10 reasons why roller derby is like crack.

Not that I’ve ever done crack, but some girls were discussing season 4 the other night. Are we coming back? Is it too soon to start thinking about that? And my brain started reeling. Roller derby is like a hardcore drug. Here are the 10 reasons that I think this is true.

1. It drains your money. Hardcore. Roller derby is an expensive freaking sport, with no monetary return.
2. It’s bad for your body. Broken bones, missing teeth, torn muscles.. injuries that we will still be feeling when we’re 80.
3. You are way more likely to get arrested hanging out with derby girls. We are an aggressive bunch when we’re together, and very much “momma bears”. Guy at the bar annoying a derby sister? He is likely to get punched, and the girl who threw the punch is likely to go to jail. But her fellow skaters are just as likely to bail her out.
4. It’s addictive, the first time you try it. Skate roller derby just one time, and there is likely no going back.
5. You’ll go through withdraw when you try to quit. One minute you’re a derby girl with stuff to do every single night, all this sweaty awesome friends, then you quit and boom! Nothing to do three nights a week, no head rush when you first skate out in front of a crowd… it all makes quitting derby cold turkey almost impossible. That’s why most retired derby girls don’t quit altogether. They ease out of it by doing volunteer work, reffing, or coaching for their teams.
6. Your fashion sense get’s a little bit… strange. While you once looked clean cut and put together, you’re likely to find yourself wearing torn tights, socks that don’t match, wrist warmers, bandannas, and tank tops with strange logos and symbols on them.
7. Rapid weight loss. Crunches, mile long skating sprints, push ups, hours and hours of exercise… the pounds shed during the first few weeks.
8. You’re more likely to try it due to peer pressure. One day, your friend mentions she’s trying out for roller derby. A couple of weeks later, you’re hanging out with her and her new derby friends at the bar. Next thing you know, 10 girls are all asking you, “when are you going to try out? Why haven’t you signed up? Try it! Just this once! One little lap around the rink won’t kill you! What are you chicken?”
9. The come down is a bitch. You’re bouting, and you are on top of the world! The crowd is cheering, you’re knocking girls down over, and over and over again! The bout ends, your team has won, and you’re signing autographs for little girls with “future derby girl” ironed onto their tee shirts. Nothing is better than this. Than the after party where you get free drinks, and your uniform gives you line jumping access to the front of the beer line. Everyone wants their picture taken with you, and you’re dizzy and giddy from all the excitement. Then you go to bed… and wake up.
Your muscles are screaming in pain. Bruises are starting to appear all over your body. Your head hurts, and you wonder if the blurry vision is due to a hangover or a knock on the head. Your feet are literally bloody, and you wonder why you ever, ever thought this was a good idea.
10. You are likely to whore yourself out for your derby fix. The only way your team is going to survive, and you are going to get more derby, is if you get those butts in the seats at the bouts. So calenders, posters, standing on street corners and handing out fliers… it’s all gotta happen, and you have to do it.

There it is. Almost every day I wonder why the hell I do this… swiftly followed by wondering how I could ever live without it. Sitting on the sidelines for the Warning Belles (our JV leagues) first bout was mind blowing. I’ve never actually watched a home bout before. But it did teach me something. I am addicted to playing derby. No matter how much it hurts, how broke I become, I will be strapping on my skates far longer than what is good for me. Because while it’s great to be a fan and cheer your team to victory, it’s much, much more fun to be out there making it happen.

10 reasons why roller derby is like crack.

Not that I’ve ever done crack, but some girls were discussing season 4 the other night. Are we coming back? Is it too soon to start thinking about that? And my brain started reeling. Roller derby is like a hardcore drug. Here are the 10 reasons that I think this is true.

1. It drains your money. Hardcore. Roller derby is an expensive freaking sport, with no monetary return.
2. It’s bad for your body. Broken bones, missing teeth, torn muscles.. injuries that we will still be feeling when we’re 80.
3. You are way more likely to get arrested hanging out with derby girls. We are an aggressive bunch when we’re together, and very much “momma bears”. Guy at the bar annoying a derby sister? He is likely to get punched, and the girl who threw the punch is likely to go to jail. But her fellow skaters are just as likely to bail her out.
4. It’s addictive, the first time you try it. Skate roller derby just one time, and there is likely no going back.
5. You’ll go through withdraw when you try to quit. One minute you’re a derby girl with stuff to do every single night, all this sweaty awesome friends, then you quit and boom! Nothing to do three nights a week, no head rush when you first skate out in front of a crowd… it all makes quitting derby cold turkey almost impossible. That’s why most retired derby girls don’t quit altogether. They ease out of it by doing volunteer work, reffing, or coaching for their teams.
6. Your fashion sense get’s a little bit… strange. While you once looked clean cut and put together, you’re likely to find yourself wearing torn tights, socks that don’t match, wrist warmers, bandannas, and tank tops with strange logos and symbols on them.
7. Rapid weight loss. Crunches, mile long skating sprints, push ups, hours and hours of exercise… the pounds shed during the first few weeks.
8. You’re more likely to try it due to peer pressure. One day, your friend mentions she’s trying out for roller derby. A couple of weeks later, you’re hanging out with her and her new derby friends at the bar. Next thing you know, 10 girls are all asking you, “when are you going to try out? Why haven’t you signed up? Try it! Just this once! One little lap around the rink won’t kill you! What are you chicken?”
9. The come down is a bitch. You’re bouting, and you are on top of the world! The crowd is cheering, you’re knocking girls down over, and over and over again! The bout ends, your team has won, and you’re signing autographs for little girls with “future derby girl” ironed onto their tee shirts. Nothing is better than this. Than the after party where you get free drinks, and your uniform gives you line jumping access to the front of the beer line. Everyone wants their picture taken with you, and you’re dizzy and giddy from all the excitement. Then you go to bed… and wake up.
Your muscles are screaming in pain. Bruises are starting to appear all over your body. Your head hurts, and you wonder if the blurry vision is due to a hangover or a knock on the head. Your feet are literally bloody, and you wonder why you ever, ever thought this was a good idea.
10. You are likely to whore yourself out for your derby fix. The only way your team is going to survive, and you are going to get more derby, is if you get those butts in the seats at the bouts. So calenders, posters, standing on street corners and handing out fliers… it’s all gotta happen, and you have to do it.

There it is. Almost every day I wonder why the hell I do this… swiftly followed by wondering how I could ever live without it. Sitting on the sidelines for the Warning Belles (our JV leagues) first bout was mind blowing. I’ve never actually watched a home bout before. But it did teach me something. I am addicted to playing derby. No matter how much it hurts, how broke I become, I will be strapping on my skates far longer than what is good for me. Because while it’s great to be a fan and cheer your team to victory, it’s much, much more fun to be out there making it happen.

Weird Octopus Cyclops Kitty Thing from Coraline


I know I haven’t posted the great big blog about Coraline yet. I just haven’t had time this week to type everything up. My quick summary? I loved it. Visually it was stunning. My one teeny, tiny complaint, (don’t read this if you haven’t seen the movie or read the book yet) I didn’t like that she didn’t save herself by her wits at the end. The boy had to intervene. I liked Coraline as the spunky, take charge, save her own arse character.
Anyway, like I said, visually… the movie was stunning. I was, of course, entranced by all the knitwear. Keeping in mind how small everything was, and how intricate, it was just amazing! A couple times in the movie, a cute little blue stuffed toy, that looked like a cross between a kitty and an octopus (or squid, whatever) showed up in Coraline’s bedroom. Of course, being me, I immediately got home and started trying to figure out how to make one! I went with crochet, since that’s easier to “freehand”.

Here’s the pattern if you would like to make one yourself!

Materials:
One size G crochet hook
2 skeins Pattons Classic Wool Merino in Worn Denim
Fluff for stuffing
One extra, extra large button. I couldn’t find one big enough, so I ended up having Dill make one out of Sculpy. The picture you see of it now is unbaked. Because I am impatient.

Body:
Stuff with fluff as you go, making sure not to stuff too tightly, as it will shrink a bit when you felt.
Using magic circle Sc 8
First Row: 2 sc in each sc: 16 sts
Next Row: Sc in the next st, 2 sc in next st. Repeat around: 24 sts
Next Row: Sc in next 2 sts, 2 sc in next st. Repeat around
Next Row: Sc in next 3 sts, 2 sc in next st. Repeat around.
Next 3 Rows: sc around
Next Row: Sc in next 4 sts, 2 sc in next st. Repeat around
Next 10 Rows: sc around
Next Row: Sc in next 5 sts, 2 sc in next st. Repeat around
Next 14 Rows: Sc around
Next Row: Sc in next 5 sts, sc2tog. Repeat around.
Next 10 Rows: Sc around.
Next Row: Sc1, sc2tog. Repeat around
Next Row: Sc2tog around
Next Row: Sc2tog around

Weave in ends.

Ears:
From top of body, measure 1″ down. Pu and sc 12 sts.
Ch1, turn, sc across
Ch1, turn, sc across
Ch1, turn, sc across
Ch1, turn, sc2tog, sc to last 2 sts, sc2tog
Ch1, turn, sc2tog, sc to last 2 sts, sc2tog
Ch1, turn, sc2tog two times, sc to last 4 sts, sc2tog two times
Ch1, turn, sc2tog, sc to end
Ch1, turn, sc1, sc2tog, sc1
Ch1, turn, sc2tog

Repeat for other side, so ears are even on each side of body. Weave in ends

Legs: (I had to go by screen caps from brief appreances on youtube promo videos. I only counted six legs on the little guy, so that is how many legs I gave him. Which I know means he is not an octopus. But calling him a Sixtopus sounds dirty. EDIT– FIVE legs! See what happens when I blog/design at midnight?

Start 1″ from bottom of body. Pu and sc 12 sts in a circle. Sc in a circle for 11″. Stuff tube with fluff as you go. Sc2tog until tube is closed. Weave in ends.
I put one leg on each side, and 3 legs in front, since that is the way it looked on the video.

Felt by throwing in the washing machine or shower. It took 2 runs through for him to look like I wanted.
Hope everyone enjoys the pattern! It is just a rough draft, so feel free to point out any issues or questions, and I’ll be glad to help! And go see Coraline!!!

Extra pictures:

Weird Octopus Cyclops Kitty Thing from Coraline attacks Dill…. He does not look amused. Probably because he’s trying to make his wife a button out of sculpey.

Photobucket

For the curious, those are my wedding cake toppers, for real. Bride and Groom PEZ people…

Photobucket

weird Octopus Cyclops Kitty Thing from Coraline has a temper! It attacks!

Photobucket

Ernie does not approve of this fuckery.

Photobucket
I EAT YOU!!!

Photobucket

Pimp slapped. Oh hell yes I’m wearing a browncoat shirt.. Jealous much?

It’s late. I must awaken and serve coffee to the masses in 5 hours. Night all. Hope you like the freebie!

EDIT: Here is Weird Octopus Kitty Thing from Coraline Mini! Also hi to everyone who’s over from Neil Gaiman’s blog! Whoohoo!

Weird Octopus Cyclops Kitty Thing from Coraline


I know I haven’t posted the great big blog about Coraline yet. I just haven’t had time this week to type everything up. My quick summary? I loved it. Visually it was stunning. My one teeny, tiny complaint, (don’t read this if you haven’t seen the movie or read the book yet) I didn’t like that she didn’t save herself by her wits at the end. The boy had to intervene. I liked Coraline as the spunky, take charge, save her own arse character.
Anyway, like I said, visually… the movie was stunning. I was, of course, entranced by all the knitwear. Keeping in mind how small everything was, and how intricate, it was just amazing! A couple times in the movie, a cute little blue stuffed toy, that looked like a cross between a kitty and an octopus (or squid, whatever) showed up in Coraline’s bedroom. Of course, being me, I immediately got home and started trying to figure out how to make one! I went with crochet, since that’s easier to “freehand”.

Here’s the pattern if you would like to make one yourself!

Materials:
One size G crochet hook
2 skeins Pattons Classic Wool Merino in Worn Denim
Fluff for stuffing
One extra, extra large button. I couldn’t find one big enough, so I ended up having Dill make one out of Sculpy. The picture you see of it now is unbaked. Because I am impatient.

Body:
Stuff with fluff as you go, making sure not to stuff too tightly, as it will shrink a bit when you felt.
Using magic circle Sc 8
First Row: 2 sc in each sc: 16 sts
Next Row: Sc in the next st, 2 sc in next st. Repeat around: 24 sts
Next Row: Sc in next 2 sts, 2 sc in next st. Repeat around
Next Row: Sc in next 3 sts, 2 sc in next st. Repeat around.
Next 3 Rows: sc around
Next Row: Sc in next 4 sts, 2 sc in next st. Repeat around
Next 10 Rows: sc around
Next Row: Sc in next 5 sts, 2 sc in next st. Repeat around
Next 14 Rows: Sc around
Next Row: Sc in next 5 sts, sc2tog. Repeat around.
Next 10 Rows: Sc around.
Next Row: Sc1, sc2tog. Repeat around
Next Row: Sc2tog around
Next Row: Sc2tog around

Weave in ends.

Ears:
From top of body, measure 1″ down. Pu and sc 12 sts.
Ch1, turn, sc across
Ch1, turn, sc across
Ch1, turn, sc across
Ch1, turn, sc2tog, sc to last 2 sts, sc2tog
Ch1, turn, sc2tog, sc to last 2 sts, sc2tog
Ch1, turn, sc2tog two times, sc to last 4 sts, sc2tog two times
Ch1, turn, sc2tog, sc to end
Ch1, turn, sc1, sc2tog, sc1
Ch1, turn, sc2tog

Repeat for other side, so ears are even on each side of body. Weave in ends

Legs: (I had to go by screen caps from brief appreances on youtube promo videos. I only counted six legs on the little guy, so that is how many legs I gave him. Which I know means he is not an octopus. But calling him a Sixtopus sounds dirty. EDIT– FIVE legs! See what happens when I blog/design at midnight?

Start 1″ from bottom of body. Pu and sc 12 sts in a circle. Sc in a circle for 11″. Stuff tube with fluff as you go. Sc2tog until tube is closed. Weave in ends.
I put one leg on each side, and 3 legs in front, since that is the way it looked on the video.

Felt by throwing in the washing machine or shower. It took 2 runs through for him to look like I wanted.
Hope everyone enjoys the pattern! It is just a rough draft, so feel free to point out any issues or questions, and I’ll be glad to help! And go see Coraline!!!

Extra pictures:

Weird Octopus Cyclops Kitty Thing from Coraline attacks Dill…. He does not look amused. Probably because he’s trying to make his wife a button out of sculpey.

Photobucket

For the curious, those are my wedding cake toppers, for real. Bride and Groom PEZ people…

Photobucket

weird Octopus Cyclops Kitty Thing from Coraline has a temper! It attacks!

Photobucket

Ernie does not approve of this fuckery.

Photobucket
I EAT YOU!!!

Photobucket

Pimp slapped. Oh hell yes I’m wearing a browncoat shirt.. Jealous much?

It’s late. I must awaken and serve coffee to the masses in 5 hours. Night all. Hope you like the freebie!

EDIT: Here is Weird Octopus Kitty Thing from Coraline Mini! Also hi to everyone who’s over from Neil Gaiman’s blog! Whoohoo!

Weird Octopus Cyclops Kitty Thing from Coraline


I know I haven’t posted the great big blog about Coraline yet. I just haven’t had time this week to type everything up. My quick summary? I loved it. Visually it was stunning. My one teeny, tiny complaint, (don’t read this if you haven’t seen the movie or read the book yet) I didn’t like that she didn’t save herself by her wits at the end. The boy had to intervene. I liked Coraline as the spunky, take charge, save her own arse character.
Anyway, like I said, visually… the movie was stunning. I was, of course, entranced by all the knitwear. Keeping in mind how small everything was, and how intricate, it was just amazing! A couple times in the movie, a cute little blue stuffed toy, that looked like a cross between a kitty and an octopus (or squid, whatever) showed up in Coraline’s bedroom. Of course, being me, I immediately got home and started trying to figure out how to make one! I went with crochet, since that’s easier to “freehand”.

Here’s the pattern if you would like to make one yourself!

Materials:
One size G crochet hook
2 skeins Pattons Classic Wool Merino in Worn Denim
Fluff for stuffing
One extra, extra large button. I couldn’t find one big enough, so I ended up having Dill make one out of Sculpy. The picture you see of it now is unbaked. Because I am impatient.

Body:
Stuff with fluff as you go, making sure not to stuff too tightly, as it will shrink a bit when you felt.
Using magic circle Sc 8
First Row: 2 sc in each sc: 16 sts
Next Row: Sc in the next st, 2 sc in next st. Repeat around: 24 sts
Next Row: Sc in next 2 sts, 2 sc in next st. Repeat around
Next Row: Sc in next 3 sts, 2 sc in next st. Repeat around.
Next 3 Rows: sc around
Next Row: Sc in next 4 sts, 2 sc in next st. Repeat around
Next 10 Rows: sc around
Next Row: Sc in next 5 sts, 2 sc in next st. Repeat around
Next 14 Rows: Sc around
Next Row: Sc in next 5 sts, sc2tog. Repeat around.
Next 10 Rows: Sc around.
Next Row: Sc1, sc2tog. Repeat around
Next Row: Sc2tog around
Next Row: Sc2tog around

Weave in ends.

Ears:
From top of body, measure 1″ down. Pu and sc 12 sts.
Ch1, turn, sc across
Ch1, turn, sc across
Ch1, turn, sc across
Ch1, turn, sc2tog, sc to last 2 sts, sc2tog
Ch1, turn, sc2tog, sc to last 2 sts, sc2tog
Ch1, turn, sc2tog two times, sc to last 4 sts, sc2tog two times
Ch1, turn, sc2tog, sc to end
Ch1, turn, sc1, sc2tog, sc1
Ch1, turn, sc2tog

Repeat for other side, so ears are even on each side of body. Weave in ends

Legs: (I had to go by screen caps from brief appreances on youtube promo videos. I only counted six legs on the little guy, so that is how many legs I gave him. Which I know means he is not an octopus. But calling him a Sixtopus sounds dirty. EDIT– FIVE legs! See what happens when I blog/design at midnight?

Start 1″ from bottom of body. Pu and sc 12 sts in a circle. Sc in a circle for 11″. Stuff tube with fluff as you go. Sc2tog until tube is closed. Weave in ends.
I put one leg on each side, and 3 legs in front, since that is the way it looked on the video.

Felt by throwing in the washing machine or shower. It took 2 runs through for him to look like I wanted.
Hope everyone enjoys the pattern! It is just a rough draft, so feel free to point out any issues or questions, and I’ll be glad to help! And go see Coraline!!!

Extra pictures:

Weird Octopus Cyclops Kitty Thing from Coraline attacks Dill…. He does not look amused. Probably because he’s trying to make his wife a button out of sculpey.

Photobucket

For the curious, those are my wedding cake toppers, for real. Bride and Groom PEZ people…

Photobucket

weird Octopus Cyclops Kitty Thing from Coraline has a temper! It attacks!

Photobucket

Ernie does not approve of this fuckery.

Photobucket
I EAT YOU!!!

Photobucket

Pimp slapped. Oh hell yes I’m wearing a browncoat shirt.. Jealous much?

It’s late. I must awaken and serve coffee to the masses in 5 hours. Night all. Hope you like the freebie!

EDIT: Here is Weird Octopus Kitty Thing from Coraline Mini! Also hi to everyone who’s over from Neil Gaiman’s blog! Whoohoo!

Oh the irony

So, the derby injuries thus far:

Jacked up knee, left side.
Broken pinky, left hand.
AC separation (all 4 of them) left side

Now, derby injuries, I can handle those. I’ve always been active, combined with slightly clumsy, so stuff happens. I’m okay with that. I’ve gotten more concussions, sprained ankles, chipped teeth (damn that Girl Scout double dare) dislocated fingers, broken toes, etc, etc than can count.
And I did mention the clumsy part right? The sprained ankles came from tearing down the stairs at home and falling, the chipped teeth from a dare in girl scouts to run in the boys locker room, then run back out, at which point I tripped on one of those butt scooter things we used to play on in gym.
I trip an fall all over my damn house. It’s just a fact. Dan hears a crash, crash, bang, and as long as he hears a pretty quick, “I’m okay” or “I’m alive” then he knows he can take his time getting to me. Silence or “OWWW MOTHER…GAH” means he drops what he’s doing and runs to find me while the dogs start licking my face and barking.
So yesterday, I survived a really tough derby practice. I got to jam again after taking a little shoulder time off, and hit a grand slam every time. When I blocked, I sent people flying. So much so that at one point I had three opposing blockers ganging up on me! But I got through it. One little bruise, a couple bumps, typical derby.
Then back to work, off to Coraline (another long, long post about that later.. it was an adventure) back to work again and finally… home.
Took a long hot bath, with jets and bubbles. Made dinner, and I was just exhausted. Dill was on the couch, and trying to be kind of funny, I went to flop on it with him. Flopped, and *CRACK*… silence… OWWWWWWWWW! NOT OKAY! Turns out, when I flopped on our nice, comfy, poofy without being over poofed couch, I managed to get my elbow in between the back cushions, and hit my elbow on the wood frame.. Hard. Very. Hard.
After a couple minutes of head down and whimpering, we took a look at it. The swelling was immediate. As was some lovely bruising, but hard to see thanks to the tattoo. I went to sleep on it, carefully draping it across Dill so I could sleep. Woke up a few times whining, then finally took a good look at it when I got up for work this morning. Being me, and being awesome, it seems that I have managed to chip the bone in my elbow on the freaking couch. Not by playing what is essentially football on skates with less padding. Oh no. On the freaking couch.
That darlings, is irony in my opinion.

Oh the irony

So, the derby injuries thus far:

Jacked up knee, left side.
Broken pinky, left hand.
AC separation (all 4 of them) left side

Now, derby injuries, I can handle those. I’ve always been active, combined with slightly clumsy, so stuff happens. I’m okay with that. I’ve gotten more concussions, sprained ankles, chipped teeth (damn that Girl Scout double dare) dislocated fingers, broken toes, etc, etc than can count.
And I did mention the clumsy part right? The sprained ankles came from tearing down the stairs at home and falling, the chipped teeth from a dare in girl scouts to run in the boys locker room, then run back out, at which point I tripped on one of those butt scooter things we used to play on in gym.
I trip an fall all over my damn house. It’s just a fact. Dan hears a crash, crash, bang, and as long as he hears a pretty quick, “I’m okay” or “I’m alive” then he knows he can take his time getting to me. Silence or “OWWW MOTHER…GAH” means he drops what he’s doing and runs to find me while the dogs start licking my face and barking.
So yesterday, I survived a really tough derby practice. I got to jam again after taking a little shoulder time off, and hit a grand slam every time. When I blocked, I sent people flying. So much so that at one point I had three opposing blockers ganging up on me! But I got through it. One little bruise, a couple bumps, typical derby.
Then back to work, off to Coraline (another long, long post about that later.. it was an adventure) back to work again and finally… home.
Took a long hot bath, with jets and bubbles. Made dinner, and I was just exhausted. Dill was on the couch, and trying to be kind of funny, I went to flop on it with him. Flopped, and *CRACK*… silence… OWWWWWWWWW! NOT OKAY! Turns out, when I flopped on our nice, comfy, poofy without being over poofed couch, I managed to get my elbow in between the back cushions, and hit my elbow on the wood frame.. Hard. Very. Hard.
After a couple minutes of head down and whimpering, we took a look at it. The swelling was immediate. As was some lovely bruising, but hard to see thanks to the tattoo. I went to sleep on it, carefully draping it across Dill so I could sleep. Woke up a few times whining, then finally took a good look at it when I got up for work this morning. Being me, and being awesome, it seems that I have managed to chip the bone in my elbow on the freaking couch. Not by playing what is essentially football on skates with less padding. Oh no. On the freaking couch.
That darlings, is irony in my opinion.

Oh the irony

So, the derby injuries thus far:

Jacked up knee, left side.
Broken pinky, left hand.
AC separation (all 4 of them) left side

Now, derby injuries, I can handle those. I’ve always been active, combined with slightly clumsy, so stuff happens. I’m okay with that. I’ve gotten more concussions, sprained ankles, chipped teeth (damn that Girl Scout double dare) dislocated fingers, broken toes, etc, etc than can count.
And I did mention the clumsy part right? The sprained ankles came from tearing down the stairs at home and falling, the chipped teeth from a dare in girl scouts to run in the boys locker room, then run back out, at which point I tripped on one of those butt scooter things we used to play on in gym.
I trip an fall all over my damn house. It’s just a fact. Dan hears a crash, crash, bang, and as long as he hears a pretty quick, “I’m okay” or “I’m alive” then he knows he can take his time getting to me. Silence or “OWWW MOTHER…GAH” means he drops what he’s doing and runs to find me while the dogs start licking my face and barking.
So yesterday, I survived a really tough derby practice. I got to jam again after taking a little shoulder time off, and hit a grand slam every time. When I blocked, I sent people flying. So much so that at one point I had three opposing blockers ganging up on me! But I got through it. One little bruise, a couple bumps, typical derby.
Then back to work, off to Coraline (another long, long post about that later.. it was an adventure) back to work again and finally… home.
Took a long hot bath, with jets and bubbles. Made dinner, and I was just exhausted. Dill was on the couch, and trying to be kind of funny, I went to flop on it with him. Flopped, and *CRACK*… silence… OWWWWWWWWW! NOT OKAY! Turns out, when I flopped on our nice, comfy, poofy without being over poofed couch, I managed to get my elbow in between the back cushions, and hit my elbow on the wood frame.. Hard. Very. Hard.
After a couple minutes of head down and whimpering, we took a look at it. The swelling was immediate. As was some lovely bruising, but hard to see thanks to the tattoo. I went to sleep on it, carefully draping it across Dill so I could sleep. Woke up a few times whining, then finally took a good look at it when I got up for work this morning. Being me, and being awesome, it seems that I have managed to chip the bone in my elbow on the freaking couch. Not by playing what is essentially football on skates with less padding. Oh no. On the freaking couch.
That darlings, is irony in my opinion.

What do you know?

The yarn, once rinsed, dried, and rinsed again ( I am a little bit hyper about making sure it’s colorfast) came out really nice, and is now up on etsy. (2 of them anyways, I can’t get a decent picture of the 3rd one yet. Stupid cheap camera doesn’t like to capture true color)

Here’s a few pics for the link lazy.

New WaveDream

And Punk Rock Girl

What do you know?

The yarn, once rinsed, dried, and rinsed again ( I am a little bit hyper about making sure it’s colorfast) came out really nice, and is now up on etsy. (2 of them anyways, I can’t get a decent picture of the 3rd one yet. Stupid cheap camera doesn’t like to capture true color)

Here’s a few pics for the link lazy.

New WaveDream

And Punk Rock Girl