Posts Tagged 'ABC-along 2008'

I is for Indignation

It’s funny how perilous knitting can be. There have been times where I came home to see yarn strewn across the entire living room floor, or walked in the door to see this (above). Naturally, I feel this is inappropriate, and I express my indignation through yelling “DROP IT!”

It never works.  🙂

H is for Honda

I hope I’m not going to be sued by Honda or anything, since I’m technically posting a picture of their product.  I’ll cross my fingers.  I love you, Honda!

My first experience was with a 1979 Honda that my parents had for the first 10 years or so of my life.  It was reliable,  sturdy, and lasted for 200,000ish miles.  We’ve always had at least on Honda in the family, and when it was time for me to get my own car, I wanted one too.  Used Hondas are expensive, of course, so I got an old American car.  It died within 6 months.  After that,  I got my (1991) Honda and never looked back.  That lasted until 2 years ago, when I decided that it had too much rust for me.  It still ran fine, of course.  I don’t have anything against American cars in general, but I just love me my Honda.  The above picture is my current Honda (covered in grass).

G is for Gravity

It took me forever to come up with a picture for this, and I’m not sure it makes all that much sense, so I’ll try to explain it as best I can.

Gravity is my constant enemy.  It makes me drop my knitting projects, pushes over the mug of tea I have precariously balanced on the arm of the sofa, and makes my pod constantly fall out of my pockets when I stand.  This picture attempts to illustrate gravity’s toll on me, by showing a freshly dropped knitting project (my foot is for scale).    Not only does gravity continually annoy me, it also means that I get cat hair on every project.

F is for Fan

In many ways, the fan is the most important part of my existence.  It helps me sleep.  It keeps me cool.  It soothes me in times of need.  I’ve always had battles regarding the fan/sleep arrangement; when I was little my dad had to forcibly take my fan away from me when it got cold.  Now, my husband is more forgiving.  Regardless, I did buy one of those noise-makers in an attempt to break my fan habit.  No dice.  It is just a vice I will have to live with.

E is for elliptical

We got this in December 2007, and I’ve been exercising (regularly) every since.  Well, except for the 3 week period when it was broken.  I’m really pleased to finally have an elliptical trainer in the house, because it greatly increases the odds that I will exercise, and exercise is good.

D is for Dice

I use dice a lot.  I game with them, lust after them (I have a horrible dice-collecting habit), hate them, and love them.  I don’t have as many dice as my husband, but I do have a fair amount.  I am one of those superstitious  gamers who will not use a die if it continues to roll poorly for me, so I need to have a good variety to choose from.  I like my dice so much that I knit a dice bag for them (as I mentioned a few weeks ago)

Yes, it is good.  I need my dice to be happy.

C is for…

…Cat!  Of course!  Here is the oldest cat in our household, Nikki.  She looks cute, but she’s very, very deadly as well.  The only one she really likes is my husband.  C is also for, well, you know.

Heh.  🙂

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