Ho ho ho!
Merry Christmas my lovelies! Also Happy Hannukah or Solistice or whatever it is that you celebrate. Cuz there are so many wonderful holidays this time of year! I love it! But what I love even more is seeing palm trees instead of snow for Christmas! Yaay! That's right, I'm in West Palm Beach, Florida. I saw an iguana yesterday (pictures to come) and many beached jellyfish. Amazing! Jellyfish! Iguana! Beach! Love you all!

In terms of my sock, which I was crowing about on my last post, I have come to a standstill. The directions have turned to gibberish and I need my trusty translator (Mommy) to help me decipher them. So my sock is on hold till I go home agian. I return to hats. I am going to try and crank out 3 hats in the next 2 weeks. I don't want any cold heads over the winter break. Also, this will allow me to concentrate on my sock. Plus I have to make a mitten. But socks are pretty exciting. They have kind of made me feel invincible. Like I can do any knitting project I want to. Dog on it, I will!
Hmmmm digital media is pretty boring. Screw paying attention.
I have a swimming class this quarter. I am happy to be all stinky like chlorine. But I don't like the itching aftereffect that chlorine gives me. The weather has turned cold and we have snow that has stuck. I find myself getting caught up in the spirit of the holidays. As some of you know, Sharp Photo made all of my high school christmases miserable. Christmas was generally not a holiday I enjoyed. But now, 2 years out from working a christmas season at Sharp. I find myself giddy over the tiny christmas tree that Erin set up in our apartment. I am giddy to see the reaction I will get from certain people from the gifts I will give them. I can't even think of one thing I want this Christmas. I am so thankful for everything I have. Yarn is cool of course, but I have such wonderful friends and family and I am feeling so content. I couldn't ask for anything more at the moment. Except for more hours in the day to knit. Hehe. What are you thankful for this Christmas? Let me know in the comments.

Sock Progress!

Oh my holy god. I've turned the heal on my first sock. It was amazing and not as hard as I thought it was going to be. Short row shaping is amazing!

Crazy Aunt Purl tagged everyone on the planet for what is about to come. Since I enjoy these things, and I like to talk about myself and this is my blog, I am gonna do it. I also like to read Crazy Aunt Purl's blog too.

10 Things You Might Not Know About Me
1. I broke my foot when I was 11 tripping over a soccer ball.
2. I am obsessed with TLC.
3. I hate being in wet clothes.
4. I hated christmas for 4 years. Now that I am 2 years out from working the Christmas season, I think I might like it again.
5. I cannot see for shit without contacts or glasses.
6. I have been in 3 accidents.
7. I've never been pulled over.
8. I used to be afraid of squirrels.
9. I am dangerously addicted to computer solitare.
10. I like to think if I daydream about something horrible happening, then it won't happen. Ever.

Nine Places I've Visited
1. England
2. Scotland
3. Germany
4. Austria
5. Venezuala
6. California
7. The Panama Canal
8. Aruba
9. Costa Rica

Eight Ways to Win My Heart
1. Ask me to knit you something then don't bug me about it constantly.
2. Always be willing to look at my crazy biomed photos.
3. Cheese.
4. Fondle yarn with me.
5. Read this blog.
6. Love me unconditionaly.
7. Feed me.
8. Hugs. Lots of them.

Seven Things I want to do Before I Die
1. Visit India.
2. Visit Asia.
3. Do something amazing for someone in need.
4. Spend a good chunk of my life (total) volunteering and helping others.
5. Make a list of 100 books and read all of them.
6. Drive cross country.
7. Pierce my bellybutton.

Six Things I'm Afraid of
1. Losing my mom.
2. Bugs.
3. Wetting my pants in public.
4. Forgetting something really important.
5. Not Getting enough time to knit.
6. Math

Five Things I don't Like
1. Math class.
2. Rain that makes you soaking wet all over.
3. People who really need to shave and get a haircut. Really badly. See the RIT campus for example.
4. People who set their cats free and then the cats become feral cats and roam this campus.
5. Cold showers.

Four Ways to Turn Me Off
1. Never shower or use deodorant.
2. Lie.
3. Never apologizing for your mistakes.
4. Not appreciating the things I knit.

Three Thing I Do Everyday
1. Debate getting out of bed.
2. Think about knitting or knit and then get really excited.
3. Enjoy cheese in some form.

Two Things that Make Me Happy
1. Dan
2. Unexpected sunshine

One thing On My Mind Right Now
1. I really need to shower cuz I just got out of the pool.

So now I tag YOUSarah Eddy! Naha!
Hope you all enjoyed this. Cuz I did.

This pissed me off. Royaly. I like how at the end the author, after praising men for most of the column, talks about babies born out of wedlock with no fathers. I thought men were responsible and wonderful and all that. Then where are all the dads to all those babies? I am no man hater. But I don't appreciate one women putting her entire gender down while she puts the other gender up on pedestal. Men and women are flawed. It'll be ok.

I don't do this a lot but today I am doing it because its that kind of day. Booooring. Yawn.

What Classic Movie Are You?
personality tests by similarminds.com

What Famous Leader Are You?
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You Are Lemon Meringue Pie

You're the perfect combo of sassy and sweet Those who like you have well refined tastes

What Kind of Pie Are You?

Fun fun fun

Sometimes when I am plucking my eyebrows (a bad idea for me since I like to get overpluck them and then I look crazy so I end up getting them waxed yes I know but it is the one girly thing I do) I feel like the little hairs squeak when they come out. I don't mind the pain. I like to look at the root of the hair. Sometimes I get an epithelial or sometimes it is just the root. It is neato to look at. Cuz I am weird like that.

Today I am getting on a jet plane and flying home. Usually I get all melancholy when I leave for break. I am a little melancholy this time but I am also really excited. I will have an entire week to do nothing but knit, hang out with my mom, watch TLC and the Discovery health channel, knit some more and see my buddies. I am bringing my camera home so I can take pictures. I still have to continue the pictures in my hands across EC collection. I only have 2. I will miss Dan but it is only for a week. Then when we get back we are going to see Harry Potter. I am restraining myself.

People I get to see: Sworva, my mom, my Dad, Sarah Eddy, Pete, possibly Tony, and of course my kitty. I wanna make an entry for Stuff On My Cat, Kitty will be much pleased to help me no doubt methinks.

Shut up blogger, stop telling me my html is wrong. I made websites for a quarter I know what I'm doing.

BTW you can view my website here

2 Things
First thing: I posted some new stuff on Flickr. It took me dern near 5 months to do it, but these important pictures are there. Yay!
Second thing: Sarah Eddy wanted me to post some of the knit blogs I look at. So here goes.
Crazy Aunt Purl
Streets and YOs
sweetgeorgia
m.i.s.o.c.r.a.f.t.y
Knitting Iris
Fig & Plum

Thats just a few. I like to read knitting blogs cuz they inspire me and make me wanna knit. But I can't knit because I am look at the internets.

Eau Claire kiddies: I'm going to be home Friday 11/18. I'll be back late. And then methinks we are doing something for my mudder's birthday on saturday. So sunday. Yes!

Dear Rene Zelwegger,
I want to love you. I think we could be best friends. I loved you in Bridget Jones and Empire Records and Cinderella Man. Fabulous roles! And Cold Mountain? Girl, that Oscar was well deserved. It might be safe to say that you could be my favorite actress. Could. You see, Rene, my friends and I, we eat. If we were friends, I would take you to Nick Tahou's or Henrietta Hots and we would devour garbage plates and roadie plates. Because we would be stinking drunk and have the drunkchies. Because that's what friends do. But Rene! I am afraid for you. What if we hugged and I broke you? I would have broken my friend! Oh no! I want you to eat Rene. And gain about 10 pounds. You will look so hot. Then we could be friends! But I know you'll charm we anyway with your next movie role. You always do. But don't think you'll get away without eating.
Love,
Mary

Edit to yesterday's post. When I said:
Sometimes it gets so dibiltating that the inside of my head collapses from the weight of it all and I am momentarily broken and lost.
I forgot to write that I have someone who helps me find my way and pick up the pieces. My love Thank you for all you do.

Hey all yous. First of all, I put up a new photo set on flickr. It is full of ruggerness. I am finally figuring out how to work flickr. So there is where I will post little albums of goodness of my adventures. My photoblog is more for my pretty photographs. Things I do for school or stuff I am exceptionally proud of. I needed to clarify this for myself.
It is week 10. Everything thing is due this week. I have tests and projects due and other poopy things. But so does everyone. Blah.
I just want this quarter to be over. I am tired. It feels like time is creeping by ever so slowly. Who is tired of my deep thoughts?
But then I don't want break to come cuz then I will be away from my love for a week. While that may sound silly, the memory of 3 months apart is still all too fresh. Blah. Again.
But then I need to go home. I know my mom misses me and stuff. I miss her. The worries in my head shout at me alot. On friday night they got too loud. I worry about my mom when she is sick. She had a cold the last time I talked to her and a cold is what got her really sick the last time. What if it happens again? What if she gets really sick and I'm not there to take care of her? I know she is under much better care than before...but supposedly she was too the time before she got really sick. I can't help but worry. It's habit. Like the way I bite all the skin off my lips till they are raw and soft and tender. I can't help but worry. Sometimes I feel like my brain doesn't work right because of this and I wish I could just relax and worry about silly things like what the weather will be like. But I can't. Sometimes it gets so dibiltating that the inside of my head collapses from the weight of it all and I am momentarily broken and lost. I hate that. Because then I am a mess and I don't feel as strong as I am supposed to be.

Sigh.

Again I say again! Photo blog has been updated with a new picture. Yay! Two days in row!

Hey wow! My photoblog has been updated! Wowie! Its been forever. Methinks I should maybe combine knitting and photoblog into this blog. Make my life easier. Yupper. Happy Halloween!

I just membered something up exploration of that site I linked to yesterday. I did the haka at summer camp. Yeah. We were having doing like a week long olympic competition and I was on team New Zealand and we had to come up with a dance for opening ceremonies and there was this counselor from Australia and we were pumping him for information and he taught us the haka. I thought it was gibberish until. Just a dance that came out of his head. So yeah. Pretty fucking fierce.

I am in web design AGAIN! Yay! I still can't seem to figure out why my website is being a poop. Blah.
But I did dig up this little tidbit for you. Hehe. Be sure to visit the icon section for all you kids not familiar with the New Zealand All Blacks.

WOWIE! This has never happened. I have been "tagged" for a meme! I'm so excited. Thanks Sarah Eddy

1. What were you doing...
10 Years ago: It was 1995 I was 10 years old. I was in 4th grade learning bout geology from my crazy teacher who was a trained geologist but somehow ended up teaching 4th grade. Fourth grade was a difficult year actually. I was having social problems at school and didn't really have any friends. My grandmother was dying and my mom was going through her first bout with pneumonia (walking pneumonia) while trying to care for my grandmother. My mom ended up going on sick leave. Valentine's day my grandmother fell and broke her hip - doctor's couldn't perform surgery because of her heart failure. Granma died in March and I wore a sweater of hers all the time. The dress I wore to her funeral I never wore again. We moved to a different neighborhood that summer.

5 Years ago: I was 15. A freshman in high school. We lived in the same house we moved to the summer after 4th grade (and we still live there.) I played in the band and hated it except for pep band with Sworva. I competed in forensics and met Sarah Eddy and all the others.

1 year ago: I started my freshman year at RIT. It was a difficult year. My mother had been seriously ill and I was really homesick for the first few weeks. Things got better for a while and then in winter everything went in the shitter. I started playing rugby and the sun came out again.

Tomorrow: I will be spending time at my second home, the biomed lab and then off to the last happy hour of the season.

2.
5 snacks I enjoy: strawberries, string cheese, pirourette stickies, honey crisp apples, the lunchables from the vending machine in building 7

5 bands/artists I know most of the lyrics for: Ani, Tori, Modest Mouse, Metallica (not by choice), Bob Dylan

5 bad habits I have: procrastination, forgeting to do really simple tasks, obsessively cleaning my bellybutton, saying i'm sorry for no apparent reason, not remembering the last one

5 things I like doing: playing rugby, knitting, sleeping, playing tacklebox at rugby practice, beer pong

5 things I will never wear: tube tops, low rise jeans, shoes that make my feet hurt, pajamas to class, toe socks

5 TV shows I like: Lost, What Not to Wear, Clean House (Niecy!), um I don't watch much TV after that

5 movies I like: Amelie, A Very Long Engagement, The Princess Bride, Mean Girls, Romy and Michelle's High School Reunion

5 people I would like to meet: Tori Amos, Debbie Stroller (the lady who writes the stitch n bitch books), my father's mother (does it matter that she is dead?) baby cousins who have been in this world for a while and I haven't met them yet

5 biggest joys: rugby, finishing a knitting project, playing scrabble with Dan and winning, being Erin's roommate, being Sworva's friend

5 favorite toys: my favorite toy was modeling clay and then i made my own toys

5 People tagged: Um, Sarah Eddy and Rachel E covered everyone I know who has blog so I am tagging my readers as if I have any. (This means you JD and Erin) So um, put your answers in the comments or if you have a blog/live journal leave a linkie dink.

Yup. Thanks for reading.

Wow. At least I thought the penis picture was funny. Oh well. So I would be uploading images of some of the stuff I've been doing cuz it just occured to me to update my blog but I am in web design again and on a strange computer. Oh well.
I am a knitting machine. I finished another hat today. Granted, it took me a bit longer to knit it than it did Sworva's hat but still a week and a half? Damn I'm good. Next on the docket is a hat for my dear brother. Awww.
Take a look here. It is Sworva wearing my handi work. Damn I'm good.
So um yeah. I wish I had images for you. Really and truly.
I feel all weird and squishy inside from rugby practice. We did hill sprints and played a mini game. It was kinda intense cuz there were about 6 girls a side. Granted, our practices are not nearly as intense as the guys' practices. I think they should be. I am trying to conquer my asthma issues so I can be a better player. So my goal for the winter is to figure out a gym routine that help me learn to breathe through some of the stuff we do. Part of it is that I am not in the best shape but the majority of it is that my asthma got worse over the summer and all of sudden I was doing fairly intense stuff and had no idea how to manage it. But I have to work on that this winter. I hope you all enjoyed that little bit there.
Sometimes there needs to be more time in my day.
My thought for the day: Harriet Miers and Bush have kinda a creepy connection. "Your the best Govenor ever!" If I told Bush he was the best president ever would I get appointed to a job I'm not qualified for?

Oh you RIT kids are so funny! Thanks for the anatomy lesson. Cuz I thought that was a bone of some sort untill I noticed the label. Thanks for clearing that up!

Yo wasup?
Mmmmm. I love having massive amounts of work to do. I'm complaining or anything here, I guess I just need to unload. Parent's weekend if really fucking my shit up. I have a paper and a project due on tuesday I will be booked up all weekend hanging with the rents. I'm ok with that - they are going to give me a bunch of free meals and taking me grocery shopping and all that good stuff. I would feel like a total asshole ditching them to do work. I know my Mommy has been really excited about coming to visit and my Dad really wants to see me play rugby. I have a "musical arts" midterm tomorrow. Just a wee bit nervous for that. Ok. A lot. All those vocab words seem like gibberish to me. I think I'll do ok on the listening and short answer parts but the multiple choice not so good. I'm sorry. Let me know if I'm boring you here.
In other news, I've finished one hat in the great hat knitting project and have started the next one. Yet finding time to knit is also a challenge. But I sent out hat number one to its recipient today. I hope you enjoy it.
The Cockless Roaches won their first game of the season. We beat St. John Fisher 20 - 0. This after disappointing defeats at Fredonia and Geneseo. Hopefully some good rugby will be played this weekend against Brockport.
I gots all these neato pictures of fungi that I wanna show all y'all but I haven't gotten a chance to post them to flickr or my photo blog. Did I mention they are neato?
Goodness, I just need to get through the rest of this week and then monday and tuesday next week and I breathe a little easier. Breathing is nice. I like it.
I really post knitting related pics too but yet alas I have not been able to find the time. Maybe late tonight when I am up late going all crazy like. Blah.

Helllllooooo. Much has been going on in the life of Mary. But I just wanted to post this real quick like.
This is some cool ass shit from the UK. Yeah. Biomedical photography is the hizzy fa shizzy. Forget PJ and ad photo. Biomed is where its at. Word.