I desperately hate shopping malls. The Cape Cod Mall is high on that list, as it only has a few redeeming stores. I went with a friend from work to pick up applications for holiday jobs to supplement the quickly dwindling hours at my main job. We also went to Kmart which is the only semi-decent discount store on Cape--there being no Target unless you want to cross the bridge! I'm knitting more tonight, I keep tearing (I believe it's called frogging) my scarf apart because I'm goofing up on it. I'm having a hard time with ending a row and starting a new row, I keep adding more stitches or completely fucking up the ending stitch so it looks like more cat vomit. Any tips knitters? Bleh.

Rain, Rain, More Rain. And Some Knitting.

It rains a shit-load on Cape Cod, or should I say boat-load? I arrived on Cape Cod in May and it has done nothing but rain. This is completely beyond what I consider normal, being a West Coaster and all. We have droughts there people! No droughts here, however I'm looking for my life vest as we speak. Needless to say, it's raining today. Like a mother-f-ing monsoon.

Today was truly the start to my Winter of Nothingness, or perhaps I'll call it my Winter of Finding Things With Which to Occupy Myself. I spent the morning cooking a lovely dinner for a friend of a coworker, the friend having just popped out a rug-rat, also known as a baby. This person also has other small children, and these people all eat meat. This posed a small problem for me as I am vegetarian and I have no rug-rats, and I have no idea what they eat. I can almost guarantee that they don't eat a delightful Kale and Quinoa Soup from one of my favorite blogs, www.veganyumyum.com, which is what I had for lunch today. I decided I would make something very simple and middle of the road--baked macaroni and cheese, mashed potatoes, honey-glazed carrots, and a bean salad for protein. I also puttered around the house a bit, peering into closets and taking note of areas that need to be cleared out and projects I can start. I started the Large Cleaning in Preparation of Guests, as my auntie and her friend will be visiting this weekend, I will conclude that tomorrow. I then sat with my two lovely doggies on the sofa and knitted, taking time to watch the leaves fall. I have to say that autumn on the Cape has been stunning and picturesque--much better than the summers here which are stifling and oppressive due to humidity. Back to the knitting--I have just taught myself to knit, with the help of a coworker who is an amazing knitter, and am working on my first practice project. It's a little scarf for one of my dogs, since it basically looks like cat vomit on a stick and my dog will not care what it looks like, she will wear it because she loves me. And she has no opposable thumbs with which to remove the cat-vomit scarf. I am very excited about this new craft I am currently twitterpated over, hopefully I will become a Knitter Extraordinaire, knitting beanies and scarves for family and friends and overall impressing people with my exceptional knitting abilities, and also selling them on Etsy. Lofty goals floating about this winter!

Who Am I and More Importantly, Why the Hell Should You Care?

Well hello there. I am a newly transplanted Crazy Cape Codder, living obviously on Cape Cod, Massachusetts. I moved from the West Coast and am finding life to be very different out here in Chowda Land. People spell "chowder" as "chowda", for one example. They also use the term "wicked" in a very odd manner--"This chowda is wicked good." Anyhoo, it's strange here and I find that strangeness compounded by the fact that the tourist industry (which I happen to work in) is very seasonal, meaning I have a friggin lot of time on my hands. This blog will be about my misadventures during this long and frigid winter on Cape Cod, and just what the hell people do out here, besides drink like fish of course.