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Month: April 2010

  • Shared today on Twitter

    @drkknits @randomknits Actually they’re not BAD. Marshmallow + sugar = sweet w/ no taste! Some ppl prefer them stale: http://bit.ly/aUaodq

    @drkknits @randomknits For me they’re like Krispy Kremes, just a revolting pile of sugar. There are tastier treats!

    @venks79 Same here. Brrrrr!

    You reach a point with “soup” where, if you’re really honest with yourself, it’s actually just gravy. But it’s damn good gravy.

    @bellsknits The kind that is left in the pot after you make 40 clove chicken. White wine and roast garlic and chicken and FAT.

    @bellsknits Prediction: I just ate 5000 Weight Watchers Points. I think that goes without saying.

    @bellsknits Yes. When you have to argue over whether something is gravy or soup, perhaps that is a sign you shouldn’t guzzle it. 🙂

    @gilmae Peeps are an abomination, and putting them in perfectly good hot chocolate is ABOMINATION + 10.

    @drkknits I told you so! I told you so! (Put one in the microwave. That’s fun. They blow up like balloons.)

    @bellsknits Because you are a cultured individual who has no need to eat 99c sugar coated bits of holiday-themed styrofoam.

    In college, @eileenDCoE once licked a Peep & stuck it to our dorm room door. It stayed there for 6 months. We finally had to chisel it off.

    @gilmae @bellsknits My favorite definition of Peeps ever: http://bit.ly/ctAsnH. My family used to send them every year. *shudder*

    @bellsknits If you really must have Peeps… I can arrange it. @imdominating? The day I never thought would come has arrived. PEEP ME.

    @imdominating Nah, just a bunch of my crazy friends @bellsknits @randomknits want to try them. I think they have a source. It’s all good. 🙂

  • Controlling Competitive Running Instincts

    “Controlling Competitive Running Instincts.” Interesting. I don’t really have that problem; I don’t mind at all if somebody passes me on a training run. Any men want to weigh in?

  • Squirrel-Like Kitten Fed by Chopsticks

    Squirrel-Like Kitten Fed by Chopsticks. Squeeeeeee!

  • Toodledo

    Toodledo
    Have I mentioned Toodledo before? This is my preferred task manager (i.e. “To Do list”). I used to use Remember the Milk, but I balked at their $25/year subscription fee to use it on my iPhone. Toodledo has a version that’s completely free, and you can get the iPhone app for less than $5. All your tasks are synced to the Toodledo website, meaning you can access them wherever you are. They’ve also got loads of other ways to access your list: a Firefox add-on, Twitter integration, Google gadgets, iCal feeds, and various solutions for Android, Windows, and Palm devices. I’ve been using it for well over a year now, and I absolutely love it. So why bring it up now? A few days ago I noticed on the website that I’d been upgraded to a Pro subscription for three months! This normally only happens if you give out your referral link and somebody uses it to register for a Pro account. I’ve asked around and nobody is willing to own up to it. So whoever you are, thank you! It actually prompted me to purchase an additional year’s upgrade since I like the app so much.

  • Shared today on Twitter

    @twelveeyes Boots were Virgo, but alas not in my size. Shoes on order are Aries. (No pics on site yet; look at last page of winter brochure)

    @beaney I still have it open from 10 minutes ago. Want me to snap a screenshot for you?

  • Weekend Update

    I’m pooped. I’m just so tired these days, and I don’t know why. I’ve been feeling ready for bed by 9pm every night. Is it Daylight Savings making the evenings darker? Is it my Implanon screwing with my moods? I just want to feel peppy and energised again. I want to feel engaged and passionate about my hobbies. Right now I’m going through the motions a little bit. I don’t think I’m depressed or anything; I’m still technically Getting Shit Done. I guess I’m just a little blue, is all.

    I spent most of Friday night getting ready for the Guild meeting on Saturday. In addition to my normal duties as Convenor, I also had to give a presentation on “Joining, Weaving and Splicing” (with help from Tia) and then reprise my “Welcome to the Knitternet” presentation for some guests from the Southern Highlands. It was our biggest meeting yet – 47 people! – yet also one of the smoothest and best. I’m actually really proud of that. That took up most of the day, and after a quick beer with Amy, I headed home to chill out. (The Snook spent all day Saturday at work, as his team is working to meet a major deadline.) So I had dinner, watched some Gossip Girl, and went to bed.

    This morning I got up early for my planned 19km run. (That’s 12 miles!) It took me just over 2.5 hours to complete. It was a hot day, and my biggest problem was staying hydrated on the hills. My foot injury wasn’t an issue at all, which was nice. I feel like I should feel more pumped up about the accomplishment, but really, I just got ‘er done. As soon as I got home, I had to quickly shower before Fiona and JP arrived. The three of us were heading off to a very special baby shower for Rose Red. There were loads of bloggers there: her and her and her and her and her and many more… We had sausage rolls and nibbles and cake and champagne. We knitted and chatted. We cheered as Jane opened all her pressies. It was fun! Afterwards I came home and pretty much collapsed. I just can’t muster up the energy to DO anything. I want to record a podcast. I want to start a new knitting project. I want to clean the kitchen. I want to plan a trip to the U.S. I just feel a little… stuck. How do I get unstuck?

  • Shared today on Twitter

    @AusVintageGrrl I’m nearly there…

    I am striking out at Kumfs. Apparently size 42 feet makes me a super freak. 🙁

    Size 41 boots returned. Size 42 shoes successfully ordered from Super Freak Bigfoot Store.

    @Opheli8 GAH. WHAT? HOW?

    Trying for an early bedtime in preparation for tomorrow’s big run…

    Up early for a Sunday. Hydrating and mentally preparing for 12 mile run. Weather looks good.

    More than halfway through the long run. Slow and steady…

  • Shared today on Twitter

    @bellsknits I saw it. Trying hard not to take the bait. 🙂

    Did one of you get a pro Toodledo account and use me as the referrer? I have 3 months free and I can’t figure out why!

    RT @DDsD: RT @c0uP: “I ordered a pizza from Papa John’s and asked for extra peppers” http://bit.ly/9WRgaX // God I miss Papa John’s.

    Catching up on Biggest Loser. Phil finished marathon in 5:06? THAT’S INSANE. I got a little teary, I’ll admit.

    Nothing like your husband arriving home to find you drinking red wine and sobbing over the marathon on The Biggest Loser…

    @knitterjp It has become readily apparent that my chances of finishing the BSJ in time are very slim! I’m sorry!

    @tytana_ Hahahaha… Perhaps!

    @sharre No Sharre today? 🙁

  • Shakshuka

    Note to self: Make shakshuka. That looks goooooood.

  • RunningBlog: Just a Decision

    One of my friends lives on my regular morning run route, and I ran into her this morning (as I often do). She said she was so impressed with how I’m always out there. I laughed it off, but it sort of resonated with me the rest of the run. I don’t think I’m doing anything amazing. I go on two runs a week before work, and I do one long run a weekend. I also try to do at least one cross-training class a week (which is convenient since my work sponsors them). How do I do all that? I just put on my shoes and do it. There’s nothing really magical or admirable about it. I really can’t put it any better than the other Kris did yesterday: “It’s just a decision.” So if you’ve been tempted to get out there, just do it. Don’t procrastinate, and don’t overthink. Just decide and do it.

    That said, I will give one big tip that helps a LOT with not skipping workouts: have plenty of workout clothes. When I started out, I only had a couple sports bras and shorts to run in. It was easy to slip up on laundry and think, “Whoops! Guess I can’t run today.” I made a concerted effort to build up my store of running gear, and now I can’t use that as an excuse anymore.