Who Wants to be a Model?

Like all young girls, when I was young, I dreamed of one day becoming a model.  I wanted to be famous, and I wanted people to do my make-up and hair.  I wanted to be near a flash at all times.  But as I was growing up, I was always so smart, and so committed.  I didn’t want to be smart and/or committed.  I wanted to be pretty.

These days, I’m glad to be smart and committed, and I’m glad to have a boyfriend who thinks I’m pretty.  But that one dream never went away.  I want to be a model.  I watch shows like “America’s Next Top Model” and think, “It doesn’t look that hard.  The worst thing about it is the other girls attacking you.  I can handle the other girls (I did, afterall, grow up in Hulett…).”

I don’t have blonde hair.  I’m not tall and shapely.  I do, however, have very pretty eyes.  And expressive lips.  Other than that, there’s not much about me that screams “MODEL!”.  Well, I am very thin.  But, I’m not the girl who gets admiring looks when I walk into a room.  No one seeks me out to tell me I’m gorgeous (besides Kyle, and that’s his job).  The only looks I get are when I walk out in a bikini, and most people are probably thinking, “Pale!  Thin!”, or when I was “punk”; black eyeliner, black shadow, super short hair, black clothes, and gauges in my ears tend to draw eyes.

But, dang it!  I still want to be a model.

(I also want hemp sandals…)



I spent most of yesterday watching “Sex and the City”, and then when it was finally time to go to bed, I couldn’t.  I wanted to knit something.  So I got on Ravelry, and looked through hats.  I was drawn to berets.  But the hat I started last night isn’t a beret.  I don’t want to say too much about it, because when I do talk about my knitting, I end up not knitting.  I will tell you a little bit.  I’m using the leftover yarn from the Boyfriend Hat, and this hat involves the butterfly stitch, which I’ve never done before.  It sounds easy though…  I’m still doing the ribbing, which is a repetitive, slightly annoying thing right now, because I’m starting to get used to knitting again, and ribbing is boring.

I printed off five patterns last night, I have three ready to print now, and two downloading, and I’m not done looking yet.  I will give up sometime, but I want to find a cute hat (either a beret or beanie) that’s a little slouchy but uses ONE little ball of Lily Sugar ‘n Cream because I want to make a fun stripe hat.  So far, I haven’t found anything.  I’ve come close, but most hats use 100-120 yds (that’s the smallest), and a ball of Sugar ‘n Cream is only 95 yds.  And being Cassandra, I only bought one ball of each color, so that’s all I have.

I’m working this weekend, and then on Wednesday I leave for Naperville. I don’t have anything planned (as of now) for Monday and Tuesday, so I’ll probably be knitting.  I also need to check United’s rules about what I can bring on the plane.  Hopefully, my knitting needles are allowed.

The Unveiling of My New Tattoo

Wow!  The past couple of days have been really long.  Unending, it seems.

I worked the whole weekend at the ranch, and Monday too.  Beth needed someone to pick her up at the airport, so that was me.  I forgot how long the drive to Rapid is.  The next day, I went to Spearfish, to help Betsy with her new computer, and then stopped into Aasylum.  I couldn’t remember if AJ (my tattoo guy) left on Tuesday or Thursday, but I was hoping the entire time while working on the computer, and eating, that he left on Thursday.
When I popped my head in, he was there!  So I got my tattoo yesterday.  Erica joined me, and also got a tattoo.  I left before hers was done, so I’m anxious to see it.  She was about 45 minutes into hers when I started, and mine only took MAYBE 10 minutes.  Getting my star fixed hurt so much more than my other tattoo.  But I’m happy with both of them, and I’m glad I decided to get them done yesterday, so they’ll be healed before Florida.

Also, I got some yarn yesterday while I was in Spearfish, killing time before my tattoo appointment.  I found the cutest summer colors in Lily Sugar ‘n Cream worsted weight cotton.  I want to maybe make a baby hat for Kim’s new baby, because one of the colorways I picked out (“Sunny Sky”) is a summer-y baby color.  I also got around to photographing my Knit Picks yarn (Wool of the Andes, “Williamsburg”) for my scarf.  I have a lot of knitting to do.  I can’t wait.

(Left to Right Colorways: “Over the Rainbow”, “Key Lime Pie”, and “Sunny Sky”.)

I also started on “The Shelters of Stone”.  I finished “The Plains of Passage” a few days ago while I was at work.  “Eat, Pray, Love” is still sitting, waiting to be read with a bookmark stuck at Part Two.  I’m probably going to be reading it on the plane when I go to Naperville, or Florida.

Oh, and with the money I didn’t spend yesterday, my college fund got a little fatter.

They itch.

Catching Up

My work schedule has finally slowed down enough for me to take some time to write something.

I had a lot of fun hanging out with Braden for a week, and was a little bit sad to go back home.  I was excited, however, to sleep in my own bed.  After sleeping on the couch or chair, my bed felt like a cloud.

My yarn came the other day, and I’m really happy with it.  The colorway I chose is called “Williamsburg” in “Wool of the Andes”.  It’s 100% peruvian wool from knitpicks, and it’s really soft.  I haven’t really had the time to start the scarf, but I figure I have a few more months until I’ll need it to keep my neck warm.  I want to knit on the plane, but I’m not sure if that’s a possibility.

I’m more than halfway through “The Plains of Passage”, again, I haven’t had the time to read it very much.  Last night, while Kyle was out eating, I was laying in bed reading until about 11.  I also need to finish “Eat, Pray, Love” because it’s due back at the library in a few days.  I’m onto the second part; the last time I read it was on the drive back from North Dakota.

The kittens haven’t been featured in the blog for a long time, and today seems like a good time to mention them.  They’ve all grown quite a bit, but still aren’t weaned.  Cairo is the biggest, as I knew he would be.  Their pretty blue eyes aren’t blue anymore, but still pretty.

Yesterday, I went into Spearfish to pick Sam up from his grandma’s house and bring him home.  After we had lunch with her, we stopped at Dairy Queen and got some ice cream.  Mine melted and Sam didn’t like the grey ice cream in his blizzard.  I also stopped in at Aasylum Tattoo, and set up an appointment for my next tattoo.  I talked to the guy (AJ) who did my star, and he’s doing my next one as well.  I’m keeping the tattoo a secret, because I don’t want anyone else to get the idea into their head to get it before I do.  My appointment is August 2 at 3 p.m.  I’m super excited, but also a little nervous.  I am glad that I’m going to get it before I leave for college, because then I think I can wait to get another.  The saying about tattoos being addicting is true.

Last Day

Today is the last day of the week with Braden, and then tomorrow starts the three days with Sam.  I honestly can’t conjure up enough excitement to keep working.  I haven’t had a day off for at least a week.  I’m trying not to complain, because I’m making money, and my college fund is going to be growing by leaps and bounds, but I’m exhausted.

I go home tonight, and I’m going to go straight to sleep.  I know one night isn’t enough to catch up on sleep (and you can’t really ever catch up), but I’m pretty excited to sleep in my own bed.

I’m also excited to see the animals, though I can’t say I missed Salem’s puppy bark.  I want to figure out why Jasper’s face is suddenly weird.

When I went home on Wednesday, I was visiting with the kittens, and Jasper saunters up to get some attention.  I don’t think anything of it, and then I take a double take.  There’s about two inches between her eyes now!  If you’ve read my about page, and followed all the links, you would see her nose is totally normal, and not thick at all.  When I go home tonight, I might be able to drag myself outside to take a picture of it, to compare.  There’s something wrong with her.  She looks like an impostor.  Maybe she is…

Day Four

We did it!

Except for Braden hitting his forehead on my toenail, he got out alive.  He also ate good, and he had an afternoon nap that was about 3 hours long.  He got a bath yesterday as well, because when I left him for 20 seconds to get some diaper rash cream, he grabbed hold of his (very full) diaper, and smeared poop on his legs.

When he fell asleep with his head resting on my belly, I forgot all the frustrations of the day, and was happy.  His sweet, white, downy hair was sticking up, and he smelled like new baby smell, and I would have cuddled him if it wouldn’t have woken him up.

My biological clock is dinging, not very loud, but dinging.

Day Three

Two down, three to go!

I thought this would be easy, because Natalee is gone, and I wouldn’t have to get both of them to nap and to eat and to leave each other alone.  But this is becoming a whole lot harder than I thought it would be.  I mean, the eating is great; he eats whatever I spoon into his mouth.  But the napping thing.  April told me he takes a really long nap either in the afternoon or morning, depending how hard he plays.  A long nap is almost three hours, according to her.

Well, when I put him down for a nap, either morning or afternoon, a long nap isn’t more than 45 minutes.  Naps are essential to not only the baby, but to the person taking care of the baby, be it mother, father, or babysitter (me!).  I need time to rest!  My nights haven’t been giving me the time to rest, because I’m either cramped on a couch, woken up by a storm, or woken up by him in the middle of the night.

Maybe today will be the lucky day where he sleeps like he’s supposed to, eats how he’s supposed to, and doesn’t fall and hit his head more times than I can count.

Maybe today we will both come out unscathed.