To much to tell; part 2

It's been a really busy couple of weeks here in Leicester, so I'll start at the beginning.

I went for my sleep study late last month, and they had me wearing a monitor watch all this month. I finally got to take it off on Thursday, and weirdly I miss it. I'm thinking of buying a watch (which I have never worn) as my wrist now feels completely naked?!? I get my results at the end of July, it's so hard waiting, but it's the NHS so what can you do!

In Knitting news, I had a really slow month. I think having so many projects on the go, kind of made me less focused, so I was working on nothing, rather then picking up any particular project. So lase weekend I decided to remedy the situation. I finished the second of the oil socks , and finally managed to finish the secret project I'd been working on. I also got all but one sleeve finished on my Sirdar cardigan which then had to be finished at 2am Friday night, so that I could wear it to my Birthday BBQ on Saturday.

I had a wonderful Birthday yesterday, and thanks to facebook, I had lots of well wishes from people I hadn't seen in ages. My Sockapalooza pal sent me an e-card from Germany, Thank you pal, it was lovely, and I had lots of friends come round for a BBQ, which turned into a non-BBQ due to the rain...The joy of British summers! My best birthday present however arrived very late at night...My invitation to Ravelry. There is so much info I will have to put in there. I wanted to do it today, but in my hungover state, sleep & TV have proved much more important.

Lastly, I'm now counting down to woolfest. Only 4 days,until Sarah & I set off to the Lake district, and after that Hubby & I will be going down to Devon for a weeks holiday, so I'll be doing the UK end to end next week.

Right now I'm off to curl up on the sofa to feel sorry for myself some more.

Sing-a-long

Happy Birthday to me
Happy Birthday to me
Happy Birthday to Sarah
Happy Birthday to me

Ok, now I have to go open some presents, and ge ready for the people coming round this afternoon. I hope it doesn't rain, I'm supposed to be having a BBQ!

Too much to tell

I have so much to tell at the moment, that I haven't blogged it for lack of time, but I thought maybe I was neglecting my blog, so I thought instead, I would tell you the 5 reasons I know I'm totally addicted to knitting!

1. I now not only think "I could knit that" when I see nice knitwear, I also think "it would look lovely in Rowan cotton glace in that red I saw the other day"
2. I can't remember the last time I went a single day without knitting at least one stitch
3. My none knitting work colleagues bought me knitting goodies for my birthday
4. If I think I am going to be stuck with no knitting, I go into panic mode, and have to find a yarn shop, no matter what.
5. When my friends saw the new shreddies ad, they called to see if I could knit them some shreddies, and I considered it (you can see the add here Shreddies - Knit by Nana's)

I'll fill you in on all that I've been doing at the weekend, and I promise pictures.

Second Sock Swap

I have just set this up, Second Sock Swap. It's a swap, so that you never have to suffer from second sock syndrome ever again. Please people join up, It's a little lonely in there just for me :)

Feeling Loved

Wow, I have just read all of the comments from my last post, and I feel so warm and loved, it's amazing how good knowing that people you have never met care! Thank you everyone who commented!

A couple of people mentioned that bloglines isn't working for my blog (this is why I use Netvibes instead) I'm trying to claim the blog, so that I can correct the feed, so hang on in there for me!

This was sent to me by my boss today, as a cheer up to all of the office. If any one is having a bad day at work, this will cheer you up!

If you are going to resign, do it in style!!! Actual letter of resignation from employee at Zantex Computers, USA , to her boss who apparently resigned very soon afterwards!


Dear Mr. Baker,

As a graduate of an institution of higher education, I have a few very basic expectations. Chief among these is that my direct superiors have an intellect that ranges above the common ground squirrel.

After your consistent and annoying harassment of my co-workers and me during the commission of our duties, I can only surmise that you are one of the few true genetic wastes of our time.

Asking me, a network administrator, to explain every little nuance of everything I do each time you happen to stroll into my office is not only a waste of time, but also a waste of precious oxygen.

I was hired because I know how to network computer systems, and you were apparently hired to provide amusement to myself and other employees, who watch you vainly attempt to understand the concept of "cut and paste" for the hundredth time.

You will never understand computers. Something as incredibly simple as binary still gives you too many options. You will also never understand why people hate you, but I am going to try and explain it to you, even though I am sure this will be just as effective as telling you what an IP is.

Your shiny new iMac has more personality than you ever will. You walk around the building all day, shiftlessly looking for fault in others. You have a sharp dressed useless look about you that may
have worked for your interview, but now that you actually have responsibility, you pawn it off on overworked staff, hoping their talent will cover for your glaring ineptitude. In a world of managerial evolution, you are the blue-green algae that everyone else eats and laughs at. Managers like you are a sad proof of the Dilbert principle. Since this situation is unlikely to change without you getting a full frontal lobotomy reversal, I am forced to tender my resignation, however I have a few parting thoughts.

1. When someone calls you in reference to employment, it is illegal for you to give me a bad recommendation. The most you can say to hurt me is "I prefer not to comment." I will have friends randomly call you over the next couple of years to keep you honest, because I know you would be unable to do it on your own.

2. I have all the passwords to every account on the system, and I know every password you have used for the last five years. If you decide to get cute, I am going to publish your "favorites list", which I
conveniently saved when you made me "back up" your useless files. I do believe that terms like "Lolita" are not usually viewed favorably by the administration.

3. When you borrowed the digital camera to "take pictures of your Mother's birthday," you neglected to mention that you were going to take pictures of yourself in the mirror nude. Then you forgot to erase them like the techno-moron you really are. Suffice it to say I have never seen such odd acts with a sauce bottle, but I assure you that those have been copied and kept in safe places pending the authoring of a glowing letter of recommendation. (Try to use a spell check please; I hate having to correct your mistakes.)

Thank you for your time, and I expect the letter of recommendation on my desk by 8:00 am tomorrow. One word of this to anybody, and all of your little twisted repugnant obsessions will be open to the public.

Never f*** with your systems administrator. Why? Because they know what you do with all that free time!

Wishing you a grand and glorious day,

Cecelia.

Was it something I said?

I'm feeling a little lonely over here in blogland at the moment, no comments on my last 2 posts, a girl could think that no-one loves her :)

On a chirpier note, I have been doing some stash re-organisation this weekend, The IK summer tunic, has been completed, was big enough for 2 of me, and so has been ripped back. I have decided to re-knit it with a few alterations, which now I think about it, will mean that it isn't the summer tunic at all, but more on that another day.

I picked up fabulous flirty crochet at my local waterstones last week, and have started a cardigan out of it this week. I had forgotten how quick crochet6 is, and I'm loving that this will be finished do soon.

And now for my best piece of news, Babylonglegs is coming to woolfest with me. We are going to have a girly weekend camping out, so let me know if you are going to be there too, as i would love to meet all of my blogging friends in real life!