Mamascrapalota-Blogga

Hello!

It's been awhile, due to.........well EVERYTHING!

This post is all about ME! ME! ME! Sorry for the selfishness of it all but I guess it is my blog....

You know about the surgery, all is well there, and my sister took my stitches out:
She was very happy to wield the scissors and inflict pain!  Bwaaahahahahahah!!!!! (wanna see it bigger?  Just click on the pic)

While at her house we took the kiddos skating and had a hilarious time in a stuck-in-the-70's skating rink with an interesting DJ.  Let's just say that that particular 45 year old still lives with his mother in the basement. 

I knitted in my wheelchair:

That's the famous Noro striped scarf that I'll show you later when it's done.

And, I finished this tiny dog sweater for my mom's little 3 lb. Maltese "Izzy."
Pattern by Kristi Porter from the book "Knitting for Dogs"
Yarn: Borocco (spelling?)

And, so far for this half of the trip here in California, I've plugged along on my striped sweater:
 

Here is another thing I like to do up here in Cattle Country with my husband:

And, now I leave you in the position my family says I'm in the most (besides knitting):

Happy New Year to you!

Another Surgery

I'm not sure why Typepad is not inserting my photos and only giving you links but click above to see my X-Rayed foot with labels.  I'm crafty like that.

Anyway, today at 2:45 PM, I'm having ANOTHER foot surgery on the same foot.  This makes three. The details are gory again and can be seen listed in the photo above.  It's getting old, but I'm hoping, NAY, I am praying, that this is it.  I met a lady in the Dr.'s office yesterday who told me she was on her 7th surgery for her ankle.  No thanks. 

To make it interesting, I'm off to San Francisco on the 18th - 6 days from now - to hang out with my sister and her family. From there are up to my parent's ranch for Christmas Day and then back down to San Diego for New Year's fun with all our Cali friends.  In a cast.  SWEET!  I guess it's time to break out my little roller-derby scooter again.  Get back, brotha'... I'm wicked on that thing.

It's now 6:08 AM and I already had my breakfast.  I can't eat or drink for the rest of the day, and if I learned just one thing from my last surgery, I will NOT be a martyr this time, and I will take my pain medication right away.  They make me loopy like a sorority girl so if I talk to you in the next few days, you might hear me say, "I'm sooooo buzzed!" and, "I love youuuuuuu." in a sing-songy voice.  It comes with the territory. Enjoy it now, because my "sparkling personality" will return by Tuesday.  Heh....

So, I guess I'll talk to you on the other side.

And, that's NOT all she wrote!

Sledding and Spinning

Last Thursday we had a heck of a snow - about 6-8 in. and the girls decided to go out sledding. I suggested it to them, and they said, "nah, we don't want to!" so really, I decided that they should go sledding.  Once they got out there and started sledding they had a blast, and ended up staying out for about an hour and a half. 

On Friday, ALL the snow melted and we had a beautiful 65 degree day.  We ate our lunch outside!  Coloradans all say, "if you don't like the weather now, wait 5 minutes!"  So, there you have it.

On the spinning front I got some cool new fiber from my friend Dianne from Creatively Dyed Yarns.  It's Milk Protein/Seacell/Wool. and I got about 185 yards out of 4 oz.  Now I just need to find a Cowl pattern that will show off the yarn and not the stitch pattern.  Maybe I'll make one up myself.  What a concept!

Aspen, Celebrity Sightings, Womens World Cup

Since I'm not skiing I've had a lot of free time here in Aspen this year.  Yesterday I stayed home and did nothing but knit and watch movies.  But today..... that's a different story.

I decided to hike up the hill and watch the Women's Giant Slalom on Run 1 on Ajax.  It's the run next to the gondola in town about two blocks from the house.  Let me start by telling you it was all uphill at 9,000 feet, and my foot hurts, but I'm determined.  Yes-siree. I got up there and watched about an hour of very cool skiing, some wipeouts, and interesting people.  If you follow these things, France came in first. (and if you are reading this Scout, I was thinking of you!)

From there I hiked back down and fell twice in the street along with several other people at the same time and knocked my camera and my booty pretty hard once.  All I cared about was not hurting my foot. Not a prob.  I decided to eat at Zele' and had my favorite lobster bisque with a spinach and cheese sandwitch.  Yumm.  And, I had a view of the hill.

I decided to cross the street and up a block to check out Amen Wardy's store and get some cool gifts.  Tis' the Season and all.  I open the door and there is the most beautiful German Shepherd stretching his neck out to greet me.  I immediately bend down and talk to him, petting and smoothing his beautiful fur.  I didn't look up to the owner, but I hear him say, "this is Max."  I keep talking to Max and loving on him and I ask, "how old?"'

Him: He's 1 and 1/2

Me: We'll he's beautiful!

Him: Thanks, we got him in Germany.

Me: Wow!  Are all his commands in German?

Him: Yes, but we've had them before, so I know the commands already.  Wow, that's quite a camera you have there. What is it?

Me:  Oh thanks! It's a Cannon 40D.  I'm not skiing this trip because of a healing broken foot, but I did hike up to see the Womens World Cup and took some amazing photos. 

Me: [Pat, Pat, Pat]  Ha, here I am talking to you and I just had Spinach and I probably have some in my teeth.

Him:  Let me see....

Me: [Grimacing] eeeeeeeeeeee!!!

Him: Nope, you're clear and good to go.

Me: Funny, thanks! We'll he's beautiful! You look kindof familiar....

Him:  I'm Robert Wagner.

Me:  Oh wow, nice to meet you! [crap!] Oh great, and you just inspected my teeth.

Him: Haha. Not a problem. So are you going up again this afternoon to see the girls ski again?

Me: No, not unless they install a chairlift right here, cuz' I'm done walking.

Him: We'll we're just in here shopping.  Amen is one of my good friends and he does a lot of stuff for us, so we are just checking things out.  Taking Max out for a walk. 

Just then, a beautiful, fur-coated woman with bright red hair swept over and started talking to Mr. Wagner and I decided to scoot away.  It was his wife Jill St. John. 

Him: Bye!  Nice to meet you!

Nicest celebrity EVER. Most normal conversation EVER.  I'm impressed.  And, DANG he's good looking.