Friday, July 18, 2008


We had a great day. My friend and I took our sons to a new playground which we all liked. I had packed all the stuff into the car and strapped the boys in, ready to go. I went to look in my armrest to get my GPS so we could go home using the shortest route. It was gone. Along with my cell phone charger and Ipod adapter. I called the hubby to see if for some strange reason he had gone in my car and taken the items. He said no. I thought about where it could be and then I accepted that I had been robbed. Luckily, they didn't break any windows or anything. Maybe I forgot to lock the doors or maybe Z1 was messing with my keys and opened the car. Somebody either noticed that the car was opened and no one came out or he/she may have just been trying doors to see if any had been left open.

You know I hate to drive. The GPS gave me a whole lot more confidence. I was so angry and hurt. I've been trying hard not to curse. I'm trying to cure myself of growing up in the South Bronx. ;) But I cursed. I used every expletive known to man. I was so heated. And would you believe? This idiot who stole the dang GPS didn't take the cradle for it. You need the cradle to charge the dang thing!!!!!!!!! So now, unless the thief is going to go purchase a new cradle, he/she can't even use it!! What a waste! I've contemplated leaving the cradle on the hood of my car nightly to see if the person comes back to get it. At least then it will be useful to someone.

This is the second time I've been robbed while living in this town. The first was when I was pregnant with Z1 and it was just a blessing that with me having to pee every 15 seconds I didn't run into the thieves who broke in and stole our wallets, cell phones and keys.

Every time I tell folks that I was recently robbed, they blame it on the economy. I think that's a load of excrement. Good, hard-working, honest people don't automatically start robbing other good, hard-working, honest people when times are hard. Is it naive to believe that? Am I naive in that I hold out hope for the goodness and god-likeness of people to prevail over their base selves?

I sure miss my GPS.

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Branching Out Scarf and a New Project

So I completed the Branching Out Scarf and it presented a bit of a challenge without driving me nuts. It was my first lace knitting pattern (I've crocheted lots of lace).

2 skeins Classic Elite Wool BamBoo
Size 8 circular needles
Started June 27, 2008
Finished July 14, 2008
If you're on Ravelry, see more details here.

I learned the value of lifelines when you're knitting fairly complex patterns that would be difficult to frog back. The yarn is luscious and it came out really nicely although I can spot some errors.

I'm ready to move on to my next knitting challenge which are socks. I'm going to be working on Monkey, another Knitty pattern. The yarn is Regia Silk in Venezia (181). I bought 4 skeins thinking I was going to do Clessidra but I think since Clessidra is a cabled pattern, the variegated Regia Silk will just look too busy. But I still really want knee highs so I'm just going to do more repeats of the Monkey pattern to get a knee high sock. I have no idea when I'll cast on. I'm still working on the Placket sweater and I'm almost up to the sleeves. It's certainly no rush.

Sunday, July 13, 2008

So they've cut athletics . . .

The town I live in is predominantly Black--mostly African-American and immigrants from the Caribbean. The school budget (which would have caused school taxes to go up) failed to pass last month so the school board passed an austerity budget which effectively eliminates all interscholastic sports (as well as over 100 teaching positions). No football, no basketball, no cross country, no soccer, no track and field, no cheerleading, no volleyball, no tennis, no swimming, no wrestling, no baseball, no softball, no golf. Nothing.

The big news last week was that someone got shot on the avenue which is the main shopping area aside from a Target complex.

I just wonder what the hell these folks think will happen when the kids return to school in September only to find that sports are no more. Idle hands, idle hands, idle hands.

I feel awful that my nephew, who's not a fan of school at all, finally sounded excited about the prospect of going to school even if the only reason was to play basketball. Playing would have given him a reason to take more of an interest since his being on the team would depend on his academic achievement.

I am set on homeschooling the boys (which my town is decidedly not very supportive of) but at the same time, I'd love the option of sending them to public school if I needed to. Every day, this town makes it harder and harder to see the public schools here as a viable option.

And to add to the mix, I realize living in this town is just a trip. On the one hand, many of the residents (on one side of town) are at or below poverty level yet a simple summer pleasure such as going to the pool will run you $5.75 each time (in addition to the $45 park pass for which you must pay cash) while on the other hand, free activities that would enrich the lives of our children are being thrown in the trash one by one. I dare you to find *one* accessible, safe, clean, new playground in this town. It's a shame. It makes you wonder. It makes you frustrated and angry. And then it makes you wonder what you can realistically do. It often makes you feel helpless.

It will take $950,000 to reinstate sports in this town. I wonder how this money will be raised when folks can't even really afford to drive anymore.

If you didn't think the economy was in a slump before . . .
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