Saturday, April 18, 2015

karma?

I got about a block away from home this morning and I was letting Eco sniff for her daily pee-mail when I went to put my hand in my pocket of my yoga pants when I realized I had them inside out. I returned home to change them. Already super embarrassed, I decided to now walk a different direction and go through the school yard when I see a tool bag. Since most of the stolen stuff on our street ends up there, I decided to take it home to see if I could find a neighbour who was missing tools. I noticed a van door slightly open on the house next to the school.    Fast-forward  so the story isn't too long-I end up giving the tool bag back to that neighbour whose van was indeed broken into. I realized later that if my stupid pants hadn't been inside out, that neighbour might not have gotten his tool bag back- interesting run of events, isn't it? 

Wednesday, April 08, 2015

Cherry Blossom Time

It's still a little chilly in the mornings when Eco and I go out for our walk, but it's spring here - lots of flowers in bloom - it's time for colour and fun, so I decided to make these Cherry Blossom Fingerless Gloves:

My favourite colour for the gloves and I love cherry blossom imagery. What else reminds you of spring?

Sunday, April 05, 2015

Happy Easter to YOU!!

I made a few more Easter Egg Cozies. First, a traditional bunny in lavender:

And next a Viking Helmet. For the Crusades, or should I say "crus-eggs"? yuk yuk

When we were kids, my dad told us about a game that he played on Easter. Before you could eat your hardboiled egg, one person would challenge another to a duel and then they'd bash the eggs together. The broken egg was the loser and you would continue on peeling your egg and then eat it. This Viking Helmet reminds me of that game. Let the battle begin!!!

Sunday, March 29, 2015

The ups and downs of a dance student

When my dance instructor announced that she was putting on a show and then told us that we would be in five numbers- I panicked. I go to dance glass for the fun of it, I have huge stage fright and don't want to perform. She told us that we would have to have more rehearsals including several hours on Sunday's as well. I think I felt overwhelmed and an a bit resentful of the demands on my time and money.

I started to dread the whole thing. In fact, after feeling like this for about two weeks. I told my dance sisters that I was going to quit dancing after the show. They were shocked. It felt so huge, like I had so much that needed to spill out of me. 

Then about two weeks ago my instructor talked to me about it. I told her that I had a lot to say about it and I couldn't say it all in the 15 minutes before class, but we did discuss it a bit. Then she had a talk with the whole group and told us that we didn't have to feel obligated to all of it. She told us how when she first started, her first dance instructor put her in 14 pieces!! Yes fourteen!! She understood. She wanted to give us an opportunity to perform if we wanted to. But we could opt out. 

Then just like the clouds parting to allow the sun to dry up the rain, I suddenly felt better too.  In fact, a couple of weeks later, I signed up for the next session of classes (and even ADDEDa class), bought my costume for the show, and have decided to do at least two pieces. One of my dance sisters and I are talking about doing our own duet after the show - so we can perform in September. 

Funny how a little pressure and a conversation or two can change everything. 

Thursday, March 19, 2015

Easter Projects - chick and sheep

This is how I spent my Saturday - making egg cozies.



I'm not sure how many more I will make - they are rather fiddly, two took me all day!!

If you want to make these yourself, see krawka.blogspot.com

Wednesday, March 18, 2015

Crocodile Stitch Slippers

Just finished these slippers. They don't look like much but man they kicked my ass. It took me almost a month to make them. I just kept ripping them out and re-doing them. I'd like to blame the pattern, but I'm pretty sure it was me, all me.

The biggest issue was that dang crocodile stitch cuff. It make a couple of rows and then try it on only to find out it tightened up too much so I couldn't put my foot in them, so I would rip out and start again.

Anyway, they are down now and I think I'll be taking a break from slippers for a while. It's a good thing it's almost spring and they shouldn't be needed for much longer

Sunday, March 15, 2015

The High Cost of Paradise

I heard on the radio that the gas in Vancouver is the most expensive in North America at $1.33/litre (a litre = .2642 gal or 1 gal = 3.785 litres). Apparently the most expensive place to get gas in the US is Los Angeles and that still equates to only $0.75/litre Canadian. $0.17 of every litre goes to pay Translink for the transit which the majority of us are not able to use due to a lack of network and efficient schedules.

Combine that the super high cost of real estate and it's surprising how any of us can get through the year (and maybe we're not). I have many friends who are "house rich and cash poor".  I wonder how long it will be before we all have to leave this town and soon it will be taken over by tourists and foreign investors. If I lived anywhere else I'd have 3x the house I have now and probably money left over to travel. Here's a Cost of Living Calculator - see if you could afford to live here.

It's no wonder my community apparently has the highest number of problem gamblers in the province. People are becoming more desperate everyday. Where will it go? Will we all move away? Will we all move in with each other? Higher crime rates? Looting ? Pillaging?

Oh and I didn't even mention alcohol - we have very costly booze too (no Costco wine for us)

Why do I stay? Because this is where I grew up, because Jp's son is here, family is here. It's home. But I'm starting to wonder if 'home' is over rated. How much can wonderful, mild weather and amazing scenery and an abundance of amazing wildlife trump the costs of living?

Next time someone says they are from Vancouver - will you say "poor you"? (because they probably are) or "lucky you" (because they are able to survive in the most beautiful super expensive place)? Do you think Vancouver will be like New York - if you can make it there, you can make it anywhere?