I just remembered a funny thing I learned at my Grumps’ 90th birthday party

My Grumps’ 90th birthday was back in November and Jeff & I went to Charlotte for the party. I, of course, took along plenty of knitting for the car ride, so when talk after lunch turned to crafty bits I ran out to the car to get my yarn and WIPs.

Mom explained that both she and my aunt learned to knit when mom was in high school, in order to make the Norweigan-style intarsia sweaters that were popular at time. After high school I think she took up other crafts (decorating blown-out eggs with tiny beads and velvet ribbon, for example — those were *gorgeous*), and knitting slipped by the wayside.

Apparently before I was born my mom decided that now that she had a wee one on the way she wanted to knit me things (a baby blanket was the target project, I imagine). The only problem was that she’d forgotten how to knit.

So my (ever-inventive) Dad found some instructions on how to knit, taught himself to knit from those, and then re-taught my mother!

Yah Dad! (I haven’t checked with him to see if he still remembers how, but knowing how good he is at geo-spatial things, he probably can.)

Getting old & squishy socks

So one of the problems of aging is that one becomes dessicated. So much so, in fact, in my case, that in the winter my poor little heels become wounded from it. This causes a small litany of problems, not the least of which is that they hurt! (They also snag my stockings, which is just plain uncool).

Enter Bath & Bodyworks. They have these moisture-releasing, gel-lined socks that (theoretically) work miracles for dry feet such as mine. In a buy-one-get-one-free frenzy (I also got the gloves) I bought them.

They are incredibly odd. First there’s the fact that they are tube socks. I haven’t worn tube socks since I was about 10 and put on one of my little brother’s by accident. They weird my feet out. No heels?! No arch?!? No shaping to take into consideration that my foot bends at the ankle?! Argh! This confuses my feet to no end, with the result that I normally just can’t stand the feel of them on my feet.

But this is for a worthy cause, so…

Thing two: the gel lining. Squishy and somewhat like you’ve got your foot inside a small creature’s innards. Slightly abnormal when you’re just lying in bed; incredibly odd when you’re walking around on them. Step. Squidge. Step. Squidge. Kinda cool. Kinda ewwwwwww!

Will let you know how they actually work (still TBD), but did want to report on early impressions of wearing the little beasts.

Customer Disservice 101

or “How to Lose My Business Permanently”

There are two bead supply stores in this area, Ornamentea, located in Raleigh, and The Original Ornament, located in Chapel Hill. In the past, I’ve shopped at whichever one was more convenient (given that neither of them are terribly convenient to start), based on other activites like going to Raleigh for dinner.

Both stores have a “Frequent Flyer” card… buy $X of beads and get $Y’s worth free. My first problem with The Original Ornament happened about a year ago when they changed their policies about the FF card midstream. When I signed up, it was buy $200 (or maybe $150?) get $20 free, I think. Well, one day I walked in and they had changed the program to Buy $250 and get $20 free. Though they were willing to apply my punches from my old card to the new one, this still really bothered me since (IMHO) they should have honored the program I’d signed up for — and upon which my previous purchases had been based. IOW, part of the reason I’d spent the money with them was due to the rewards program and to change it midsteam was, in effect, breaking a contract with me.

What they should’ve done is honored existing cards at the terms under which they were started, but created any new cards under the new system. This would have been fair to the customers, while respecting their needs to change their business model over time. (As an aside, I know that legally they can do anything they want, as I’m sure the fine print said something about program details changing at any time, etc. etc. However, this does not make it the right thing to do, nor a good one from a customer satisfaction POV.)

The next problem (and, as it turns out, final one, as I won’t be shopping with them again) came yesterday when I attempted to buy more beads (always, but always room for more beads!). I had my purchases picked out when I realized that I didn’t have the actual card with me. I didn’t figure this would be a problem as most places with FF programs will just start you a new card then combine them when you find the old one (just like airlinees will merge multiple FF accounts). I asked the fellow at the desk if that would be OK and he said that No, they wouldn’t do that.

At this point I figured I’d run into “Policy” and I didn’t blame him for giving whatever answer was in the employee handbook. So I asked the manager the same question, having explained the situation, and she said “No” too.

Ok, you obviously don’t need my business. And I put back all the beads and clasps and wire and left.

I’m considering sending them their card (which I’ve now located) in the mail along with a nice note. Would that be too mean?

Funny road people…

While driving to Charlotte on Christmas day to see my mom and Grumps (mom’s dad), Jeff spotted a road sign that led us to believe that someone in the Department of Building Highways has a sense of humor: Incident Management Patrol System. Given the government’s propensity to abbreviate, this could have been quite funny. (As it turned out, someone wimped out and the real acronym was IMaPS, but it was funny for a few moments at least).

This reminded me of another sign I saw years ago (again on the way from Durham to Charlotte at Christmas). This one, which was in the construction zone around Burlington, was one of those big multi-line sign units that can be changed as circumstances warranted. It said:

Ho
Ho
Ho
You must go slow!

This slayed me. Still does as a matter of fact.

Weekend in review

Highlight: Learning to breathe fire.

No really. I’m serious. Was at Jason & Laurie’s “Tween” party and Jules (who I know way back when from high school, but who it also turns out knows everyone else in the universe that I do) and her hubby, Brian (with an “i” I think?) showed a few of us (including Kim) how to breathe fire.

I never thought the ability to spray liquid effectively would be so useful (generally speaking, when I spray liquid in the aforementioned fashion it’s because someone has said something too funny when I had my mouth too full of Coke).

Other good bits: Brunch Sunday with my friend David Matusiak and dinner Friday night with my friends Allan & Inez. Much knitting, some card-making and a little bit of jewelry-making thrown in for good measure.

Simon & Garfunkel – 7 O’Clock News/Silent

Maybe the saddest song I’ve ever heard. I don’t often start to weep for no particular reason other than a song, but this one got me.

Projects

Hats of goodness (all made with Lion Brand Cotton-Ease, which comes in some lovely colors and is machien washable [truly important for baby stuff] and a sorta-version of this pattern.**)

 

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My friend Jacintha has bought this one for her neice, Isabelle, who is in Spain, for Christmas.

 

 

 

 

 

MINOLTA DIGITAL CAMERAThis one is for Jeff’s friend Carolyn who is (a) pregnant and (b) really into racing and (c) not a fan of baby-pink. I found the applique at Jo-Ann’s or somesuch and just sewed it on with itsy-bity stiches.

 

 

 

 

 

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My boss, David, has gotten this one for his wee granddaughter.

** Turns out I’m not very good at following patterns. I start out well (usually) but then I usually get a wee bit off track and end up fudging it. Sigh. Will work on this. (I think it’s a counting issue. I lose track.)

Seen at the card-swiper thingy at Target last night:

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ANFDCS

The ANFDCS (Annual Norman Family Dysfucntional Christmas Shindig) was this past weekend, in Charlotte. It was pretty fun, actually, somewhat to my surprise (very confusing family history stuff here, which I’ll spare you, but suffice it to say that it’s been a long road to get here). Here are some pictures — I find it *hilarious* how similar my Dad and his brothers look. Jeff was a doll and (a) went with me (not easy for an introvert to deal with a passel of Norman-kin) and (b) helped in the kitchen (there was some sort of catering snafuu). The neat thing is that was probably the best of all possible worlds. *He* got to do something to keep busy and be productive (which is easier for him than straight-up solcializing) *and* super-huge double bonus points were awarded by my family for his all-around usefulness!

HOORAY!

 

Scarf follow-up

The scarf I knitted for the charity scarft drive at Get Crafty can be seen here. It’s in the bottom photo, almost square in the middle and is black with a manilla tag hanging on it!

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