- I hate to be late. I used to be ignorantly and unforgivably late. Now, I am occasionally late, but make such an effort to be punctual that I am usually on time.
- My family had an Old English Sheepdog when I was a kid. That dog was stupid. While my kids and husband would love a dog, I am not willing to be the caretaker for one at this moment. I kinda feel bad for them, a tiny little bit. Not bad enough to get a dog, though.
- My dad loved that I knit and bought a Kaffe Fasset kit for me to make a cardigan for him. That thing was a test of my will and while he loved it, I'm glad I don't have to do it again.
- I, too, am influenced by color. So much so that I have to be careful that I am not choosing a project just because it is sampled in blue.
- My hands and feet are almost always cold. Actually, my whole body is usually cold (I'm freaking freezing right now), but in the summer I do warm up a bit and definitely will wear shorts and tanks. Even then, a shawl or light sweater is kept handy, just in case.
- I want to knit every day. I didn't knit today. I wanted to, but things just didn't go according to my plan, which was to knit alllllll day. Okay, not all day, but at least some of it, but the physical therapist could fit me in and then I forgot that I had to go down to Whole Foods for vitamins, then I had some correspondance and stuff to do, then I wasted precious knitting time on the computer..... You get the drift. I do have multiple projects going, on the needles, with other needles, with a sewing machine...
- I am married to my best friend, love him to death. I always tell him he got the short end of the stick in this arrangement.
- I hate a mess or clutter in the kitchen, on the counters or in the sink. I usually go to bed after cleaning it all up, but if I don't I will still sleep just fine. My family? They wouldn't know clutter on the counters if it was a snake about to bite.
- I used to be a runner. Until two days ago. I intend to be a runner again in the next week or so. Getting out there, jogging along the roads, up and down the hills, feeling the air move in and out of your lungs, the muscles moving you along..... It all feels pretty good, but there is no better feeling than running back up your own driveway and into the house for a stretch, shower, tea and knitting.
- I suffer from SABLE. Stash Amassed Beyond Life Expectancy. That stash is not only related to fiber in the knitting/spinning arenas, but in needlepoint, cross-stitch, sewing and tea. Yes, I have a tea stash. Come on over, the water is always hot.
- I love seeing the inside of people's homes. I love seeing what they put together and what things are special to them. I know this probably doesn't fit in with most people's perception of me, but I have a really hard time figuring out what to do with my own home, so it ends up being a hodge-podge of things that have been dumped on given to me, and a lot of it I don't even like. I've never actually gotten any house that we have lived in to the point that I have been content with it before we have moved out. I'm working on this one, but I have a feeling that my time is running out.
Fifteen. How was that Renee? You asked. :)
Love this, Theresa!! So glad I asked!
I now have Tea Stash envy, I'll get right on building a tea stash. Hope you heal up quick and are running again soon.
I'll be right over for a tea, put that water on!! :)
Thanks for biting. Loved reading your post,
Renee
Posted by: Renee | January 16, 2009 at 01:10 AM
C'mon over. You can peak around my house anytime. I don't have that much in the way of tea stash, but I can still offer a mean cup of tea.
Posted by: Jennifer Jackson | January 16, 2009 at 06:19 AM
After reading your blog, hanging out with you, and being in your home, I think I knew all of that to some degree.
Posted by: margene | January 16, 2009 at 07:22 AM
You and I are more alike that I realized. Well, not about being a runner (although I did do the beginner run on the Wii fit yesterday) but on the stuff like clutter on the counter and being punctual. I can't sit and knit if there's stuff that needs to be picked up. Dale and Hannah - they don't even see it!
Posted by: caroleknits | January 16, 2009 at 07:25 AM
I'm with you on the clutter and the running. Not so much on the stash. And I hate being late - as a consequence, I'm almost always early, and spend way too much time waiting for others.
Posted by: Nora | January 16, 2009 at 11:03 AM
I use to be late until I had my second child. She needed a schedule, so I learned the joy of having a PLAN. I long for clean counters. Come over and show me where to put all the stuff.
Posted by: jill | January 16, 2009 at 08:20 PM