I'm no Meg Langslow

Fork_side  Blacksmithing class on Saturday was awful, interesting, exciting, hot, dirty, miserable, frustrating and awesome. It was so hard. I am not strong and tried to use a hammer too heavy for me on an anvil too high. By the time I figured out how it should be done I had no strength left at all. It was so hot; I didn't pee the whole time I was there (from 8:30am to 4:00pm). I drank about ten bottles of water, but I sweat it all out.

Chris, the main teacher, teaches like my dad. As a friend says, he doesn't use his words. When asked how something should be done, he just took over and did it without explanation. So not only did I still not know how to do it, I didn't get a chance because it had already been done. I was frustrated because that's what my dad does, so I brought my baggage with me. Once I prayed on it "Bless him, change me, damn it!" it went better. Still frustrating, but I didn’t feel like running away or breaking things.

I could not figure out why Chris was rushing us. At ten he was pushing me to stop on my practice piece and pick a project. The class was supposed to run until five so I wasn’t in a rush. Turns out he had to leave at 3:00. Luckily Kirk, the guy who runs the farm, is also a blacksmith. His teaching style is more compatible to my learning style. More patient and uses his words. He is the one who noticed I was too short for the anvil I started at. He also told me to use a smaller hammer. Once Chris left Kirk gave me some pointers on my stance and where my elbows should be. By that time I had no strength left, but at least I finally knew what my hammer should be doing.

I will take the course again. Hopefully they'll have learned some lessons from our class. We were the first; the guinea pigs. The two portable forges they set up outside didn’t work. It would be better to have more space instead of six people trying to use a fire designed for one. I really like the fireplace fork (marshmallow fork?) I assisted making. I banged the metal around, but most of the final shaping of each section was done by the teachers. I made the curly bit on the end though, that's all me baby. The twist is the simplest part. Just heat that section, put one end in a vise and then pull and twist the other end. I had help on that too. You only get one shot and I just didn’t have the strength left. It was one of the last things we did.

Did I mention how dirty it was? The fuel was coal. My shower water turned black. My legs were dark grey above my sock line even though I was wearing jeans. I could still smell the coal smoke in my hair after showering and then swimming. When green coal is first added to the fire it releases this funky greenish-yellow smoke. That’s the sulfur and other organics in the coal burning off. Then it becomes coke. It didn’t smell bad, just distinctive.

Hey, I learned what clinker is. I've read the word in stories, but never really got it. It's a waste product that builds up in the furnace and it absorbs all the heat. So it looks like the fire is going great, but your metal does get to the temp it needs to be. You have to pull the clinker out. I had trouble telling the difference between coke burning how it is supposed to and clinker. But when clinker is pulled out it glows red much longer. Just learning to tend the forge is a huge part of blacksmithing.

Fork_burnt I didn't know metal can burn, but it can. Then the burnt part is useless and brittle. A lot of people lost a fork tine in the fire. It would just fall off. The top three inches of my practice piece fell off into the fire. How do you tell if it is burning? It sparks like a sparkler. Then it looks all pitted and crunchy. I burnt part of my piece where the tines split, but not bad enough to have to cut it off and start over.

I wish there was a second class this Saturday. It took all day to figure out how the fire should look and sound and what color the metal should be. I think I could do more of the work myself if I had another chance once my arm and hand muscles recover.

Oh, baby, you'll freeze out there

It may only be 5 degrees F outside, but the sun shone for most of the day and at 5:05 PM the sun was still visible. I'm happy to see tangible proof that the days are getting longer again. Predictably I'm tired of winter and ready for spring. Every year I get stir-crazy in mid-February and start looking up last-minute cruise deals online. I almost planned one for this week in the fall but I didn't get a passport and I thought I'd rather spend the money on electrolysis. Laying on the table last night it did not seem like a fair trade.

Next time my electrolysis lady, Sharon, plans to turn the voltage up a bit. She had to go in multiple times to the same follicle many times. First stick isn't fun, but three or four into the same shaft fucking hurts! I was very sore and questioning whether it was worth it for about two hours after treatment. By bedtime it was fine. This morning you could barely see where she had worked. I think the semi-serious short term pain will be worth it never to shave my pits again. The process involves a lot of trust though. I won't have any idea how permanent the treatments are for at least six months.

Nothing new is happening in my life right now besides electrolysis. My sister's 36th birthday was Saturday. I bought her a Starbucks gift card per her request and made her a mix CD. I put 36 pennies on the jewel cover. One for each year of her life starting with 1972. I would have put a 2008 penny on there too as the "one to grow on" but could not find one. It looked pretty because I cleaned them first with vinegar and salt, then polished them with baking soda. I meant to take a picture of the case but I forgot. I used glue dots from scrapbooking to fasten them on. It worked pretty well.

Happy Valentine’s Day to me!

I wore a red sweater today, but decided my red heart underwear would be too much. I did however give myself a long-desired gift. I had my first electrolysis treatment last night. Weeeee!!!!!

I’ve having my armpits done. Yes, it hurts. Yes, it can take a very long time to achieve permanent hairlessness (could be 12 months of weekly treatments, most likely 18-24 months). Yes, it will be expensive over time. But all I can think of is that someday I will never have to shave my pits again.

I hate shaving. Most people I talk with don’t mind it much, but it is one of those maintenance tasks that seem endless, tedious and expensive. Yet I can’t just let it grow. I am neither a hippy nor European. I tend to grow a bit of a pelt in winter, but now that I do yoga it makes me self-conscience. Plus, if I let the pits go my anti-perspirant isn’t as effective. Long time readers might recall my fear of smelliness.

Did I mention the treated area still hurts eighteen hours later? That is unexpected. Maybe I’m ultra-sensitive? It could be friction from my bra band, she started at the bottom edge of my thatch. I go for a second treatment tonight to start the other side. I’ll ask whether it is normal to still feel it the next day.

I went to this lady because she has been at the same location forever, 23 years, and I don’t know anyone who has had electrolysis done so I can’t get recommendations. Maybe I should try a few places out to get a basis for comparison of skill and machinery. The problem is that the growth cycle for the hair in that area is six months. It will take at least one growing cycle to see how strong my follicles are. There is the distorted follicle element as well. If the follicle is not straight the needle doesn’t get down to the base so it can take many more attempts to actually kill the hair. Plus, many follicles have multiple hairs in them. It is much more complicated than I thought. Everything I’ve read says a lot depends on the skill of the technician.

This could be the start of something beautiful. Or it could be the start of a life-long quest for hairlessness. I can see moving from one area to the next to the next. I would do my legs starting at the ankle next. We’ll see.

Update: The second session went better. Apparently I have more sensitive skin than she thought. Last night she turned down the current a bit (from 65 to 60, whatever that means) and used Benadryl cream before and after to reduce skin reaction. Two hours later the patch was barely pink. This morning yesterday's work was practically invisible and the patch from the day before is still irritated. I was worried, but looks like the side effects are manageable.

Timey-whimy

I want a "The angels have the phone box" t-shirt. I also want some friends who love Doctor Who (Doctors 9 & 10).

I am currently watching season 3 for the second time. As much as I loved Christopher, find myself adoring David.

I other news I'm now a size 6.25 ring size. Last time I was properly measured I was 7.5. I got my ears re-pierced last week in anticipation of diamond earrings. I've decided to buy them now rather that wait until losing 150 pounds. That was an old milestone diet reward. Now I feel that I'm as worthy of diamonds now as I will be when I've lost 49 more pounds.

I've gotten out of the habit of writing regularly. Now that I'm back to work after 18 days off in a row, I want to return to more regular sharing here and on WIT. I think my work laptop had more trouble waking up than I did this morning.

If this was National Post Every Eleven Days Month...

I'd be all over that shit.

I messed up my brain chemistry when I pulled that all-nighter to finish BugBoy’s costume. I struggle with depression every fall, so the added stress through all of October and then topped off with staying up all night took me over the edge. I’ve been struggling just to get out of bed, hence the lack of posting since Halloween. The Doc says I should be feeling the increased dosage of anti-depressants by Wednesday, so I got that going for me.

I bought a new camera. Hopefully it will be an improvement over the piece-o-crap digital-noise fest that is my Panasonic Lumix. I read such great things about that camera. For months I thought I had simply messed up the settings. It turns out there is a known issue with digital noise. What is the good of having a lens with a great reputation if the software fucks it up? I’ve gone back to Canon. I haven’t yet uploaded any shots from the camera. Depression is a bitch. (Um, is my swearing worse than usual today?)

I bought a bunch of OTC remedies at lunch to add to my flu kit. I’m no longer having kittens about the avian-bird flu (thank you hyper-alarmist media), but I read a post a while back about basics to have on hand during flu season. Mostly common-sense items make up this flu kit. I already have basics like plenty of ibuprofen (or anti-inflammatory of choice) and Vitamin C, but was out of cough medicine, decongestants, and basic cold remedy (Alka-Seltzer Plus Cold tablets work miracles for me). Last night at Trader Joe’s I restocked on broth and a few mild soups. I won’t put together a special bucket of supplies for cleaning and disinfecting the things that may need cleaning and disinfecting in the course of the flu. I’ve got all that crap in my laundry room and if it is too hard for me to grab what’s needed off of assorted shelves then I’m probably too sick to clean up anyway. Usually it is only when I’m sick as a dog that I realize I’m missing medicines and sick-bed foods. I hope the stuff goes unused and I have to throw out when the expiration date passes, but if not I’ll be happy I bought them today.

Um, I feel the need to balance this post with a little happy. I still love my MINI Cooper. She’s a bit rough in first gear, but I think that is my lead foot habit. I’ve only driven 412 miles so far, so I’ve barely broken her in. I need to take a road trip before winter sets in.

Sew, Mama, Sew! is posting a bunch of tutorial links to some awesome handmade gifts. Handmade Holidays: 30 Days of Gifts to Sew! Check it out.

I weighed myself on Saturday; I’ve lost 99 pounds since joining Overeaters Anonymous. Weeee! I posted more about this over at my OA blog WIT. I also went into more detail about my depression.

Good luck to all those pushing themselves to post every day, write novels in a month and post every day in November. Although, reading my blog isn't helping you accomplish that is it? Good thing I'm only posting every eleven days.

I'm too old for this shit

I just cannot pull all-nighters anymore. I finished BugBoy's Halloween costume at 7:30 am yesterday. I'm happy with it and he was happy with it, but I was right to worry that I just had too much to do and not enough time to do it in. I was fine all night and not even that tired all day, but by 7pm I was brainless. Then I overslept today. Actually, I hit the snooze alarm for six hours. Yep, six. I've also been spacey all day. I just can't mess with my internal clock anymore.

I need to get permission to post a picture of BugBoy in his costume. It really doesn't look like much without him in the middle.

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Still twitchy

Three strikes and still swinging:

Prototypes so far

These were my first three attempts in order from left to right. Notice how they are getting worse? Nice eh.

Ruffles, for Karen:

Pirate dress ruffle

Here is a link to my Halloween 2007 Flickr set. I'll likely update it before this blog. It's going to be a crazy busy weekend.

Oh, and here is Grace:

Introducing Grace

Pretty isn't she?

Twitchy McJumpypants

My right eye has been twitching since lunch. The cause could be excessive caffeine or stress. I've added about 16 ounces of caffeine to my regular intake. I drink hot tea when it gets cold out. It doesn't bode well for the winter that I've started needing the extra warmth when it is 50 degrees outside. I believe my twitch is caused by my procrastination on BugBoy's Halloween costume.

I've never waited so long before. I was freaked out yesterday, but then didn't actually work on it last night. I have so much to do. I'm still in prototype phase trying to get head shape correct. Plus, we bought different cloth to better match skin tone. I haven't even tried it yet. I have to make two heads of correct size and shape, attach a supportive neck, create a harness to keep the heads upright and in the right position, and add two extra neck holes to a t-shirt. In five days. Three of which I am working. Crap!

If this keeps up I'll be in full body spasm by Saturday.

Panic is setting in

I am so behind on Halloween costumes! I haven't even started BugBoy's costume. I have 14 days. Crap! I have never waited so long. I guess technically I have started, I've shopped and enlarged the pattern from the doll face book.

I have however, almost completed my new pirate dress:

Pirate dress almost done

I finished the bottom ruffle finally. Now I just need to tighten the elastic at the neck and arms. Other than that and some ironing, it is done. I'm so glad I didn't try to enlarge it. It is a bit large even though according to the size chart it shouldn't be. My seams, not so straight, but that's the beauty of sewing costumes. I don't drive myself crazy when I have crooked seams.

Isn't the necklace cool? I bought it from Surly on Etsy.

Simplify and declutter

I have made progress decluttering since my last post. I went home that night and added even more clothing to the bags for Goodwill (or Amvets if the call before I dropoff the stuff.) It is such a struggle to part with things, but I've never yet regretted a piece of clothing or book I've parted with.

I've also made progress in decluttering my finances. This is part of my ninth step amends to myself. There are many things I've procrastinated on that are causing me harm, or at least not doing me any good. I've finally quit my gym ($40 a month). I haven't gone in over two years, yet they have been charging my credit card all this time. I finally got the guts to go in and sign whatever contract I needed to and got a business card with an address written on the back instead. Quitting that gym requires a Certified letter sent to their corporate offices. WTF! I threw a bit of a hissy fit, but I mailed the letter the next day. I also removed the V-cast option from my cell phone package ($15), but then added unlimited text messaging ($5) since I'm now using this feature with two people. Today I finally 'Upgraded' my DLS package to twice the speed for half the price (from $50 to $25). So in the last eight days I have reduced my monthly expenses by $75. I shouldn't have been paying for any of these things to begin with, but at least I won't be paying for them going forward. If I could just stay away from etsy.com I'd be in great shape.

Piratedresspattern01 This weekend I intend to sew my pirate dress and make a start on BugBoy's three-headed boy costume. I figure I'll have to make multiple stuffed heads before I get the hang of it, so I'm going to start off with some half-size pieces. I'm using the dress pattern on the right with long sleeves. I don't plan to make the overskirt shown on model at right unless it needs it or I have oodles of time left over after the three-headed costume. (Ha! Right.) This will be my first attempt to sew anything with gathers (the ruffle at bottom) or with elastic (neck and arms). It should be interesting.

I've been wanted to buy Halloween stuff, but I think I'm covered with my pirate costume and I don't need any more decorations, I'm not sure I'll put out the stuff I already have.

I really want to go through my library and get rid of books I know I will not read again. One thing that bothers me is that my full name is embossed in the title page of most of them. I never thought I'd want to get rid of any books. I certainly won't tear out the title pages, but is there any way to unemboss?