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Interview question

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Michael and I were talking the other night and he shared with me his new favorite interview question. “You are being mummified but only have one canonic jar. What organ would you take to the afterlife?”

“My spleen.” I said.

 “that’s what I said too.”

 Both of us, in tandem “-because it would be fun to say.”

 “And,” Michael pointed out, “How great would it be in the afterlife to be wandering around with your spleen in a jar?”

 I have to admit I agree with him. That would be cool.

So I will turn the interview question on you… What organ would you bring to the afterlife?

Acrylic Hotpads… not a good idea. Let this be a warning.

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This was my fault, really.  Michael and I inherited some really ugly hotpads from a friend a couple of moves ago.  They were the ones that make me wince – acrylic, with plastic in-between to hold it stiff.  Done is some ugly colors.

Now I’ve known from an early age that hotpads should never be acrylic, for the same reason acrylic isn’t good for anything that might be exposed to heat.  It melts, and actually can catch fire, and when that plastic gets on skin, it sticks, and melts into you.  I once actually got rather badly burned on my leg because I got a piece of burning plastic stuck to me.  It took a long time to heal.

This once was a hotpad.

So I’ve always kept these “hotpads” away from the ones that you use to get things out of the oven, and in fact, had always stashed them away where someone wouldn’t get themselves into trouble using them.  I really couldn’t bear to throw them away… after all, they represented somebody’s hard work, but I really didn’t want to use them either.  However, in the last move Michael was the one unpacking, and he, unbeknownst to me, put them with the other hot pads.

You can see where this was going.
Melted. Use wool, people!
Last night, he used one to put beneath a hot tray.  It melted to the tray and stuck, and Michael didn’t notice.  He put the tray, with the hotpad still stuck to it, back into the oven.

This is what happened.

So, let this be a warning.  Acrylic.  It’s plastic.  It catches fire, and has a relatively low melting point.  This is why you don’t want to use acrylic for hot-pads.  Or why you don’t want to use it for anyone or anything that might get exposed to extreme heat.  Or for people who might accidentally catch fire.

Use wool.  It is fire-retardant (why wool blankets are thrown over burning people), burns at a higher temperature, and if it does catch fire, stops burning as soon as the source of heat is removed.  Or use plant fibers, which will burn once the heat is removed, but at least char, and don’t actually melt into you.

Finally, it’s a really bad idea to throw an acrylic blanket over a person who is on fire.  Just sayin’.

Michael Sorting Patterns

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Michael was helping me organize some old pattern books as we worked to finish unpacking into our new place before his parents arrived the next day.  Partway through, he started flipping through some of the books and commenting on him.  This, to the best of my ability, marks his observations on some rather… interesting photos from an old knitting pattern book.  (Side note: please read all comments with as much innuendo as you can muster.  Also, Michael is a bit of an elitist when it comes to schools.  Davidson (our alma mater) is the “Ivy League” of the South, and since the South is better than the North, Davidson is better.  And, lest you argue that Duke is on the caliber of Davidson, Michael will let you know that Duke has neither an honor code or a free laundry service.)
Men’s Book: Skiing, Ducking and Golfing, Just what three guys like to do on a Saturday afternoon.  (Jen’s note: I love how one guy is planning on going skiing, another golfing, and another is just holding a wooden duck.  Put a bird on it! Takes new meaning.)

There, Steve, that’s where we’re going to go.
Hey, wanna see my Sword.  Look at that line of eyesight.  You know what’s going on there.  They’re probably from Harvard too.  Harvard dudes would be like that.
Do I look spiffy in this Cardigan.  He also looks like Pierce Brosnan.
Huh.  He’s totaly from Yale.  Look at those eyes.  He’s like I’m holding a penicl and this is a globe. What are you doing tonight.  And I’m wearing a sweater vest-cardigan thing.  Look at him, he thinks he looks so spiffy.
OOOH.  Zippers, seriously?  That’s funny.  He’s also a Yaleie.  He’s like, I’m going to take your picture, pose for me.  I’m looking good in this sweater/cardigan.
*Laughs*  Nice… rackets you have there.  That’s what she’s saying.  He says, I know, let’s go play with my shuttlecock.  I don’t know where they’re from.,  They’re wearing white, which says southern to me, no self-respecting southerner would pose suggestively like that.  I got it.  They’re from Princeton.
Oh, it’s old man bowling!  I don’t know if he’s actually posing, he looks a little natural.  Strikes every time, with that sweater in his bowling league.
He is totally from Yale.  Just look at thsi face, he’s like, that’s right, birdies, they’re all mine.  Look at the smug cock of his left shoulder. Because he’s wearing that knit/sweater/polo thing.  He thinks he’s all that.
With English accent.  I am sir goodfrey.,  This is my knitted chain-male.  Look as I pose with my helmet with my coquests from the far east.  I think he’d look better with a mustache.
I’m not sure what to think about him.  He’s creepy.  Definitely from Cornell.  He’s just sitting there.  So, I throw the pidgen, will you shoot skeet with me?  Seriosly, who would ever wear something like that if you’re going to shoot skeet?  Obviously if you’re a yuppie going to Cornell you would.
Ooh, here’s one.  Definitely harvard.  He’s like, India. I’ve been to India once.  I saw it on my yaght, well, from my yaght.  I’m going to mark it on my globe as a place I’ve been to.
Harvard’s from Boston, right?  He’s from Harvard, ’cause he’s got ice skates.  He’s like, “want to help me sharpen my skates?”  Plus the cabling on this sweater really makes me go fast.  That and the creases in my pants.
Son, let me show you how to handle a firearm.  Gee, golly willikers, it dad, it looks like you hit him from here.  Up, no more trespassers.
Yey!  We’re so great we’re going to hold a trophy.  Okay, I’m done with this one.

Michael, who loves me.

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Michael: Is there a reason there is a bag in the scanner?

Me: Yes.

Michael: And that would be?

Me: I needed to scan it.

Michael: Ah, well that would be a good place for it.

Note to Michael: Just don’t ask questions.  It’s easier that way.

This was what I was scanning:

It’s part of a secret project, but I can tell you that it’s because I really love Loopy Yarns, and would make it my home if I was in Chicago.  Seriously.  They take cute sheep to a whole new level.

Apparently I don’t do lists right

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When I went with my grandmother on a cruise about a month ago, I created a list of things to do for Michael (now my fiancee!).  It went a little like this (edited for brevity):

  • Use up the bananas in the fridge
  • Create delicious spice mixes for me to use
  • Miss Jen
  • Get together with Rob and Ellie (of Ellie Makes Cakes note: Ellie doesn’t update much, but her cakes are really pretty)
  • Miss Jen
  • Clean Room
  • Do Laundry
  • Finish all the things in your online course
  • Miss Jen. Take a picture of your sad face
  • Find the notes hidden around the house

Michael immidately looked at it and asked if it was an ordered list… ie, did you have to do one thing before you went on to the other.  He then made note that some of the things were contingent upon other, while others were not.  Could he race through the list and get everything done right away?  And on and on.  Clearly I needed to take a programing class so I knew how to make lists correctly. *rolls eyes*  Apparently an “amalgamation of thoughts” is not a list.

So, this is a non-ordered list, with things not contingent upon previous things getting done. Instead, it is a list of thoughts for today.

  • I really dislike weaving in ends.  Unlike most activities, some of which I dislike (like dish-washing), which I won’t mind as long as I’m entertained, weaving in ends is really tedious.
  • However, this design is going to rock when it is done, even if there are a boatload of ends to weave in.  Why? Because it has beads.  I think the beads are really great.
  • The apple tree is dying.
    • Now, I know, I’ve never claimed to have a really green thumb, but I thought the apple tree was going to pull through.  It survived the cat nibbling on it, only to not get watered after I came home from the cruise.  I noticed it was getting a little interesting today, and the leaves are getting rather crispy.  I’m hoping it’s just transitioning to fall and not just dried up dead.  We’ll see.
  • The avocado trees are doing well, and one more seed is getting ready to be planted.  Dunno where I’m going to put it.  Calabash trees are happy too, and the pineapple plant is doing all right also.
  • Pictures from Rob and Ellie’s Engagement photos came out really well.  I really want a new camera.
  • I should write up a christmas wishlist.
  • I really should be working on e-mails.  Ah well.

So what are ya’ll up to today?  Got any thoughts to put out there?

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