the everyday adventures of sabrina

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nothing like a call to the vet to inquire about a possible symptom your cat is exhibiting, resulting in a “you need to bring him in RIGHT NOW” and a zip home followed by mad cat snatching and a zip back downtown to the vet, where the cat is pronounced in good health (for a 16 year old diabetic cat who’s really a little cranky about all this getting stuffed in the kitty carrier and hauled off to the vet, lately), to really get your adrenaline going.

followed by when i got home, i pulled in to park in front of my house and my car got stuck, like a snowdrift, in the gravel pit the water department left us in place of asphalt lately. *facepalm*

next week, on As The Catbox Turns: insulin injections! (assuming his blood sugar doesn’t miraculously come down, uh, 350 mg/dL in the next few days.)

minion!

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a poacher is niqui!

hrmpf.

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Dear IRS:

In a year that you have collected $2,120,000,000,000 ($2.12 trillion), “the most revenue any government in the history of the world has ever collected” … I don’t care if the government overspent its income by another $150bn:

I WANT MY 2006 REFUND BACK, ALREADY!

crankily,
–sabrina

this drives me absolutely up the wall. it’s so ridiculously simple, and yet people cannot grasp this — and their failure actually contradicts what they are actually trying to do. people. it’s not hard:

WHEN YOU DISPLAY THE UNITED STATES FLAG ON A VEHICLE, SUCH AS AN AUTOMOBILE, THE UNION (that’s the blue part) GOES ON THE UPPER CORNER IN THE DIRECTION OF TRAVEL.

yes, i know it looks funny that way, when you have the flag “backwards” on the right side of a vehicle. but really, that’s correct. they even have a name for it. it’s the “reversed flag.” you see, the flag is supposed to look as though it is flying in the wind, and that means that the union is on an imaginary staff at the front of the car, boat, airplane, or CTA rail car, causing the “wind” (from the motion of the vehicle) to “blow” the flag backwards. if you don’t believe me, look at the starboard side of Air Force One, for god’s sake.

i am also really sick of people who put a flag on their car and let it fly in all conditions until it’s shredded to ribbons and destroyed, which is just completely wrong (and not to mention it’s a pretty obvious lack of respect, unlike the reverse flag which i suppose, if you didn’t grow up in illinois and weren’t forced to pass an exam on how to treat the flag in order to leave the 8th grade, you might conceivably have missed the memo on — unless you’re the guy who’s painting the flags on things, in which case you really ought to have read the freaking rules). and don’t get me started on people who fly their flags at night without lighting (also completely and obviously wrong).

i am just tired of people displaying the flag completely and flagrantly wrong. i think it’s nice that you like to show your support for the US by displaying the flag… but you gotta do it right, or it’s pointless and disrespectful, which was — i’m just guessing here — probably not your intent.

please. for pity’s sake. don’t make me come over there and sic the American Legion on you.

So, yesterday I journeyed up north to the faraway land of Rosemont, IL to visit Stitches Midwest. This was, for you non-knitters out there, me voluntarily giving up hours of time, $11 to park, and $8 for admission for the opportunity to go shopping and effectively light my budget on fire and throw it out the window. However, it was not an ordinary shopping expedition. It was yarn as far as the eye could see. Specialty yarn shops from all across the nation and Canada, with all sorts of interesting and intriguing things. I was surprised to see that there was so very little spinning stuff about, but there certainly was yarn aplenty. I was only there for 3 or 3.5 hours, and still only covered about 3/4 of the floor… and a lot of the time, I was surfing through booths pretty casually, trying not to spend a lot of time in any one place.

so here’s the haul:

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12 skeins of Berroco Peruvia, in a colorway called Cayenne. it’s actually a chocolatey brown with some red and green elements. i plan to make a sweater from it, perhaps an Ariann. (This was the big impulse buy of the day. Hey, it was discounted, and there’s no way I could have gotten 12 skeins of the same dye lot from my LYS…)

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3 skeins of Valley Yarns Northampton in Chocolate, and 1 ball of Valley Yarns Valley Superwash in Rose. I plan to make a matching hat and scarf out of these, to match my new midlength pink wool boucle winter coat that I found on sale for absurd% off a week ago.

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2 skeins of handpainted sock yarn from Shelridge Farm, in Ontario. For socks. For that is what I do with sock yarn.

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And finally, 2 skeins of Koigu Painter’s Palette Premium Merino, handpainted in shades of burgundy-purple, which I quite liked for maybe making a pair of Bellatrix.

And finally, I picked up some goodies for a friend, and then I also took advantage of the opportunity to shop for my SP11 spoilee, and picked up several things that I hope he or she might enjoy. So that kind of takes the edge off in terms of having to shop for yarn to put in the presents. Oh, I probably will still shop for more yarn, but I’m feeling pretty impressed with my bargaintacularity. Also, this leaves me more time to come up with ideas for things to make myself for the gift boxes.

Last, I will leave you with more yarn:

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Knitpicks Felici yarn in Hummingbird, which I knew I needed some of as soon as I saw Kim’s socks made from Felici, because what I really need in life is more sock yarn to knit up.

And a picture of the skeins I’ve most recently handspun:

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On the top is 191 yards of the Cherry Blossom Border Leicester/mohair top that I got at the Midwest Fiber and Folk Art Fair. I Navajo-plied it to try and retain the color changes. And on the bottom is 318 yards of 2-ply, from Brown Sheep mill ends roving which I carded at Kim’s house and then she sent me home with the batts, and I then spun up on my Babe Production Wheel.