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It’s the end of the year, as we know it.

Published December 31, 2018 by Malia
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Here it is.

New Year’s Eve 2018.

Oh, 2018, what can I say about you?  You’ve not been a particularly good year, but you definitely haven’t been the worst year.  I’ve learned a lot this year, and as cheesy as it sounds, I’ve definitely grown as a person.  I’ve learned so much about myself.  I’ve stepped up and taken ownership of my life.  It’s been a scary, exhausting experience, but something that needed to happen.

I’m looking forward to 2019.  I have plans for this blog.  I have plans for my life.  I have plans to drink a ton of coffee.

You may notice a few changes to this site.  I’ll be documenting my jigsaw puzzles, and I’ll be keeping a daily log as I try my hand at making a temperature blanket.  I know that every year I make the pronouncement that I’m going to keep this blog more up to date, but this time I actually have a plan.  Crazy, right?

Finally, we’ve been talking about it for years, and have finally tried it. We have a podcast! Tom & Malia Have A Podcast. That’s right, the Boy has a name, and it’s only taken me almost five years to reveal it.  There’s only one episode, so far, and I know it’s a bit rough.  It’s fifteen minutes of us talking about the new Aquaman movie, and because I’m easily distracted, Spiderverse comes up as well.  This will be a learning experience, but should be a fun journey.

And that’s about it for now.  It’s almost time for the annual New Year’s Eve Diablo 3 gaming session.

See y’all in 2019!

Learning to knit at 1 a.m.

Published February 20, 2015 by Malia

It’s totally normal to try to learn a new hobby in the wee hours of the morning.  Right?  Especially a hobby that is super frustrating, and uses tools that you can either gouge your eyes out with or hang yourself with.  Absolutely nothing bizarre about any of this.  Nope, nothing.

This is what I do when the world is feeling overwhelming.  I attempt to craft.  Normally, I loom knit with varying levels of success.  (Last year, I did manage to actually finish two blankets.  I’m super proud of that.)  However, I found this blanket pattern that is absolutely perfect, and to make it turn out right I have to learn to actually knit.  No more cheat knitting.

I’ve previously alluded to my ongoing Pinterest addiction, and this pattern is another Pinterest find.  There’s this excellent blog called Lattes and Llamas, and they have the most amazing blanket I’ve ever seen.  The best part?  The entire pattern is free and available.  The lovely ladies who write the blog have also provided, “Learn to Knit” videos.  So far I’ve really got the hang of casting on to the needle, and I’m slowly getting the hang of the knit stitch.  It’s the purl stitch that’s causing me headache.  That, and the fact that I can’t seem to keep my yarn from getting super tight on the needle.  However, I’m determined to make this blanket.  I don’t think I’ve ever found something that more perfectly represents so many of the nerdy things that I love.

The big day is 22 days away at the moment.  I’m slowly moving myself from my parents, to the boy’s.  Fortunately, he only lives across town, so I can do this move a little more relaxed.  It’ll be nice when we’re finally married, and I’m no longer playing the running back and forth across town game.  It was fun a year ago, now it’s just wearing on me (and I’m pretty sure it’s wearing on the boy).

22 days.  This is surreal.  I keep thinking of that moment in Star Trek IV, when the whale scientist ends up on the Klingon Bird of Prey, and Kirk tells her, “Hello, Alice, welcome to Wonderland.”  (Seriously, the older I get, the more I love this movie.)  I constantly have a million thoughts racing through my head, and I’m feeling about every emotion that can be felt.  This is all so new,  but it’s a good new.

And if I can solve the mystery that is knitting, it’ll be a great new!

Whosday

Published January 1, 2013 by Malia

Alrighty, it’s 2013.  Today is the first day of the rest of the year, or something like that…  So, before I get to my Doctor Who weekly obsession (who are we kidding, it’s more like a daily obsession), it’s time to get the list of goals for the new year listed.

Malia’s 2013 Goals

1.  Lose weight.  (This is kind of a no brainer, and I’m sure I’m not alone in having this at the very top of my list.)

2.  Exercise a minimum of 30 minutes 3 days a week.

3.  Write a blog entry once a day.

4.  Write non-blog related things.

5.  Finish the blanket I promised mom I’d make her 3 years ago.

6.  Read through the Bible in a year.

7.  Take at least 1 photograph everyday.

8.  Watch all the Doctor Who episodes, starting with the first ones from back in 1963.

Okay, so this leads into my weekly (at minimum) discussion of all things Who.  It occurred to me two days ago that I can’t really call myself a true Whovian unless I go all the way back to the beginning.  There are a couple hundred episodes and more than a few Doctors for me to catch up on.  I actually started this monumental task on the 30th, but I figured it was better to start early than not at all.  So far I’ve made it through the first three sets of episodes from season 1 (1963).  Here’s my initial conclusions…

-The stories are really good.  Even though there’s so much I dislike about these early episodes, I really like the plots, so it makes it worth it.

-So far, the companion Ian, does almost everything.  The Doctor is pretty much this old guy-that I spend most of the episodes wondering if he’s a dementia patient-that does nothing but be a jerk and cause more problems than actually do any good.  Susan, the Doctor’s granddaughter, is incredibly annoying.  The first episode, Ian and Barabara (her teachers, who end up becoming the first human companions to the Doctor) both spend quite awhile discussing how smart Susan is.  I’m not necessarily doubting her intelligence, but I’d like to be given some evidence of it.

-Speaking of the women, man have times changed since 1963.  Basically, the sole role of the women thus far has been to scream at everything and do absolutely nothing to help themselves.  Seriously.  There’s one part where Susan gets tapped on the shoulder when she thinks she’s alone, and instead of investigating (like one of the modern female companions) she screams and basically has a meltdown.  There’s a lot of screaming done by these two women.  Also, it really bugs me that there’s this general attitude that if the young handsome men don’t do something, it can’t be trusted to be done right.

Also, I spent New Year’s Eve, and New Year’s Day getting mom and dad caught up on season 6 & 7 of the current Doctor.  I’ve now seen the ending of The Angels Take Manhattan about 4 times, and I still bawl like a baby.  I’m super excited to see the Christmas episode and the rest of season 7.

In closing, here’s today’s photos (remember, taking at least one photo every day):

So, I got this bee in my bonnet to try making these brownies I saw on Pinterest.  I started with a box of brownie mix and several packages of peanut butter cups:

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I then made the batter:

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I then poured part of the batter into the bottom of the pan:

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I then laid out the peanut butter cups:

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Then I covered that with the remainder of the brownie batter and popped them in the oven.  Then out came this:

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Mom cut them:

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And I ate one:

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Now, here’s some pictures of my cats.  Howard wasn’t thrilled I was taking pictures:

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Best picture I’ve ever gotten of Gracie (She always moves before the picture finishes taking, no matter how fast I’ve got the speed set):

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Gracie also has a thing about boxes (mostly, she likes to eat them):

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Then, there was sunset and dusk:

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And now, it’s bedtime for Bonzo.