tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-69509597093741037462024-03-13T23:36:19.976-07:00PJ's RepositoryComplete miscellany...family, friends, fitness, cooking, knitting, sewing, Westies, travel, baseball, Bend...PJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929560358775319921noreply@blogger.comBlogger74125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950959709374103746.post-25262627887593564272011-01-13T11:21:00.000-08:002011-01-14T09:33:50.263-08:00Quiet On The Western Front.Hi! Remember me?
About three months ago, I was reviewing blog entries and thinking that my blog is a bit stale...boring...so-so. I thought I should probably find some new topics/projects in the areas of knitting, family, baseball, etc. to write about.
Then, in late September/October, I took off on vacation with my DH to visit family while they're spending a year in Alabama. WePJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929560358775319921noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950959709374103746.post-58884148530766963842010-11-06T11:28:00.000-07:002010-11-06T11:28:03.144-07:00Baby Blanket Bingo. Knitters: Chime in, please!I've been perusing Ravelry, and while I love all the sorting and sifting capabilities of the site to narrow down what I'm looking for, the choices still seem to overwhelm. I'm getting ready to start some new projects, and a baby blanket is among them. I'm not looking for anything too elaborate; just something cuddly and warm that will keep my interest.
I'd love to hear from my PJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929560358775319921noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950959709374103746.post-51793880926139347132010-09-23T06:00:00.000-07:002010-09-23T06:00:03.324-07:00And so it begins.No, I did not spray paint these.PJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929560358775319921noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950959709374103746.post-41152169274536758292010-09-20T18:57:00.000-07:002010-09-20T18:57:15.665-07:00Holding on.I'm holding on to the last gasps of summer, not ready for it to leave. The calendar and the temperature are saying otherwise, though, so I guess I'll try to be a big girl and deal with it. One of my coping mechanisms will probably be food.
While I probably should have shared this recipe with you weeks ago (you know: when your tomatoes were starting to ripen, rather than when you would be getting PJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929560358775319921noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950959709374103746.post-3602950241930696792010-09-15T12:20:00.000-07:002010-09-15T12:20:50.727-07:00We interrupt this blog for a little venting.It's times like these when I wish details didn't matter so much to me.
I started to cut out a bag this morning using this beautiful Amy Butler print from the Midwest Modern collection. I've always loved this print; it's so vibrant and dramatic, isn't it?
I took great pains to center the motif and ensure it was vertically straight. But apparently, either I didn't get enough sleep PJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929560358775319921noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950959709374103746.post-47115155153499892632010-09-14T07:44:00.000-07:002010-09-14T07:44:11.014-07:00Seamstress. Sewist. Sewer. Ugh.Photo courtesy Museum of American Heritage.
I don't like any of them.
The names, I mean.
I know many individuals who sew--myself included--and I like them just fine. But none of these titles works for me.
Seamstress: Sounds like I should be sitting at a treadle machine--or maybe even with just a needle and thread--with an oil lamp lighting my way. Very Little PJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929560358775319921noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950959709374103746.post-35192619529110691392010-09-13T08:00:00.000-07:002010-09-13T12:10:45.368-07:00iNamored.I've been looking at it for at least three months, telling myself I don't really need one. And that I should probably wait for the next version to come out.
But, then I tell me that I could do all sorts of cool things with it that would eliminate my having to carry around quickly-outdated hard copies of stuff. And that I wouldn't have to haul my laptop everywhere.
In the debates PJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929560358775319921noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950959709374103746.post-17343870811941740452010-09-12T08:00:00.000-07:002010-09-12T08:00:01.922-07:00Sometimes, nothing beats snail mail.
I to get to hug on these two in a few weeks! You can be jealous. It's okay; I understand completely.
Happy Grandparents' Day to all those who are!PJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929560358775319921noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950959709374103746.post-3856157847241171462010-09-11T11:47:00.000-07:002010-09-11T11:47:21.715-07:00Reflecting.
Things are quiet here today. This is the first weekend in a while that we haven't had plans. So, I'm going to sew a bit, enjoy the sunshine, knit a little, take the dog for a walk, and be thankful that I'm able to.PJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929560358775319921noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950959709374103746.post-52547397310618787392010-09-08T09:57:00.000-07:002010-09-08T10:03:56.002-07:00Back to School. Or, the Summer That Was Beer.It was the first day of school here in Oregon yesterday. I have no children in school, and I haven't been in school myself in a very. long. time. Our grandson did just start his first day of pre-school in Alabama, though (where did that time go?!?), so we got a little taste of the old excitement. Big changes in his world this week!
Backpack: check! Lunch: PJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929560358775319921noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950959709374103746.post-66085547084704747662010-09-06T16:15:00.000-07:002010-09-06T16:31:31.265-07:00Pork products and a promise kept.For a very long time, DH has wanted to attend the Best in the West Rib Cook-off held each year at the Nugget Hotel in Sparks, Nevada. He's a huge rib fan--and so am I--so we took off last Thursday and drove what ended up being uncomfortably close to 8 hours to meet up with some family, friends, and pig. It took no time to realize we weren't the only ones with this great idea...PJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929560358775319921noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950959709374103746.post-83045352397351930812010-08-31T13:27:00.000-07:002010-08-31T13:31:44.296-07:00I miss knitting.It hit me this week that it's time to start knitting again. Must be the fall bite in the air (which, btw, is quite annoying since it's still August and we didn't even get the true feel of summer here until practically July. But I'm not bitter.). I can't really say I don't have anything on my needles, because I do. It's been hanging out in my knitting PJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929560358775319921noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950959709374103746.post-64029928700220459352010-08-07T16:47:00.000-07:002010-08-07T16:49:09.520-07:00Dear ColinYou've probably noticed that I've tucked references to Bermuda into a couple of recent posts, whether or not it was really relevant. That's because mentally, I'm still there. I'm not sure what it was about that trip in June, but the sights and feel of Bermuda have stayed with me more than any "tropical" vacation I've taken. We've been lucky over the years to have traveled PJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929560358775319921noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950959709374103746.post-70941809481950156142010-07-21T12:42:00.000-07:002010-07-21T12:42:55.016-07:00Beach, Coast, Ocean, Shore...We just spent a very enjoyable long weekend traveling around parts of Oregon with our neighbors. And not just one set of neighbors; two sets! We are incredibly fortunate to live in a place where you can actually get to know your neighbors. Believe me, I know that doesn't happen everywhere. And in this case, I really have to give credit to my DH. The man doesn't know PJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929560358775319921noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950959709374103746.post-2861433354841262532010-07-14T13:18:00.000-07:002010-07-15T06:57:18.649-07:00All kinds of inspiredLast Saturday was the 35th anniversary of the Sisters Outdoor Quilt Show, and my fourth year of attending. One of my cousins came over from Eugene for the weekend, and we picked up my friend Sue on Saturday morning and headed for Sisters. We left Bend a bit earlier this year (8:30-ish), which made for a much shorter sit in traffic on the way (although a normally 20-minute drive did PJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929560358775319921noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950959709374103746.post-56405149260249156092010-06-21T11:05:00.000-07:002010-06-21T11:17:14.044-07:00New Season(s).It's the first day of summer! After spring pulled a no-show, I'm thrilled to see summer starting off with blue skies and warmer temps. It feels like we're getting a fresh start and putting a long, cold winter and spring behind us at last. Seeing a forecast that calls for near-80's this week makes me very happy. I think I've mentioned it before: I'm a PJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929560358775319921noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950959709374103746.post-42015048450438555742010-05-22T16:32:00.000-07:002010-05-22T16:34:10.301-07:00Like hotcakes, I tell ya.April and May (thus far) have been filled with lots of travel and family time, and it doesn't appear that will change much between now and the latter part of June. I've been to northern California, Seattle, the southern Oregon coast, Boston and New York City. I've celebrated a niece turning 40 (always a great reality check for those times when I get to thinking I'm not really that oldPJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929560358775319921noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950959709374103746.post-2103823270850536952010-03-25T21:20:00.000-07:002010-03-25T21:32:29.035-07:00I really don't know what to say.It all started innocently enough about three weeks ago. I found this lovely pattern for a little bolero shrug, and thought it would be perfect for an upcoming island trip in mid-June.
So I picked up some Lion Brand Cotton Ease in Taupe (because I figured Taupe will go with pretty much everything, and I presently have no clue what I'm going to wear under it), and with instructions at the PJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929560358775319921noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950959709374103746.post-15347481144759670282010-03-16T06:46:00.000-07:002010-03-28T14:49:46.686-07:00Ch-ch-ch-ch-changesForty-three years ago, my parents bought a 160-acre property in rural northern California. It was what would be known today as a "hobby farm". We moved there when I was two, and I grew up there. At the time we called it a ranch, though in retrospect I know it doesn't qualify due to its size. We grew alfalfa, grain, pasture grass, and over the years raised beef, dairy cows, chickens, pigs, PJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929560358775319921noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950959709374103746.post-26972147420175040682010-03-02T10:57:00.000-08:002010-03-02T10:59:16.636-08:00I didn't medal. Not even close. But I'm still happy!I thought this year I'd play along with Ravelry's "Ravelympics", attempting to complete a project during the 16 days of the Winter Olympics. Deciding to challenge myself with socks for the first time, I ordered some pretty red Stroll kettle-dyed fingering weight from Knitpicks, and dove in to the Monkey Sock pattern from Cookie A...about three days into the games. That should've been PJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929560358775319921noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950959709374103746.post-89366347666353083152010-02-13T13:50:00.000-08:002010-02-13T13:50:01.917-08:00Super ModelI had mentioned back here that I was working on a knitting project for our newest granddaughter. It arrived in NYC last week...
Since I can't hold her again until April, I sent her a yarny hug. The pattern is Provence Baby Cardigan from Classic Elite Yarns, the buttons are vintage from her great-grandma's button tin, and the yarn is Dream in Color Classy in "Cool Fire."&PJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929560358775319921noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950959709374103746.post-71465208617827340102010-02-04T14:58:00.000-08:002010-02-04T14:58:14.269-08:00The dish on the new dish dealBack here, I promised to tell you how that Tandoori Shrimp turned out. It was delish! The recipe was originally intended to be served as an appetizer, but we decided to turn it into a meal and serve it over brown rice. I used the next smaller count shrimp since it was on sale, so it cooked faster. Next time (and there will be a next time), I'll go with the size they PJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929560358775319921noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950959709374103746.post-21709526357024749552010-01-30T12:29:00.000-08:002010-01-30T12:29:43.484-08:00Progress.See this?
This is a bind-off.
And this? This is the beginning of sleeve number two.
Thank goodness I only have two arms.PJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929560358775319921noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950959709374103746.post-11576813964840814932010-01-23T07:07:00.000-08:002010-01-23T07:07:00.119-08:00Old schoolI've spent about sixteen years in the wireless industry. As you can imagine, I've been through several evolutions of technology and related accessories during that time. I've always been pretty game to try the newest thing that came down the pike, but the one I can't seem to cozy up to just yet is the Bluetooth headset. Something about it just bugs me. Maybe it's the fact that it's very PJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929560358775319921noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6950959709374103746.post-8341749864022677352010-01-22T06:38:00.000-08:002010-01-22T06:47:50.571-08:002009: The Year of the MittTry not to yawn as you view this post, please. I had promised to post my 2009 knitting projects, and as you can see, they're not much to write home about. See all those mitts? They're all the same pattern. And the scarves? Same pattern. And the washcloths? Um, double yawn. But, they were all gifts, so cut me some slack, will you?I did manage to do a few squares for a charity blanket PJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08929560358775319921noreply@blogger.com2