Buh-bye, 2011!

So long. Farewell. Ciao. Go away.

No, this won't be a list of resolutions. When I make those I set myself up for failure. Besides, resolutions are supposed to be measurable and attainable. So this is just a short list of things I'll try to work on:

I want to be more faithful in my prayer life.

I want to whine less. I know this means that I might not update people on some bad things I'm experiencing, but I want to at least know that I started and ended each day on a good note.

I want to empathize more with what others are going through instead of throwing in a similar thing I've experienced to show them that "I understand.". That just moves the focus to me' and that isn't where it should be.

As far as arts and crafts are concerned, I need to finish knitting projects before I start others. I have yarn to last years, so hold off purchases for a while. Work on jewelry so I can begin selling it.

And back to prayer, continue to pray throughout the year for peace, health and happiness for my friends and family.

2 nights and counting

Slept again last night, and after 5-ish hours of that woke up surprisingly refreshed. Refreshed enough to haul my butt out of bed, get dressed, go shopping for the groceries I missed getting on Sunday morning's Kroger run, and pick up the Christmas gift cards and cards to stick them in. What did we used to do before stores started selling gift cards for other stores? I know I might lose my chick-card for admitting these, but I hate shopping with a passion.

Well, except for yarn shops and jewelry supplies. But those don't count, do they?

Just need to add that it is NOT beginning to look a lot like Christmas. It's rainy and foggy and looks more like a miserable day in March instead of the Most Wonderful Time of the Year. And it really is the most wonderful time.

Infinite Kitten gets some rest

Not nearly enough rest, to be sure. But something is better than nothing, no?

I'd love to say my time away was spent doing wild and crazy things. Or sunning myself on a cruise someplace warm. Maybe YOU were doing that while I was away. If so, I really don't want to know.

No, I've been spending my time, well, I'm not quite sure what I've been up to. I know what I haven't been doing. I haven't been finishing the red sweater I wanted to wear for Christmas. There's still plenty of Michigan winter to wear it. I haven't been Christmas shopping. I haven't been making Christmas cards like I planned to. Shoot, only about 10 friends are getting cards and I just got those addressed.

I know what I NÉED to be doing. I mean besides the obvious things like housework, and feeding the poor starving ca't who's been throwing herself at the closed bedroom door for the better part of an hour.

I really should be working on a game plan and firm up my ideas for putting my Etsy account up to sell some things. What things, you ask? Jewelry, for starters. The stone cabs are an addiction I could do without, but darnitall, they're pretty. And if I sell some wire wrapped pendants maybe that vice could support itself. Maybe I could draw some zentangles cards to just include one with the order, kind of an ATC (artist trading card) sized one with a thank-you written on the back as a way to introduce those into the Infinite Kitten line.

When Infinite Kitten fires up the Etsy site, you'll all be the first to know.

Self control? What's that?

I exhibited a lot of self control today. The problem is that things I didn't show a lot of self control over are starting to arrive. 'Tis the season and all of that. No, it's not that bad. Just nuts. Ok, nuts and nut candies. And fruitcake.

I guess the good news is that the neighborhood squirrels didn't tear into the boxes that sat on my porch all afternoon. No, I'm serious. That's a real problem around here. About 5 years ago those fluffy-tailed rats helped themselves to a 5 lb. box of cocoa butter that I ordered for soap making. So leaving my nuts alone was a good thing.

Now, if I don't get back to knitting my Christmas sweater I'll never get it done!

And so it begins...

Surely you've heard of the Infinite Monkey theorem -- a monkey hitting random keys on a typewriter for an infinite amount of time will almost surely type Shakespeare's works. The Infinite Kitten theory is similar, but without flinging poo. A kitten playing with a ball of yarn for an infinite amount of time will almost surely knit a sweater.

I've been told for years I should write a book. "it would be great, Sue. You're so funny". Granted, these comments have all been from friends, and I suspect that a large part of their amusement comes from knowing what my voice is like and "hearing" that when they read what I write.

I have no plans to write a book. I'm not even sure how good I'll be at writing a blog. Nevertheless, here it goes. And if I slack off, maybe I can find a monkey with a typewriter and infinite amount of time to post for me.