was time for me to start a knitting blog, as most people on Ravelry have.  So, this blog will be mostly about knitting, but I am sure life will be involved, too...  I just don't recommend reading if you have zero interest in needles and yarn. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to thank my good friend &lt;a href="http://barelyaware.blogspot.com/"&gt;Andrea&lt;/a&gt; for the name of this blog.  I suck at being creative with naming things, and she hit the nail on the head...  I love knitting, and I definitely margaritas.  The two do not mix well, so we may get to see some of that on this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently in a bit of a knitting rut.  I am working on &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/liesl"&gt;Liesl &lt;/a&gt;, but I made a pretty bad mistake in it somewhere that resulted in my stitch count being way off.  When this kind of thing happens, I have a bad habit of throwing the project down and avoiding it rather than fixing the problem.  Smart, huh?  I am also working on a tiny mitten ornament, a Swiffer cloth, and a shrug.  Okay, so those are just sitting in my knitting basket, but my project list &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;says&lt;/span&gt; I am working on them.  I think I want to whip out a pair of &lt;a href="http://www.ravelry.com/patterns/library/cable-twist-socks"&gt;Cable Twist Socks&lt;/a&gt; before I try to fix my Liesl.  Worsted socks don't take too terribly long to crank out, and socks always give a sense of accomplishment...  So, I think that'd be a good way to jump back into knitting.  May start those tomorrow at Knit Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the weekend, I had the pleasure of visiting &lt;a href="http://www.yarnmarket.com/"&gt;Yarn Market&lt;/a&gt; with knitting group friends Erin and Andrea.  It was an amazing place, with an overwhelming amount of yarn.  I was amazed that they just let us run loose in their warehouse with thousands of skeins of yarn.  I would happily move into one of the yarn bins...  Preferably the one with the $300 balls of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vicu%C3%B1a"&gt;vicuna&lt;/a&gt;. ;)  Yes, that is right, &lt;a href="http://www.yarnmarket.com/yarn/Windy_Valley_Muskox_Yarn-Vicuna_Yarn-4224.html"&gt;217 yards of vicuna for the low, low price of $300&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should stop rambling now and go to bed.  My work hours kind of suck this week.  I worked 11-6 today, and I have to work 8-6 the next two days.  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