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Friday, October 28, 2005

Contest, read ENTIRE blog!

Hi ya! I haven't posted in awhile and I have tried my best to keep up with my favorite blogs, but I got REALLY behind! I commented on as many as possible. I feel like I am missing out on stuff if I don't keep up with ya'll. I'm getting creepy in my old age huh?
I think my last post was a victim of bloggers tempermental attitude....I had posted like a good girl on Saturday night, but it didn't refresh on my actual blog until monday... wierd! So, if ya missed it I started "My so called scarf and I am in love with Manos.... I have not finished one project yet and I keep starting new ones..What is my deal? I just can't seem to commit? Here is a photo of two projects I was working on today, Helloyarn.com purse... and Hourglass sweater, yes that right folks I am actually working on the sweater again:)

My twin sis came by today and I showed her some yummy yarn. She loves the shrug I made a couple of months ago and wants a sparkley one for her strappy dress. We have been looking for the "perfect" yarn for months, and we found it! She purchased it immediately and it should be on the way soon if it isn't backordered.
You want to know what happened to me on Monday at the playground? Brandon was playing like any normal toddler and had a runny nose..yes it was green and gross, but he is on medication and no fever.. So of course i bring him out in public!!! A woman had the NERVE to come up to me a say infront of all the other parents," your little boy looks really sick, should he be here? He can get everyone else sick". She had this really spacey look in her eye and I could tell she wasn't to bright and a germaphobic "new mom"... I explained to her that he has seen the doctor and it was just allergies turned sinus infection and absolutely NOT contagious.. She argued with me!!!! "OH, well I have heard that sinus infections are very contagious he shouldn't be here". OKAY lady what planet were you raised on?!!My sister and I left... Carmen didn't want to leave but I was sooo angry I wanted to get out of there before I said something I really regretted!..Everyone I tell the story to, says we should have stayed...I didn't have my heart medication with me and BOY DID I NEED IT!!!!! I mean really, if you are so worried that your kid is going to get a cold you shouldn't bring him to a playground. How often do you think that equipment gets sanitized? It is teaming with virses and bacteria, even ecoli!!!! My kids runny nose should have been the least of that ding dong's worries!
Okay, off my soap box...
Please feel free to comment with any story you may have that made you just want to give someone a POP!..it will make me feel better;) and you could win a prize..A skein of Koigu already in center pull ball.


Blogger knittingnurse said...

The tiem that I wanted to POP someone the most happened while I was newly in college. I am first generation cuban-american. I took after the spain side with fairly light skin (but I tan easily) and I have absolutely no accent (go figure) My brothers have more of the typical latino / hispanic look and somewhat of an accent (who knows how that stuff happens but I guess it just does). Well, my middle brother and I were at a record store. We were at different parts of the store (different tastes in music). The manager came up to a clerk that was in my vicinity and told him to keep an eye on "that spic" over there (motioning to my brother) and I know it was because he was stereotyping my brother. I was LIVID. I immediately went up to him and told him that I couldn't believe he had made such a racist comment like that. He said to me (still not realizing that I am not just his sister but also hispanic)well, I can't help it that I have to worry about THOSE people I have a business to run. I lost it and explained to him that I TOO was 'one of those people' and that I would do my best to make sure that MY people did not set foot in his business to spend any of OUR money again. He was mortified and kept apologizing and then had the nerve to say that he 'couldn't tell that I was one of THEM'. WHAT AN IDIOT! Thankfully, my brother saw me arguing with the manager but had no clue as to the origin of it all. I told him we had to leave. He STILL wanted to buy his records. I told him NO and made him leave. I never did have to explain it all to my brother. THANK GOD b/c that particular brother is the kindest, gentlest, most noble (AND HONEST) person I know and it would have really hurt him.


7:36 PM  
Blogger amylovie said...

My "you are so ignorant" story is a twin story (near and dear to your heart I'm sure :) On one of my first outings with my girls after they were born, a woman came up to me to admire my babies. She then had the nerve to ask me which one I thought was prettier. What??? You're kidding me right???

Here is a bonus "dumb-dumb" tidbit. About 10% of the time when I tell people I have a twin brother, they ask "are y'all identical" What???

8:04 PM  
Blogger Lu said...

Here is my story.
I am Italian, and I look like one: brunette, curves, dark eyes, full lips, olive skin. My children are blond with blues eyes, both of them. Well, then I must be the nanny from South America, right? The fact that they call me "mommy" is not a strong enough hint!

9:45 PM  
Blogger Sarah said...

The time I wanted to pop someone was relatively recently while I was on a plane and this guy kept leering at my chest. We were talking about work, I am in the sciences, and he said, wow, you don't look like a scientist to which I replied, my chest size doesn't equal my IQ!


6:28 AM  
Blogger Jenifer said...

Hi Katy! I'm just as bad lately ... I have at least three 95% completed projects that I just can't seem to finish, can't manage to update my blog, and I'm just starting new projects left and right. Anyhow, this isn't so much a story like yours, but I keep running into insane parents as well. I met someone who (short story) told me that she A) is homeschooling her 2-yr-old and her 1-yr-old (I'm sorry, you're not homeschooling, you're parenting), AND who wants to her daughter to learn LATIN. That's insane! Take care ... I bet you and your sis are going to love that yummy yarn!

6:54 AM  
Blogger Sorka said...

Oh boy you asked..heheh
WAY back when I only had one child but was gigateously pregnant with he second. We had a busy morning which included getting my son in and out of the car seat several times. (you know what that means!) In the end my husband and I split up to do to seperate tasks to save time because the boy had also spilled something on himself and was now dressed only in a spare t shirt.
Well I was to meet my husband at a certain entrance of the mall. So I proceeded to try to load up my 18 month old son into his car seat.
And of course he was having nothing to do with it. An older woman who was returning to her car saw me struggling with him and made a special point to come over to talk to me.
'You know you shouldn't give him so much fruit juice. It makes them hyper" EH? I just managed to mumble something about it being a hard day. And she just reiterated the thoughts about fruit juice and that it was really not good and too much makes them act up blah blah blah. Eventually she just went to her car and I still not having the kid in his seat crumpled into the front seat with him and cried my eyes out because I was soo mad!
Needless to say, my husband got an earful.. still does once in a while when this subject comes up.. heheh. And I still get angry when I talk about it!
I have come up with a pretty decent come back line.. I turn to the pesky person.. say excuse me.. what is my child's name? They of course say I don't know.. then I say.. well then how do you presume to know ANYTHING about my child?
It's just too bad I havn't had to use that line.. hmm.. must be cause I quit giving the fruit juice...NOT!!!!


6:56 AM  
Blogger Romy geissler said...

Hi Cathy!
YOu know all about me, so I'll just comment on what a wonderful friend you've been to me through my trying times.

7:23 AM  
Blogger Romy geissler said...

Oh, and I apologize for the Cathy bit!
I just woke up, and I always get confused with the knitty CATH, so
just to let you know I DO know your name friend!

7:26 AM  
Blogger me myself and i said...

ok here is my "you are gonna eat concrete story!!"
My 2 year old is delayed and before she started in Early Intervention I thought it would be good to try a Mommy and Me class at the local preschool. She had a hard time the 2 times we went and cried alot. The other moms were making comments and giving me dirty looks while she was crying. I did my best to ignore it except during one of the activites blowing bubbles (which the 2 year old liked) one of the other mothers turned to someone else and said in a very loud nasty voice "oh finally! Something (insert 2 year olds name) likes!" I felt myself getting red in the face and I was furious. The teacher stepped in and tried to make light of the situation. I walked out of the class and was waiting for that woman outside to give her a piece of my mind. Needless to say she stayed inside tthe school and wouldnt come out.

7:58 AM  
Blogger mf said...

OMG!! I know how that goes and the allergies with sinus infections! Anyway here we go I swear almost Everytime I'm out and my 3 month old premie is flipping! I've had poeple come up and tell me to slap him! wack him you should do this or that... I mean really now is that goign to solve anuythign and who are they to tell me what to do with my own child! I usually will levae a graocery store and take him home.. but I sure want to POP some of them when they make these comment to me at the samr time If I did one of them would probably turn me in to child services for abuse??!! Errrrr! How frustrating ya know!

8:42 AM  
Blogger mf said...

oh by the way love those yarns your using and ll theat sock yarn!!WOOOOOHOOOO!

8:42 AM  
Blogger Sorka said...

I told my husband I had commented with this story and he said!
LET IT GO already!!!It's been like a decade!!


10:23 AM  
Blogger Dreamy said...

I want to pop my sister's MIL in the face one or two or more times... Recently on a visit to my sister's house she was complaining about her cold and how she just felt awful. My sister commiserated, but the awful woman just shrugged and said, "oh this is completely different from asthma sweetie," and continued on. Well. My sister doesn't have asthma, she has a hole in her heart and pulmonary hypertension; they can't operate on her and she is on a blacklisted medication that she had to apply to NORD (national organization for rare diseases) for help to recieve, as it is more than $3000 a month to take and her insurance wouldn't approve it. Her usband got so mad at his mom that he showed her the medication and explained to her and she said, "Oh yeah, my doctor gave me some of that for my sinus infection... it's not very strong is it?" ?!?! WHAT THE HELL?! She then went on to ask my sister (who is DYING) "So when are you going to give me another grandbaby?" My sister's husband was so angry that he told his mom flat out, "Never." When she asked why he told her that having another baby would most likely kill her and it was a miracle that they were able to have their son Kellar and that Brigitte survived her pregnancy. Then the cow turned around and said, "Oh, I'm sure it's not THAT bad!" and proceeded to talk about her other ailments all of which even the healthiest of us would have considered less than newsbreaking. What makes me mad is that she does this constantly, and that she will call everyone in the family to come to the hospital if she has indigestion and goes to the emergency room, but when her daughter-in-law is basically dying, with oxygen always present and taking scary medication because it's THE ONLY OPTION, she just shrugs it off like it's nothing. I want to smack her hard.

11:06 AM  
Anonymous Laura said...

Wow! I would have left too. I hate confrontation and I'm always afraid to say something I shouldn't. Plus she probably ruined the good time that you were having. I understand why you left. What a ***. Feel free to fill in the blank as you wish.
Frankly I want to give someone a pop everyone time they slam a door in my mom's face, just as she is trying to get me through it in my wheelchair. Some people are completely, well, rude. Thank goodness for all the kind souls out there who hold the door for strangers. Thank goodness common decency still exists. Oh well! Whacha gonna do?!

Hope that all is well with you. Have a Happy Halloween with your boys. Please show pictures!

7:17 PM  
Blogger Christine said...

Nope, not me, I would have stayed and told her if she didn't like it, she could get her happy ass in her idiotmobile and go somewhere else. heh.

I'll give you the stuff I get all the time... I look very young, younger than I am (to others anyway) So I love when I am out and about with just the baby (remember I have 5 of the little buggers) and someone I don't even know will tell me I am doing something wrong. Ha, I just tell them ever so politely... You know it never hurt the 4 before this one, so I'm guessing it won't hurt her either...Do you have any children?

I have others, but I thought I would keep it to the opinions and kids thing.

Hope your day is better today.

7:37 PM  
Blogger tara said...

Hi! I wanted to thank you for your interest in the free Cotton Ease, but it's already been 'called'. Would you like anything else?
PS. Since I've worked in customer service my entire job-having life, I have too many "Pop" stories to pick just one!

8:17 PM  
Blogger Wool Winder said...

Wow, so many stories! I would love to win the yarn, but I guess I don't have one to tell. Hope you have a better experience next time you're at the park.

12:36 PM  
Blogger Stricken madchen said...

My most recent experience like this was last year when a neighbor kid was bullying my kids and blamed it on them. His mother stuck up for him, telling me how aweful my kids were. She totally disregarded the fact that her son had been mean to my kids in front of us many times and that her son was 5 years older than my oldest. The mother bear in me very much wanted to go on attack! All was 'taken care of', when I involved the school (where alot of it was taken place) and the school officials took the side of my boys.

7:46 AM  
Blogger Jenn said...

I can't believe some people. Her kid was at a freakin playground!! Give me a break. Sinus Infections are not contagious either. Goodness!

One time when I was little I was pitching a fit in the mall. Well, my Mom and Dad couldn't get me to stop crying and pitching the fit. They walked off and went around some racks of clothes and were watching me but I couldn't see them. I just stood there crying and pitching a fit still. This woman walks up to me, grabs my hand, and walks over to my parents and say you should really keep a hold of your child.

I don't see where anyone has a right to parent another person's kids when they don't know them!

1:42 PM  
Anonymous Christina said...

When I mentioned to my MIL that I missed working part-time, she insisted that I couldn't possibly be a good mother if I worked. (My kids are 3 years old and 10 months.) According to her I should stay home so that I'm available to my kids until they've moved out. However, she feels I should go back to school and finish my Chemical Engineering degree because it will give me some interesting adult topics to discuss. I felt like I was in a time warp! And she's only in her late 40s, it's not like she was raised in the '40s and'50s.

1:55 PM  
Anonymous Brynne said...

I was flying with John on a very full flight. He was overtired and I knew he would fall asleep once I nursed him, but getting him to calm down enough to nurse in a cramped plane seat was proving to be a challenge. The horrible woman next to me glared and said in the nastiest voice, "Didn't you bring any toys with you?" as if somehow giving him a toy would magically make him calm down. I said that he'd just throw it in the mood he was in and he'd certainly calm down and nurse soon. She apparently took this to mean that I was too stupid to have brought toys with me, then told me I should give John my keys to play with. First off, keys are metal and John likes to chew and I don't think that's the greatest for his teeth, second he'd throw the keys too and I'd never see them again, third who's she to tell me what to do? She sat in stony silence next to me after that point. After about ten minutes TOTAL of crying, John nursed and stayed asleep through landing. As everyone was getting off the plane, a nice businessman behind me commented that John had been such a wonderful baby. You should have seen the nasty woman squirm because she was trapped on the plane -- we were almost at the back. I figure that guy must have been a dad and he was getting back at her for me. :)

4:25 AM  

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