Coffee and chocolate

miggy

On the way back from work at about 8 this morning I bumped into someone who reminded me I am supposed to have something knitted for a charity fundraiser and it's tomorrow!

Well, the knitting has happened but I don't know if the person who is doing the finishing touches will be able to get an extra batch done should I be able to get them to her in time. Guiltily emailed someone about it but I'm not going to stay awake to sort it further. Not a lot likely to happen between now and when I get up, anyway... apart from tens of thousands of people going on strike and DS (and several million others) getting an unscheduled day off school. He reckons Middlesbrough is going to be inundated with teenagers. That's if the trains are running.

Yaaawwwn... excuse me! Zzzzzzzzzzz

Bad_Weather

Can't believe you knit aswell as bake the birthday cakes miggy! Your a proper soccer mum aren't you!

Thats something else I've started taking up (well so far i have 2 balls of wool). Decided that with so many friends getting pregnant it would save on some pennies! Just need to learn what i'm supposed to do with the wool now...

I'll be looking for alot more than 1 days notice to knit something though...i'm thinking around 9 months to be exact! :rotfl: x

miggy

I haven't knitted for years - though I guess I could threaten my sons with HM jumpers. Move over Mrs Weasley - I relish the thought of these super-cool teens/twenties having to wear something with a picture on the front! Mwha ha ha ha!

The current lot of knitting is very tiny so doing some in one day isn't as impressive as it might sound. Would you believe - mini mini covers for Ferrero Rochers?!

ETA - start with a scarf, you can never have too many scarves.

miggy

Hello SB, thanks for the thanks! How are you? I see Mike's thread is chatty again! Come and join in .

Now what did I come to post about?... Clubcard vouchers. I went on the website and found I had a couple due to expire so I got them printed out at the library (our printer having ground to a halt) and hurriedly spent them. It was a bit odd having to spend £9 with nothing needed for the evening meal, but I got some staple ingredients and some J2Os to go in Christmas stockings.

I also grabbed some carrier bags from the stash in the kitchen so I could claim the points, and when I opened them to put the groceries in, there were a couple of receipts DS2 had left in, with the points still on them, so I claimed those. Offered DS2 the points but he wasn't bothered - I suppose 5p isn't a huge amount in real life, is it? but it pleased me.

miggy

Another procrastination day for me. I did do some fairly (potentially) useful stuff in the way of moving some money into savings then researching ISAs a bit because I really haven't much clue how one behaves when the OD is finally slinking off with its tail between its legs, and ISAs sound like the sort of thing I've heard mentioned.

Haven't signed up to anything.

I managed to get my time sheet in on time (yesterday) AND put in a £33 travel claim which will come in useful.

There's a casserole in the Slow Cooker using up all sorts of root veg, bacon and chicken which were in the fridge. The washing machine's on (late) and the dishes are done. The scraps of green pepper and carrot have gone to Small Furry for a little treat (she doesn't like swede).

I've played on FB and done my piano practice... def. procrastination day. Perhaps they ought to include it as an extra so that everyone has enough days in the week for everything?

Last night DH showed me some of a programme about people who attend wealth seminars. Admittedly it has a strange fascination, but it I were a millionaire, I think I'd miss the little joys of wombling and using up, etc etc. I've read 'Rich Dad, Poor Dad' and I can kind of see what he means, but to me, paying yourself first is moral dodgy ground - there are plenty of people who suffer because they haven't been paid when money was owed to them, and I hope I would never willingly do that.

Wondering what else I can do before I go out in the cold to drop off the knitting and get mum's shopping.

fredandwilma

miggy wrote: »

Wondering what else I can do before I go out in the cold to drop off the knitting and get mum's shopping.

Read a poem?

What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare?

No time to stand beneath the boughs,
And stare as long as sheep and cows:


No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass:


No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night:


No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance:


No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began?


A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.

Lemon_Tree

nice poem

miggy

Welcome to the fray, fredandwilma! Pull up a chair, set a spell... oops, I seem to have gone a bit hill billy.

I'm amazed that that particular poem has come back to me - I sent it to a friend a few months ago.

Here's one back to you:

The Rainbow comes and goes,
And lovely is the Rose,
The Moon doth with delight
Look round her when the heavens are bare,
Waters on a starry night Are beautiful and fair;
The sunshine is a glorious birth;
But yet I know, where'er I go,
That there hath past away a glory from the earth.

... which, as you may know, is part of a longer poem.

miggy

Knitting dispatched, Mum visited, dinner eaten...

I'll take the opportunity to confess to spending £6 on fairy lights simply because I wanted them, and they are pretty.

fredandwilma

Thou, whose exterior semblance doth belie
Thy Soul's immensity;
Thou best Philosopher, who yet dost keep
Thy heritage, thou Eye among the blind,
That, deaf and silent, read'st the eternal deep,
Haunted for ever by the eternal mind,--
Mighty Prophet! Seer blest!
On whom those truths do rest,
Which we are toiling all our lives to find,
In darkness lost, the darkness of the grave;
Thou, over whom thy Immortality
Broods like the Day, a Master o'er a Slave,
A Presence which is not to be put by;
Thou little Child, yet glorious in the might
Of heaven-born freedom on thy being's height,
Why with such earnest pains dost thou provoke
The years to bring the inevitable yoke,
Thus blindly with thy blessedness at strife?
Full soon thy Soul shall have her earthly freight,
And custom lie upon thee with a weight
Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life!