Eek! It's been two whole months since I posted anything!

I have to apologize. I kind of forgot about this blog for a while. Some pretty hardcore stuff has happened in the last couple of months, and I've had my mind on other things. I've been making some pretty awesome stuff too, and soon as I can find the camera, I'll post pictures. Pretty, bright, colourful pictures that will be the best I've ever taken. Well... maybe not quite that good, but at least you'll be able to tell what they are. In the last little while, I've made:

•  A feather and fan blanket for my aunt.
• An Irish Hiking Scarf for my boyfriend.
• A knot stitch blanket for my mum.
• A multicoloured, multi-yarned blanket for my sister.
• Two cabled hats for my sister and aunt.
• A drop stitch scarf out of some lovely green and purple laceweight, and
• A LOT of fishies.

In my defense, I've had a lot of time to knit lately. I switched from a public school to an online/homeschool hybrid thing, so now I'm home all day. It's great fun. I can sleep in as late as I want, eat anything, watch whatever I please and actually do all the things I've been putting off because I didn't have the time. I also learned how to spin. With a CD spindle and some fleece. I've come to the conclusion that I dislike spinning wool and fleece and would much rather do fabric and plastic bags. I did a pretty blue and yellow yarn out of scrap fabric that I think I'll use to make a rug. And today I spun some walmart bags too. They turned out well enough, I suppose. I still need to figure out how to finish my spun yarns so they don't start to unravel. Ah well, I'm sure I'll get it one day.

I've joined the SCA. Don't worry, it's not a cult. It's the Society of Creative Anachronism and it's awesome! Right now I'm just singing, but eventually I want to try heavy fighting(fighting with a sword and shield). I find that the people are incredibly helpful and kind and generally wonderful. They are always willing to share knowledge and teach newcomers. It's great! I've already started my new dress, which is a tube dress. I think it might be a peplos style dress. I haven't quite decided on a persona, but I think I may just go with something from the British Isles. Irish, more than likely. It's definitely made my interest in history more... acceptable. And of course, there is no end of things to try. I'm incredibly excited to go to my first event, which is called Winter War and in two weeks. It's going to be completely awesome, or so I've been told.

I think that's all for now, and I'll try to have those pictures up just as soon as I  can take them.

Movin' and groovin'

I love music. Love love love it. I have a massive music collection, and I'm friends with some awesome local artists here in town. And because I love music so much, I've decided to post a couple lists of my favourite music. My favourites for the moment, at least. So let's get to it.

1) The Dragon-Slayer - HeroIncredible

    This is an epic song. About slaying a dragon. That video up there is the music video, and it is awesome. The band are pretty cool too, if you get to know them. This song is incredibly catchy, and you WILL get it stuck in your head.

2) Don't Cry Out Loud - Melissa Manchester
    An oldie, but a goodie. Awesome 80's pop. It's a bit sad too, and also very catchy. Then again, it's 80's pop. It would be terrible if it weren't catchy.

3) Desperado - Celtic Thunder
    I tried to find a video for this, but my search was in vain. I'm sure there is one on youtube somewhere. I love this version of Desperado, it just seems so much slower. The Irish accents help too.

4) Masochism Tango - Tom Lehrer

    This one is actually one of H.'s. But it's awesome, especially since one of my favourite things to say to him is "Sticks and stones may break my bones, but whips and chains excite me. So throw me down and tie me and please oh please bite me."

5) I'm not Missing You - Stacy Orrico

 

   Great breakup song. Really, it is. And super catchy and awesome... I really need to start listening to music that doesn't get stuck in my head. Because then I start singing it on the bus, and that's not a good thing.

Why, facebook? Why?

As a member of the younger generation, I spend a great deal of time on that time consuming website they call facebook. If I don't have it running on my phone, then I have a tab open on my computer. And I have noticed a rather strange trend.

People posting pictures of their wounds.

Now, I'm not talking about big, gaping, oh-god-where-did-your-left-toe-go?! kind of wounds. Just little cuts. Pictures of fingers that got nicked by a knife, or a leg that someone cut shaving. I have no issue with these things. They happen to me on a pretty regular basis. But do people really need to take pictures and post them on a public forum?

I don't know whether I'm missing some new meme here. I'm usually about 6-8 months behind on the memes. I just found out about "I accidently the whole thing" a couple weeks ago, and that was because H. and his friends kept using it and I had no idea what they meant. I could write this whole blog about things that H. and his friends say that I don't understand, but I digress. People should not be posting pictures of their cuts and burns and such.

I have to wonder what exactly people are thinking. Are they really so addicted to facebook and others opinions that they must post ever detail of their lives? Does their thought process consist of "Look, I must have accidentally cut myself! I must take a picture of this and post it online so I can get sympathy from people I barely know! And then that girl I like can see just how harcore I really am."?

Sometimes, I wonder about the future of humanity. Then, I come to the conclusion that the prevalence of social media is to blame for the 'look at me!' syndrome that all young people seem to be facing these days.

It wouldn't be so bad if they had good stories to go with the pictures. But it's usually something mundane like shaving or feeding a baby. What happened to humor? What happened to laughter? What happened to NOT BEING LAME?! I blame the internet. Any one thinks they can post any thing and it has to be funny. Alas, it is not true. Not anymore, friends. Not anymore.

Anyways, I'm off to show off this nasty cut I got chasing a puppy down a hill while riding a unicorn and playing chess with Artemis Fowl.

They call me Peaches.

My name is Peaches. At least, that's what I go by online. Or Miss Peach. Or the Princess Peach. I'm really not picky as long as it has Peach in it. I love that name, and no, it's not based off the character from Mario. In fact, I didn't even think of that until someone pointed it out. And even then...

I wear a pink trench coat everywhere I go. A bright pink trench coat. It's my signature. It's how people know me. They point me out in the halls. Some of them only know me by my coat. It's pretty darn noticeable.That was where I got the idea for this name. I can't count how many times people have referred to me as the "Girl in the Pink Coat".

I live in Cowtown, Alberta. No, that's not the actual name of the place, but it's pretty accurate. We're pretty awesome, with our cowboys and Old West themed restaurants. We've also got a lot of fields, farmers and snow. I hate snow. We're in the middle of a blizzard right now, and I haven't left the house in two days because it's so cold outside.I've been sitting in my pajamas, knitting, eating soup and watching reruns of CSI, Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Merlin. Supplemented by a great deal of hot chocolate and tea.

I love to knit. It's a pretty relaxing hobby, and it keeps me calm (which is very important, trust me on that). Right now, I'm working on a fish blanket, a knot stitch blanket, a Jayne Cobb hat and two scarves. Yay for knitting! I also like to eat, cook, doing computery things, read, listen to music, sing and be awesome. This blog is going to be about all of those things. Perhaps even at the same time. In fact, there may be even more awesome stuff added sometimes.

I have a boyfriend. We'll refer to him as H. He's sweeter than candy on a stick. I swear, if I cut that boy open, he'd bleed maple syrup. Anyways, H. may make an appearance occasionally. Well, not him, but stories about him. He's a wee bit strange, but I don't mind. He's my strange boyfriend and I wouldn't trade him for all the yarn in the world (unless it was mohair. Then I might consider it.).

If you still happen to be awake after my little blurb, then I bid you welcome. Have fun, enjoy and I hope you have a couple of laughs (or very manly giggles) while you make your way through these posts. And since they all come out of my head, I hope you come out sane. Or mostly sane.