I am sure anyone out there that has read this blog (if there are any of you) is probably thinking "why the knittin' kitten?" Other than me, only those very close to me could answer that...my dream is to one day have a very successful business in knitwear for people and pets. I love to knit! Unfortunately, lately I have not been so motivated to pick up the needles. Why?? I started asking myself that yesterday...and I got angry at myself about it. Why has something I love so much become a mundane thing. Oh yeah...because I am looking at it as work. I have always been of the personality that sees anything work related is absolutely not good enough for my spare time. I have to make it fun again...hobby? I remember you! So I picked up a pencil and starting drawing/plotting out new designs. Happy to say, I have come up with a hat idea that I love on paper. Hopefully it will execute well in yarn. I am going to start tonight. I will be posting once it's all done. Until then...
Your in love again kitten,
Mindy
Friday, February 22, 2008
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Weddin' in the Dirty South
So this morning I was getting ready for work, and it dawned on me...holy guacamole! I am moving in just a little over two months! You know that feeling you get when you have been putting something off and finally come to the realization that you cannot put it off anymore, and then the panic sets in. I have felt this way too many times in my life to count. For some reason the lesson is never learned.
I am sure most of you are thinking...2 months is a ton of time. However, I am not just moving across town. I am moving across many states from Brooklyn, NY to Austin, TX. And on top of it all, I must plan a wedding. Granted, this will be a very small wedding in comparison to most of the monstrosities that happen, but it's still a wedding, and every girl knows how much of an ordeal weddings tend to be. Every time one starts planning, they say "this is our wedding...we will do what we want and invite who we want." To that I say, "WHATEVER!!" The wedding is about keeping people happy and making sure they have fun. For example, planning the guest list with my boyfriend (I refuse to say such an ewwie word as fiancee) has turned into a discussion of...well, if we invite this friend, we will need to invite this person so that friend has someone to hang out with, and if we invite this uncle, then we will have to invite that aunt because we don't want dad (brother of said aunt and uncle) to be upset or given a hard time by the family. And so it begins...the major ordeal. Thankfully, I do have a very supportive boyfriend and fantastic best friend, Reagan Weaver (my maid of honor). Sadly, she lives in a far away place called Oxford, MS. Ugh...I miss her so!!
After the minor stress-out of this morning was over, I came to the realization that just as all things have happened in my life so far, it will all come together...although I'm sure not without a few freak outs, internal screaming fits, and long stress relieving workouts. Hey, maybe I will lose that pesky 10 lbs my body seems to want to hang onto. Gotta see the bright side somehow, right?
I am sure most of you are thinking...2 months is a ton of time. However, I am not just moving across town. I am moving across many states from Brooklyn, NY to Austin, TX. And on top of it all, I must plan a wedding. Granted, this will be a very small wedding in comparison to most of the monstrosities that happen, but it's still a wedding, and every girl knows how much of an ordeal weddings tend to be. Every time one starts planning, they say "this is our wedding...we will do what we want and invite who we want." To that I say, "WHATEVER!!" The wedding is about keeping people happy and making sure they have fun. For example, planning the guest list with my boyfriend (I refuse to say such an ewwie word as fiancee) has turned into a discussion of...well, if we invite this friend, we will need to invite this person so that friend has someone to hang out with, and if we invite this uncle, then we will have to invite that aunt because we don't want dad (brother of said aunt and uncle) to be upset or given a hard time by the family. And so it begins...the major ordeal. Thankfully, I do have a very supportive boyfriend and fantastic best friend, Reagan Weaver (my maid of honor). Sadly, she lives in a far away place called Oxford, MS. Ugh...I miss her so!!
After the minor stress-out of this morning was over, I came to the realization that just as all things have happened in my life so far, it will all come together...although I'm sure not without a few freak outs, internal screaming fits, and long stress relieving workouts. Hey, maybe I will lose that pesky 10 lbs my body seems to want to hang onto. Gotta see the bright side somehow, right?
Friday, February 15, 2008
Girl Power
So it all starts with a fabulous weekend hanging out with my gal pals Reagan and Katie. They came from different parts of the US to see me in Brooklyn. This was to be the home base for our weekend of girl power...meaning yes, we went to see the spice girls on their reunion tour!
It was so great! Aside from the fact that we were surrounded by adolescent girls in which the meaning of "girl power" was completely lost, (as you can see, we were utterly disgusted)
we were singing, dancing, screaming along with the girl pop icons of our late teens/early twenties.
More than just the concert, I was able to take two of my most favorite gal pals to my most favorite haunts of New York City. We went to Lombardi's (the best pizza in the US), Rice to Riches (every flavor of rice pudding you can imagine), the Fluevog store (my favorite shoes, Reagan bought 1 pair, I bought 2!), and the Brooklyn Inn (home to most of my Friday nights and Tom the bartender that makes a mean cocktail!!).
To me, it is the best feeling in the world when something I love, becomes a love to the people I love. Confusing yes, but doesn't it make complete sense?
If you would like more info on the weekend, you can also go to reag's blog...
http://reagansblog.blogspot.com/
It was so great! Aside from the fact that we were surrounded by adolescent girls in which the meaning of "girl power" was completely lost, (as you can see, we were utterly disgusted)
we were singing, dancing, screaming along with the girl pop icons of our late teens/early twenties.
More than just the concert, I was able to take two of my most favorite gal pals to my most favorite haunts of New York City. We went to Lombardi's (the best pizza in the US), Rice to Riches (every flavor of rice pudding you can imagine), the Fluevog store (my favorite shoes, Reagan bought 1 pair, I bought 2!), and the Brooklyn Inn (home to most of my Friday nights and Tom the bartender that makes a mean cocktail!!).
To me, it is the best feeling in the world when something I love, becomes a love to the people I love. Confusing yes, but doesn't it make complete sense?
If you would like more info on the weekend, you can also go to reag's blog...
http://reagansblog.blogspot.com/
Thursday, February 14, 2008
All the news that's fit to print...
Happy Valentine's Day, readersYou know, I'm so glad I work from home and I don't have to see those really smug girls on the tube clutching bouquets of red roses. Yes, because I am bitter, thank you for asking.It's been a tough couple of weeks, overshadowed by grief and loss, but I'm climbing out of the hole and have many things to tell you.The first is that the third book in the Fashionistas
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