The day 'keepin' it real Kim' died.

WARNING: Almost no knitting content, but what's new.

I have had many stages in my knitting life. The knit the same scarf over and over stage, the I enjoy buying yarn more than actually knitting stage, the always knit for others stage and currently, the I'm trying to stick with continental knitting phase.
Perhaps living in this neighborhood is just a phase. Don't get me wrong I deeply love the southwedge and I am a proud member of the NUTS. For the most part I have wonderful neighbors that maintain their properties and care about making the hod a nice place to live. Yet, after reflecting on some of the events since I moved here I may be all done with this hood. First there was the cockroach incident where neighbors had been evicted and their home had been condemned on account of the cockroaches. Cockroaches in the fall in the Northeast???!!! As they were exteiminated they migrated from house to house until frost came.
In May I got a beautiful dog during my I'm sad and want something to love phase. In August my dog was attacked by a neighbors loose unlicensed pit bull that by the grace of God I was able to break up. Wednesday morning it happened for a second time. My negligent neighbors still haven't licensed the dog, yet pleaded that I not call animal control because they "love" their dog so much. With some help from BinetI most certainly did call and file a deposition. I still have to testify in court and I'm not sure what I want the results to be besides that it never happens again. And I suppose it is not my business. It's just my business to testify and turn it over to the legal system.

I"m prepared to get responses that pit bulls get a bad wrap with all the breed specific legislation going on, but in my experience none of the german sheperds or labs or border collies have ever acted aggressively toward me or Bert. I have met a very darling pit bull that had a very responsible owner. I'm not against the breed pit bulls. I am against this dogs negligent owners. After his owner pulled him off my dog she cursed at it and kicked it. I actually feel quite badly for it.

To summarize my blathering I may be ready to move on now. I'm just about all done keeping it real. There are places you can live that don't attract low lives or so wealthy that they don't live in reality. But I'm attracted to extremes, even socioeconomically. My father grew up in an incredibly wealthy environment and my Mom didn't have running water in her house until she was 14 year old. I've heard of middle class and a middle ground i just don't have a lot of experience with it. So my new goal is to pursue some middle class neighborhood to live in with space for my dog to roam and my dangerous cat to lounge in. I'd love to find a place with a strong neighborhood association just like the Hickory Street nuts. So in the spirit of middle ground I"m going to knt with some Lornas laces Lion and lamb. 50% wool 50% silk.

jet set

bootie, originally uploaded by kimmiecashie.

Knit these puppies up in a hurry for Shannon's baby shower this weekend. I used some angora blend I had stashed. They knit up quickly on size 5 double points with a free pattern called Angel Booties I found on ravelry.

On account of things not going as planned and cheap airfare, I ended up flying to the shower in Boston for a just a day. On the way there I thought a how much I don't travel as much as I used to. If I were having a bad week I'd call up my friend Aaron and just take off for the weekend. I had so few responsibilities and endless time. I was a lil envious of my old self until i remembered how miserable I was. Drinking at night to unwind and ingesting massive amount of caffeine in the morning to gear up. Running from nothing and everything. I love my boring life. I can't just take off on a whim especially with the dog. I'm not sure if impulsive travel is even an option anymore. Well not impulsive flights. With all this no liquids nonsense. After I got a TSA pat down in a separate room I conclude air travel is anything but glam these days.

It was nice to see Shannon. Holy crap she certainly blossomed at 40 lbs heavier than the last time I saw her. I knew this was probably the last time I'll see her for awhile. I almost never get to see her and with a baby I know it won't happen any time soon.

I sat on the plane looking forward t getting home and spending time with my animals. Although I certainly haven't settled down to the extent of pregnant Shannon or most of my college friends I couldn't wait to get home to my boring little life.

knitting decisions

Resolution can be defined as:

a song included in Nick Lachey's sophomore solo album What's Left of Me, which was released in 2006.

or this: a decision to do something or to behave in a certain manner.

I personally hate new years resolutions. I kinda hate new years too. I just reflect on the past year and if I happen to be in a foul mood( which I am) I get all bummed about what hasn't been accomplished and "resolve" to do a bajillion and one things better in which I fail during week one and feel crummier than I did before.

This time of year is a time for some anniversaries for moi. I have lived in Rochester for 3 years this month. I have also been knitting for 3 years. Because of knitting, I have met wonderful and interesting people. For that I'm very grateful. I also took a looksy at a list I made a few years back titles 100 things to do before I die. I was pleased I actually have a few to check off including: quit caffeine, stay in Alanon for at least 1 year, announce my resignation as bridesmaid, get buried in the sand, get a dog and learn continental knitting. There are quite a few I will probably never complete such as kiss Luke Wilson. And some I should really get on, like make that dentist appointment. After all this, I feel, well, more hopeful and I'm pleased I have a clean slate in 2008. Most of my problems with things in life are in the semantics. Like I just don't like what I associate with the word resolution. So after looking up the word resolution I'm pleased to find that it is a decision. I'm comfortable with the word decision. I make decisions all the time. Some good, some bad, but at the end of the day no one is dead and I've learned something. So here are my new years decisions:
1) I decide to figure out how to turn off that alarm on my watch that goes off every night at 8:56 PM.
2) Considering it has taken me years to find a church that gels with my values, I decide to attend more regularly.
3) I decide to Knit continentally. I just ever stick with it long enough to not feel completely uncomfortable doing it.
4) I decide to be less of a knitting wussy. Just yesterday I decided against a patern because I was intimidated by the term 'double knitting'.
5) I decide to knit 2 projects at a time. I'll never be a one project at time gal. I'm a knitting floozy. I'm kay with that. But I would like to see something actually finished too.

I am a giant work in progress and could go one forever with decisions but for now this will do.