Thursday, December 06, 2007
stuff and things and a contest
♥ Comments (49) ♥
Hi. Where have i been you say? Hiding under a pile of bags. Wendy and I finished sewing up 30 pocuhes today to add to the 16 yesterday for probably our biggest update in a long time for tomorrow. I don’t know when yet. I’m a little stressed out. I just can’t do it. I just can’t call a time yet. Please forgive me for that. To make up for it. I’m having a contest. To celebrate two things that passed. My five year bloggidty-blog-blog-aversary and to celebrate 3 years of sewing. So first you all want to know the prize don’t you?
It’s LEONA by Ruby Sapphire on etsy
and here’s the info on the yarn:
LEONA Handpainted RUBY Superwash Sock Yarn
Handpainted in Shades of NAVY, BLACK and BRIGHT BLUE
Our yarns are dyed with professional quality acid dyes.
Our RUBY yarn is our softest line of handpainted fibers.
It is a superwash merino wool sock yarn.
This yarn is an excellent choice for the knitter who prefers all natural fibers.
Approximately 4oz./ 114 grams/ 550 yards
2ply light fingering weight
100% Merino Wool
Machine or Hand Wash
Lay Flat to Dry
What do you have to do to win? Any of you who have read my blog over time know i have serious irrational fears. First i will define irrational fear in my terms. It must be something that you KNOW cannot possibly happen, but will only happen one day to you. And just you because you are unlucky and stuff like that can happen. So here’s my list:
1. touching my belly button makes me vomit. Mostly because i have this great fear it will come undone, and my guts will come flying out like one of those joke cans-o-snakes.
2. when someone throws a lit cigarette out their window while i’m driving and i see it, and i drive over it. i close my eyes and wait for my car to explode.
3. i will not ride one of those city busses with an accordian on it. It WILL turn the corner and the 1/2 i’m in won’t follow.
4. i will not walk up open backed stairs. I have to run. I think something will eventually grab at my ankles.
5. my best friend in high school had an old VW Rabbit. It had cherrios sized wheels. One time she was driving fast and said what if my wheels flew off like cherrios?? I always kind of fear little hactch back cars.
Ok so what you have to do is leave me a comment. You MUST tell me one of your irrational fears. Irrational as i defined above. And i will take everyone’s names and draw one to win. I might come up with a second prize too if they are good.
the contest will end dec 15th.
Posted by Jennifer on 12/06 at 11:02 PM ♥ Comments (49)
Comments
27. left this comment on 12/08 at 12:38 PM:
Let’s see I have been your mother for over **years and I have never seen you fearful of going up or down those basement stairs. Did I miss something in your childhood? I may have been sleeping through that stage!!!!! Was it in the drinking water? Was it a college fear? I know, blame it on the mother! When you come home we will see how fast you can go up or down those stairs with me on your heels.
NOW ANOTHER MATTER>>>>>>>>Where did you get that picture of me when I was young? Do I get paid because now I am posted on your site. Let’s see I want.................RENT!
LOVE MOM!!!!
28. left this comment on 12/08 at 04:05 PM:
omg - 5 yrs! already?! happy blogiversary!
my irrational fears is of metal grates - I won’t walk on em if ever I can. Heaven help me if i have to walk on a bridge with metal grates where the pedestrians have to walk! I think I worry that it will break or something...and I’ll go plunging downward to my doom....
29. left this comment on 12/08 at 08:31 PM:
I have always ALWAYS been afraid of film loading black rooms..... I mean they are located in the dark room they are small and tiny… there are loads of germs from kids making out in them.... nope… i am sure there is some little contortionist who is gonna craw l up and hang on to the ceiling and the second i shut the safety light off is gonna kill me…
Another one is ever since i saw the grudge 2 i SWEAR that an little japanese ghost boy is gonna come up out of my printing tray and pull me back in to the developer.
I also am afraid that when you open the dryer the hot air will suck me into the drier and shut the door trapping me in the dryer ... yeah i know weird so i always open the dry and then jump away.
30. left this comment on 12/09 at 06:03 PM:
I’m impressed - blogging for five years? I didn’t even realize that there were any blogs out there until last year.
I have an irrational fear about eating ( or drinking ) anything that is even approaching it’s “best before” date. I’m afraid that the item in question will develop poisonous qualities ovenight.
31. left this comment on 12/09 at 08:10 PM:
Oh, dear, am I actually going to admit this stuff in public? All right, here goes -
When I go out to eat, I need to sit against a wall. Not touching it, just with my back to the wall. Booths are always welcome, but I get really uncomfortable when seated out in the room.
I’m petrified that a car will run up into my yard, hit the corner of the house and kill one of my cats. The room on the corner is their favorite, and I go so far as to shoo them out of the room and close the door before I can go to bed.
Escalators still freak me out. I don’t have much trouble getting on one, but when I’m coming to the bottom, I’m always afraid that somehow my shoe will get stuck, and it’ll pull me in.
I can’t put my face into the water spray in the shower. I just can’t do it. I’m sure that I’ll drown.
And, finally, I have to say “don’t leave me” to my husband before I fall asleep every night. It’s my way of saying “don’t die”. He isn’t sick or anything, I just have to say it.
It’s no wonder that I flat out refuse to watch scary movies…
32. left this comment on 12/09 at 09:52 PM:
I’m terrified of people in animal costumes. Mascots, the Easter Bunny in the mall, advertising things...I was even afraid of the Elvis impersonator at my aunt and uncle’s wedding.
Don’t ask me why. But they terrify me. I’m even afraid of my college’s mascot (I almost had a nervous breakdown when the bear grabbed me before our performance at the pep rally...I realized later it was a friend of mine, but seriously it was horrible).
I know there is no reason to be afraid of them. That usually they’re just kids trying to make some extra cash. But for some reason...I can’t deal with it. Apparently the scientific reason is that when children can’t see someone’s face they then can’t judge them so they are afraid of them. That’s why kids are afraid of clowns and masks. But personally, I just think it’s creepy. I mean come on, it’s a huge living stuffed animal basically. I’m the only person I know that considers that movie Harvey (with the huge invisible rabbit) to be a horror movie. Just thinking about it makes me shudder.
33. left this comment on 12/09 at 10:06 PM:
Happy Anniversary :) I’m really enjoying reading all the irrational fears, it makes me feel a little more normal.
I have a few irrational fears of my own but at the moment, only one comes to mind. And it’s the worst one for me. I can not reach into an oven past my wrists. My poor oven hasn’t been cleaned in three years because I just can’t bring myself to reach all the way back, and stick my head in. Nope, can’t do it! And my Husband laughs at me all the time for it. I can’t say for sure, but I think it might stem waaay back to an old Benny Hill episode.
34. left this comment on 12/09 at 11:37 PM:
Wow, congrats on five years~! I probably didn’t even know what a blog really was 5 years ago.
OK - some of my weirdness: have to have some kind of covering on me while I sleep - at least a sheet- no matter how hot it is. (this dates way back to childhood) If I didn’t, something BAD would happen.
I check on my kids in their beds every night before I go to sleep. (and it’s not like they’re all little anymore) It must be done in order from oldest to youngest. It must be done immediately before I go to bed. Or something BAD will happen.
35. left this comment on 12/10 at 08:25 AM:
Oooh! Oooh! I have one! (btw, reading everyone else’s fears makes me feel better that I’m not the only one!) Oh, and happy blogiversary!
I’m kind of afraid of pools. Not because I can’t swim, because I can swim just fine. Mostly I am afraid of the drain and that something’s going to grab me. I won’t open my eyes underwater, especially not with goggles so everything’s clear. I also hate those blowers/water jets and don’t like to feel that water movement on my foot when I’m not expecting it, especially if I’m swimming away from it and I can feel it behind me.
36. left this comment on 12/10 at 08:43 AM:
Okay, don’t enter me, or if I win, pick someone else because I really must avoid adding any more yarn to the stash. I was going to just read all the entries, but I was having such fun I wanted to play too.
First, I have a fear of burrs, splinters, and stickers. I’ve been in multiple accidents, emergency surgeries, and painful situations. But I CAN. NOT. HANDLE splinters or stickers in my skin. I FREAK OUT. Writhing around, crying, the whole thing. Travis recently had to actually SIT on me to get a splinter out of my foot.
I’m also terrified of being unidentified. I’ve had an unhealthy interest in forensics and crime investigation - the real kind, not the phony CSI kind - pretty much my whole life, and the idea of being a Jane Doe is horrifying to me. Any time I go anywhere - even if it’s just to the end of the block to grab lunch - I make sure I have some form of ID on me so if I get hit by a car or stabbed by a hobo or a crane falls on my head, the police will be able to identify me. I still have a baby tooth, and the dentist is dying to replace it with an implant but I actually want to keep it in place as long as I can because I think it makes my dental records more distinctive. You know, in case they have to identify me that way. Lots of adults have implants, but baby teeth?
It doesn’t help that I’ve spent a lot of time working in law and insurance claims investigation - crazy stuff happens to people, and then I spend the rest of my life terrified of it. Example: I had a case where a truck hauling big long pieces of lumber ran over something, and one of the pieces of lumber cut loose and went through the windshield of the car behind it, killing the driver. Yeah, so now I’m terrified of lumber trucks, and to a lesser extent, of lumber in general.
37. left this comment on 12/10 at 08:50 AM:
I’ve always been afraid of being behind lumber trucks or any truck with a ladder strapped to it or long poles on it. I can just envision the lumber, pole or ladder crashing through my window.
By the way Alyson, let them replace that tooth HOWEVER have them inscribe your full name on it (they can actually do that I believe) therefore you will have no more worries! Instant identification and you don’t even need to waste the time to looking up and trying to match dental records.
Oh and I NEVER put my face into the shower spray. My husband laughs at me about it. Of course he has no room to talk since he has an irrational fear of the number 444. Anytime we see that number, whether it is on a license plate, mile marker or the clock (4:44) it means something bad will happen YET whenever I get a lottery ticket I am encouraged to mark the 4 and the 44. Go figure!
38. left this comment on 12/10 at 09:44 AM:
I never open the door to a public bathroom with my hand. I let my elbow get all the germs....
39. left this comment on 12/10 at 11:06 AM:
Oh! Speaking of people in animal costumes, that freaky silver rabbit in Donnie Darko? No matter how many time I’ve seen that movie (hint: it’s a lot, I love the movie) I CANNOT look at the silver rabbit until dude takes the mask off. It scares the bajeezus out of me. I can’t do it. I know that it’s the dude in a costume but I can’t look at the bunny because I’m convinced that I’ll start seeing the rabbit behind doors and stuff and die.
40. left this comment on 12/10 at 12:59 PM:
Happy Blogiversary! : ) What a great (and unusual) idea for a contest! And, I share #4 with you.
My mom keeps my old stuffed animal toys in two plastic tubs in her basement. She has been wanting me to go through them to sort what I want to keep or give away. I keep putting it off because I’m convinced that when I open the boxes, the toys will be infested with bugs that have burrowed, nested, and multiplied inside so that it’s just a matter of time until the toys explode. *shudder*
41. left this comment on 12/11 at 04:16 PM:
Happy Blogiversary, Jen!
My irrational fear is thinking bugs will crawl into my ears while I’m sleeping. I usually lay on my side, so I always have to have the blanket (or at least the sheet) cover my ear that’s exposed. When I was little I used to think that snakes & bugs lived at the bottom of my bed where the sheets were tucked in. I wouldn’t stretch out because I thought they would crawl on me.
I don’t like dolls, either. I think they will come alive! I share a lot if irrational fears with the other commenters :P
42. left this comment on 12/12 at 03:04 PM:
When I’m writing an important document, I print out my draft document at the end of each day, just in case my computer dies overnight and it won’t start up again in the morning. Then, I lock up the printed version of the document in case someone comes into my office to steal my only hard copy.
43. left this comment on 12/13 at 10:29 AM:
This is great...I haven’t laughed this hard in a long time!
Ok,when I was young, I use to not be able to put my feet down while sitting on the couch and when I had to get off I would jump so the creepy things under there wouldn’t grab me.What they would do I’m not sure but it couldn’t be good...nope not good at all.
on a side note
I’ve sneezed many times while driving and once in a mid turn. One time, in a residential area, a man in another car rolled down his window a said “Bless you”.lol.
BUT
dolls can still be scary...good thing I only have the one daughter.
44. left this comment on 12/13 at 10:50 AM:
I have an irrational fear that something will come up the toilet and not just bite but invade the house!
Happy Blog-iversary!
45. left this comment on 12/14 at 09:12 AM:
I have a great number of irrational fears lovingly passed on to me by my superstitious irish ma...spilling salt, passing someone on the stairs, bird in the house...all things to avoid. Chief among these (on the fear scale): if i EVER were to put new shoes on the table (i am still unclear as to what constitutes “the” table) something absolutely horrible would happen to me. I don’t really count those superstitious fears as i consider them an inheritance of sorts. But my very own personally cultivated irrational fear is the fear of falling down stairs while holding a paring knife or pair of scissors thus stabbing myself in the eye. This fear is so overwhelming and absurd that i can sometimes experience it when i am holding a paring knife and i am nowhere near a flight of stairs. Bizarre, i know...i have worked in a professional kitchen and i am quite comfortable with chef knives and all manner of sharp tools and i don’t recall ever hearing of this happening to anyone so i really can’t explain the origins of this fear...hmm, probably what makes it irrational.
46. left this comment on 12/14 at 12:59 PM:
I am terrified of feathers---I cannot stand anything with feathers--feather boas, angel ornaments with feather wings, birds: feathers make me feel suffocated. I am also scared that a bird will fly in my car when I am driving!!!
47. left this comment on 12/15 at 02:51 PM:
Congrats on the Anniversary! I love your beautiful items!
My irrational fear, I’m afraid to even write about it, in fear it will happen. I live in an older home (1953) and the floors creak as you walk around. The house settles in the night… normal older house things.
I’m totally convinced they are both connected for more than obvious reasons. My house was the first built in this neighborhood/area. I SWEAR! I hear chanting really late at night, but like native american chanting (as in a language Im not familiar with)… and Im so completely convinced that the creaking and settling of the house is the burial ground below us… trying to make the house swallow us whole. I hate being alone at night… cuz seriously… if im dying in this house because of an unknown indian burial site, I AM NOT dying in it alone!
p.s. we’ve been here 22 months, we are the 11th family to live in this house. Which averages each family at approx. 4-5 years. The family before lived here for exactly 4 years!! 5 years for the family before that!! It’s starting early with us. I swear. I’m not crazy.
48. left this comment on 12/16 at 09:21 PM:
I am pretty much the queen of irrational fears. Numbers 2-4 of your fears are mine, too. One of my biggest ones is that I am always afraid that somehow, my body will force itself to just go right over the edge of a bridge out of nowhere. There is a river that runs all the way through campus, and I look like a complete idiot whimpering and running/fast-walking across the bridges on the way to class. I walk as far from the edge as I can, stare at the ground, and curl up my toes, as if that gives me an extra grip to the sidewalk or something. The weird thing (as if the rest of that isn’t weird) is that I can drive across a bridge with no problem.
I’m also super afraid of aliens. Like, to the point where I get teary and panicky if someone mentions anything about them, or if I see any type of lights in the sky (even if I know full well that it’s a plane), or whatever. Really anything that could remotely have anything to do with aliens/UFOs makes me really anxious. I can’t talk about it anymore...I’m creeping myself out.
Well, it’s official. I’m a nutjob. :]
49. left this comment on 12/18 at 05:43 AM:
So many things to be happy about: your blogaversary, your sewing anniversary, your Ravelry group being in the top 10, the upcoming holidays and new year...the massive amounts of snow falling in your area…
Wishing you and yours a warm and wonderful holiday season! :p
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26. kayt left this comment on 12/08 at 11:53 AM:
OK no laughing......... When ever i drive over a bridge I hold my breath.... Bc If the bridge breaks and I go plunging into the water, I want to be prepared, and at least have a little oxygen to work with.
ps love the live comment preview. makes me want to type more.