The Life and Times of a Triathlete Widow

I made the nice list!

2012-01-05T23:29:00.003-06:00

I must have been a good girl this year because Santa (aka Aaron) got me a spiffy new Canon Rebel T2i for Christmas! While I still need to figure out how to use all the bells and whistles, this is my favorite picture I've taken with it on Auto thus far:

It's a Pugrrito!

I want to work with you, not for you.

2011-12-14T19:05:00.008-06:00

The past few years have thrown my professional career more twists and turns than I seriously ever could have predicted as a doe-eyed college graduate five years ago. (I can't believe it's only been five years...)

In my quest to discover truly what it is that I want to do when I grow up, I've been doing lots of soul searching. I've also been looking for inspiration through reading various books on related topics and listening to my peers in my profession. Only recently has my search crossed over into Pod Casts. (through the app Pocket Casts on Android).

I have a serious love affair with Pod Casts. It's talk radio on demand on topics I want to listen to! Why did it take me so long to finally take a look at these?!

One of the many I've discovered is the Careers Out There pod cast where each episode a professional in a different occupation is interviewed by Marc Luber, an attorney recruiter who realized that though he was placing college grads into jobs making over $200,000 a year, these individuals were miserable! The top reason they were miserable: they felt stuck in something that wasn’t the right fit for them. It has since been Marc's mission to make sure that, you the listener, don't make the same mistake.

Why am I interested in a pod cast about changing careers after having spent all that money on a fancy degree in Accounting? 1) I think it's interesting to hear what professional cello players and animators (etc.) do and how they do it, and 2) they have some great episodes about general professional things like building your network, interviewing tips, and working with different generations.

Also, a big (HUGE!) part of me feels as though I want to start my own business some day, but I'm not sure what business that will be or what industry it will be in. I started listening to this Pod Cast to see if a profession or business I hadn't thought of would stand out or stick with me and inspire me to do something great.

Much of this comes down to my deep down desire to make a difference. I don't want to be a 'corporate drone'. I want to be someone who makes a difference in someones life. I want to make the world, or at least someones world, a better place because of something I created or contributed to, and I don't feel like I'm really doing any of that where I currently am. Granted, I've been at my new position less than three months so I have to give myself some slack, but on the other hand, I've been there for almost three months. Time to start making it better than it already is!

As Ghandi said, “you must be the change you want to see in the world”, and I'm trying to figure out what must change in me, and what 'tools' I will need to get or create to become that change.

Ok, back to the Pod Casts: It is from the episode "Generation Y: What Motivates Gen Y In the Workplace" that interviewee Sharalyn Hartwell, a Generation Y Examiner (See! Doesn't that sound like a much cooler job than Sr. Accountant?!), mentions a buzz term that is being heard not just among Millenninals, but also Baby Boomers (Millennials are apparently just louder about it), "they want to work with you – not for you."

This phrase stuck a chord with me.

Those nine little words illustrate perfectly much of my (and my colleagues) frustration in the Accounting profession. It is understood that in accounting, and many professions, that you must work hard, and pay your dues early in your career to grow into the positions that will be your career later in life. The sad part of that is, I think many of us in accounting have a tough time getting past the paying your dues part.

Large firms where there are distinct levels of advancement complete with career paths and mentors, this does not pertain to you.

I'm talking about the many of us who work at small to mid-sized firms or companies where ultimately your career advancement is based more on someone retiring, leaving, or getting fired before a position will open up for you for advancement.

I'm thinking of jobs where you are given additional duties and responsibilities, but often never the title, recognition, (or pay) that should go along with it.

And mind you, this post is not just about the pay.

It has been said my many experts much more versed in the topic than I that recognition of a job well done can often times go further than a pay increase or title change. If you recognize someone who has sacrificed time away from their home and family to stay late at work and meet a deadline, that is the first step in making them feel like a person instead of a cog in the machine. Recognition like this will give you a much happier, harder working employee than say an extravagant holiday party or cake and ice cream will do.

"I want to work with you, not for you" is exactly the type of work environment I want to work in and one that I want to work towards creating with those I work with in my current position.

I have no idea how I'm going to do that, but with a recently announced change in the structure and function of our department, my 90 day review coming up, and these words echoing in my head, I hope to discover just how do do this.

In my spare time, I'm still going to try and figure out other ways to change the world.

Out Takes

2011-11-30T23:48:00.003-06:00

Out takes are usually all I get whenever I try and take a picture with Aaron. Here are some of the good ones and the one good one that we did get!

Thanks Dee for taking pictures!

It's been forever...

2011-11-30T20:49:00.000-06:00

But I had to share this cuteness:

What a Difference a Year (or almost two) Can Make

2011-02-19T18:00:00.016-06:00

ETA: This was really posted on Wednesday, November 30, 2011, contrary to what the date on Blogger reads. Silly Blogger.

The bulk of this post was written in February of 2011 as a bit of a therapeutic venting of getting out of my head the craziness of the past year. The end of February, the craziness hit again. This is a long rambling post, but I feel I need to put it out there and get it off of my chest.

The first part was drafted in February of 2011 and shortly thereafter, life threw me another curve ball.

I'm not editing what I wrote before.

I've just added to where I left off with a (hopefully) much briefer synopsis of the past almost ten months.

I'll never know where I can go if I keep holding on to the past. Here is the past I'm letting go of:

Drafted in February 2011:

I'm amazed to think back at everything I have made it through in the past twelve months. This post is horribly long, but I feel this journey needs to be documented. If nothing else, but to get it out of my head and off of my chest.

Almost to the date, last year at this time I was nursing a lower back injury that one morning amplified into blinding, searing pain where I felt like I was being torn in half and had to literally crawl to get out of bed. A trip to the specialist and an MRI later and it was found that I had a herniated disc and surgery was being recommended. Not wanting to have my spine tinkered with with knives just yet, I was determined to exhaust all other possible remedies to avoid going under the knife.

Pain killers, though they helped greatly, but were not cure. Physical therapy was suggested, but all I could think of was what a hassle. I wanted to try yoga and see if I could start regularly attending some classes to see if I would get the same benefit of physical therapy out of a structured class.

That was February. March brought a whole new curve to the mix. I was laid off, but not really.

Tuesday, March 9, 2010 (I will never forget that date.) I was told my position was going to be eliminated and that I would be terminated as of March 31, 2010. I was told I would get a 'working severance' where I would be paid three months of severance through from April 1 through June 30, 2010, (thank goodness!) but was expected to come in to the office and do my duties and assist in transitioning my responsibilities, (working through severance defeats the purpose of severance, but I digress...)

I was crushed. To receive the letter and have the nightmare that would be finding a new job in the crappy job market that is out there was going to be a long, hard struggle and at that time I really questioned whether or not I had it in me to keep fighting. All of this also came after a time where I had worked very hard, long hours over a three month time frame where my boss was on maternity leave. I felt used.

Two days later, we had a meeting to go over my current responsibilities and discuss who would need to be taking those over. The next day at the end of the day, the CFO called me into his office.

After going over everything I work on and coordinate, he wanted to know what I would think if they extended my job through March 31, 2011 instead of laying me off at the end of the month. I responded that I'd be open to it, depending on how they put it in writing.

I was furious. I wanted to scream at him and make him feel some of the anger, fear and sorrow I had been going through the last two days since being handed a letter saying my position was being eliminated. I felt as though I had been cut open the day I was laid off, and just when I was coming to terms with it, it was being clawed back open to have salt poured in. But, I held it in. I was still going to have a job, even if it was just kicking this big old can of worms further down the road.

I told him I'd be open to it, depending on how they put it in writing (I didn't want a 'working severance' if I was going to be extended. I'm either working or receiving severance, not both).

They made me wait four weeks until I received (in writing) confirmation that I was not going to be laid off, but extended. That was the longest four weeks of my life.

Once things at work settled down, it was time for me to re-focus on me and passing the CPA exam. I was pushing 270 pounds and needed to do something for my health and professional credentials and I needed to do it now. I had less than a year before I was going to be unemployed again and I needed to get this under control. A former co-worker of mine had had great success going to Core Power Yoga and this was where I was felt I should start as well too. They offered a week of free yoga so you could get a feel for it before having to be a member or pay for classes, so even better!

CPY's yoga classes are in a heated environment, which was nice as it encouraged movement and everyone sweats, not just 'the fat girl' as I often felt in class. I started to attend classes twice a week and really started to notice a difference (in a positive way!) on the pain in my lower back. I had always read that strengthening your core muscles would help with low back pain, and oh man, did it ever help!

After three months of mostly regular attendance, I was feeling stronger. I was only taking ibuprofen for pain maybe once or twice a week compared to my daily intake six months earlier alternated with prescription drugs when it wasn't cutting it.

In between classes and work, I sat for the FAR, REG, and BUS sections of the the CPA exam and missed passing it by as close as 3 to 12 points. Another huge set back. In this tight job economy, I was being looked over for positions because I did not have CPA and it was going to hurt me if I did not have this done by the time I was laid off again. The exam was going to be changing in 2011, and with my current review materials expired and out dated, it didn't make sense to buy new materials and try and take it until I could a) afford it, and b) the new review materials were available.

Around this time, my Tri-Dude had decided to sign up for the 2011 IronMan in Wisconsin again. in years past he has struggled on the run, especially on one section where there are few people, lights, or anything motivational. My sister in law ran that section with him last year (he was struggling) and really helped him keep going to cross that finish line.

In 2011, I want to be that person there for him (if he needs it) and decided I needed to hit the pavement (and the treadmill).

I found the Couch to 5k running program and thought, this actually looks do-able. I started slowly, repeating the first week a couple of times to get my 'jogging legs' under me. Week two was tough, but I was noticing it was getting easier on my legs. This was starting to look definitely do-able!

Week three was my next road block. I repeated this week three times. I could not jog for three minutes straight without stopping. My legs felt strong and capable of doing it, it was my lungs that were the problem. I could not catch my breath. I know I was out out of shape. I know it takes time to get back into it, but this didn't seem right. After a workout I would wheeze for hours. How do those people on The Biggest Loser do this?!

I was getting frustrated. Very frustrated. Nothing was going as planned. Nothing seemed to be going right. Around this time, some friends I made through knitting suggested I try out a Zumba class. The instructor they had found was (and still is!) phenomenal and I'd still be doing a cardio workout, but to fun Latin music. I told them I'd try it, but I didn't think I would be able to 'fit in' to the class. I had lost some weight doing yoga and running, but nothing significant. I was going to be the 'fat girl' in class again.

Finally! To be proven wrong, in a good way!!! Women and men of all shapes and sizes were in this class. It took a few classes to get the moves down to a point where I felt somewhat comfortable with them, but only took that first time to get me hooked. I wanted more!

Still out of shape and not catching my breath, I was still frustrated with my progress. I thought things would be getting at least somewhat easier by now?! After class one night, I had a bit of a scare as I lost my peripheral vision in my right eye. Now I was worried. I scheduled my annual exam and mentioned everything to my doctor and she thought it may be exercise induced asthma. This worried me. This sounded serious, but at least it was an possible explanation and diagnosis.

I couldn't believe the difference at my next class! I could breathe!!!! I felt like I could keep up! Oh how much easier exercising is when you can breathe!!!

/End February 2011 Draft:

A few weeks after writing this, work shit hit the fan again. My boss, who had been such a great mentor to me, let me know she was leaving the company. Not that I blamed her at all, she was getting out! This meant that I was getting all of her responsibilities and none of her pay. Queue more stress in the current crappy work environment.

I was trying to look at this as a positive; I was now getting some great experience to put on my resume and it would open some doors for me. Right? That's what I kept telling myself.

Shortly after my boss left, the company I was working for decided to sell their sole US operation. I was initially told that I would be replacing the retiring controller and staying on with the sold company. Sounds good. I'll work through the transition, still have a job, then once things settle down after the sale, if I don't like it, I'll resume the job search.

March came. My awesome boss was officially gone and another good friend/co-worker found a better job and left. I was working far too many hours and weekends and had not worked out or been to Zumba in far too long, so I went to a 90 minute Zumbathon fund raiser for the Sr. class prom at the Lakeville gym. I showed up late after realizing I had put it on my calendar for the wrong time, but dammit, I needed this. Even with showing up late, I was still going to get at least an hour workout!

I got to the gym and snuck into the back of the class. Hey Baby by Pitbull was playing. Started going, not even a minute into the song, I came down wrong on my foot and rolled my ankle. I crumpled instantly, but being extremely self conscious and not wanting anyone to see me writhing in pain on the floor, I snuck around the curtain that divided the gym. It was swelling almost instantly. This wasn't going to be a 'walk it off' one. I needed ice. I hobbled back to my car.

When I stopped at Walgreen's to get a fast acting cold pack and I couldn't put any weight on it without breaking into tears, I got back into my car. Broke down for a little bit, then went to urgent care at the orthopedic center in the metro area.

An x-ray and a walking boot later and I was back out the door. When I rolled my ankle, one of the tendons pulled a chip of bone off of my foot. That (and the fact that I had rolled it hella hard) was why I couldn't walk on it. Forever the optimist, I was thankful it was my left foot so I could still drive.

A month in a walking boot, another six weeks in a splint/brace I was still in pain, but in a different area. Since I had been favoring the sore side of my foot, I had been putting pressure on the 'ok' side of my foot and had developed some fierce tendinitis. Eight weeks of PT and I was finally able to walk without a brace.

I tried to Zumba a few times in there, but I was modifying things so much for what I couldn't do that it wasn't even fun anymore. I resigned to walking. (SO not fun, but it was about the only damn thing I could do.)

Work reared its ugly head again. The whole, "you'll have a job after the sale" thing, yeah, that lasted a couple of months. Then, true to their form, things changed again. The buyers thought they'd have the resources and didn't want the 'headcount'. Great. I'm headcount. Oh, and I also got notified of this via email. A phone call would have been better.

But, not to worry, crappy job's CEO had a plan. The remaining company would be essentially be shutting down in the next 18 months, so here, sign this employment agreement where we want you to give a 90 day notice and you get no raise, will be working from home and also be pretty much the sole corporate employee handling everything. A few revisions later got this to something I would sign, (obviously taking out the 90 day notice was the first thing. I'm good, but not that good where a company would wait three months before I could start.)

Then, he drags his feet. Doesn't return calls or emails about this letter agreement. Nothing. He was pushing me so hard initially to sign it, and now nothing. Three weeks later, I get an email. Let's wait until we get the old CFO (that they laid off last year) back on board.

The sinking feeling in my gut was back. And for good reason. The next thing I knew, I was being told I was only going to have a job through February. February?! How do you go from 18 months to less than six?! I hit the pavement again. Really wanting to find a job before having to sign this agreement or be strung along with this company any more.

I was in a funk. I was interviewing for multiple positions. Being told I was "perfect for the position", "the number one candidate", "just what they were looking for", only to be told they were going to hold of on filling the position for the time being, going a different direction, wanted more experience, wanted less experience.

I was even told once "Great feedback, want to get you in for a second interview, I'll have HR call you and schedule it" to get brushed off for three weeks being told they had internal candidates come forward. Why did you have me interview for a position before you opened it up to internal candidates?!

I tried to drag myself out of my funk by returning to Zumba. Somewhere along the line my ankle decided it was ok for me to run (for short distances) and I needed some booty shaking, not running. It wasn't the same. I used to go to class with a group of friends, but now some are instructors themselves, some have moved on to other classes, some were carrying babies (result of previous booty shaking). I felt like a downer to anyone who talked to me because all I could think of was this damn job situation I was in. I didn't want to be around anyone.

Somewhere in all this, I interviewed for (yet another) position. Six weeks later, after having moved out of my office and moved all that icky crappy work baggage literally into my home, I get a call for a second interview. They offered me the job the next day. We had just gotten to Madison, WI for Aaron's 4th IronMan triathlon, what a great way to start the weekend!

It was a great weekend for me, a crappy race for him.

Promptly gave notice to old crappy job and started my new job right away.

I started at about the craziest time I could have. My first month end with this company that was also quarter end, their first quarter as a publicly traded company, nothing was consistent as everything was modified for new presentation. They had their standard year end disclosure information to go by, but SEC reporting is much more specific and we were scrambling. It was crazy, but I survived.

Even this craziness couldn't compared to the last two years at my old job. I had found a better job, and I had found a good fit. I did good.

Note to self: Next time you get a new job, take a damn week off and unwind from the last job! It's not fun being burnt out jumping into a whole new environment.

So, now that I had a stable job, it was time to look at getting a newer car. I loved my 1997 Ford Escort. We had been through lots in the last five years. It was the last car I bought as a single woman (two months before our wedding).

Thinking of getting a new car to me was in some way like giving up that last 'wild and free' bit of me. The official end of my days of having the fun little car. I was getting an adult car. A car that when we start a family, will fit a family. I finally broke down and test drove a Fusion.

I fell in love.

I felt like I was cheating on my car. I was being wooed by speakers that didn't crackle, seats with heaters in them, a front and back seat that my husband could ride in without constant complaining about how he doesn't fit in my car. This car had a USB port and a CD player! My faithful Escort still had a cassette player (that has my old Big Booty Ho's mix tape on it...long story, but in my HS days me and a few girlfriends were huge fans of Snoop)

We bit the bullet and bought it. My first new car. I can't tell you how close to a panic attack I was signing all the papers. I wasn't one to need or want a new car, but with used car prices so outrageous, it was more practical to spend a little bit more for something new. And, it doesn't hurt that it has an awesome stereo system. :)

The next day at work, we get called into a meeting. They're eliminating two positions in the external reporting department. I made the cut. "This is the team we're going to have going forward, we don't' foresee any further cuts". Seriously!?!!? I've heard that before.

Panic sets in again.

The what-if's are back in full force. What if this is the old job all over again? What if they cut my position? Am I really safe? Why did they keep me and let go of the other Sr Accountant who has been here 5 years?

Breathe.

This is not my old crappy job. They hired me and kept me for a reason. Keep your head in the game and work through this. It can always be worse, but right now, it's not. Try and enjoy it.

It's hard to feel like I dodged a bullet by 'making the cut' when I feel so badly for my co-worker. They are eliminating her position in March of next year and it's been really difficult for her to come in. I've been there. Hell, I was there for a year and a half! I know it's not easy. I'm struggling internally between compassion for her and yet not letting her (justifiable) bad attitude of the place drag me down.

My responsibilities are going to be changing somewhat dramatically, but I'm looking at this as a good challenge. I'm going to make my new position what I want it to be. I won't be restricted to the 'this is how we've always done it', a mentality that I hate, so I'm going to rock it out. Make it mine. Make this career move just that...a career.

While I'm at it, a few other things I'm going to do:

I'm going to finish the damn CPA exam in 2012!

I'm going to focus on me and my health again.
I've been really bad about back burner-ing any and all physical activity.
I can't let myself go back to where I was two years ago.
I already have that t-shirt. Don't need another.

I'm going to say no.
I stretch myself too thin too often trying to please everyone.
I'm going to say no and not guilt myself to death about it.
Contrary to popular belief, (in my head), I'm not Superwoman, I can't do everything.
Even though I had a rockin' Superwoman swimsuit when I was little, I don't have the suit or the powers now.
I need to come to terms with this.

I'm going to run a 5k.
Yes, run.
The whole thing.
No walking.
Yup.

I'm also going to do my best to create and stick to a financial budget.
Definitely need to now with a car payment again. (I'm such an accountant...)

Knit.
I love knitting.
I don't do it enough.
It's good 'me time' and I need to do more of that.
Also, I really want to wear the sweater I'm working on. It's red. :)

Cherish the friends I have.
I have some damn fine friends, and I need to start letting them know that more.

I'm sure this list will get modified in the future, but this is what comes to mind now. If you're still reading this, thanks for taking the trip through the worst/best times of the last two years of my life with me.

I promise I'll not bottle up this much stuff ever again. I'll even add that to the list...next time. :)

I Think I Can Let You in on the Secret Now...

2011-02-19T17:23:00.009-06:00

I can't believe how fast time flies!

I'm working on a re-cap of the journey I've been on since last year that I'll post once I've finished it; but I want to bring closure to the cliffhanger from last post.

I finished my scarf and my super secret project and medaled in the following categories:

Hat Half-Pipe, Cable Cross-Country, and the Scarf Super-G as evidenced by my 'Medals' below!

Picture of my finished scarf:

And my surprise:

Mia's Birthday Cablerimity (hatlet)

I am an Olympic Rav-thlete!

2010-02-22T23:26:00.004-06:00

When I mention that I am competing in the the Ravelympics to friends/relatives/my husband I seem to get a bit of a chuckle. The object behind the Ravelympics is to cast on a project at the start of the Olympics, and finish it by the end of the Olympics.

Aaron is the benefactor of my Olympic pursuit with his camouflage-y scarf.

Nothing says manly like a hand knit scarf!

I'm kind of a slow knitter, so completing this scarf and one other smaller item (secret for now) will likely be the only items I complete for my first Ravelympics. It's supposed to be a challenge, and trust me, as slow as I am, this is! Full spread of the hand-knit yarn-y goodness once the Olympics are done!

Can you handle the suspense?!!

Christmas Came Early

2009-12-01T00:13:00.004-06:00

Thank you Sarah!!! Another successful swap for the books! Now to find patterns...

See You Tomorrow!

2009-09-12T20:00:00.005-05:00

This is the calm before the storm. Tomorrow night 2,100+ athletes will cross through the arch below to become an IronMan again or for the first time.
This guy is already Iron; he will be just polishing up his title tomorrow.
Thank you to Mollie for taking a picture of us together. Normally it's all just cheezy self portraits of myself and pictures of Aaron.

He's ready to go! Where's the start line?!

Well, maybe one cheezy self portrait. :)

The Over-Trained and the "Under-Trained"

2009-09-12T15:28:00.005-05:00

Aaron met a man yesterday who has been swimming 3-4 miles and biking around 150 miles to train for the Ironman, even though the IM swim distance is only 2.4 miles and the bike only 112 (Ha! You can tell I'm an Ironman's wife when I say the swim is only 2.4 miles...). We met up with him and his wife after checking Aaron's gear in.

Get your game face on! The race a little more than 14 hours from starting!!!

Wisconsin Sheep & Wool Festival

2009-09-12T15:03:00.008-05:00

This weekend happened to not olny be the Ironman in Wisconsin, but also the Wisconsin Sheep & Wool Festival in Jefferson, WI (only 30 minutes away from Madison)!

I've never been to a festival of this sorts before, and man was it fun! I got to meet owners of the following shops:

Happy Hands Yarn
Rach-Al-Paca Farm (<- she's practically my neighbor!)
Cloudlover
Briar Rose Fibers

And these were just the ones I purchased something from! There were so many other great booths and it was tons of fun to chat with everyone. Please enjoy some of my pictures of the booths and sheep herding from the event!

And after all that excitement, I got to shop at my first ever Piggly Wiggly!

(Cheezy self portrait warning!)

We're Here!

2009-09-12T08:18:00.003-05:00

Ironman Wisconsin is tomorrow and we have arrived. Check out Ironman Wisconsin to watch live race day coverage of Aaron! #562

I Made Power!

2009-08-30T22:58:00.002-05:00

The Great Minnesota Get Together is a Hagen family tradition. Aaron can remember only four years (the years he was in the service) that he did not make it to the State Fair. So today, in true Hagen form, we set off with cash in pocket to go feast on fair food and get a feast for our eyes people watching.

This year marked the third year that the WCCO both has had the "We Power" booth at the fair where fair goers can burn off some of the fair food and help make power for the "We Powered" broadcasts live from the Fair. Aaron has gotten a shirt or bag (the promotional prize for making 500 or more watts) the last two years, and this year I joined him for the first time to get a t-shirt of my own.

After Aaron schooled not only myself, but everyone else biking by finishing his 500 watts in less than five minutes, I was completely ready to throw in the towel. But I kept telling myself how close I was and stuck with it to get a really fun t-shirt of my own!
I feel pretty darn cool if I do say so myself!

Done!

2009-06-07T21:38:00.003-05:00

I've just finished my scarf! Only thing left to do is block and weave in my loose ends!

Scarf Update and Fun Stuff From The Boss!

2009-06-04T01:10:00.005-05:00

I've been plugging away on the scarf, it's really turning out beautiful. I'm getting really anxious to have my very first finished object!

My wonderful boss, the one whom will be the recipient of the baby blanket below, used to knit when she studied abroad in South Africa. She kept telling me she had some things she should bring in to pass on as she didn't foresee herself picking up the hobby again any time soon, and if she did, she'd want to go check out the yarn stores herself.

Well, that made me the recipient of a bag full of goodies!!!

I must get to bed, but had to post this! What an awesome, fun treat for a Tuesday!!!

I Hopped, I Shopped, I Actually Won A Door Prize!

2009-06-03T23:36:00.004-05:00

Last weekend was the 2009 Yarn Shop Hop for Summer Knitting on the Go! With the Husband visiting his Grandma who was in the hospital in Oklahoma, (what a good guy), and me to tend to the dogs and represent at a grad party and wedding shower, driving 100+ miles around the metro area to check out fun yarn shops sounded like a great way to pass the time! Each shop was asking for donations to local food shelves, so after a quick pass of the pantry, I was ready.

Armed with my maps of each location, book on CD, and my tidy seven bags of goodies for each store's foodshelf, I was off. I had full intentions of photo documenting my trip, but I got too excited each time I found the places that I forgot. Here's my take on them in the order I visited:

Zandy's - Nice store, though sadly the store next to it had some undesirable clientele wasting time near their entrance. Definitely more of a needle work type of store than a knitting and crocheting store, but still a nice variety of yarns. They gave out a fun pattern for a Beach Bag to knit with yarn made out of corn! Very cool!

Coldwater Collaborative - I love the town of Excelsior. It really seems like a Main Street, USA type of town. The lake, surrounded by a beautiful park is bordered with a very unique downtown area and nestled into a storefront near it all was Coldwater Collaborative. Every nook and cranny was packed with samples, patterns, yarns, needles, do-dads and happy customers. It was the kind of store you really get excited about what you can make with two needles and a ball of yarn. The pattern at this store was for a Winged Triangle Scarf, which is really cool. A bit of a cross between a shawl and a scarf. Very cool! It's really too bad I'm not closer to this town. Oh well, that just means Road Trip!

Amazing Threads - Great store, crappy location. After passing through Maple Grove, past the gravel pits, down a street to a dead end cul de sac to where I could enter on the back side of the office building where this store was, I was in yarn heaven. I loved that this store had so much natural light, and so much yarn! Two levels of yarn even! They even had treats for the Hoppers, nice touch! Another fun Summer On-the-Go Bag pattern and some yarn for the stash, and I was off again. If I can remember how to get to this place again without a map and compass, I will definitely return.

3 Kittens Needle Arts - Nice store in a really nice location, (wine bar across the street, this could make road tripping much more fun!). Depending on who is working, I love this store, or I feel really uncomfortable in this store, (uncomfortable only because some who work there make me feel that since I don't know all the lingo I must be watched. Really, some times all I want to do is look and not be told what the correct name and use of everything is.) On my Hop, it was a great day. The lady working got me all excited about venturing off and trying different patterns and yarns and she seemed very surprised that I was so new to knitting and Hopping already. Once I told her I was my own woman for the weekend, she understood that this was a great way to spend a beautiful spring/summer day! The pattern here is a fun Skinny Summer Scarf which I found unique because it has you cast on 251 stitches and knit until you get the desired width. I guess that's what makes it skinny, but I found that quite interesting.

Needlework Unlimited - Huge store just north of ritzy Edina. Nice mix of notions, knitting, and needlework, definitely a store to check out again. The store was quite full and I was getting anxious to get to the remaining stores before they closed, so after a quick pass through and fun Mini Shopping Bag pattern, (the bag folds into a pocket you knit on the bottom! How clever!) I was off again.

Sheepy Yarn Shoppe - With this being my first official venture into White Bear Lake, I found this store to be a nice treat. Lots of fun yarns to check out, and they had many kits ready to go which I thought was a really nice touch. The ladies working were delightful to talk to, and after adding a fun Summer Purse pattern, complete with flowers that are knitted, not crocheted, I was on the home stretch.

The Yarnery - Grand Avenue in Saint Paul is another one of those places I just love to go to. The Yarnery is in a house that when you walk into, you wish it was your home because every shelf and corner is packed with fun yarns and projects. Local designer, Marie Mayhew, was even there checking things out. She has so many cute patterns! I can't wait until I get enough courage to try to make the Wooly Bunnies! I really felt a bit star struck when I got to meet her. This is also another one of those stores where you just get excited about what you're capable of making, and everyone who works here is so down to earth and just plain cool, that you can't help but love this store. With this being my final stop on the Hop, I added a Summer Tote pattern to my collection and received the coveted keychain to put all my yarn shop charms on. (picture to come when all charms are in, some stores ran out, but since I put in the miles, I'll still get my cute little charms!)

My happy weekend was followed up by a message Tuesday night from 3 Kittens, I had won one of their door prizes! After a happy end to my work day, I ventured over there tonight and picked up my prize, a port-a-pocket, complete with a ball of Regia Silk Color sock yarn, some Fibre Rinse, emry boards, packets of Gloves in a Bottle, a mirror, a do dad to go in a Croc that says "Made by Me", and a cute little sheep wind chime.

I'm hoping that since I won a door prize, I didn't jinx my chances to win one of the big prizes for hitting all seven shops, time will tell. I believe the results of those prizes are listed on June 7. I'll just have to stay tuned!

I'm a knitting fool!!!

2009-05-29T20:37:00.006-05:00

Over Memorial Day weekend lots of knitting was done just as planned. It was a bit more enthusiastic because I had received my swap package from the swap I signed up for on Ravelry.

I totally felt like a kid at Christmas time opening my package!

I had no idea what was treasures lied beneath the layers of tissue paper and had to hold myself back from just tearing into everything. This was a true gift.

It even came complete with suggestions of what to make with all that fun yarn received!

And any gift that includes a hand made item, chocolate, a toy for Chubbers (in leopard print too!), and flair for my fridge is just about perfect.

What a perfect first swap! Thanks again Sarah!

Erik's Spring Cup - My Dog is a Pimp!

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Ani giving Chubbers some love.
The ladies cannot resist his charm!

In our neighborhood we are recognized as the people with the pug, and race days are no different. Even perfect strangers can't resist his charm!

My Tri Dude and the HOP team represented the Citizens Class nicely at the Erik's Spring Cup this past Sunday in Inver Grove Heights, with him placing fourth out of his age group! Not bad for the first mountain bike race of the year!

I think the tongue hanging out helps break the wind.

Dirks did a very nice job in the Sport Class coming in first in his age group and third overall.

It was the first really nice day we've had in a while, so when we got home bike rides, yard work, and planting the garden filled the rest of our afternoon. By the evening, we had a rosy, sun-kissed glow as we watched the sun go down while drinking a few adult beverages after having some burgers on the grill.

I love summer.

It's starting to look like a blanket!!!

2009-05-13T23:16:00.000-05:00

Those knitting classes are starting to pay off...And the trip to Fargo last weekend for my Tri Dude's best marathon yet!

This is Too Cute!

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I found this by a posting on the Woot! blog today.

This totally makes me wish I could a) read Russian, and b) switch professions and just build physical, robotic replicas of lovable cartoons all day. The creation of Wall-E is documented heavily via 18 pages of photos here.

Take a few minutes and just smile and enjoy watching this come together.

I think I'm going to make it.

2009-04-28T23:10:00.002-05:00

Last Thursday I had surgery on my right sinus. After seeing this video on YouTube, I now fully understand why I've felt like I've been hit by a truck. Today was my first full day at work; yesterday was good until I started sneezing around noon and things started to really hurt. A little bonding time with my ice pack and the pug in the afernoon made things all better.

I really can't say enough good things about my Tri Dude this last week. He really has done a great job taking care of me. It probably helps that he can go for bike rides and run while I nap, but that needs to be done too. He even did a laundry marathon all day Sunday when it rained. I'm pretty lucky to have such an awesome husband.

The other man in my life, Chubbers, and I have definitely bonded over this whole experience too. He's even learned how to jump from the couch to the recliner super-pug style when it just seems too difficult to jump straight onto my lap from the floor.

Sadly, this last week has not produced as much knitting time as I had hoped it would. My third class is this Thursday, and I'm really enjoying everything I've learned thus far and hope I can drop my perfectionist ways enough to attempt to start a project without fear of screwing it up. I've found a few really cute patterns I'd like to try on the little ones in my life. This way I'll be all practiced up for my ultimate goal; the wool ear flap hat.

What a wild and crazy life I have.

Bachelorette Week

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I went to my first opera on Wednesday night, The Barber of Seville. Anyone who grew up on Looney Tunes would recognize the overture to this as the Rabbit of Seville. I'm slightly surprised, but I really enjoyed going to the opera.

The tight ass in me really appreciated it also as they were offering subscriptions to the MN Opera for 50% of their already discounted price. So for next season, I have tickets to The Pearl Fisher, La boheme (the inspiration for RENT), and Salome, where along with prepaid parking all three tickets my total cost was about $180. So for essentially the same price as the one ticket I already wanted for La boheme, I got three tickets, and these are much better seats than the $20 ticket I purchased to see The Barber!

This weekend, I scrap, get my rear in gear, and celebrate my favorite nephew's second birthday. I can say he's my favorite because he's my only one.

My Tri Dude is running a half marathon tomorrow; had he told me the correct weekend, I'd be there taking pictures, but alas, I scrap.