Guess what I got this Friday??

Do you want to know??

It's very exciting!

But it isn't a Cartier Love Bracelet


and now that I'm thinking about it, I don't know why I don't have one, save the $4000 price tag.

It wasn't a troll doll
Or a Thomas Kincaid decorative plate

It wasn't a Goldendoodle


which was the dog I really wanted

No Dodge Viper (which I wouldn't want anyway; I'd rather have a station wagon)
And not a beret

I didn't get a poster for my Beiber fever (his hair is so dreamy! KIDDING!)


Or a shot glass from Planet Hollywood Name-Your-City
I DID get a migraine, but that sucks, so it doesn't count

No one gave me an AMC Pacer



or named a star after me
and I didn't get a Kindle (again, why not!)

BUT

I got INTERNET ACCESS!



If you doubt the exciting nature of this moment, you haven't gone without internet access for 6 months, trying to blog from your phone. I haven't figured out how to set up our wireless internet, but who cares!!! I'm on a computer, in my home, writing a post! With CABLE TV in the background. Please! My brain is melting out of my ear and my geek level just shyrocketed (especially after the Dr Who marathon I watched yesterday - the Twin Streams facility episode was beyond brilliant, and the cybermen were back! And - SPOILER ALERT - The Doctor IS MARRIED! Could little Time Lords be on the way?!)

Okay, I'm going to turn my geek level down a notch before I turn into Sheldon Cooper. So I have no more excuses for non-existant blog posts or not knowing what is happening on Dancing With the Stars (except that I don't watch it). Yay Internet! I love you!

Flights of nerdiness, yarniness, and general overtired momminess.

It seems like my life is endlessly busy, but I am sure that this is the plight of all moms. Yesterday, I was constantly doing three things at once - helping Tim launch his online business, No Sweat!; he manufactures what are basically cedar sachets for odor and sweat control in such items as boots (motorcycle, hockey, etc.), gloves, and helmets (they are also good as a moth repellant - I keep one with my wool fibers). Anyhow, he has gaps in his computer nerdiness, and as I am the head nerd in this house, I work on most of the online aspect of the business. Did I mention that I am studying A+ (a lot of which I already know) and trying to eventually get my Microsoft Certification?


Why yes, I am, thank you!

Then there is also the yarn recycling, which has it's own learning curve. I'm learning that it's just not worth the time to buy sweaters with machine sewn shoulders - you don't get a good amount of yarn. Angora, no matter how yummy it may be, leaves your clothing covered in fuzzies and is extremely fragile. Wool, as you know, likes to felt, and so the 100% wool sweater that looks perfect, like no felting action has ever occurred is still difficult to unravel as the individual stitches micro-felt (my own made-up term). But it is still addictive and I really like doing it, and Tim seems to appreciate it as well as he pulled out his box o' sweaters and donated a few to the cause (I made him keep his cashmere, though. I believe the number one commandment of sweater recycling should be "Thou Shalt not unravel a perfectly wearable cashmere sweater lest thou hadst the desire to suffer deep yarn remorse forevermore").

Kendall has a competition coming up next weekend in which she is skating three programs and has multiple costume changes. She has been stressing about getting everything ready for it. Last night, I cut a "Flashdance" sweatshirt for her (she is skating to "Flashdance: What a Feeling") and felt like I was back in middle school. She looks great in it, though.


You know the sweatshirt. You probably had one. Wanna make another one? There are great directions here.

And now synchronized skating season is on in full force. If you aren't familiar with synchronized skating, think synchronized swimming except on the ice. I am becoming a total skater mom, with the "my kid skates" decal on my car, the fleece "Team Chiller" pull over, and sacrificing my Sunday nights to synchro practice, which, for Kendall, goes from 4:45 to 8:00 p.m. The cool thing is that I get some kid free time to knit or read or just veg. If you think I'm totally insane and there just couldn't be such a thing as synchronized skating, watch this (it's only 3 minutes, it won't kill you):



This is Miami University (of Ohio)'s 2009 World Synchronized Skating Championship short program. Groovy, eh? Well, Kendall sure seems to like it, is excitied about the travel (Detroit! Oxford, Ohio!), and is improving exponentially the longer she is on the team. Go Team Chiller!