tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-147964692024-03-13T11:05:04.292-05:00incogknitoIncogKnitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10000438621118593940noreply@blogger.comBlogger138125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14796469.post-34710302997995285832010-05-20T07:04:00.000-05:002010-05-20T07:04:24.828-05:00Spaghettini with Bacon and Basil - KitchenDaily<a href="http://www.kitchendaily.com/2010/03/05/spaghettini-with-bacon-and-basil-marcuss-kitchen/?sms_ss=blogger">Spaghettini with Bacon and Basil - KitchenDaily</a><br /><br />I'm thinking this is an easy pasta dish that I should be making! Sounds delicious, right?IncogKnitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10000438621118593940noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14796469.post-2880010688278969722010-03-28T08:34:00.006-05:002010-04-01T18:56:45.394-05:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/S69cXimPb1I/AAAAAAAAAsY/0zbB4YaUmWM/s1600/IMG_0883.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/S69cXimPb1I/AAAAAAAAAsY/0zbB4YaUmWM/s320/IMG_0883.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453679233262907218" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/S69cYGtf_II/AAAAAAAAAsg/QEVSMLytM70/s1600/IMG_0884.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/S69cYGtf_II/AAAAAAAAAsg/QEVSMLytM70/s320/IMG_0884.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453679242957028482" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/S69cYUTp9CI/AAAAAAAAAso/npIPi4rjQPU/s1600/IMG_0885.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/S69cYUTp9CI/AAAAAAAAAso/npIPi4rjQPU/s320/IMG_0885.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453679246606726178" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/S69cY8JVVfI/AAAAAAAAAsw/xZHl0SXBt6k/s1600/IMG_0886.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/S69cY8JVVfI/AAAAAAAAAsw/xZHl0SXBt6k/s320/IMG_0886.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453679257300850162" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/S69cZOn-QaI/AAAAAAAAAs4/aqTot26FGo0/s1600/IMG_0887.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/S69cZOn-QaI/AAAAAAAAAs4/aqTot26FGo0/s320/IMG_0887.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453679262261199266" /></a><br />Well, many things have been developing in my life in the past month that have prevented me from writing on my blog. In fact, my brain has been completely consumed by thoughts of changes. If you know me at all then you know I hate change. Even when I initiate the change myself I hate change. But so many things have been going on it's difficult not to accept it. The good news is that my boyfriend and I will be moving to a new apartment. The above pictures show how wonderful it is. I'm pretty sure the new place has room on the kitchen counters for me to be able to keep my Kitchen Aid Mixer out all the time. Also, I can start vacuuming again because this place has carpet. But the best thing about this move is that I will have a dishwasher again. AWESOME! So, until after I move you won't hear from me again. Of course, I know you aren't exactly waiting breathlessly as I haven't updated this regularly anyway.IncogKnitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10000438621118593940noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14796469.post-15437380849262433342010-03-01T10:06:00.003-05:002010-03-01T10:43:24.156-05:00The Best Things In LifeThis...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/S4vYjhgQIKI/AAAAAAAAAr8/qf1eMUf5cm0/s1600-h/IMG_0878.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/S4vYjhgQIKI/AAAAAAAAAr8/qf1eMUf5cm0/s320/IMG_0878.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443682679408042146" /></a><br /><br /><br />Becomes this!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/S4vYkPa4MmI/AAAAAAAAAsE/1fE2b1xs7eM/s1600-h/IMG_0881.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/S4vYkPa4MmI/AAAAAAAAAsE/1fE2b1xs7eM/s320/IMG_0881.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443682691733533282" /></a><br /><br />This is by far the coolest bowl ever. I mean, I can have a grilled cheese sandwich sit on top of this little lid and devour whatever soup I choose with one hand. I love it! If you're interested on what is actually on the lid it's some crackers with peanut butter (Jif) and butter (<A HREF="http://www.fleischmanns.com/our-spreads.jsp">Fleischmann's</A>). I got this bowl at <A HREF="http://www.ikea.com/us/en/">Ikea</A> several years ago on a trip with two very good <A HREF="http://abridgedadventures.wordpress.com/">friends</A>. If only they had some more...I guess that means I have to make a trip out there some time to investigate... ;)IncogKnitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10000438621118593940noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14796469.post-38205830512825021552010-02-12T20:56:00.003-05:002010-02-12T21:03:32.727-05:00Saint Valentine's DayI have to admit that I have always felt guilty for wanting to celebrate and enjoy Valentine's Day. In my last relationship, the other person did not care to celebrate Valentine's Day and so we did not. The day has come and gone for me for over 10 years and I have not had the pleasure of truly celebrating this day in all its romantic glory. You know, I don't think of it as a time where you have to go buy a gift and be extravagant, but more a time to tell the person in your life that, while you appreciate them every day, you can make them feel extra special this day. So the good news is that I will actually be celebrating V-day on the 16th by going out to dinner. I think that will be most delightful indeed. I know that this day has been completely commercialized, but I tend to block societal norms out. I don't always realize how publicized these things have become until people start complaining about them. Plus, I've felt guilty for the last 8 years because I was made to believe that I shouldn't even want to celebrate it. Now, I'm going to celebrate by eating. None of this dainty crap for me! I hope everyone celebrates in their own way with their loved ones. Enjoy!IncogKnitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10000438621118593940noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14796469.post-16232663556890604262010-02-10T11:19:00.021-05:002010-02-10T16:51:15.327-05:00O-H-I-OI am so grateful for the vacation I just had. I haven't been out of New England (well, Maine and New Hampshire really) since July. Let me tell you that it's a bit of a strain to not enjoy anything at all. I mean, really my mental stability was depending on it. <br /><br />Some highlights of my trip:<br /><br />1. My boyfriend met my parents for the first time and we had a blast. <br />2. We found a new love in a board game called <a href="http://www.buffalogames.com/products/party_games/?tx_ttproducts_pi1%5BbackPID%5D=17&tx_ttproducts_pi1%5Bproduct%5D=3&cHash=b9b4e892a1">"Last Word"</a>. This is recommended if all participants can stay on track and scream words that correspond with the current letter in play. Example, the word "rice" does not begin with the letter "n". <br />3. <a href="http://dsc.discovery.com/fansites/cashcab/cashcab.html">Cash Cab</a> is my new favorite show. I think I'm going to have to go to New York City for that alone. <br />4. Ohio got snow. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/S3LlAdAZv1I/AAAAAAAAApQ/vJOgnSc-U3o/s1600-h/IMG_0758.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/S3LlAdAZv1I/AAAAAAAAApQ/vJOgnSc-U3o/s320/IMG_0758.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436659496138686290"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/S3LlAMeqcxI/AAAAAAAAApI/3O2duvdGeoA/s1600-h/IMG_0746.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/S3LlAMeqcxI/AAAAAAAAApI/3O2duvdGeoA/s320/IMG_0746.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436659491702207250"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/S3LkGvZdEDI/AAAAAAAAApA/za-DIjs6dzU/s1600-h/IMG_0740.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/S3LkGvZdEDI/AAAAAAAAApA/za-DIjs6dzU/s320/IMG_0740.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436658504643186738"></a>Maine did not. <br />5. <a href="http://www.ohiostatebuckeyes.com//ViewArticle.dbml?DB_OEM_ID=17300&ATCLID=204880087">The Buckeye</a> stadium is AWESOME. I'm not a huge football fan, but get a behind the scenes look at "The Shoe" was wicked cool. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/S3LnlsSYpdI/AAAAAAAAApY/tyijuwGn4l0/s1600-h/IMG_0792.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/S3LnlsSYpdI/AAAAAAAAApY/tyijuwGn4l0/s320/IMG_0792.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436662334919058898"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/S3LoyUxoE0I/AAAAAAAAApw/R8ALnMfrrt8/s1600-h/IMG_0839.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/S3LoyUxoE0I/AAAAAAAAApw/R8ALnMfrrt8/s320/IMG_0839.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436663651457569602"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/S3LpkrB7U4I/AAAAAAAAAp4/g734XXIGxjQ/s1600-h/IMG_0844.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/S3LpkrB7U4I/AAAAAAAAAp4/g734XXIGxjQ/s320/IMG_0844.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436664516424979330"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/S3LoyKIlKOI/AAAAAAAAApo/oVIc6LD2m9E/s1600-h/IMG_0830.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/S3LoyKIlKOI/AAAAAAAAApo/oVIc6LD2m9E/s320/IMG_0830.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436663648601057506"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/S3LoxuTx7SI/AAAAAAAAApg/4vFv3-Nziro/s1600-h/IMG_0823.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/S3LoxuTx7SI/AAAAAAAAApg/4vFv3-Nziro/s320/IMG_0823.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436663641131838754"></a><br />6. I played the license plate game and go 28 states out of 50. I also got 3 Canadian plates. <br />7. I got a little gift from my <a href="http://abridgedadventures.wordpress.com/">super awesome librarian friend</a> and I promptly used it today! *Edit* I couldn't get my little video to post, but I got a really cool teapot that sounds like a train whistle when it's ready. Woohoo!IncogKnitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10000438621118593940noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14796469.post-71834262737079614442010-01-20T10:14:00.003-05:002010-01-20T10:29:23.857-05:00MethodHave I told anyone about my addiction for <A HREF="http://www.methodhome.com/">Method</A> cleaning products? Seriously, I love this company. I know there are probably other companies out there that are greener and clean better, but I love this company. They are always trying to better their packaging and their solutions are made from vegetable based formulas. They smell fresh and I like how they work. I think the other thing that I like about them is that while they are a large company, they take the time to answer personal emails without using an automated response. I'm hoping that they will eventually make interior car cleaning products that won't hurt the dash or vinyl parts of my car. For now, I'm happy with their latest move towards smaller packaging for their laundry detergent and making it more user friendly.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/S1cgKJ2aCQI/AAAAAAAAAoU/3ulNiu-X1gM/s1600-h/IMG_0699.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/S1cgKJ2aCQI/AAAAAAAAAoU/3ulNiu-X1gM/s320/IMG_0699.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428843234633320706" /></a><br />I love this glass cleaner they have. That's just a little taste of the kind of weather we're currently getting in Maine (the snow build up on the window).<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/S1cgJ9le0tI/AAAAAAAAAoM/ZYcikDxIeh4/s1600-h/IMG_0705.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/S1cgJ9le0tI/AAAAAAAAAoM/ZYcikDxIeh4/s320/IMG_0705.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428843231341105874" /></a>This right here is the difference in bottle sizes of laundry detergent. I currently have some Arm and Hammer (under much duress), but I had to get the new bottle. I love how it pumps and how easy it is to hold. Unfortunately, it's only for 25 loads and I haven't found the 50 load bottle on the market yet. Until then, I'll use this one for my clothes washing instead of the Arm&Hammer. Of course, my other half will continue using that stuff out of preference. Thank goodness I'm the one who does the shopping! :)IncogKnitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10000438621118593940noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14796469.post-66469196231925227582010-01-12T18:35:00.003-05:002010-01-12T18:54:35.948-05:00So it's been five days since I posted. I've been so consumed with worrying about work that I haven't focused on much else. Thankfully, some of my worries have fallen away, but I always seem to replace them with new worries. I have many anxieties and I wish more than anything that I could let things go much better than I do. I would venture to say that I've "toughened up", as I was once told to do, which has helped me in dealing with difficult situations. However, I'm a highly sensitive person and I don't know how much more of this "toughening up" that I can handle. It's a daily task for me to try and grow in this area in order to perform my job better and I find it frustrating. Because I am some what sleep deprived right now, my mind is more at ease to wonder and think about these kinds of struggles. You remember how I was talking about writing in my journal? Well, I really want to write in there, but I've been keeping myself from doing that to keep from tainting it with evil things. I guess the point of my journal is to let my thoughts flow, but not to fill it with anger. I don't ever want to look back and see that part of it. I could always get another journal to purge my bad thoughts, but that would stress me out knowing that I have yet another journal to tend to. If all two of you don't mind listening to me working through my anxieties then this may be the place that I vent. Let me know what you think.IncogKnitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10000438621118593940noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14796469.post-55836329960196965732010-01-07T10:22:00.002-05:002010-01-07T10:47:12.234-05:00Post it...or Else!I was hoping to post almost every other day over the course of 2009, but alas, that did not happen. During the summer I feel like I was more of a posting fiend than my autumn days. In fact, in looking back at 2009, I posted 49 times which was almost once a week. It sounds kind of minimal, but it was more than years prior. The feeling of posting, whether it's something mundane or monumental, left me feeling very satisfied in one aspect of my life. Okay, maybe it fulfilled several voids in my life. It gives me the opportunity to express some thoughts without self-censorship, allows me to write, and makes me feel like I've completed at least one thing a day. All of those aspects of this blog are rather satisfying and I miss that I didn't do that very much over the holiday season. <br /><br />I have to reiterate how relieved I am that the holidays are over as I did not enjoy them at all. The past few years have been rather difficult as far as holidays go and I refuse to allow depression, annoyances, and work bring me down again. I definitely felt stilted as far as my holiday spirit goes. I had plans of sending wonderful gifts to people and I even wanted to send multiple Christmas cards. However, I did not achieve much of that. I don't like that feeling. <br /><br />If you recall, over the summer I discovered a <A HREF="http://www.amazon.com/Messies-Manual-Complete-Bringing-Beauty/dp/0800759796/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1262878806&sr=8-1">book</A> that got me very motivated and more organized in many aspects of my life. Particularly, it was keeping me motivated to<A HREF="http://knititinthebud.blogspot.com/2009/08/messies-are-creative.html">clean</A> on a regular basis. I have cracked that book out again because I truly found it very fulfilling and satisfying. I will be giving you more reports on what I'm doing with that as the month goes along. For now, I'll sign off since I should motivate myself to to do the things I've been meaning to do around here.IncogKnitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10000438621118593940noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14796469.post-70744393834618545042010-01-02T09:05:00.003-05:002010-01-02T09:14:40.556-05:00Resolve my ResolutionsSo, I have been inspired to put some "resolutions" on here by a very <A HREF="http://abridgedadventures.wordpress.com/">dear friend</A>. I too, have resolve so posting my resolutions seems rather redundant, but I will post some things that I'm always thinking about. I'm not going to declare anything because every year I try to declare something and then I don't achieve my declarations. I've written them down and they do not come to fruition by my own fault. This year, I intend to only sort of put them down on paper (or the internet as the case may be) so I can inspire myself. <br /> Last summer I did a ton more journaling and it was very satisfying. I have a special and beautiful spiral bound journal that I like pasting things in and writing in when I get the chance. Since I've been promoted I have not been inspired to write in it and I refuse to put negative, work-related topics inside of it in fear of desecrating it. But I resolve to begin that again as the busy season has settled down and I can look to myself again. I would like to go back to actually grocery shopping again and planning meals. How minute is that? I truly just want to have a normal life and it has been difficult over the past year to achieve that for myself. Many things have come easier to me thanks to my hard work, but at the same time everything has been an adjustment in some way. So, for now, those might be two things that I would really like to do. The third, as a side note, might be Etsy. I know, I've said it before, but that's why this is a side note. I might have another post later today regarding that aspect though. I definitely want your thoughts on it, too. Thanks for listening!IncogKnitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10000438621118593940noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14796469.post-22951442943080434122009-12-29T21:48:00.003-05:002009-12-29T21:57:22.658-05:00Occasionally I like to make myself breakfast. When I do, I like to enjoy some eggs and some kind of complimentary breakfast food. Thanks to a new microwavable dish that I got for Christmas, I can now have eggs in two minutes!!! Of course, if I set everything up at night I can enjoy a hot cup of joe with that, too. I'm so excited about my new egg container that I've already used it and plan on using it again to enjoy food during my long drive to work.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SzrAN_TupDI/AAAAAAAAAoE/JOYNasTku4k/s1600-h/IMG_0653.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SzrAN_TupDI/AAAAAAAAAoE/JOYNasTku4k/s320/IMG_0653.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420856448058827826" /></a>IncogKnitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10000438621118593940noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14796469.post-39463437069457947492009-12-25T17:09:00.002-05:002009-12-25T17:16:06.523-05:00Have some H.P. love!So this is what a Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince DVD release party looks like with two people present. That's all that was invited. For the record, that's butter beer in those cups. I'll even give you the recipe for them. First, pour some butterscotch schnapps into a glass (whatever suits your fancy, but the more the better). Next, add some cream soda (get the best because it'll make a difference). Then, enjoy! <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SzU5KGYTK6I/AAAAAAAAAn8/U8LXaJiRMcY/s1600-h/IMG_0648.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SzU5KGYTK6I/AAAAAAAAAn8/U8LXaJiRMcY/s320/IMG_0648.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419300572284267426" /></a><br /><br />I did get to watch this several weeks ago when it was released, so that was definitely a high point amongst my holiday season. Hopefully, if you haven't even seen it yet you'll get your butt in gear and rent it, buy it, or Netflix it! Happy Holidays.IncogKnitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10000438621118593940noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14796469.post-45897898311177825572009-12-15T09:19:00.002-05:002009-12-15T09:29:40.675-05:00Deck the hallsI'm happy to report that I finally have some decorations up in my apartment. The boyfriend decorated our living room and it's rather cute. I'll be putting more decorations out tonight to congest the whole area with Holiday awesomeness (that's the official term for it, just in case you're wondering). <br /><br />Also, if you don't follow me on Facebook (which I'm sure you do because you ALL think I'm fabulous. All two of my readers), I lost a friend to a drunk driver the other day. John Hipp was a my boss/friend in college. He graduated from my college with a degree in communications and he was exactly four years older than me as we shared a birthday. It's not like he and I were extremely close after I graduated college, but it still took me by surprise and I got choked up over his passing. Losing a someone in your life that has touched you in some way makes you thankful for the people you do have. Maybe this brings me back to my whining about not being able to enjoy the holidays with friends and family, but this is precisely why. Am I stopping myself from enjoying them? I want so desperately to make memories with everyone and I feel like I'm a far cry away from that. Regardless, I miss my friend and I can't believe that he's gone. <br /><br />Aside from that. Black ice sucks. I feel down getting out of my car at work yesterday morning. Talk about a wake up call!! My shoulder is a bit sore today because I tried to catch myself by landing on the palm of my hand. I didn't even get up right away because I was a bit stunned and while I was still on the ground, I could see the whole parking lot was iced over. If I had a camera I would have taken a picture of that. If it hadn't been extremely dangerous, it was a site to behold. <br /><br />My friend Kristine reminds me often that people just want to have pieces of me posted on here and I find that really encouraging. I mean, that's what I'm looking for when I read her blog or any of my friends blogs so I have to remember that for myself. I don't need a purpose to post, just a post. Maybe. Okay, I have to admit I like having a purpose. For me, not having a specific post in mind is like driving around in a car with no destination. I DO NOT enjoy it. But I suppose writing without a purpose isn't exactly the same. Moving onward! :D<br /><br />Thanks for stopping by!IncogKnitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10000438621118593940noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14796469.post-37827164284703558102009-12-12T11:30:00.000-05:002009-12-12T12:44:35.367-05:00The Bright Side of the Dark SideSo, I often start posts without actually posting them. They start off as good ideas, but I either can't finish them or I don't feel that I'm conveying my posts the way that I imagine them. It's like I want to hone in and perfect it and if I can't devote a lot of time to it then I cannot finish it. But because this year has been all about me shedding my past and embracing my present, I will now post the beginnings of my posts for you to ponder. Maybe I'll still pick them up and finish them, but for now I'll just leave them as thoughts. <br /><br />1. Blog title: The Bright Side of the Dark Side<br /><br />"I was watching Edward Scissorhands the other day and I was reflecting on how Tim Burton is able to draw the bright side out of his stories."<br /><br />*I wanted to talk more about how I love Tim Burton movies and his style of writing and cinema. They are so strange yet so relatable. I know they aren't for everybody but they tend to have a strong cult following. Love 'em.<br /><br />2. Blog title: Always read something that will make you look good if you die in the middle of it. ~P.J. O'Rourke<br /><br />"I am obsessed with books right now. Well, I'm always a bit obsessed with them. I have three bookshelves full of them and another bookshelf in the wings to try to fill."<br /><br />*I like to look at book covers, pictures, find things in them that inspire me or read romance novel trash. Who knows where this was going except that I had to get yet another bookshelf to fill with books. <br /><br />3. Blog title: (no title for this one)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SpFN-Olon1I/AAAAAAAAAjo/eXGXb_sQ0BM/s1600-h/89090904.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SpFN-Olon1I/AAAAAAAAAjo/eXGXb_sQ0BM/s320/89090904.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373161561892888402" /></a><br /><br />This one drives me nuts because I've been trying to find another image that I can't find as a comparison for Shannon Doherty. I'm pretty sure that she looks like a Gelfling from The Dark Crystal. Check out that movie and tell me you don't see the similarities.<br /><br />4. Blog title: Etsy Favorites<br /><br />"One thing that I do absolutely every day is check <A HREF"www.etsy.com">Etsy</A>. I think that I have to look at it or I'll go blind...or deaf...or stupid. I don't know what will happen, but I have to see it. There are so many inspiring products and people on that website that I feel like it satisfies my daily does of "craft". I keep thinking how much some of these items on here inspire me and I want to share some of my favorites with you just so you get an idea what I enjoy viewing on a regular basis. <br /><br />Keep in mind when you're viewing these that some of these listings may have expired, but you should still be able to view it. <br /><br /><A HREF"http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=29655369">Sterling silver leaf ring</A><br /><A HREF"http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=12753583">Five Pointed Crown Bag</A> ZTA's understand why this is so fabulous!<br /><A HREF"http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=26874521">Green felt garland</A> (I really want to make this for the holidays as a reusable garland and something that's a little kitschy. <br /><A HREF"http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=25679994">Bangle bracelets</A> (I don't wear much jewelry or accessorize very well, but I'd like to wear something original<br /><br /><br />*enough said for this one.<br /><br />5. Blog title: Vermonter Weekend<br /><br />"Thank goodness New England has finally had some great weather! I had the opportunity to have a weekend in Vermont and I am thankful for the fabulous weather. I enjoyed the new Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince, my mother's 60th birthday, and a baby shower for a sort of cousin. "<br /><br />*I had pictures ready and fun stuff for this one, but it was just too late to post it. <br /><br />6. Blog title: Time<br /><br />"It struck me tonight that I avoid books and movies with the word "time" in the title. I was reading an <A HREF="http://www.etsy.com/featured_seller.php">article</A> on <A HREF="http://www.etsy.com/">Etsy</A> when I realized that I have avoided certain books because of the name of the series. I can't bring myself to read <U>The Time Traveler's Wife</U>, <U>The Wheel of Time</U>, <U>A Wrinkle in Time</U>, or <U>The Time Machine</U>. I can't watch the movie "Time Bandits" either. I'm sure these are all fabulous, but I have a time avoidance. Maybe it stems from always having to conform to some form of time adherence. What say you? Throw that clock out the window when you can. When I was in high school I was a member of Christ United Methodist Church. I attended this retreat that lasted for three days and you were not allowed to wear a watch for three days. In fact, nobody was allowed to wear one, nor were there any clocks any where. Because we focus on time so much, it was scary, but liberating as well to not have those restraint on our minds. Try it some time and see how well you do. You won't forget the experience."<br /><br /><br />So, you can start with all of these. I have more, but it will be more blog confetti if I keep going. Enjoy your day off. You lucky bastards.IncogKnitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10000438621118593940noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14796469.post-17920456368962928202009-11-27T09:25:00.003-05:002009-11-29T18:50:47.563-05:00ThanksgivingSo, I actually had a rather low-key Thanksgiving day so I am definitely thankful for that. I actually have a living room now and I've lived in this apartment for over a year now. Woohoo!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/Sw_i6EQt_1I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/tMIiSQhfGPM/s1600/IMG_0641.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/Sw_i6EQt_1I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/tMIiSQhfGPM/s320/IMG_0641.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408791164699410258" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/Sw_i5QlaYYI/AAAAAAAAAmA/Ho_scCwakFE/s1600/IMG_0638.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/Sw_i5QlaYYI/AAAAAAAAAmA/Ho_scCwakFE/s320/IMG_0638.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408791150827561346" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/Sw_i473RrgI/AAAAAAAAAl4/X25BF8HuhWQ/s1600/IMG_0637.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/Sw_i473RrgI/AAAAAAAAAl4/X25BF8HuhWQ/s320/IMG_0637.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408791145265344002" /></a><br />My wonderful boyfriend got us a futon since no regular piece of furniture fits through my apartment doors. There's nothing spectacular about the set up of the room, but it's now multi-purposed. I have to pull out the dining room table when I want to have a regular meal. At least now I don't have my television in my bedroom which I realllllllllly love. I hated that. It's not relaxing in any way. <br />Enjoy!IncogKnitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10000438621118593940noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14796469.post-86555399567805172412009-11-19T14:06:00.003-05:002009-11-19T14:50:16.205-05:00So blue...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SwWYsuaYHlI/AAAAAAAAAlY/-ibyXco3q3c/s1600/IMG_0618.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SwWYsuaYHlI/AAAAAAAAAlY/-ibyXco3q3c/s320/IMG_0618.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405894821868478034" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SwWYsX08m6I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/mUBnDnOqVpk/s1600/IMG_0614.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SwWYsX08m6I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/mUBnDnOqVpk/s320/IMG_0614.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405894815805905826" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SwWYsClw07I/AAAAAAAAAlI/fRL0-qpdAk0/s1600/IMG_0613.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SwWYsClw07I/AAAAAAAAAlI/fRL0-qpdAk0/s320/IMG_0613.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405894810105074610" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SwWYrgU5qOI/AAAAAAAAAlA/i7uespF_xqE/s1600/IMG_0601.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SwWYrgU5qOI/AAAAAAAAAlA/i7uespF_xqE/s320/IMG_0601.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405894800907544802" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SwWZshynfCI/AAAAAAAAAlg/Kw1eqsiNnRg/s1600/IMG_0608.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SwWZshynfCI/AAAAAAAAAlg/Kw1eqsiNnRg/s320/IMG_0608.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405895917992115234" /></a><br />Everything about these pictures reminds me of fall. Of course, it's already come and gone for Maine and Thanksgiving hasn't even happened yet. All the leaves have dropped off the trees and now we're left with the barren branches and the wind. Incidentally, all this cold weather reminds me that I can start enjoying my knitting again (not that I have to have the fall to enjoy it), but I now have a fabulous new sticker to show my knitting loyalties. Thanks to my <A HREF="http://abridgedadventures.wordpress.com/">friend</A> I can now drive around and wow others with my knitting pride. <br />Incidentally, the name of my post has nothing to do with fall colors. It only reflects how I'm feeling with the upcoming holidays. With so much emphasis put on buying for the holidays and me working in retail, I miss the times I used to enjoy with my family and friends at this time of year. While I have been promoted at my job, I would still like to entertain the idea of trying something outside of retail to have my life back. I saw a posting for <A HREF="http://www.jobsinme.com/seek/resultdetail.aspx?jobnum=508917&kwfhl=">this job</A> and I swear that everything about the description of this company and the job requirements are me to a "T"! I started reading the company <A HREF="http://www.burgessadv.com/">website</A> yesterday and it meets all my credentials for the ideal company to work for. This company has even won awards for being one of the best places to work for! Seriously, who doesn't want to work for a company that treats its employees so well that they want to come to work every day? I am working on tweaking my resume so they can see that I'm the ideal candidate for this position. The hardest thing for me is working on a cover letter because I want it professional, but not too personal. I do want to include some personal details as that's the part that I think makes me perfect for this job. I know I sound a little frantic, but I desperately want to be able to enjoy life. I want to let go of my job at the end of the day or enjoy it so much that it doesn't stress me out when I go home. Make sense? <br />Well, I was really enjoying being able to write on my blog on a regular basis and it seems that "Season" has left me exhausted. I usually don't sleep for long periods of time and yet I find myself doing that almost regularly on my days off since I got promoted. <br /><br />Wish me luck. It will be over soon.IncogKnitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10000438621118593940noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14796469.post-42053118992452928452009-10-23T19:38:00.005-05:002009-10-23T19:56:15.526-05:00Chocolate ZucchiniDid I ever show you this chocolatey goodness? I made one of these during the summer and enjoyed it all for myself. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SuJNSHUqCZI/AAAAAAAAAko/D6fDWDTQQxU/s1600-h/IMG_0517.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SuJNSHUqCZI/AAAAAAAAAko/D6fDWDTQQxU/s320/IMG_0517.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395960277141948818" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SuJOFl-R9UI/AAAAAAAAAk4/V3MeXCaxzTA/s1600-h/IMG_0518.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SuJOFl-R9UI/AAAAAAAAAk4/V3MeXCaxzTA/s320/IMG_0518.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395961161542923586" /></a><br />Everyone should enjoy the goodness of chocolate and zucchini joined together in perfect harmony. The joyous part is the icing is just water and powdered sugar. I think the next time I make it I'll have to remember to make more of the icing. In fact, it would behoove anybody to have extra icing on hand as it will not be the same without it. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SuJOFSwoxlI/AAAAAAAAAkw/NjBYf4dgdsU/s1600-h/IMG_0519.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SuJOFSwoxlI/AAAAAAAAAkw/NjBYf4dgdsU/s320/IMG_0519.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395961156385424978" /></a><br />If you want the recipe you'll have to ask me nicely. Oh, and if you don't believe that it's going to be fabulous, just trust me and make one. Okay?IncogKnitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10000438621118593940noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14796469.post-37068564352242617122009-10-23T18:41:00.008-05:002009-10-23T19:26:39.232-05:00"Surely the apple is the noblest of fruits." Henry David Thoreau, Wild Apples"Good apple pies are a considerable part of our domestic happiness." Jane Austen<br /><br />I think I just fell in love with a new kitchen tool. Actually, it is officially defined as <I>The Best</I> kitchen tool ever! <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SuJHz_e4zXI/AAAAAAAAAkA/D-5QPTalG1Q/s1600-h/IMG_0590.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SuJHz_e4zXI/AAAAAAAAAkA/D-5QPTalG1Q/s320/IMG_0590.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395954262083161458" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SuJH1RbPVDI/AAAAAAAAAkg/Ny3HGANbh_4/s1600-h/IMG_0597.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SuJH1RbPVDI/AAAAAAAAAkg/Ny3HGANbh_4/s320/IMG_0597.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395954284079567922" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SuJH02cOFcI/AAAAAAAAAkY/w6qG8xt2PyE/s1600-h/IMG_0595.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SuJH02cOFcI/AAAAAAAAAkY/w6qG8xt2PyE/s320/IMG_0595.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395954276835923394" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SuJH0rvJ5cI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/MTU3aAgqFD4/s1600-h/IMG_0594.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SuJH0rvJ5cI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/MTU3aAgqFD4/s320/IMG_0594.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395954273962550722" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SuJH0VDZt4I/AAAAAAAAAkI/97zXFscgQUg/s1600-h/IMG_0593.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SuJH0VDZt4I/AAAAAAAAAkI/97zXFscgQUg/s320/IMG_0593.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395954267873458050" /></a><br />I'm pretty sure that the apple tasted better because I used an apple corer/peeler thingy. Plus, it spiral cuts the whole apple which is even more exciting! I'm going to make tons of apple things now. Of course, my time is limited and the apple sales in the grocery store won't last for much longer.IncogKnitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10000438621118593940noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14796469.post-1421630600851064072009-10-18T18:57:00.004-05:002009-10-18T19:06:34.890-05:00I have just received my first indication that I am in for a very long winter. See the following. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/Stur4r5R06I/AAAAAAAAAjw/41XaAOchW20/s1600-h/IMG_0568.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/Stur4r5R06I/AAAAAAAAAjw/41XaAOchW20/s320/IMG_0568.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394093969050293154" /></a><br />This is what it looks like outside my window. I know it's a bit fuzzy, but the flakes are getting bigger. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/StusWd0sO6I/AAAAAAAAAj4/MmtqNq939vE/s1600-h/IMG_0578.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/StusWd0sO6I/AAAAAAAAAj4/MmtqNq939vE/s320/IMG_0578.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394094480669031330" /></a><br />Usually, the first snow is a great sense of joy for me, but not this year. I absolutely love fall so having Mother Nature work her wiles on the seasons like this is rather disappointing. Sigh...hopefully the winter won't be too terrible. Stay warm everyone!IncogKnitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10000438621118593940noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14796469.post-82932638784024456112009-10-11T10:29:00.002-05:002009-10-11T10:40:05.291-05:00It's been a little over a month since I posted. I suppose you should be updated on why it's been awhile since I posted. I got promoted at work! Woohoo! I then had two weeks of training at another store in New Hampshire. After that I started at my new store and it's now been two weeks since I've been there. I am officially busy now, but mostly because of the amount of time I spend driving to get there. I want to get back into a normal routine since not having one throws me into a loop for certain. I plan on going out today to take some pictures of the beautiful New England foliage before it disappears for another year. <br /> If only it could be fall all the time. Right now all the fall colors are starting to blend and mesh and it's a beautiful burst of color. I absolutely love how the air feels outside as it is crisp and refreshing. Everything seems to be washed away to make way for the dark days of winter. For another month or so we New Englanders get to enjoy the last cookouts, fairs, beach visits, and trips to the park before we dawn our winter gear. While the first snow is always anticipated, the "first snow" happens so frequently that it tends to lose it's luster after a couple of feet of white fluff that seems to make it's trip to our part of the U.S. a more extended stay that we care to enjoy. However, back to autumn. I like passing large maple trees where the entire tree is turning orange and yellow while still being able to drop some of it's beautiful leaves in a heap on the sidewalks. There are piles of leaves that you can shuffle through while making the crinkling noise that is so familiar during this time of year. I remember how raking leaves was always a game. It was so much fun to rake every last leaf in a half mile radius to make a pile big enough for four kids to dive into. Moms and dads everywhere love this outdoor chore because they never have to follow through with it themselves. They can sit back while their children make mess after mess and continue to gather all the leaves again. When all "piles" have been exhausted you must then turn to making the scare crow that will sit on your porch or front stoop through Halloween. I miss these times and I love them. It was simple and it was beautiful. Thank you, Autumn. You remind me why I love you.IncogKnitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10000438621118593940noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14796469.post-36556828261199102222009-09-08T08:55:00.002-05:002009-09-08T09:03:02.044-05:00Lightning Bugs<A HREF= "http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aI4JLa0hbUw">Fireflies</A><br /><br />I cannot stop listening to this song. I love the the meaning behind it. Or rather what I interpret the meaning behind it is. <br /> "I'd get a thousand hugs from ten thousand lightning bugs as they try to teach me how to dacnce". That's my favorite line in the whole song. It just makes me smile. I hope you enjoy it. I can't believe that I'm just discovering Owl City in general. They could become my new favorite group.IncogKnitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10000438621118593940noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14796469.post-19819271856704722502009-09-04T07:43:00.002-05:002009-09-04T07:57:00.536-05:00PromotionSo, three weeks ago I went through a round table interview for the company I work with to become an Assistant Store Manager. It was myself along with 8 other people in my district, two of which are Department Supervisors with myself at the store I work in . I've been waiting for three weeks to hear some news and received it yesterday in the form of a job offer! So in about a week I'll be leaving my store to train in Massachusetts for two weeks and then be placed in my store in New Hampshire. I am very excited and nervous at the prospect of doing this. I feel like this is a big move for me and I feel like I have some clear definition of where I'm going. But I also feel really young. I know that my energy level and my drive are some factors for why I was chosen, so I hope that I will live up to those standards. I don't have any pictures for you guys recently. <br /><br />I'm going to do another post later about my cleaning stuff. Seriously, that book has changed my life! I know it seems silly. I haven't even read all the way through it. I just know that everything I read inspires me to do a little more. It's a slow process, but right now I'm still on track with my kitchen being clean. However, I have realized that good cleaning tools make all the difference in the world, so I definitely need to invest in a better dust mop for in between vacuumings. Thanks you guys for reading in general. Of course, COMMENT! It makes it more exciting when I write. ;)IncogKnitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10000438621118593940noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14796469.post-30370659210362712132009-08-31T07:06:00.003-05:002009-08-31T07:42:47.111-05:00"...due to delayed recall, if they were recalled at all. More often dreams are, of course, forgotten entirely, perhaps due to their (according to Freud) prohibited character." <A HREF"http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dreams">Quote from here</A><br /><br /><br />What do you think it means when you have recurring dreams? The weird thing about my dreams is that only a portion of my dream and some large element of it has been changed or altered in some way. In fact, this morning I was having a stressful dream in which I was asked to retake a test which was actually a puzzle that I had to solve again even though I had already done it correctly once. The professor wanted me to do it again although he saw me do it and state that he believed I cheated. For some reason, in my dream, I knew that he had a crush on me and he just wanted to see me a bit longer. I was completely aggravated and angry with him for doing this to me as the puzzle was rather difficult and I had a partner the first time. However, the recurring part of my dream was actually a location of a store in which I had been in in my dreams before. The outside of the building and what the store was selling had changed dramatically. The other stores surrounding it weren't exactly the same and the town in which it was residing was more run down than it had been in a previous dream. It seems weird to say that because the entire location is completely fictional to begin with, but I know it was the same location. <br /><br /> <br />The length of my dreams has always been of particular interest to myself as I have had them described before as "epics". This seems fitting only because I recall my dreams with a lot of clarity and detail when I wake up. Many times if I just think about it when I wake up I will not forget the dream during the day. <br /><br /><A HREF"http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dreams">Dreams referenced here</A><br />"REM sleep episodes and the dreams that accompany them lengthen progressively across the night, with the first episode being shortest, of approximately 10–12 minutes duration, and the second and third episodes increasing to 15–20 minutes."<br /><br />A lot of the research I have done on dreams leads me to believe that it's impossible to determine any one thing about them. You can't determine if they are real, prophecies, manifestations of our waking lives, gods talking to us, fantasies, or even the subconscious trying to tell us something. Since most people don't remember their dreams to begin with, it seems unlikely that it could be most of the above factors. <br /><br />I have taken to recording some of my stranger dreams in a journal to look back at some day and ponder. The thing is that I remember a lot of my dreams to begin with and I can recall them to mind pretty quickly. It's just that I tend to remember the longer dreams. I also generally have 3 repeating elements in my dreams. <br />1. Running. Most of the time I'm running away from something. If I'm not running away from something I'm running to catch up to some thing or some event. I generally wake up very exhausted after these dreams and I'm usually in bed early when I have these dreams so it's a bit counter productive.<br />2. Water. Floods, rain, swimming, fish tanks, sinks, oceans, rivers, waterfalls, you name it I've dreamt about it. Something dangerous is happening when there is water around. I don't always realize it right away (unless of course it's a flood) either.<br />3. Fighting with women. This one doesn't always happen in my dreams but it is common enough that I have to mention it. I feel like I'm almost hostile with the women in my dreams. Not always mind you, but generally. We just have huge arguments and they're the kind where the other person won't listen to a word you're saying. I feel frustrated in my dreams and wake up frustrated. Which can be frustrating. I haven't had one of those in awhile which I think is a GREAT thing, but I do wonder what that means in real life.<br /><br />I have a real system of belief for my dreams and feel that they hold some deeper meaning that I'm not seeing. I don't often have happy dreams so I feel like they are my subconscious mind telling me that I'm stressed and that there is an element of my life that I need to let go of or work on. My mind is telling me to relax but I'm definitely not listening. I could be way off base, but this is what I've come up with for now. <br /><br />Does anybody else dream as vividly as I do? Seriously, I dream constantly and consistently. Let me know what you guys think about my latest dream.IncogKnitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10000438621118593940noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14796469.post-36198269263790390892009-08-22T22:04:00.002-05:002009-08-22T22:10:49.142-05:00Ms. Clean if you pleaseI can't believe it's been a week since I posted last. That's ridiculous in and of itself. I have decided, however, to dub myself Ms. Clean because Mr. Clean needs a babe and clearly that will be me. I have come so far with my cleaning endeavors in only a week and a half. Seriously, you would be amazed. I forgot to take before pictures so you could truly be in awe, but I'll take some tomorrow before I get all deep into it. I plan on cleaning up the last portions of my apartment and then adding finishing touches on it. I have a whole box of pictures that need to be put on my walls. <br /><br />All of this cleaning is so I can make a life time change. I want to be organized enough to lessen my stress. There is absolutely no need for me to come home and feel more stress. The funny thing is that majority of my apartment is clean and I did get this overwhelming sense to want to mess it up. Just like the book said, I am creating this order and I'm afraid I won't have anything to do. The good part is that I didn't mess it up. I kept reminding myself how I wanted to create some free time by keeping things tidy. By me keeping my apartment in top shape I can actually start sewing regularly. I know when I have my craft space completely set up that will be another challenge for me, but I'm willing to face that head on. Wait until tomorrow when I post some good pictures for you.IncogKnitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10000438621118593940noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14796469.post-53552095937216686462009-08-16T18:13:00.004-05:002009-08-16T18:22:17.128-05:00Women don't sweat, they glistenI definitely glistened today in Maine's 90 degree weather. Mostly especially because I accomplished THIS:<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SoiUEAIMwTI/AAAAAAAAAjA/iEZ9QrxxlL4/s1600-h/IMG_0481.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SoiUEAIMwTI/AAAAAAAAAjA/iEZ9QrxxlL4/s320/IMG_0481.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370705352114094386" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SoiUEqzllRI/AAAAAAAAAjI/qS9Tig8fb-M/s1600-h/IMG_0486.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SoiUEqzllRI/AAAAAAAAAjI/qS9Tig8fb-M/s320/IMG_0486.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370705363570365714" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SoiUFCwmW2I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/CqG_gl1EenM/s1600-h/IMG_0489.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SoiUFCwmW2I/AAAAAAAAAjQ/CqG_gl1EenM/s320/IMG_0489.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370705370000284514" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SoiUFquleDI/AAAAAAAAAjY/R6fYYdl-P1s/s1600-h/IMG_0490.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/SoiUFquleDI/AAAAAAAAAjY/R6fYYdl-P1s/s320/IMG_0490.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370705380729255986" /></a><br /><br />I can't believe I have finally finished cleaning my kitchen. I know it seems like a small feat, but I am genuinely excited about it. The <A HREF "http://www.borders.com/online/store/TitleDetail?type=0&catalogId=10001&simple=1&defaultSearchView=List&keyword=messie+s+manual&LogData=%5Bsearch%3A+173%2Cparse%3A+230%5D&searchData=%7BproductId%3Anull%2Csku%3Anull%2Ctype%3A0%2Csort%3Anull%2CcurrPage%3A1%2CresultsPerPage%3A25%2CsimpleSearch%3Atrue%2Cnavigation%3A0%2CmoreValue%3Anull%2CcoverView%3Afalse%2Curl%3Arpp%3D25%26view%3D2%26all_search%3Dmessie%2Bs%2Bmanual%26type%3D0%26nav%3D0%26simple%3Dtrue%2Cterms%3A%7Ball_search%3Dmessie+s+manual%7D%7D&storeId=13551&sku=0800759796&ddkey=http:SearchResults">book</A> that I've been reading has really turned my thinking around. I know that in about 30 days I'll have some better cleaning habits and while I wish it were sooner I'm making a commitment to this change. I never knew how difficult it could be to be so messy all the time. For all you clean people out there you have absolutely no idea what I'm talking about, but for the rest of us, it's a bitch! More to follow as I progress in my new endeavors!IncogKnitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10000438621118593940noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14796469.post-1251174808153851872009-08-15T08:04:00.004-05:002009-08-15T08:49:47.880-05:00Messies are CreativeI am going to take control of my life. What that means is that I'm going to control the mess in my home and not let it control me. A few days ago I was reading one of my favorite blogs and she had a whole post about <A HREF= "http://blairpeter.typepad.com/weblog/2009/08/the-art-of-cleaning.html">cleaning</A> and what she does to control it. I'm a fan of natural cleaning and I try to only use natural products when I do get around to cleaning. It's nice to have so many alternatives to traditional chemicals. They smell fresher and I'm not worried about ingesting or inhaling the smells while I'm in such close contact to dirty surfaces. I read some of the comments that people left on this particular post and was pleased to discover some books about being messy. I know that books about organization are out there as I've worked for a <A HREF "www.bn.com">bookstore</A> before, but I never paid any attention to them. I remember the Home section being one of my favorites while everyone I knew despised it. A part from that though I find the allure of being able to make something messy clean again very appealing. The book that I discovered and purchased is called <A HREF "http://www.amazon.com/Messies-Manual-Complete-Bringing-Beauty/dp/0800759796/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1250342285&sr=8-1">The Messies Manual: A Complete Guide to Bringing Order to Your Home</A>.<br /><br />This is a very eye opening book for me. This book identifies my problems with messiness so that I can change my way of thinking to keep a better home. It might sound a bit <A HREF "http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fubar">fubar</A>, but this book is all about me! For some people cleaning and house keeping is a natural part of who they are and for some of us, like myself, it is ALWAYS a struggle. It's not that I enjoy being messy or that I don't know how to clean, but the way that I go about doing it inhibits my progress of maintaining it. I'm going to identify a few things for you so you know where I'm coming from. <br /><br />I'm considered a "Perfectionis Messie" and a "Clean Messie". I find it difficult to start a task because I want it to be perfect, but in deciding how I want to approach it, I never start the cleaning to begin with. So in that sense it just sits there the way it has always been looking grimy. The second part is that when I actually do clean, I only half complete things. If I do laundry I feel good about it because at least I have clean laundry, but it may not be folded and put away. Just like dishes, they may be washed and out on the counter and that's what counts in my head. So I've identified what stops me from achieving my goal of a clean home, but moving forward is difficult. The bottom line is that after starting to read this book I feel like I can finally understand how to control the mess!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/Soa5UNp6AOI/AAAAAAAAAi4/14v3n2ejXtI/s1600-h/IMG_0467.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2P87H3jKX-4/Soa5UNp6AOI/AAAAAAAAAi4/14v3n2ejXtI/s320/IMG_0467.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370183362599846114" /></a> I finally started some more dishes yesterday. Feels good, too. <br /><br />I discovered two other books that I would like to buy some other day that will help in controlling this horrendousness I live in. <br />*<A HREF "http://www.amazon.com/Home-Comforts-Science-Keeping-House/dp/0743272862/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1250343477&sr=1-1">Home Comforts: The Art and Science of Keeping House</A><br />*<A HREF "http://www.amazon.com/Better-Basics-Home-Simple-Solutions/dp/0609803255/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1250343541&sr=1-1">Better Basics for the Home</A><br /><br /><HR><br />As I was browsing in <A HREF "www.borders.com">Borders</A> yesterday, I came across some magazines that I found appealing. I am, as you know attracted to all things earth friendly and these titles caught my eye. I have no idea how long they've been around, but I like the idea of them.<br /><br />*<A HREF "http://www.simplyhandmademag.blogspot.com/">Simply Handmade</A> (apparently hasn't been published in awhile)<br />* Green Craft Magazine (I can't find this one online. This was the most appealing as the ink, paper, and look of the magazine was recycled. No glossy pictures and all matte.) <br />*<A HREF "http://www.stampington.com/html/altered_couture.html">Altered Couture</A> <br />* <A HREF "http://www.readymade.com/">Ready Made</A> (Okay, not new to me, but I love it anyway)<br /><br />Thanks for stopping by!IncogKnitohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10000438621118593940noreply@blogger.com1