Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Big Red

Look what just came off the needles! I just finished my mom's birthday blanket and I've affectionately named it "Big Red". It was actually supposed to be her present for last year's birthday but it obviously didn't get finished no where near its due date. Last year I started it a few days before her birthday because my disillusioned mind thought that it would only take a few days to finish. I'm not sure what planet I was living on last year, as the blanket took a year to finish. Okay, okay, I worked on it sporadically and I finished several projects in between, but a blanket can be a hard thing to work on for various reasons: 1) It is humangous so it is not a portable project that I could really work on outside of the house; 2) It is humangous so working on it can make a person hot especially since it's wool and if you work with it on your lap then it's like wearing a wool blanket and who wants to wear a wool blanket when it's hot in Hawaii?; and 3) It is humangous so working just one row on it can be time consuming. Don't feel too sorry for my mom, though. She got a scarf while she was waiting. Anyway, here's another picture of Big Red without the flash. You can see the cables running through it better.

Monday, May 12, 2008

First party

I'm exhausted. Lance is exhausted. We had our families over for Mother's Day last night (and my mom's birthday) and the preparation involved tuckered us out a bit. We've been working like crazy to renovate and clean up the house, but it all paid off because I'm pretty pleased as to how our house looks now. This was our first party here and actually it was our first family party ever since our townhouse was too small to hold everyone. For various reasons, I was worried that we weren't going to have enough food so I made kind of a lot (Lance thought I was crazy), but my family all brought a lot of food so we were all very well fed. It was funny because hosting a family party seemed very adult-like, which my mom realized early in the evening and apparently looking at her adult daughter left her speechless. As I refilled the tray of spinach rolls, my cousin (who's only a year younger than me, for heaven's sakes) teased that I had become one of the "moms" to which I responded with my traditional "bite me." Me, an adult?
The picture was taken last night and is of my popo, dad, uncle, and aunty.