Julia.

Environmentally friendly knit.

Yesterday I went to Wal-Mart with my Mom. I can only handle that store when I have a list, nothing irks me more than browsing through The Wal Marts. On my list yesterday was "bacon" and "multi-coloured yarn". I was really tempted to just drop my list on the ground so someone else could find it and be all who is this amazing carnivorous knitter?!

I resisted.

So I got to the yarn section and started searching. I had no idea what colours I was looking for, only that I wanted one with at least two shades. I searched to no avail, until I noticed up on the tops of the shelves (where they keep these weird milk-crate things filled with extra balls) a striking colour pattern.

So of course using my go-go-Gadget arms I reach up and fling it down. And not only is it the most beautiful colour combo ever (gold, navy and violet), but it is eco-friendly wool! I knew automatically it was going to be a ridiculous amount of money but I did not even care because it was perfect.

Anyway, I didn't realize until I got out of there that it was only $2.75 a ball! Which is like the cheapest ball of wool I ever purchased, so I'm hoping when I go back there will be more for me to purchase. I'm thinking of mastering the mitten. Or the toque, I haven't decided yet.

The moral of this story is that I've started a new scarf and it's beautiful and eco-friendly (made in Canada wool too!) and will only cost me $2.75. You should all get on the knitting band wagon.

You can't change what doesn't happen.

I ran into someone today that I rather wish I hadn’t. Okay, that sounds bad. I was actually really happy to see him and the smile I offered, when it registered in my head who it was, was a genuine one.

All that aside, it still threw me for a loop. Kind of like, they don’t exist here. Does not compute.

And the conversation that ensued would be the reason why I was subconsciously dreading this meeting. . . We spoke for probably five minutes covering a wide range of topics, but neither one of us said what we both knew the other one was thinking. It was the most palpable definition of the phrase “the elephant in the room” that I ever witnessed.

I pathetically had a hundred questions I wanted to ask but I walked away with a “see you around” before I exploded with them.

Ugh, guilt gut. Stop thinking about it, Sarah.

In happier and completely unrelated news, a new scarf is in the works! This one is being completed with giant new needles and natural wool. It's so frigging soft, I'm never using acrylic wool again.

Brown scarf, 10 stitches
59cm long

Golden blonde.

This has been one hoppin’ weekend. But no weekend would be complete without THE ULTIMATE SCARF.



Leah and I had our wicked cool awesome girl's night Friday night. I had told Leah earlier the week that I was thinking about dying my hair. So we stopped off at Wal-Mart and picked up Golden Blonde.


The BEFORE shot, hair colour most likely named Chestnut Brown.



Whilst waiting we blended ourselves up some frozen margaritas. I had picked up these cool glasses earlier in the day from the scrumptious Dollarama where I was crotch-rubbed by a man who asked the cost of the batteries (hint: everythings a dollar).


And twenty-five minutes later, after a quick rinse and conditioning as well as a blowdry, I am left with this:


I don't think it looks so bad. It's not much of a noticable change, which is what I was going for. SUBTLETY IS KEY, MY FRIENDS.

We had to snack in style, what with the vintage popcorn bags and the popcorn machine (cancer free microwave preservatives!). Laffy Taffy, wha?




All in all, Julia Roberts, Leah and I all decided that only one thing in life is important: the lactation process. Next time we craft with Hugh Grant! :)

That is a bad focal point.

So I thought the day was going to be a good one. I woke up to a hearty bowl of Honey Comb. I had no problem finding a parking spot. In my early morning POSC class I got back a test in which I received a 90%.

IT ALL WENT DOWNHILL FROM THERE.

I got a parking ticket. It wasn't my fault. The system is set up against you. Frigging MUNPO should be out preventing sexual assaults, NOT MESSING WITH MY CHEVY CAVALIER.

My Mom flipped over the $20 fine and said I should "Get a job if I plan on keeping up with these unruly spending habits." BECAUSE I PLANNED ON THAT TICKET, SHOPPED AROUND FOR A BAD PARKING PLACE IN FACT.

Then at painting class my instructor used my painting as an example of where you shouldn't put trees. I DON'T CARE THAT YOU'RE TALENTED AND I'M NOT, DON'T EMBARRASS ME IN FRONT OF THE RETIREES.

The only thing I have going for me is my scarf. And man, is it great.

Violet scarf, 20 stitches
Day Three
126cm long (that's about 4.2 feet for those who can't picture it)


I'm hoping to be able to wear it by the weekend and to end up somewhere around 8 feet when it's all said and done.

Scarf update II.

Violet scarf, 20 stitches
Day Two
71cm long

Mmmbop.

Wow, life just super blows today. I will resist the rant.

I was supposed to have a book finished last week for my Sociology War and Aggression Distance class. After chugging through it for most of the afternoon I'm only in 68 pages out of 402.

The knitting might be to blame.

I've decided to take up knitting again. With all of this time I have (what with life just rambling on without me) I'm going to knit scarves. Scarf number one is a nice violet colour and I'm quite impressed with the progress made today.

Violet scarf, 20 stitches
Day One
34 cm long


Yay me.

Today I downloaded the complete works of Hanson off Bittorrent. Jealous? Yeah you should be, nothing puts a person in a better mood than a bunch boys singing about their Elementary School crushes. Suck it.