Select Comfort beds are great!! Till they deflate in the middle of the night.

      We have a select comfort bed. You know the one, “choose your sleep number and you will sleep like a baby all night.” I have to say over all we have been very happy with it. Mike had trouble with his back and it really has done him a lot of good. That is, until it deflated in the middle of the night. Then, we were not so pleased with it! We went to bed and suddenly Mike says “umm something is not right here!” I looked over at him and he is lying on the bottom. Not for those of you who do not have this type of bed let me explain it is like a waterbed only it has chambers filled with air. Ours has two separate sides so we can each set our own side to the level we want.
     We got up, about 1 am, and investigated the problem. Yup his side had a hole and would not hold air. I offered to sleep on the couch and let him sleep on my side but he refused because he said it was the wrong side and he could not sleep there. You may notice that my husband does not flex well. I found a thin mattress we had rolled up from an old pullout sofa and put that in the hole so we could get to sleep. The next day I called and talked to several people at customer services, who were all very apologetic when I told them that Mike deflated and fell into the hole during the night. Mike said it was nice of them to feel bad for him but they all got a good night’s sleep! Well long story short, we have a new air chamber coming, but it will be about a week. In the mean time I had to find something to fill the hole under the meager mattress I put down. Mike did not sleep well, I may have mentioned that he does not flex well.
     Mike looked around our room and decided we should try to use the piles of jeans I have stacked in every conceivable space. I have these because I had decided a while ago to do recycled jean crafts. That went well for a while and then I of course moved on to something else and still had lots of jeans, people still bring me some cuz I guess they think I will again get back to doing something with them. Maybe someday I could cut them into strips and make rugs out of them, that was one of the plans, or quilt them together to make a blanket for the dog, ohh ohh, I know… but I seem to have lost the original thought of my post….. Oh yeah the bed, so we filled the hole with some jeans and so far it actually worked. See there are reasons to keep stuff around because you never know when it will come in handy!

Who am I????

      I started to write a post about whom I am and as I started writing, the words just started flowing. I have to admit when I finished I was a little surprised at the list I had. Here is my list and they don't seem to be in any particular order of importance.

Who am I???

A wife, a mother of teenagers, a teacher, a care giver, a taxi, a loan officer, a woman, a daughter, a sister, a friend, a pet owner, a massage therapist, a healer, a crocheter, a needle felter, a fiber artist, a designer, a crochet instructor, a craft show vendor, a crafter, a list maker, a family member, a peace keeper, a warden, a line judge, a cook, a dishwasher, a waitress, a blog writer, a pattern designer, a US citizen, a voter, a book reader, a TV watcher, a “goofy” hat wearer, a child of the 60’s, a diplomat, a singer in the car, an occasional junk food binger, a yarn addict, a “stuff” collector, a hoarder, a beader, a scrap booker, a stamper, a quilter, a theatre student, a story teller, a mime artist, an Ex-Mountain Dew addict, an Ex-smoker, and occasional drinker, a girl scout, an art teacher, a craft Nazi, a colorful person, a betty boop collector, a wearer of purple, a blonde, a brunette, a red head, a purple haired chick, a tattooed woman, a gadget junky, a salesperson, a volunteer, a maid, a laundry attendant, a music listeners, a blues fester, an organizer, a camper,

 a bag lady, a ……

I do not know if I have fully decided who or what I will be when I grow up so I do not think my list is complete yet. I am sure there are some among you who could add to my list.

I encourage you to take a few minutes out of your hectic day to make a list like this for yourself, I think you will find it very revealing.

The Saga of the new computer....

     Ok, so I had to get the new computer because the boy child, who will at this point remain nameless, dropped the old laptop and I have come to understand they do not bounce well. I had decided I was going to take on this project of a blog and a book but the missing element was a computer. I figured out my price range, talked to husband Michael, my computer guru, and went to Best Buy to see what was available to me. Now I know how much I need to save and what I need in a computer. I found “the One”, the perfect computer that meets all my needs.
      After a couple of weeks I put it all together; on a warm Saturday afternoon I was ready to make the commitment. With cash in hand, and excitement to get started I bribed Mike with lunch to go to Best Buy with me and get my new computer. We went in and stood around for a while looking for a person in a blue shirt to help us and they told us they were all sold out of “THE ONE”. The perfect computer I had picked out, it had all the computery (yes I realize this is not really a word, but I like it) stuff I needed, memory, processor speed, stuff I don’t know what it means but the guru said was good, I was crushed! We went to Texas Roadhouse; the new restaurant in town, cuz Mike still got his lunch. I had a Legendary Margarita the size of my head. It helped a little. Mike said “don’t worry; it will be in the ad tomorrow so they will have to have them then.” He got up and went to Best Buy Sunday morning to be there at opening and guess what, they are still out of them. I did not want to go this time just in case! See? I was right. They promised him they were getting lots of them in on Monday night’s truck.
      I went again with cash in hand and high hopes in my heart on Tuesday and……. Yes! Yes! Yes! They had them. Long story short, well as short as I can make them, I got a new computer for my new venture and a very good margarita the size of my head.

Yes, I actuall took a photo of my margarita!

Is this thing on????

Is this thing on??  I seem to be posting but they just don't show.  My blog or my computer are against me I am not sure which.

My 10 reasons I plan to blog about crochet, yarn, patterns, life, whatever happens to be on my mind at the time.

10. The yarn, the yarn, the yarn! I learned how to knit and crochet in the 70’s. Oh how far the world of fiber has come since that time. (More on this subject at another time.)

9. Organization: Maybe if I write about my life, my crochet, my patterns, my yarn stash, my wips, I can actually get some control and organization over all of those things. Remember I said “Maybe” so don’t quote me on this in a year when my wips and stash have doubled in size with no end in sight.

8. Sisterhood: I know there are other crocheters out there in the big bad scary world of knitters who feel left out and abandoned. Sisters unite!

7. Feedback: On patterns, yarns, life…….. Sometimes it seems like we have complete control of our own little universe and know all the answers and other times we just need to hear from others that we are not alone in the world.

6. A family who understand fiber: I love my husband and kids with all my heart but sometimes they just don’t get it. I will sigh in frustration over a stitch I cannot get or show great excitement over a particular yarn I have found and bless their hearts they try to feign excitement or sympathize with me but I know they are really thinking that this might be the time mom has really lost it and they should remove all sharp objects from my vicinity and call the men in white coats who will give me happy pills and a really nice soft room to play in.

5. Focused Attention: Maybe just maybe, there I go again with the high hopes, I can become more focused on a particular project and see it through till completion. I dream of the day I actually have only 1 or 2 wips (works in progress) sitting around staring at me, asking in that hurt tone of voice, WHY? Why have you moved on and started other things? What can I do to regain your interest? You were so excited to start me, remember? The feel of the yarn caressing your fingers as it slipped past onto the hook, the excitement of the new stitch you could not wait to try. You did not even do a gauge swatch because you were too excited to start me and now I ask why? Why have I slipped behind the couch, where I will live with the partial skeins and heaps of dog hair until the day comes when you lose the remote and have to move the furniture? Oops I seem to have digressed a little there.

4. My Love of Crochet: I love to crochet and it seems that I am always learning. Even if I have done the same pattern several times I always learn something new. I love to try new things and learn from others.

3. A book: Have I really lost mind this time??? That is a question I guess we will have to answer in the future. I want to write a crochet book to share the wonderful secrets I have learned by doings things the hard way. Believe me, there are hard ways to do things and there are easy ways, why I tend to do the hard way first I really am not sure; I figure it is all a learning process. I hope to help others to avoid some of the pitfalls along the way. I also want to share with others the patterns I write.

2. Accountability: As I have said I plan to put together a book of crochet patterns and words of wisdom. I have great intentions a lot of the time but I need to be held accountable. So this is my accountability, even if it is to a nameless, faceless entity out there.

1. I got a new computer: I had to get a new computer for my new ventures. I will tell you more about this in another post. It is kind of a long short story.