<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:17:36.481-08:00</updated><category term='Why me'/><category term='Family Outings.'/><category term='Hogwarts'/><category term='Progress Report'/><category term='Dance'/><category term='quiz'/><category term='Dancing'/><category term='Weddings'/><category term='Ramblings'/><category term='Knitting'/><category term='Shed Progress'/><title type='text'>ImpulsiveKnitter</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194.post-797719679321282582</id><published>2007-06-10T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T23:20:14.740-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weddings'/><title type='text'>Cousins Wedding Updates.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/Rmzpd952NXI/AAAAAAAAAHk/CLLyliooPE0/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/Rmzpd952NXI/AAAAAAAAAHk/CLLyliooPE0/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074687581182375282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok awhile ago my Auntie and her husband took out a loan of $5000 dollars to pay for my cousins wedding. No one in the family agreed that they should be putting themselves in debt for this wedding but they went ahead and did it. Well out of this $5000 only $300 is left for the wedding and from what i can tell none of it has been spent on the wedding. So now for the next month my auntie can't spend any of her and her husbands income so she can save $1500. They have invited 90 people, so they have to worry about food, alcohol, and decorations. They haven't paid my mum for the deposit for the hire of the hall, flowers she purchased for the bouquets, or the printing of the invitations. So far the only thing my cousin has put her hand in her pocket to pay for lately is the wedding dress and $300 for a puppy. The bridesmaids have brought all their dresses and shoes, plus jewellery. I am really mad, The rest of the bridal party wants to go out for a hens nite but the bride doesn't want to come and even if she did she couldn't afford it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9059444225148267194-797719679321282582?l=impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/797719679321282582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9059444225148267194&amp;postID=797719679321282582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/797719679321282582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/797719679321282582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/2007/06/cousins-wedding-updates.html' title='Cousins Wedding Updates.'/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/Rmzpd952NXI/AAAAAAAAAHk/CLLyliooPE0/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194.post-3956295236446281385</id><published>2007-06-07T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T23:20:45.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doom and Gloom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/Rmj1Gd52NWI/AAAAAAAAAHc/fXtezZo5z-A/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/Rmj1Gd52NWI/AAAAAAAAAHc/fXtezZo5z-A/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073574471688140130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday i went to the docs (which was a struggle i hated) for some really bad stomach cramps. And no i don't need to do a poo. heheh. Sorry first response i got from my other half. I had to do a urine test, which is always a pain. The give you such a little cup to fill and no possible way to fill it. They need to hand the cup over with a funnel or something. If i was a male i wouldn't have these issues. So they sent away my urine, I would hate to have the persons job who has to test it, lets face it who dreams of playing with pee when they are a kid. lol. Went back the next day to get result and i am infection free. Yay but hang on if that isn't it then what could it be........So in two weeks (Hope its not critical) i am going for a ultrasound. He thinks it could be a Ovarian Cyst. Don't worry they are really as bad as what i first thought they can be cancerous but ......... It mite not even be that..........If it is and doesn't seem to go away by its self then i mite have to go into hospital to have it removed. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooooooo. Hate hospitals as much as i hate the docs. Wonder while i am under the knife if they could do some nip and tucks for me. Mmmmmmmmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9059444225148267194-3956295236446281385?l=impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/3956295236446281385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9059444225148267194&amp;postID=3956295236446281385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/3956295236446281385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/3956295236446281385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/2007/06/doom-and-gloom.html' title='Doom and Gloom'/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/Rmj1Gd52NWI/AAAAAAAAAHc/fXtezZo5z-A/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194.post-5201445906301869625</id><published>2007-05-17T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T16:53:40.223-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quiz'/><title type='text'>Sinful are you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#CCCCCC;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Deadly Sins&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/howsinfulareyouquiz/hell.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Envy: 20%&lt;br /&gt;Gluttony: 20%&lt;br /&gt;Lust: 20%&lt;br /&gt;Sloth: 20%&lt;br /&gt;Wrath: 20%&lt;br /&gt;Greed: 0%&lt;br /&gt;Pride: 0%&lt;br /&gt;Chance You'll Go to Hell: 14%&lt;br /&gt;You will die at the hands of a jealous lover. How ironic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9059444225148267194-5201445906301869625?l=impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/5201445906301869625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9059444225148267194&amp;postID=5201445906301869625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/5201445906301869625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/5201445906301869625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/2007/05/sinful-are-you.html' title='Sinful are you?'/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194.post-546331786101201760</id><published>2007-05-15T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T06:29:56.766-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Knitting'/><title type='text'>Socks, that my daughter will wear!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/Rkm1bv5n7_I/AAAAAAAAAHU/Okk3sjpkQFM/s1600-h/2007_0213Mothersday0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064778744274087922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/Rkm1bv5n7_I/AAAAAAAAAHU/Okk3sjpkQFM/s400/2007_0213Mothersday0018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;OK both of my children never seem to be able to keep socks on their feet, They are like me in the fact that i would rather wear nothing on my feet then have something that feels scratchy or constricting on my feet. So i thought what the hay and i made my daughter her first pair of socks and to be honest if i peeled them off her feet (keep in mind she is sleeping at the moment) i am dam sure they would sick to the wall. She absolutely loves them. Now i am making a pair for my mummy dearest.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9059444225148267194-546331786101201760?l=impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/546331786101201760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9059444225148267194&amp;postID=546331786101201760' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/546331786101201760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/546331786101201760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/2007/05/socks-that-my-daughter-will-wear.html' title='Socks, that my daughter will wear!'/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/Rkm1bv5n7_I/AAAAAAAAAHU/Okk3sjpkQFM/s72-c/2007_0213Mothersday0018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194.post-1636313856205059346</id><published>2007-05-13T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T19:06:50.620-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family Outings.'/><title type='text'>Ploughing Day and Mothers Day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RkfDnf5n78I/AAAAAAAAAG8/PAiT5WUR5SQ/s1600-h/2007_0213Mothersday0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064231389346918338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RkfDnf5n78I/AAAAAAAAAG8/PAiT5WUR5SQ/s200/2007_0213Mothersday0002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RkfDn_5n79I/AAAAAAAAAHE/AAbanzzFwmU/s1600-h/2007_0213Mothersday0010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064231397936852946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RkfDn_5n79I/AAAAAAAAAHE/AAbanzzFwmU/s200/2007_0213Mothersday0010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RkfDof5n7-I/AAAAAAAAAHM/ChdkoghIcv4/s1600-h/2007_0213Mothersday0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064231406526787554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RkfDof5n7-I/AAAAAAAAAHM/ChdkoghIcv4/s200/2007_0213Mothersday0014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the 6Th of May&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Shaun took Nikita and i on a outing to Ploughing Day, which is when they bring out all the antique tractors. Shaun loves old tractors and dreams of the day he can own a few too. Hence why we would love to buy a couple of aches. They had Clydesdale's pulling ploughs, people giving sheep haircuts, (my favourite) Women spinning the fleece, free face painting, Camel and horse rides, bouncing castle, man showing traditional metal work (Blacksmiths), a lot of old cars, tractors, dirt bikes, and Shaun's favourite thing helicopter rides. Every since Shaun and i have met that is all he has wanted to do, and he finally got to do it. Now it seems he wants a helicopter of his own. (Great if you got half a million just laying around). It was a great day and we all had a ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday was of course Mothers day and my family and i went to Central Districts Football Club for dinner. I had a chicken kevi (I love garlic), Shaun had kangaroo in chili plum sauce, Matthew had pizza and chips, while Nikita has chicken Nuggets and chips. Very nice meals, kangaroo was very tender. I scored loads of presents, got spoilt rotten. Shaun made me breakfast in bed which was so yummy, scrambled eggs and toast. I love mothers day. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/Rke9YP5n76I/AAAAAAAAAGs/6-ey5ArowkA/s1600-h/2007_0213Mothersday0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064224530284146594" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px" height="188" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/Rke9YP5n76I/AAAAAAAAAGs/6-ey5ArowkA/s320/2007_0213Mothersday0027.JPG" width="245" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/Rke9Yv5n77I/AAAAAAAAAG0/Xy5F1YlGITc/s1600-h/2007_0213Mothersday0025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064224538874081202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" height="199" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/Rke9Yv5n77I/AAAAAAAAAG0/Xy5F1YlGITc/s320/2007_0213Mothersday0025.JPG" width="292" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9059444225148267194-1636313856205059346?l=impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/1636313856205059346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9059444225148267194&amp;postID=1636313856205059346' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/1636313856205059346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/1636313856205059346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/2007/05/ploughing-day-and-mothers-day.html' title='Ploughing Day and Mothers Day.'/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RkfDnf5n78I/AAAAAAAAAG8/PAiT5WUR5SQ/s72-c/2007_0213Mothersday0002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194.post-7324059474349758903</id><published>2007-05-13T05:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T05:26:45.509-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hogwarts'/><title type='text'>HSKS Trivia questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;TRIVIA QUESTION 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;This potion has the colour of molten gold, and while exposed to the air, large drops will leap like goldfish above the surface without spilling...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FELIX FELICIS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This potion is extremely difficult to brew, requiring six months of preparation and time to stew properly, In addition, it can all to easily fail resulting in a potion with dangerous consequences. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This potion grants temporary good luck to the drinker.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;TRIVIA QUESTION 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Which book is this line from.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Harry and Cho were now too embarrassed to look at each other; what if Ron and Hermione started going out together, then split up? Could their friendship survive it? Harry remembered the few weeks when they had not been talking to each other in third year, he had enjoyed trying to bridge the distance between them. And then, what if they didn't split up? What if they became like Bill and Fleur, and it became excruciatingly, embarrassing to be in their presence, so that he was shut out for good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;CHAPTER 14; HARRY POTTER AND THE HALF BLOOD PRINCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;TRIVIA QUESTION 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Who utters these words?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Oh I am glad I'm Not on duty. I wouldn't fancy having to go and tell the Irish they've got to stop celebrating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;CHAPTER 9; HARRY POTTER AND THE GOBLET OF FIRE; ARTHUR WEASLEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9059444225148267194-7324059474349758903?l=impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/7324059474349758903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9059444225148267194&amp;postID=7324059474349758903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/7324059474349758903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/7324059474349758903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/2007/05/hsks-trivia-questions.html' title='HSKS Trivia questions'/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194.post-7246293038131671227</id><published>2007-05-10T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T20:23:51.482-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dancing'/><title type='text'>Golden Rule</title><content type='html'>Matthew came fourth in his jazz troupe last night. I am so proud of my little man.&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been behind the scenes in a dancing competition for a while but being there last night you can see why little ballerina's grow up and become arrogant towards other schools, and mummy dearest came blame herself for that and all it takes is for a couple of mums to spoil and disgrace a name for the whole school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While there  last night, i was waiting for Matthew to get his bear nose on, when three mums from the school next to us,  Eastern Districts Academy of Dance &lt;a href="http://www.edad.com.au/index.htm"&gt;http://www.edad.com.au/index.htm&lt;/a&gt;  starting talking rather loudly about our school and how they were poopy that our school has so much space and we for the first time had managed to get one of the little single rooms. This conversation between the three of them went on for a while and even through they knew i could hear they didn't stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now these parents should be ashamed of themselves and be given a good kit up the butt. What kind of social skills does that teach your childern and they are giving a great and talented dance school a bad rep. Especially when children from different dance schools wear t-shirts or jumpers with their school logos on them. Not the smartest thing to do, have your mum advertise that she has a carrot up her bum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing against the school, i think these girls have worked hard and have amazing talent, but the mums need to follow the golden rule i teach my children, if you can't say nothing nice don't say anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew looked so cute, he got frustrated with me cause i wouldn't let him rub his nose when it was itchy, but hey it would of been worse to have a black smear across his face. He was a bit bummed he only got fourth but i said did you have fun, he said yes, said that is all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;I am soooooo proud of him, and don't care what he comes as long as he has fun doing it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9059444225148267194-7246293038131671227?l=impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/7246293038131671227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9059444225148267194&amp;postID=7246293038131671227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/7246293038131671227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/7246293038131671227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/2007/05/golden-rule.html' title='Golden Rule'/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194.post-6534398653663174858</id><published>2007-05-09T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T18:58:57.852-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dance'/><title type='text'>That time of year</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RkJ7_P5n75I/AAAAAAAAAGk/OjsuoOw_EP4/s1600-h/NorwoodConcertHall_copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062745257648058258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px" height="209" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RkJ7_P5n75I/AAAAAAAAAGk/OjsuoOw_EP4/s320/NorwoodConcertHall_copy.jpg" width="241" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062743887553490818" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px" height="281" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RkJ6vf5n74I/AAAAAAAAAGc/yYAIlp_w8BA/s320/mvc-628f.jpg" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RkJ6vP5n73I/AAAAAAAAAGU/C_jawbUFEqM/s1600-h/mvc-626f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062743883258523506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px" height="192" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RkJ6vP5n73I/AAAAAAAAAGU/C_jawbUFEqM/s320/mvc-626f.jpg" width="263" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonite my little handsome man will be in his first competition at Norwood Concert Hall. I think i am more excited then him. His is dancing in a jazz troupe to the song from the Jungle Book, BEAR NECESSITIES. They are dressed as Jungle animals. Then another on Saturday night for a tap troupe. Song is Summer Day. Fingers crossed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9059444225148267194-6534398653663174858?l=impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/6534398653663174858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9059444225148267194&amp;postID=6534398653663174858' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/6534398653663174858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/6534398653663174858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/2007/05/that-time-of-year.html' title='That time of year'/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RkJ7_P5n75I/AAAAAAAAAGk/OjsuoOw_EP4/s72-c/NorwoodConcertHall_copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194.post-301753073032498790</id><published>2007-05-07T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T17:16:43.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Attempting</title><content type='html'>Today i am attempting to dye some yarn. Its come down to that i am stick of not being able to find the colours i am after, or even the colour combinations and being South Australia we don't have a big selection here.&lt;br /&gt;So i am taking matters into my own hands.... Just soaking the unknow yarn know. Been reading a bit about this whole dying process and everything seems to say that natural fibres are better to work with when you are a beginning. So i am following some dying intstructions from simply knitting. Keep you posted.&lt;br /&gt;On other news i have started my HSKS bag for my swap partner. She is in RavenClaw.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9059444225148267194-301753073032498790?l=impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/301753073032498790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9059444225148267194&amp;postID=301753073032498790' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/301753073032498790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/301753073032498790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/2007/05/attempting.html' title='Attempting'/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194.post-2567095936475982685</id><published>2007-05-07T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T04:26:51.671-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Letting off steam</title><content type='html'>Spoke to my other half tonight and got the feeling he was tired of me, I know he gets frustrated with me and my kids a lot. It's hard for him he is use to being on his own and i am use to doing things my way and when i want to. I don't like to have to check  things through with another person. It is hard for my to change my lifestyle, I like the perks of living with just me and my kids and my kids are use to it to. Having someone move in just doesn't affect my lifestyle but their little life's to. My other half and i always go through these little episodes every now and then. Must be due for one. Sometimes i find that we don't communicate with each other very well and things just bottle up until they explode with us let every little thing out and sometimes even the hurtful stuff that we know we don't mean. It does take a lot to keep my attention, don't like to deal with things when they become to hard, or made to be harder then what they should be, prefer to walk away. I have enough hard things in my life with raising two children by myself i don't need anything else thrown my way. Maybe i should stop protecting shaun and let him know what my life is really about not just what i want him to know, not sure if he could handle it. Would be a test. I want him to see i can't be what he wants me to be !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9059444225148267194-2567095936475982685?l=impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/2567095936475982685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9059444225148267194&amp;postID=2567095936475982685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/2567095936475982685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/2567095936475982685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/2007/05/letting-off-steam.html' title='Letting off steam'/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194.post-275791694194781826</id><published>2007-05-01T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T18:27:31.069-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hogwarts'/><title type='text'>Hogwarts Trivia Question</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/Rjfhxv5n7pI/AAAAAAAAAEk/RZEFVu5InAU/s1600-h/_thb_hp0395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059760951162039954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 102px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px" height="128" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/Rjfhxv5n7pI/AAAAAAAAAEk/RZEFVu5InAU/s200/_thb_hp0395.jpg" width="138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"You will have your reward, Wormtail. I will allow you to perform an essential task for me, one that many of my followers would give their right hands to perform..." Who is speaking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord Voldemort is speaking to Wormtail&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9059444225148267194-275791694194781826?l=impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/275791694194781826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9059444225148267194&amp;postID=275791694194781826' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/275791694194781826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/275791694194781826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/2007/05/hogwarts-trivia-question.html' title='Hogwarts Trivia Question'/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/Rjfhxv5n7pI/AAAAAAAAAEk/RZEFVu5InAU/s72-c/_thb_hp0395.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194.post-6727031793637725066</id><published>2007-05-01T16:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T17:09:31.116-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hogwarts'/><title type='text'>HSKS Questionnaire</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RjfUEv5n7oI/AAAAAAAAAEc/KXXXmeWkY6g/s1600-h/slytherin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059745884416765570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RjfUEv5n7oI/AAAAAAAAAEc/KXXXmeWkY6g/s200/slytherin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://hogwarts-sock-kit-swap.blogspot.com/2007/04/hsks-questionnaire.html"&gt;HSKS Questionnaire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please make sure that this questionnaire is posted on your blogs by Tuesday, May 1st!! House points will be awarded.&lt;br /&gt;1. What Hogwarts house have you been sorted into? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Slytherin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. List your three favorite double-point needle brands, including size and length. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;In South Australia we don't have a big selection of double point needles so to be honest any needles would be great .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Would you like to try a new brand needle? If so, which brand? Size? Length? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I mainly knit with metal knitting needles but i like bamboo to. Prefer needles that are short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. If you are a RAVENCLAW, do you prefer the colors in the film or the book? Do you have a strong preference? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;5. If your pal decides to send candies or chocolates are there any that you don't like?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tim tams, anything with a strawberry filling, Not keen on dark chocolate but love white and milk chocolate. Big fan of the Aero Bar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. What are your favourite scents?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Strawberry and vanilla and with a hint of chocolate&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Do you have any allergies? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nope none known off&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9059444225148267194-6727031793637725066?l=impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/6727031793637725066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9059444225148267194&amp;postID=6727031793637725066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/6727031793637725066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/6727031793637725066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/2007/05/hsks-questionnaire.html' title='HSKS Questionnaire'/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RjfUEv5n7oI/AAAAAAAAAEc/KXXXmeWkY6g/s72-c/slytherin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194.post-7915614470840828534</id><published>2007-04-30T00:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T00:09:49.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mothers Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9059444225148267194-7915614470840828534?l=impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/7915614470840828534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9059444225148267194&amp;postID=7915614470840828534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/7915614470840828534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/7915614470840828534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/2007/04/mothers-day.html' title='Mothers Day'/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194.post-7286192733381909169</id><published>2007-04-26T23:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T23:49:10.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Concerts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RjGZxf5n7nI/AAAAAAAAAEU/AdreCQeh6bE/s1600-h/sfx14454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057992932169608818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" height="166" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RjGZxf5n7nI/AAAAAAAAAEU/AdreCQeh6bE/s200/sfx14454.jpg" width="165" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ok last Sunday night i went to see PINK in her I"M NOT DEAD TOUR concert. She is freaking awesome and bloody fit as well. I would kill for a body like her, but the thing i was most impressed with is that she is a real person on stage and in real life. She tells things how they are and how they should be. I can totally see how plastic Paris could see PINK as a major threat, cause she is and Paris should be watching her phoney ass and see that people are seeing her for what she is , a phoney plastic barbie doll who hasn't earned her money but will let daddy dearest pay for everything. Good knows what she w&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RjGZxf5n7mI/AAAAAAAAAEM/HjA9LWnlm-0/s1600-h/sfx16456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057992932169608802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RjGZxf5n7mI/AAAAAAAAAEM/HjA9LWnlm-0/s200/sfx16456.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ould do if she had to work for her money like everyone else. Pink really gets involved in her music, and makes you feel part of it. Not once did i get bored and i have the attention span of a three year old. So woman even threw her bra onto the stage. Still trying to decide if that was for PINK or for the guy on the guitar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The second thing is i am going to see the GUNS'N'ROSES Concert. This is more for my other half who really wanted to see them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9059444225148267194-7286192733381909169?l=impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/7286192733381909169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9059444225148267194&amp;postID=7286192733381909169' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/7286192733381909169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/7286192733381909169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/2007/04/concerts.html' title='Concerts'/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RjGZxf5n7nI/AAAAAAAAAEU/AdreCQeh6bE/s72-c/sfx14454.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194.post-4563702758989524112</id><published>2007-04-16T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T15:58:24.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>School Holiday Madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RiP9bN4l91I/AAAAAAAAAD0/Gf8cOuExEKo/s1600-h/2007_0113daySports0118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054161850865153874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RiP9bN4l91I/AAAAAAAAAD0/Gf8cOuExEKo/s200/2007_0113daySports0118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What a couple of huge weeks. Lets start with my dads sisters 50Th birthday party. My dad comes from a family of 12 kids, all with there different personalities. I caught up with aunties and uncles and cousins that have almost grown taller then me. Which is always a shock. I have about 34 cousins with this side of the family and my children are older then some of my cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I introduced Shaun to a lot of them, not by choice only cause they cornered me and told me to take them to him. Shaun had a great time, but the only downer was i was the designated driver, so i couldn't drink. So i didn't find funny a lot of what the drunks did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that came Easter. I hate Easter, only cause i am trying to not put on any weight and Easter with the chocolate and hot cross buns doesn't help. We had a family get together at my house and yes we ate meat on Good Friday. Guess where i am going will be toasty and warm. Easter was quiet. Loved that bit Matthew went to his Grandmas, While Nikita, Shaun and i bummed around at home. Met Shaun's dad for the first time on Easter Sunday. Not what i pictured. Shaun is taller then him but when i asked him if he gets his height from his mum he said "No i am taller then both my parents".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matthew had Sports Day. He was in the yellow team, which won the whole thing over all. Sweet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RiP9bd4l92I/AAAAAAAAAD8/dcb_bW_34GM/s1600-h/2007_0113daySports0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054161855160121186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RiP9bd4l92I/AAAAAAAAAD8/dcb_bW_34GM/s200/2007_0113daySports0194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He had so much fun that at the end of the day he was knackered. Next Morning he di&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RiP9b94l93I/AAAAAAAAAEE/vUOfnyOcxDQ/s1600-h/2007_0113daySports0189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054161863750055794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RiP9b94l93I/AAAAAAAAAEE/vUOfnyOcxDQ/s200/2007_0113daySports0189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dn't want to get up but he had to since his class was having a Cinderella Party with party food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Matthew has dance competitions coming up in May. He is doing a Tap and a Jazz. So see how that goes. Took him to dancing yesterday and this horrible bossy streak appeared. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are going to the zoo with their Nana Shirley this Thursday which should be great for them. Catching train into town then going on PopEye to the zoo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9059444225148267194-4563702758989524112?l=impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/4563702758989524112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9059444225148267194&amp;postID=4563702758989524112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/4563702758989524112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/4563702758989524112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/2007/04/school-holiday-madness.html' title='School Holiday Madness'/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RiP9bN4l91I/AAAAAAAAAD0/Gf8cOuExEKo/s72-c/2007_0113daySports0118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194.post-38069799800581492</id><published>2007-03-20T19:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T19:14:03.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MONSTER TRUCKS</title><content type='html'>At mums this morning, she is still in abit of pain from her knee operation.&lt;br /&gt;Shaun and i took the kids to the MONSTER TRUCK SHOW last Saturday night. It was freaking awesome. They had four Monster Trucks, Stunt motor bikes, They dropped cars from cranes, and had these vans that had jet engines on the back, which they used to burn a old car and fireworks. The kids loved it but my other half loved it even more then the kids. My other is cute but thats the way i love him. Nothing really exciting has really happened. Oh well ...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9059444225148267194-38069799800581492?l=impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/38069799800581492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9059444225148267194&amp;postID=38069799800581492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/38069799800581492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/38069799800581492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/2007/03/monster-trucks.html' title='MONSTER TRUCKS'/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194.post-8730344047047584980</id><published>2007-03-14T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T22:12:46.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What day.</title><content type='html'>Okay what a day..................&lt;br /&gt;To start with my son brought home a wonderful present home for the family HEADLICE. Now i don't like using the hate word but i really really really HATE headlice. So i spent last nite washing the kids hair, their bed sheets, clothes, cushions on the lounge, brushes and combs, towels from both bathrooms, my sons school hat, my bed sheets, basically anything that their heads could of come into contact with. It was a long nite. I kept my son home from school today until i was sure that they were gone and let me tell you that it has been a long day. Just keep telling myself that it won't be long before they are both in school. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;On a ligher note my other half was told today that he passed his excavator and loader tests.&lt;br /&gt;"WooHooo !!! Got my EXCAVATOR and LOADER tickets. I'm legal 2 play with big boy toys now ... xXXx"&lt;br /&gt;I know that he is over the moon about this and i don't blame him it has been along wait for this, and all it took was a dummy spit about going nowhere to his boss. His boss his a lazy git. I mean the guys boobs out do mine for crying out loud. Man boobs arent a good look.&lt;br /&gt;My mum went into hospital this afternoon. She has a tear in her knee. I told her while she was in there and under knife to tell them to put in breast implants. She laughed but you know what ...... i would.About all to report in with today. Oh expect my cousin was going for tests, she has a lump in her breasts and she is only young,  i haven't seen her to ask her how things went. When i last spoke to her about it she didnt seem that worried about it. I think i am more worried then she is.&lt;br /&gt;On another note i am thinking that my cousin who is getting married thinks that i am made of money. Mum brought these beatiful fake flowers for her wedding and she was like "But i want to buy the flowers" With what!! they have no money that is why my aunty is sending herself into debt to pay for it and the thing that bugs me is that the guy she is marrying could cash in his long service leave and pay for it but he just smiles and doesnt say anything when we bring it up. So i am already paying for my dress and shoes, jewellery and i ain't sure if we are going to the hairdresser or not, i don't have a huge income and will suggle to pay for that but my cousin doesn't seem to care. She is turning into a Bridezilla.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9059444225148267194-8730344047047584980?l=impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/8730344047047584980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9059444225148267194&amp;postID=8730344047047584980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/8730344047047584980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/8730344047047584980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-day.html' title='What day.'/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194.post-909400266152341492</id><published>2007-03-09T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T18:12:11.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a BITCH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00;color:#000066;" &gt;Today i am feeling in a playful mood. I think my colour choices are showing that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00;color:#000066;" &gt;This morning i woke up feeling like a truck had ran over me and then backed up over to check i was ok. So i slept in and left Mr Impulsives house to pick the kids late. Isn't it funny that if you have a late morning it seems to put your whole day out of whack. Nikita has to wait for awhile before it is her turn to dance, so i brought her something from the canteen but that of course wasnt good enough and she wanted more, spat the dummy and got her knickers in a twist. So i had to take her back to mums until it was her turn to dance. I think i should rent her out as birth control for teens. The thing about dancing is that it can get as bitchy as any other sport that is dominated by the female spieces. Last year there was this lady who always did the canteen and tried to do everything else. Well you know what happens when you burn a candle from both ends. So another lady offered to lend her a hand while she got back on track and this is the result of a helping hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00;color:#000066;" &gt;" I hear you are taking other MY job?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00;color:#000066;" &gt;"No i am just trying to help out, I am not trying to step on any ones toes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00;color:#000066;" &gt;"Oh.......no i was just kidding."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00;color:#000066;" &gt;Apparently she didn't say it like she was joking. I couldn't help but laugh, see i can't help but think if the world was run solely by women that we wouldn't be in a more caring environment but  a bithchy one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00;color:#000066;" &gt;My two bobs was that you always getting the same old people helping cause new comers and other people never know that the club needs help for the sole reason that they are never asked or its never advertised. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00;color:#000066;" &gt;Going to start taking Nikita to Gymnastics, She spends so much time now rolling, Tumbling and jumping that i think that it is going to suit her to a tea. My Aunty takes her son and she was telling me all about it. $4 a lesson and $40 for registration which includes insurance. Told mum about it and she didn't seem to take any notice. I think she wanted me to take my youngest away with me this weekend ( which i don't have a problem with) but i said if i take one i take both. Meaning i take my son as well. She is going in for a operation on her knee Next Thursay and she is in a mad rush to clean the house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00;color:#000066;" &gt;Anyway i better pack will be leaving for the shack soon. Gonna take a camera and take some photos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00;color:#000066;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9059444225148267194-909400266152341492?l=impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/909400266152341492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9059444225148267194&amp;postID=909400266152341492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/909400266152341492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/909400266152341492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/2007/03/just-bitch.html' title='Just a BITCH'/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194.post-6699645418090071719</id><published>2007-03-08T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T22:50:01.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RfEDBdu9RXI/AAAAAAAAACg/yf5xftfjEsQ/s1600-h/2005_0603ProjectVest0161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039812781700629874" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RfEDBdu9RXI/AAAAAAAAACg/yf5xftfjEsQ/s200/2005_0603ProjectVest0161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039809697914111314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 277px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" height="214" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RfEAN9u9RVI/AAAAAAAAACQ/WxiGCstJgd4/s320/2005_0603photosofboat0078.JPG" width="290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well i have started my vest and to be honest I was alittle disappointed. Yes i had one of those omg look how much weight i have put on moment. Nothing like a measuring tape to give you a confidence boost. So i decided on the what seem to be the same sort of wool but they thought if they call them two different things then i mite be fooled, but to be honest i am not sure if i like working with pure wool, its not very soft. Its made in Japan. Isn't that sad that with all the sheep in Australia we still have wool being imported from another country and they are doing abit of a dogey job with it. The wool doesn't tell me the colours so i am going to call them greenapple green and plum purple. Did a tension square to work out how many stitches i needed&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RfEAOtu9RWI/AAAAAAAAACY/Mwr5i8kTwr8/s1600-h/2005_0603photosofboat0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039809710799013218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="125" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RfEAOtu9RWI/AAAAAAAAACY/Mwr5i8kTwr8/s320/2005_0603photosofboat0079.JPG" width="214" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to cast on. Won't bore you with the details. I remember doing Maths in highschool saying "When am i ever going to use this". Well guess what kiddies i am now eating my words. Its going well. Have started the decreases for my waist. Thank god i still have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spoke to a old friend of mine Mr AreoBar last nite. its weird Mr Aerobar and i get along really well. He is always and i mean always there for me and he understands me. There is a gaint age gap between us i think about 13 years but never once has he made me feel like he his talking to me like a child. He was telling me he has brought a new car, a something something 1990 Cal something. Sorry tend to turn out with car talk. He was ment to be dropping past this afternoon for a visit, but i guess he got side tracked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Going to stay at Mr Impulsives tonight. Haven't seen him all week and i miss him like crazy. He was going to come around on Wednesday but i canceled it. I have had this shocking tummy bug this week. In the mornings it is the worse. So i finally get to see him tonight and the best thing is we are going away this weekend to my parents holiday home. I am really looking forward to going away no kids to bug me with "mum she hit me" "mum i'm hungry". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9059444225148267194-6699645418090071719?l=impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/6699645418090071719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9059444225148267194&amp;postID=6699645418090071719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/6699645418090071719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/6699645418090071719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/2007/03/well-i-have-started-my-vest-and-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RfEDBdu9RXI/AAAAAAAAACg/yf5xftfjEsQ/s72-c/2005_0603ProjectVest0161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194.post-8246163833732655563</id><published>2007-03-07T03:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T03:43:21.089-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Designing my own Vest</title><content type='html'>Ok i have been thinking about making a deep v tight vest for the PINK CONCERT and i am  also making a wrap for my cousin but i think i mite change it to a v sweater instead. So i thought i mite jot down a few notes on here, that way there is less likely of a chance of me losing them. I am using Stitch'n bitch Nation as a guild. Fingers crossed here goes nothing .&lt;br /&gt;Working out the EASE.&lt;br /&gt;(Ease is simply the additional number of number of inches the designer added (or subtracted) from the wearer's bust measurement to design a sweater that  would fit in a certain way.)&lt;br /&gt;So with this is mind i have decided on a Standard fitting (2 to 4 inches more then the body measurements) for my cousin and for me Close fitting (snug but not tight, your exact size).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9059444225148267194-8246163833732655563?l=impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/8246163833732655563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9059444225148267194&amp;postID=8246163833732655563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/8246163833732655563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/8246163833732655563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/2007/03/designing-my-own-vest.html' title='Designing my own Vest'/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194.post-5554396438721726315</id><published>2007-03-05T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T20:15:13.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Been Hard at It</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RezbTkZW-cI/AAAAAAAAACA/5SDHh0UgpV4/s1600-h/2005_0530photosofboat0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038643212354779586" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px" height="318" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RezbTkZW-cI/AAAAAAAAACA/5SDHh0UgpV4/s320/2005_0530photosofboat0081.JPG" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok have been quite lately but with good reason. Life is HECTIC. This is a Poncho i made for my daughter Nikita. In my egaerness to make something that would fit her for awhile i made it a wee bit big. (shrugs).  Its knit in two pieces then joined at the sides. The pattern is from Patrons but i didn't use the wool they suggested to use cause to be frank i didn't like it. I love the fun fur on kids items. This is a great item now Autumn is kicking in and things are getting colder on those early morning walks to school. It is really light and soft but really warm.&lt;br /&gt;The second picture is off The Irish Hiking Scarf. &lt;a href="http://www.helloyarn.com/irishhikingcarf.htm"&gt;http://www.helloyarn.com/irishhikingcarf.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038643208059812274" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" height="160" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RezbTUZW-bI/AAAAAAAAAB4/OwnkleLBNck/s320/2005_0530photosofboat0079.JPG" width="281" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RezbS0ZW-aI/AAAAAAAAABw/IktEUc96SiU/s1600-h/2005_0530photosofboat0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038643199469877666" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="214" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RezbS0ZW-aI/AAAAAAAAABw/IktEUc96SiU/s320/2005_0530photosofboat0080.JPG" width="304" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9059444225148267194-5554396438721726315?l=impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/5554396438721726315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9059444225148267194&amp;postID=5554396438721726315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/5554396438721726315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/5554396438721726315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/2007/03/been-hard-at-it.html' title='Been Hard at It'/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RezbTkZW-cI/AAAAAAAAACA/5SDHh0UgpV4/s72-c/2005_0530photosofboat0081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194.post-2864576279417841779</id><published>2007-03-05T15:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T15:54:41.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVESICK</title><content type='html'>Ok at the risk of sounding like a love sick puppy, I really love my other half and its really the little things like when he gets to work he sends me a text message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Morning sexy, Have a nice day. Hope the kids play nice. Talk to you later. xxx."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Morning sexy. Made it 2 wrk with trailer. Door is here!! Thanks 4 a nice morning. Have a nice day xxXxx."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you sexy. Tea was YUMMY and so are you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MR IMPULSIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to mums to borrow her camera. Mine has a few hiccups.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9059444225148267194-2864576279417841779?l=impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/2864576279417841779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9059444225148267194&amp;postID=2864576279417841779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/2864576279417841779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/2864576279417841779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/2007/03/lovesick.html' title='LOVESICK'/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194.post-385877449113431076</id><published>2007-03-04T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T20:13:33.702-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My other half</title><content type='html'>I just want to make it clear that i think i have the best MR IMPULSIVE in the WORLD. Today he paid for US (meaning Mr Impulsive the kids and me) to go to MONSTER TRUCKS.  Yay for monster trucks. Not sure who is more exctied the kids or Mr Impulsive and myself. We got a deal that we brought a family ticket and got a extra kid ticket for FREE. So seeing that Mr Impulsives neighbours have been SUPER  HELPFUL to him latley i was going to see if their eldest who is the only boy they have would like to come. Hey what is one more. I am so excited about this i love MONSTER TRUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;Then on top of this we mite be going to see the CRUSTY DEMONS UNLEASH HELL. Guys on motorbikes doing stunts, Freaks, the crusty babe (Mr Impulsive Favourite) and more. I am such a toyboy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9059444225148267194-385877449113431076?l=impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/385877449113431076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9059444225148267194&amp;postID=385877449113431076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/385877449113431076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/385877449113431076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-other-half.html' title='My other half'/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194.post-501841757953947534</id><published>2007-02-14T15:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T15:30:57.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAY for Mr Impulsive</title><content type='html'>Well Mr Impulsive suprised me with roses last nite. I was so shocked that he had taken the time after work to bother to find me flowers . Well to be honest on Valentines you don't have to look far everyone seems to be selling them, but i don't care i asked for them and he LISTENED and got them. I honestly didn't think i was getting them so when i saw them i couldn't stop grinning from ear to ear. Mr Impulsive also loved his top. Can't go wrong with FORD and Mr Impulsive.&lt;br /&gt;He was alittle worried cause the top was white! I told him that it is a show top and that is all.&lt;br /&gt;That reminds me to buy stain remover in the shopping. So we cooked tea together. T-bone steaks with chips and salad. We work well together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Impulsive is soon to be sitting some tests at work to get some extra licences with the machines at work. So he was telling me all about that. I think personallly it is about time. His boss is a gonna not a doer. Lazy Git.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove my new car today. Its a manual and i haven't driven a manual for a very long time. So i throw myself into the deep end and just drove. I had to be honest and say yes i am still bunny hopping and sometimes i miss the gears all together. Today was embrassing i took my son to school and was trying to reverse the car out of the carpark, but i couldn't get the car to play nice and couldn't figure out why when some workmen came over and told me that i still had the hand brake on. I am sure they are still laughing about it. Released the hand brake and the car worked.&lt;br /&gt;Got home and saw junior impulsives lunch sitting on the bench so took the car back out and not a problem. Had to drive past the workmen and they were clapping and cheering. Should of ran them over. Buggers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terror impulsive is trying to blow up a balloon. After so many attempts she has finally brought it to me, covered in drool. YAY for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway off to spend some money at the local craft store SPOTLIGHT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9059444225148267194-501841757953947534?l=impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/501841757953947534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9059444225148267194&amp;postID=501841757953947534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/501841757953947534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/501841757953947534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/2007/02/yay-for-mr-impulsive.html' title='YAY for Mr Impulsive'/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194.post-3113391003542090985</id><published>2007-02-13T22:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T23:11:23.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>VALENTINES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well its &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;valentines day &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and i am going round to Mr Impulsives house to cook him some juicey T-Bone steaks. We don't really go overboard with Valentines but its nice to show that you love the person and the way to Mr Impulsives heart is him tummy. I also brought him a FORD t-shirt which i hope fits him. I was asked what i wanted for Valentines and i said all i wanted was to see him for dinner and maybe some flowers. But everytime i ask for flowers i get when we first started dating you said you didn't like flowers. I had to point out no i said flowers every now and then would be great but he doesn't have to go overboard and buy them all the time. I do have to say nice play on my words though. So now  i feel silly cause i brought him something and i know i won't get anything in return and i don't want to say anything cause i don't want to make him feel guilty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have a new car today. Well not that new but new to me. Its a Holden beep beep BARINA. My new toy but it means i now have to teach myself to drive a manual all over again. Anyway its late and i should go see my handsome other half .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9059444225148267194-3113391003542090985?l=impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/3113391003542090985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9059444225148267194&amp;postID=3113391003542090985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/3113391003542090985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/3113391003542090985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/2007/02/valentines.html' title='VALENTINES'/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194.post-478509919246822927</id><published>2007-02-12T01:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T01:58:55.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why arent there more hours in the day?</title><content type='html'>Okay today i bring to you why there aren't more hours in my day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where the heck do the hours go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After looking after the kids and housework there never seems to be time for me. Today was a pretty uneventfull day nothing really worth bragging about.&lt;br /&gt;Had a headache for a few days. It is making me grumpy with every one, ranging from the kids my partner, the poor lady who served me in the shop. I should go see a doctor but i already know the drill they will get my blood pressure then tell me to lose weight. Not that i have been told that before just going on every over time i have been in there to see them about something i normally get you could lose some weight. Its enough to make you avoid doctors all together. Really annoying when you don't even go in there about your weight. HaHaHa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't get to see Mr ImpulsiveKnitting tonite. Its a shame but hey when you live in seperate houses you get that. To be honest i am not sure if i would of made great company. He is all happy he got to drive a truck today. It made his day. I think he wanted to ring and tell me about it but all i want to do is lock myself in a dark room and go to sleep. I brought him a small present for Valentines day. Its just a metal FORD keyring. He likes FORDS but don't tell him or i might have to kill ya. :o) Going to make him a nice dinner for Valentines show him that i love him pieces. This is our second Valentine together and i hope we share many more (touch wood).&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i think i have grossed you guys out enough as it is so i might go to be and think up new knitting designs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Dreams all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9059444225148267194-478509919246822927?l=impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/478509919246822927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9059444225148267194&amp;postID=478509919246822927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/478509919246822927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/478509919246822927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/2007/02/why-arent-there-more-hours-in-day.html' title='Why arent there more hours in the day?'/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194.post-2481403507494623793</id><published>2007-02-08T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T15:20:08.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that make me go mmmmmmm</title><content type='html'>ok it has been like forever since i have posted so i need to pull my finger out and get cracking.&lt;br /&gt;My son has finished his second week of school and i am not sure who is more tired me or the kids. cause the same week school starts all the sporting events seem to start as well.&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind them doing sporting events after school but the frustrating thing is my mum said that she would take them to dancing and i didn't have to have anything to do with it. Then my mum got lazy and was taking them in dribbs and drabbs. Which inturn frustrated the hell out of me so i told her not to worry about it i would take them. So now i have to rearrange things cause my mum got lazy and the worse thing is when i tell her it annoys me all i get is oh well your a mum. She keeps enroling my son into things but then seems to lose interest and starts making excuses not to take him.&lt;br /&gt;Mr Impulsive Knitting and myself had a massive argument on Sunday, all cause get this he had a shitty day at work on Friday. His work thinks it ok to send workers out in unairconditioned machines in 40 plus degree heat. They don't even ofter then drinks and if they do get offered a drink they have choice between tap water that isn't cold, light beers and soft drinks. And two of them you shouldn't be drinking if you are dehyrated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9059444225148267194-2481403507494623793?l=impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/2481403507494623793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9059444225148267194&amp;postID=2481403507494623793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/2481403507494623793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/2481403507494623793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/2007/02/things-that-make-me-go-mmmmmmm.html' title='Things that make me go mmmmmmm'/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194.post-2722521868852510853</id><published>2007-01-01T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T15:20:07.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas fun</title><content type='html'>Ok its the second day into the new year and i have been a slack knitter. Just haven't had time with christmas and wrapping presents to have the kids unwrap their presents to be more interested in the boxes, to find that there is no present under the tree for me from my so called better half but he went out and brought his baby aka his car a set of brand new mags over a grand on a car and i got nothing, have my son counting his sisters presents not understanding that some of his presents cost more and that is why he has less, for my silly idea to cram a six foot christmas tree into the corner and then have to be the one who climbs under the tree to get the presents at the back. So with a busy christmas i packed my needles up to bring them out in the new year. New years eve was at my parents. Mainly family nothing to brag about, next year i am going to have a massive party i think.&lt;br /&gt;Ok time to take the kids to my mums she is on holidays to and would like to see more of the kids. So a nite without my so called terrors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9059444225148267194-2722521868852510853?l=impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/2722521868852510853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9059444225148267194&amp;postID=2722521868852510853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/2722521868852510853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/2722521868852510853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/2007/01/christmas-fun.html' title='Christmas fun'/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194.post-8815483078338844328</id><published>2006-12-05T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T16:31:02.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exide Christmas Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RXYN75UeR_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/n3TA_QFwT6Q/s1600-h/2005_0301ExideChristmasParty0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005203358519019506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 283px" height="306" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RXYN75UeR_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/n3TA_QFwT6Q/s320/2005_0301ExideChristmasParty0019.JPG" width="182" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RXYN8ZUeSAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xz8MHObi5XU/s1600-h/2005_0301ExideChristmasParty0020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005203367108954114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px" height="282" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RXYN8ZUeSAI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Xz8MHObi5XU/s320/2005_0301ExideChristmasParty0020.JPG" width="207" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RXYN9JUeSBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/wpZMRqczJOc/s1600-h/2005_0301ExideChristmasParty0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005203379993856018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 417px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RXYN9JUeSBI/AAAAAAAAAAc/wpZMRqczJOc/s320/2005_0301ExideChristmasParty0015.JPG" width="190" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RXYN9pUeSCI/AAAAAAAAAAk/azppjB-EoA0/s1600-h/2005_0301ExideChristmasParty0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5005203388583790626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="244" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RXYN9pUeSCI/AAAAAAAAAAk/azppjB-EoA0/s320/2005_0301ExideChristmasParty0007.JPG" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So last weekend it was three of my kids grandparents christmas party for the kids. They have rides and icecream, snags and father christmas who brings the presents. This year there didn't seem to be as many as last year, but it doesn't matter cause it ment less of a line up for the rides. The day went smoothly until i heard my son screaming across the oval. A bee had landed on him and it terrified him and then i put my daughter to sleep cause she was being a grumpy nightmare, walked away for five minutes to get a drink and next thing i knew the other half had woken her up cause Santa had arrived. GRRRRRRR. I know he ment well but at the same time he doesn't seem to matter to a three year old if they see santa all the care about is the present. I know that sounds sad but that is three year old logic.So all in all it was a good day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have also been working on some presents for matthews teachers to say thank you. Hard to believe he is in Grade 2 next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9059444225148267194-8815483078338844328?l=impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/8815483078338844328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9059444225148267194&amp;postID=8815483078338844328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/8815483078338844328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/8815483078338844328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/2006/12/exide-christmas-party.html' title='Exide Christmas Party'/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dbf58hm9eiw/RXYN75UeR_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/n3TA_QFwT6Q/s72-c/2005_0301ExideChristmasParty0019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194.post-5854021618566231195</id><published>2006-11-26T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T17:17:31.624-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shed Progress'/><title type='text'>Shed Progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2746/1105889187640169/1600/293906/2005_0217BackShed0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 141px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" height="180" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2746/1105889187640169/320/549470/2005_0217BackShed0064.jpg" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2746/1105889187640169/1600/903741/2005_0217BackShed0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" height="161" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2746/1105889187640169/320/732868/2005_0217BackShed0063.jpg" width="241" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;OK so on the weekend my other half and me continued on with the shed. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Layed&lt;/span&gt; the carpet down, trimmed it and released that whoever built the shed didn't bother to make sure it had straight sides on the foundation so now my shed looks like a rectangle that has had the sides pushed to a lean! Not sure who is was more frustrated, me or my partner. but we managed to get it done. I reckon it needs a lick of paint and some offer finishing touches. But my partner likes to bring me back down to earth and remind me that there other things to worry about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Kids &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pageant&lt;/span&gt; went really well they had a ball will post more pictures when i get a sec anyway got to go and do some cleaning :o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9059444225148267194-5854021618566231195?l=impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/5854021618566231195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9059444225148267194&amp;postID=5854021618566231195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/5854021618566231195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/5854021618566231195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/2006/11/shed-progress.html' title='Shed Progress'/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194.post-9136408172763139411</id><published>2006-11-22T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T16:35:13.984-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Why me'/><title type='text'>Dreaded Window Shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px" height="180" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2746/1105889187640169/320/504811/2005_0215Dance0005.jpg" width="322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;OK i have never really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;been a girly girl. I mean don't get me wrong i like to look good but i love to get dirty more. My cousin has asked me to go dress shopping for her wedding on the 16Th of FREAKING DECEMBER. I am meant to be the matron of honour. Yay for me (not). I just ain't sure what the rush is and why she wants to be married in 6 months, the middle of good dam winter, and the funniest thing is she wants a garden wedding. Why do brides seem to lose their marbles when planning a wedding. So now i have been asked to go dress shopping oh sorry i mean window shopping. shoot me now! Now December is not a good time for me let alone anyone else i think. With shopping, seeing Santa, drinking, various parties, and more drinking the last thing i need to do is window shop for a dress i will wear once. i don't go anywhere to use the dress again.So i was about to protest and say whatever you pick is fine but i got this look from my mum to say IF YOU DON'T SAY YES I WILL MAKE YOUR LIFE HELL! I must admit my mum is still scary after 25 years. I hope to have that power after 25 years. Shaun isn't going. He hates mark to high heaven and i don't blame him or try to make him come. So it is just me and the kids. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9059444225148267194-9136408172763139411?l=impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/9136408172763139411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9059444225148267194&amp;postID=9136408172763139411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/9136408172763139411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/9136408172763139411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/2006/11/dreaded-window-shopping.html' title='Dreaded Window Shopping'/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194.post-1356558504576156079</id><published>2006-11-22T16:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T21:21:48.015-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Progress Report'/><title type='text'>Progress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2746/1105889187640169/1600/116893/2005_0216Knitting0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2746/1105889187640169/320/645584/2005_0216Knitting0063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2746/1105889187640169/1600/40559/2005_0215Dance0061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 4px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 6px" height="254" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2746/1105889187640169/320/560346/2005_0215Dance0061.jpg" width="128" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;(Doing the happy dance) I have finished the back of my daughters &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;ballet wrap. Today i am thinking i should try to complete the other sleeve, cause the problem is i can't remember how i did the first one. Ops. I have posted a photo of the back and the sleeve i have done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I am really trying to have this completed by Saturday but i know she won't be able to wear it. The weather is ment to be really hot. Bugga&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9059444225148267194-1356558504576156079?l=impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/1356558504576156079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9059444225148267194&amp;postID=1356558504576156079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/1356558504576156079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/1356558504576156079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/2006/11/progress.html' title='Progress'/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194.post-878312502155162124</id><published>2006-11-21T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T20:05:52.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures of kids in costumes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2746/1105889187640169/1600/2005_0215Dance0045.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px" height="342" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2746/1105889187640169/400/2005_0215Dance0045.0.jpg" width="231" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2746/1105889187640169/1600/2005_0215Dance0061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px" height="309" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2746/1105889187640169/400/2005_0215Dance0061.jpg" width="129" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2746/1105889187640169/1600/2005_0215Dance0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" height="284" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/2746/1105889187640169/400/2005_0215Dance0043.jpg" width="185" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last couple of days has been slow. After the dance productions things have gone back to normal, well what we consider normal. This weekend my kids are going to be in the P&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;layford&lt;/span&gt; pageant. They are excited. Trying to con the other half to tag along and keep me company. I think i am winning. I posted some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pictures&lt;/span&gt; of my kids at the dance production (my daughter in her chicken costume and my son is farmer costumes) and one of a ballet wrap i am knitting for my daughter. Its Candy pink and white stripedI love to knit things that different and stand out. I am hoping to have it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;finished&lt;/span&gt; so she can wear it to dance this &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;. fingers crossed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9059444225148267194-878312502155162124?l=impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/878312502155162124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9059444225148267194&amp;postID=878312502155162124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/878312502155162124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/878312502155162124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/2006/11/pictures-of-kids-in-costumes.html' title='Pictures of kids in costumes'/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194.post-5825099466658786762</id><published>2006-11-19T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T20:42:35.041-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Wish List</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2746/1105889187640169/1600/728812/skull_scarf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 3px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 7px" height="247" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2746/1105889187640169/400/356589/skull_scarf.jpg" width="176" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2746/1105889187640169/1600/728812/skull_scarf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 359px" height="344" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2746/1105889187640169/400/356589/skull_scarf.jpg" width="252" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2746/1105889187640169/1600/374771/skullchart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 7px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 5px" height="183" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2746/1105889187640169/400/526517/skullchart.jpg" width="261" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2746/1105889187640169/1600/374771/skullchart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px" height="252" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/2746/1105889187640169/400/526517/skullchart.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK what a long weekend. My kids had two dance productions this weekend so they are both so exhausted. So due to last minute things to be done on costumes and their rehearsals i haven't been able to pick up the needles at all. Feel like i am having withdrawals. So both productions went as smooth as they could go with about 60 kids bouncing off the walls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have decided that i am not to buy any more wool until i have used up my stash. This is so hard for me but i am determined not to visit somewhere that sells wool until my boxes are wool free. I have managed to finish a bag for my sons teacher but still have another one to go. I found this neat &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://acunningplan.typepad.com/andsheknitstoo/files/skull_scarf.html"&gt;http://acunningplan.typepad.com/andsheknitstoo/files/skull_scarf.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This scarf i am going to knit for my sister for a xmas present. Expect mine is going to be hot pink skulls and black&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9059444225148267194-5825099466658786762?l=impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/5825099466658786762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9059444225148267194&amp;postID=5825099466658786762' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/5825099466658786762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/5825099466658786762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/2006/11/christmas-wish-list.html' title='Christmas Wish List'/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194.post-696952936743359754</id><published>2006-11-14T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T20:12:32.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;When i was single there was a guy who i was friendly with and one morning we had gone to a friends house all nite, the sun began to shine in the window when we thought it was time to come home. Walking the streets at 6 am in the morning was great, The world had not yet begun to wake and we had the streets to ourselves. Next thing i know this guy was making mad dashes into peoples front yards to pick flowers for me and till this day forth it is still the most romantic thing someone has done for me. My partner on the other hand doesn't think or do things like that and sometimes i accuse him of taking things for granted. Well i think he may of finally listened to me and he is starting to change and they aren't big things little things like a hug for no reason, or open the car door for me or my personal favourite holding my hand when we walk together. I don't want us to grow stale you know those old people you see still walking hand in hand with each other done the road after about 50 years of marriage. That would be bees knees for me but i still think its great that my other half can still touch me and give me goosebumps. He is my knight in shinning armour without being fake or plastic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;speaking of fake my mum is considering getting fake boobies put in. I told her to go for it. She was a big women but has lost a lot of weight and with the weight the boobs went. If it makes her happy i say what the hey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i haven't been able to really knit all this week with all these dress rehearsals but on the brighter note it is only once a year (praise the lord sorry not religious it just seem to fit) Better go and make sure we have everything for their dress rehearsal tonite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Tip for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Measure twice cut once&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9059444225148267194-696952936743359754?l=impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/696952936743359754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9059444225148267194&amp;postID=696952936743359754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/696952936743359754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/696952936743359754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/2006/11/when-i-was-single-there-was-guy-who-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194.post-902809335684184927</id><published>2006-11-13T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T14:15:13.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday night my kids have their dress rehearsal for their end of year dance production. They are in How much is that doggy in the window, where my son is dressed a dog and my daughter in a cute party dress. Brave Brave Mouse where they are both dressed as mice and chicken dance, Nikita is a chicken and Matty is a farm boy. Should be interesting night. So i am sorting out their costumes into different bags and making sure they are labeled and everything they own is labeled. My sister is dressing them cause i will be in another dressing room. I have just finished putting shoe polish on Matthews tap shoes and forgot to open a window.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;At the moment i am waiting for the &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;sparky&lt;/span&gt; to arrive. My son has a fan in the ceiling of his room but without a light. So for the last two years (i know slack) he has to work by his desk lamp or bedside table lamp. Poor thing. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can't do alot today until the sparky is finished cause the power will be off.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tip for today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;When knitting scarves, be careful not to knit a farbic that is too dense. Scarves need to be pliable in order to fit comfortably around the neck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9059444225148267194-902809335684184927?l=impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/902809335684184927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9059444225148267194&amp;postID=902809335684184927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/902809335684184927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/902809335684184927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/2006/11/wednesday-night-my-kids-have-their.html' title=''/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9059444225148267194.post-4796183290828285765</id><published>2006-11-12T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T22:31:30.004-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knitting Tips of Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#006600;"&gt;Dropped stitches in Knitting with furry yarns can be virtually impossible to pick up. If it shows you'll have to unpick and start again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;If you need to pick up more then one stitch, hold the others with safetypins while you pickup the first ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;Store your fluffy yarns in the freezer for an hour before you start to knit, and this should stop the ball from shedding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;To find out if a yarn is itchy and whether it will fuzz with wear, thread a couple of strands of the yarn you want to test through a pendant and wear it round your neck for a couple of days. Then you candecide if you want to use it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#006600;"&gt;Always buy one more ball than the pattern specifies, in case you knit lossely or decide to knit something bigger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9059444225148267194-4796183290828285765?l=impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/feeds/4796183290828285765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9059444225148267194&amp;postID=4796183290828285765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/4796183290828285765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9059444225148267194/posts/default/4796183290828285765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://impulsiveknittingmama.blogspot.com/2006/11/knitting-tips-of-today.html' title='Knitting Tips of Today'/><author><name>Racheal akaImpulsiveKnitter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10960037215882175886</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
