So, the Ten On Tuesday movement has derailed itself for whatever reasons. I imagine coming up with ideas for ten things every week can be wearing. Carole has taken up the cause both valiantly and successfully, but like the other Ten Things, sometimes I just can't come up with ten things to go along with the lists suggested. This week Carole has listed magazines, and I don't really read any except that are knitting or spinning. Or quilting. But that's about it. Even in doctor's waiting rooms I have my iPod and my knitting. So this week I'm going to try to come up with ten things of randomness.
- I decided to try the 10 Shawls in 2010 and seeing as I only found out about it a couple of weeks ago I am pretty much on track with two shawls completed. I have spent the last 48 or so hours debating which shawl to knit next. I was going to go with something more involved than the two I have done, but I have some other stuff going on the side that may take a little more attention. So I frogged a previous shawl in progress and am casting on with that. WooHoo for #3.
- Do you like dark chocolate? I mean really dark chocolate. With yummy healthy stuff added? Try Righteously Raw 90% Cacao bars. NINETY PERCENT! That is dark. And for the food allergic or sensitive, there is not a drop of milk or a smidge of soy in these babies. It takes a few bites to get used to the flavor, but now when I have a bite of your normal dark chocolates I'm wondering where the "bite" is.
- Guilty pleasure: General Hospital. It's been pretty good lately.
- Other guilty pleasures in reality television: Amazing Race is excellent this season. Dancing with the Stars: I'm kind of "meh" on that. I'm just not invested with anybody, except Pamela Anderson for pure entertainment value. Project Runway: Way better than last season. American Idol: Well this is the second time I have ever watched this show, the last time was years ago and I vaguely remember who won, but their name isn't coming to me. He didn't go on to super-stardom. This year is not.good. Really pretty boring, actually.
- Note to future meteorologists: If you want an easy job where the public is likely to tune in, listen to what you have to say, like it and believe it because you are usually right, then you should aspire to an audience in someplace like, hmmmm, Los Angeles. IF you want a job that is a challenge and you have extremely high self-esteem, understand that the public is likely to tune in, listen to what you have to say, mostly dislike it, but believe you either way only to realize that you were wrong (good or bad, better or worse) most of the time, will love you over breakfast and turn on you by lunch time, then by all means come to New England. We don't blame Mother Nature, we don't blame God, we blame YOU! Walking the street can be a hazard. There must be a Weather-person Protection Program somewhere, right?
- Note to New Englanders: If you have lived here your entire life and still listen to the forecast, believe it when it calls for rain around 4 p.m. because you look out the window and see only sun, so you drive with your top down, park your jeep for the day, look out the window during class and see the rain coming down around noon time and panic because you don't know how to put the top up without Dad's help, well. You do live here, right? Blaming the forecast still leaves you with wet seats. This is, surprisingly, the typical life-long New Englander. So gullible. So unprepared, and usually so angry at the weather person.
- For those of you (and you know who you are, and if I don't know who you are I don't want to hear it, keep your "I never had that happen to me"s to yourself, thank-you-very-much) who breezed through without the pleasure, this is what a hot flash feels like: There is a really large tea kettle in the chest that goes from normal to beyond boiling in about two seconds, but the steam just builds up inside of the skin and cannot escape, so the body just feels hotter and hotter and the face gets all flushed and taking all clothing off wouldn't matter because the heat is still INSIDE the skin and rolling in snow would just melt the snow.
- When all of that last bit happens at night it is called a night sweat, which is kind of funny because sometimes, like in a hot flash, there is a distinct lack of actual sweating. When there is sweating it is the soaking kind and there is also changing of pjs, sometimes sheets or at least throwing them off to try and cool, but in minutes the freezing begins, the covers go back on and the cycle repeats itself. All.Night.Long.
- Life is Good. I read that on a mug in my cabinet. A blue one with a snowflake.
- The tenth random thing comes from my husband: He wonders how much urine is enough when filling that cup for a sample. How much is really needed? With the amount of water I drink I've never given it any though except to avoid over-flowing the cup. I didn't ask him why he wonders this, but I think I will.
1.I joined 10 shawls, too....only 2 shawls under my belt at this time but that's ok. I'll knit shawls later.
2. 90% Yum and yikes...it do bite.
3. N/A
4. LOVE Amazing Race. It's fun to go around the world.
5. Meteorologists in Utah have the same problem.
6. Utahan's are gullible in many ways...not just the weather.
7.-8. 10:00pm is my worst hot flash of the day. The covers are off for a good 10 minutes and then suddenly I'm freezing. After 15+ years my flashes are becoming less frequent. I hope yours are short lived.
9. My favorite much says I'm Fine Fine Fine.
10. Smith's asleep can't ask him what's random.
Over and out
Posted by: margene | April 07, 2010 at 07:40 AM
10 shawls, huh? Pretty neat goal. I'm 32 and get hot flashes... drives.me.nuts. as a former lab tech, tell Mr.Blue about 1/4 of the cup is good... the lab no longer has to taste your urine for diabetes (yup, they did this- "sweet" urine was diabetic), so they need less, but the cup size stayed the same.
I'll come play 45s... I haven't seen this game since I was a kid. :) I'll even bring cookies.
Posted by: kate | April 07, 2010 at 09:06 AM
Mmmmust try that 90% chocolate.
Meteorologists in Wisconsin have it much the same as those in New England (and Utah). Spring is especially difficult.
Posted by: Vicki | April 07, 2010 at 09:14 AM
You cracked me up on 5, 7, 8, 9, 10. Now I have to go kill myself because Margene sez they last for 15 years.
Posted by: Laurie | April 07, 2010 at 10:07 AM
Re: #7...I once read that they usually happen several times a day. SLACKERS!! I was cycling through about 3 times an hour!! And I didn't have to worry about night time. I simply wasn't sleeping. So undressing, and re-dressing, wandering around the house for ice water, etc. meant I wasn't being awakened anyway.
Posted by: Cindy in Happy Valley | April 07, 2010 at 02:53 PM
I did have a hot flash once ... or was it a night sweat??
Posted by: CyndiG | April 07, 2010 at 08:46 PM
I LOVE all sorts of card games. Wish I lived close enough to play!
Posted by: sue | April 07, 2010 at 09:53 PM
I've never played forty-fives, but I'm up for any and all card games.
I sleep under a flannel sheet, a Polartec blanket, and a thick quilt (a puff, I believe they're called). The quilt goes on and off all night long.
I am contractually obligated to finish three more projects. After that I might start on shawls. Just thinking about it brings to mind that gorgeous Kim yarn I bought at SPA.
Posted by: Lucia | April 08, 2010 at 01:11 PM