Life with a damned dog

His name is Jody the dachshund. 14 years old, great dog, just a pain in the ass at times. Every morning, I have to give him his pill for his liver values, and it is work to make sure he doesn't spit it out and that it goes down his throat, and this morning, he was having none of the pill. 3 tines I tried, each time he fought me off by biting my fingers franticly, so I will have to call for vet advice. Otherwise, I can't imagine doing this awful morning routine for 3 months. He is supposed to have this pill one hour in the morning before he eats his food.

I guess he is tired of having me pry his jaws open and push this pill toward his throat.

I don't know what to do, even though, I have a three wick candle to make for tomorrow for a customer. I don't feel creative after have a fashion yarn scarf turn out less than perfect even though I know someting by now about knitting, I have taken it this far and it looks gorgeous and hides its mistakes well being fashion eyelash yarn loaded with patons. Oh well, maybe I can just bind it off and do something else with it.

I feel some annoyance with my church's consignment shop, even though it is not its fault, I wish there were more male shoppers in it, more younger people buying stuff there, and more of my stuff selling. I guess we approaching the summer doldrums as the stuff sells mostly in spring and near Christmas. I will donate my stuff like that less than perfect girl's poncho/cowl combo I knitted elsewhere if it doesn't sell and refresh it with newer and better things.

Have plans to eventually weave or knit a security blanket for a friend's young kid and maybe give him the little red knit scarf that is in that shop along with it.

Well, maybe off to get some coffee or tea and get the day rolling having wasted half of it knowing that I have things to do and not being sure what I want to do.

candles, knitting and hot weather

It is getting hot here in the day like 81 F in the Washington, DC area cooler at night, we move right from a short spring to the beginnings of a typically unpleasant hot Washington summer. Give me the lemonade stands and pink cherry blossoms of a wonderful Kensington spring.

Just did the 3 pale yellow green candles with a delightful almond biscotti scent for one customer the other day, she was very delighted with them and one other gave one of my peach ginger candles with red soap glitter on top to her daughter and her daughter was thrilled I read from her e-mail. Write now my house smells like peaches and spice from 9 candles I made for someone's fireplace candelabra.

I am somewhat unhappy as the color of the candles is very uniform, the scent is strong, but I don't think I put enough mold sealer on the bottom of the mold letting the wax escape from one of them. the others I will fill where need be, but that one needs to be remelted and repoured to the correct height of 3 inches tall.

the poncho knitting project turned out one side too long, so I just folded and sewed the front and sewed a silver fun collar around the neck. It is now in a consignment shop. If it doesn't sell after a few months, I will donate it for a tax deduction elsewhere. But I have other knit projects like a scarf from bulky yarn, etc in the works. I am working on a blanket, but I may frog it and turn it from knit and slip stitches to a basket weave stitch.

Eating a mushu chicken and wonton soup and getting together the encouragement to fix the the 9 candles however I can to make them more saleable to my customer who wanted them for her mom.

It is a long day and I look forward to going to bed soon.