Here at Chez Saun, it is not always all-craftiness-all-the-time. Sometimes we (we meaning me) feel it is our duty to bring you entertainment as well as pertinent information for the everyday. If my life can prove entertaining and informational, who am I to deny you. So in addition to Friendly Tips For Everyday Living , I now bring to you…. Saun’s Lucky Lottery Numbers .

If North Carolina had a lottery I would play these, but since we don’t, I’m passing these little gems on to you. All I ask is 10% if you strike it rich. If you lose…well..better luck next time. I make no guarantees…my name isn’t Aunt Cleo.

Enjoy!

34 The number of minutes I sat on the phone one day while my sister (with Mamacita in the background) scolded/cursed-me-out for not having a man. Obviously I’m not trying hard enough. I should be trolling the church pews and dressing up in candy striper costumes in hospital hallways.

55 The approximate highway driving time between me and a man that I gave my phone number to last week. I met him at a friend’s party and he seemed okay but given 2 unsuccessful attempts at long distance relationships, I am very anti-distance when it comes to dating. Call me crazy, but I don’t think these types of things work. But nonetheless, I gave him my number.

38 That would be his age. That’s quite a few years above my standard +5/-2 age rule. It’s out of my comfort level but I’m trying to be open to new things. (I ignored the initial warning/nagging signs in my brain.)

23 The age he thought I was. Flattering yet bothersome. Yeah, looking young will come in handy one day but this is probably the reason I can’t get men my own age. They are always much younger or much older. And what would a 38 year old man want with a 23 year old woman? I mean, other than the obvious.

20 The amount of hours he works at his 2 jobs in addition to his regular 40 hour job. Hmmmmm? Why so many jobs you wonder? So did I. No man works that much for the heck of it. Would he really have time to spend with me and what does he need all this money for? My first guess, a child. (I continue to tread lightly)

18 (Danger, Will Robingson, Danger!!!) His daughter’s age. The daughter for which he is working all these hours so she can have a car since she is in college. He doesn’t have a child, he has an adult. I was expecting 6 or maybe even 10 years old. I could have wrapped my mind around that, but 18, that’s just WAY beyond my comfort level. That means I was 11 when she was born. I know this because my aunt had a child that same year. That means I was in the 6th grade and he was out of high school and pushing around a stroller. And now I’m beginning to wonder should I be worried that he originally thought I was only 5 years older than his daughter? Oh… and did I forget to add that she has said that she doesn’t want her father to date or get married. At that age,she is old enough to actually and creatively cause problems in his relationships.

And they wonder why I have no man. HA! This is the best of the situations I’ve had over the past year.

See my man Wentworth in a short film

Hear a sneak peek of Jamie Foxx’s new album.

Song Meme
Psuedo-Tagged by Christie

List seven songs you are into right now. No matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they’re any good, but they must be songs you’re really enjoying now. Post these instructions in your blog along with your seven songs. Then tag seven other people to see what they’re listening to.

Joy Ride – Mariah Carey
So Fine – Mint Condition (this is in permanent rotation – it’s my absolute favorite song)
If I Was A Bird – Floetry
Lay Down – Floetry
Go Crazy – Young Jeezy f/ Jay-Z
Kryptonite – Big Boi (from Outkast)
My Love Don’t Stop – Craig David

Tag:
Fawn
Nik
Sarah
Shelby
Carrie
Michelle
Anyone else that wants to.

I’m so glad everyone enjoyed yesterdays ode to Georgia O’Keefe. Interweave gives a whole new meaning to knitting/yarn porn. (Giggle giggle!)

While venturing through bloglandia yesterday I stumbled upon the topic of wire knitting. “Perfect”, I thought,” Just the original type of thing that we need for the charity show. We have tons of scarves. Why not take it up a notch?” So after work, I ran to the store and bought some beading wire since I already had some beads. Everyone claims this is fun. Well I say bull-(bleep) !!! (Sorry Mamacita, but its not a curse word when you bleep it out). It’s a means to a pretty end but knitting with wire is about as fun as a trip to the dentist.

Add beads and it’s a nightmare. The wire twists and kinks, and you have to knit with metal needles for fear of destroying your good needles. This means metal-on-metal which equals excrutiating pain in your fingers. The picture is a little crappy but that’s what happens when your fingers are curled up like talon claws from the pain.

I have one other project which I may finish in time for the show, but if I don’t, I think knitting with wire makes up for it.

Here are the hats I made. Three are going to be auctioned as a set. The pattern is really quick and only takes about 2-3 hours. When I get a chance I’ll write it up and post it in my free pattern section.

Remember that men’s sweater I mentioned a few days ago….well, it ain’t happenin. This debacle cements the fact that I am not a fan of top-down knitting. It may seem like a fast option but I don’t like the concept of clothing made all in one piece. I envision ill-fitting improperly shaped garments and this time my vision was a reality. Due to 4 or 5 extra rows, (yeah, I free formed it and didn’t follow exact directions..my bad), the sweater was an extra large and the armholes turned out to be XXXL. I’m so put-off by the whole thing that I’m just scraping the project.

Instead I’m going to contribute a few men’s hats to the charity event. The pattern is the first I ever designed. It’s just a simple hat that is knit flat and seamed.

Other things that ain’t happening

Thing 1

The felted boots from the new Interweave . The first picture is deceptively attractive.

But the second, looks like big muppet feet. Look closely. The shoes don’t even match. I already have big feet. There is NO WAY I’m going to accent them with felted clown shoes.

Thing 2

Anything modeled by the scary haired model…ain’t gonna happen. The unkempt look is not a good selling point and will deter me from making anything she has on. All I’ll remember is that hair.

Thing 3

Anything modeled by the droopy breasted model. If there is any danger of “the girls” looking like that in a top… it’s not gonna happen. And a note to Interweave Knits…this isn’t high fashion runway. This is everyday people knitting. Bras shouldn’t be optional.

And just for fun, I thought I’d throw in this pic from p.82…

What does this look like to you?

I didn’t know that the Post Office made deliveries on Sunday, but it seems that they do.

After a knock on the door, and the rapid opening of a big box, here is what I found inside.

Goodies, Goodies, Goodies from my secret pal, Shelby . I am so excited about this gift. Ther is some luscious yarn (I’ve fondled a few times already), beads, dpn needle holders, some absolutely fabulous chocolates (yum-yum), and best of all, the Alterknits book( I REALLY wanted this). Thanks Shelby!!!! Shelby has been a great SP, so stop over and say hi. She’s also one of the hostesses for Secret Pal Seven , so don’t forget to sign up.