Welcome to the Single Moms Club…..

 I kicked my now ex-boyfriend out. He’s an alcoholic, and I believed him when he said that he had stopped drinking “because he wanted to be a better man for my kids and I”. Turns out, he’s been drinking, lying about it, and hiding empty bottles in MY car and the garage. We had lived with my parents for the first month that he was here (he moved from North Carolina here to New Mexico) and my mom told me that she and my stepdad found at least fifteen empty bottles of whiskey hidden all over their house.

If that wasn’t bad enough, he refused to quit smoking, even though he has a two-pack a day habit. When someone is living paycheck to paycheck, it seems a little selfish to spend $16 a day on cigarettes.

He just isn’t the person he portrayed himself to be to my family and I. He used to swear that he would work three or four jobs if he had to in order to provide, and he was out of work for a month and a half after getting fired, because he was TOO LAZY to look for a new job. Now, we’ve only been in our house for a month and we’ve already had to sell stuff to make the bills, because he had one of my debit cards and was spending all of my CHILD SUPPORT (from ex-husband)…..I don’t even know what he was spending it on.

I’m so tired of putting up with thirty year-old children. I have three kids, going to have four….I don’t need another one. I flat-out refuse to tolerate a man lying to me again….I’ve had men lying to me since I was eighteen, and I’m sick of it. I honestly just want to be by myself, just eliminate all of the unneccesary drama. I just want to live alone with my kids and my pets, lol. I am so done with relationships. I know I’m coming off like a bitter old hag, but it’s the honest truth. From now on, I’m going to focus on raising my kids, rediscovering my faith, and making myself better.


I can see clearly now, the rain is gone…..

I can see! My eyes have FINALLY cleared up, and fully functional. It only took a MONTH. (grumbling) Turns out, I have to be on an “artificial tears regimen” for the rest of my natural life, as my optometrist so eloquently put it. I don’t mind though. Eyedrops don’t bother me at all, even though I know for a fact that there are some full-grown adults that just *can’t* put them in their own eyes.

In the month since I last blogged, I’ve started AND finished a Clapotis. Thank the knitting gods that the pattern was so ridiculously easy, I was able to do it with my eyes closed….literally. Sometimes with just one eye taped close. My mom couldn’t believe that I was knitting with my eyes all screwed up, but she’s doesn’t understand that there is no such thing as a medical condition that requires one to stop knitting for a length of time. *Non-knitters…..pooh*.


This thing is my new, most-favoritest, absolutely adored thing that I’ve ever knit. And I mean EVER. It’s beautiful. I LOVE it. I’ve already worn it twice since I finished it three days ago. For those who would like a link, it’s Clapotis by Kate Gilbert. I used Universal Yarns Bamboo Pop that I got from my LYS, with a size 5 needle.


It fits me perfectly, as a little wrap OR a scarf. I plan on making at least fourteen more.

Checking In

Just a quick update: I haven’t been able to post in a few weeks because I was diagnosed with keratoconjunctivitis sicca in both of my eyes. In layman’s terms, its super-extreme-why-did-you-wait-so-long-to-go-to-the-doctor-you-moron-dry eye syndrome. My corneas and my conjunctivitis (conjunctiviti?) are so dry that they’ve cracked….kind of like when your skin is really dry and it cracks. I’ve been putting steroid drops in my eyes for the past five days, and it’s definitely cleared up the pain and the UNGODLY light sensitivity that I was experiencing, but my vision is still pretty blurry. And lemme tell ya, staring at the laptop screen doesn’t help. Hopefully my vision will improve by this weekend, but for now, I’m gonna have to wait to post about my knitting (which I am LOVING right now) and the family happenings. Stay tuned, I shouldn’t be legally blind for too much longer.

The Two-Year Itch


Hooray for FOs!! I FINALLY finished a pair of socks for my dear mother.. They’re Trilobite socks from Wendy D. Johnson’s fabulous book “Socks From the Toe Up“. I used my very first shipment from the Sunnydale Yarn Club, which is a Buffy-themed club. *nerdgasm* Colorway is Leader of the Pack. For those of you who don’t know, it’s inspired by the episode in the first season where Xander and a group of other kids get possessed by the spirits of demon hyenas. *Ahem* It was incredibly pleasant to work with, nice and soft and squooshy.

Now, the history behind these socks is one full of torment and misery. I had promised Mom I would make her a pair of socks for her birthday in September back in 2012. Yes, I know….I didn’t quite make my deadline. I just couldn’t find a pattern that I liked that came in a size L. At first I had pipe dreams of using a regular old size M and blocking the finished products out to a L, but after remembering that Mom wears a size 10 1/2, I realized how completely idiotic that idea was. I actually started and frogged two different patterns with two different yarns. One ended up being way too small (I’m an EXTREMELY tight knitter) and the other wasn’t turning out the way I thought it would. After those two dismal failures, I tucked the commitment away in the deep, dark recesses of my mind, and promptly started (and finished) at least six other projects.

Fast forward to January of this year. I figured “New Year, new leaf!” and decided to finish the damned socks once and for all. They took a lot longer than I think they normally would, but I started them a week before I left my ex-husband and moved 300 miles away from him. Mom was ecstatic to finally get them….after a lot of huffy, kind-of-pretending-but-also-kind-of-serious rude comments about how long she’d been waiting. She then asked me if she wanted to get a shawl two years from now, should she go ahead and place an order RIGHT now?

Mom has a truly magical sense of humor. And, as of two days ago, a pair of excruciatingly annoying socks.




“ello, ‘ello folks. This is a brand new post(wee!)!

I decided to reboot my blog. I am *horrible* at keeping up with it, but I have made numerous threats to myself that if I forget about it, I’m going to burn one skein of yarn every week. Well…..I’m going to seriously think about it. Well….probably not. But I’ll keep issuing empty threats to myself.

So, this is pretty much going to stick with the same theme as before. Knitting, yarn, family. The Big Three. But hopefully soon, I’ll be able to document my first timid ventures into dying yarn, which is something I’ve wanted to do for the past few years. My ol’ man and I are currently looking for a bigger house right now, and he’s already promised the garage to me as a makeshift dying studio. That’s a big thing for a man to promise….most of them want to turn the garage into a “man-cave”.

Stay tuned….hopefully I’ll have an FO by tomorrow. *mutters under breath*


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