Am hanging out at starbucks waiting for the caffeine to kick in and for it to be safe to go home. I don't really want to deal with the kids, so if I wait long enough, I will know that Scott will have put them to bed.
Anyway, I just wanted to post to say that I really...really....really want Vogue knitting : the ultimate guide to knitting. It's a knitting technique/ reference/ pattern book that I'm lusting over, but won't let myself buy because I've purchased WAYYYYYY Too much yarn this month. I've told myself that until I sell something or get some extra $$ from knitting something in, I'm not allowed to buy it.
Maybe I'll drop some oh so subtle hints to Scott that I'd like it to show up under the Christmas tree this year. Those oh so subtle hints normally go like this: "Hey Scott, have you thought of what you want for Christmas yet this year?" He says no. I say, "Oh. Well, in case you were wondering, I want this book Vogue Knitting. Do you want me to send you an email link to it? Or are you going to write that down."
The boy can be dense sometimes.
But I still love him.
I'm an amazing woman, I know. :)
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Feel like a stalker
A political stalker, that is. We don't have cable, or any tv stations for that matter, at home, so I find myself obsessively refreshing the CNN home page on my computer as though something drastic and important will have happened in the last minute. Polls don't begin to close for another five hours, at the earliest, so there isn't even anything that interesting to report yet. Obama voted. McCain voted. Palin, that silly twit, voted and won't say who she voted for. Duh, she voted for herself. She wrote herself in. I'd bet on it.
Blah.
The title pretty much says it all for me today. I'm blah. Not really motivated. Not really anything. Just blah.
My uncle died yesterday in a motorcycle accident. This is terrible on several accounts, but from my perspective, although I didn't know him well, I liked this guy. Which sounds kinda trite, but of my extended family, uncle j. was really pretty cool. In a very unusual offbeat sorta way. Also, the way he died was pretty terrible. Motorcycle accident. I love me some motorcycle. And I know he did to. So to die from doing what you love to do is intrinsically terrible. And at the same time gratifying to know he at least died doing something he loved. Anyway the whole thing sucks, my mom is really tore up about it and my aunt is falling apart. I'm just kinda blah.
I don't particularly care for funerals, nor do I care for the customs surrounding death. Why should I feel compelled to go "say goodbye" to a loved one by staring at a dead body and saying my farewells. I know that sounds cold, but think about it for a moment: the stuff that animated that body, the person who resided within it, is gone. What's left is just, well, dead flesh. Frankly, dead creeps me out a bit. I'd rather take a walk through the woods and and settle my thoughts, formulate my goodbyes and grieve in my own way. Although I know that there is a time for finding solace in others, I just don't find that solace in the stuffy, smelly (really, have you ever been in a funeral home that wasn't kinda stinky?) overly dark rooms of the local funeral homes. I'd much rather help myself to the offered courage and love of my family in a familiar and comforting setting.
And while we are on the topic of death, for the love of all that is holy, people should be allowed to grieve. And to talk about dead ones without the unwelcome uncomfortable sense that most get when this happens. You're going to cry when someone you love dies. You are going to grieve and want to wail and scream and rail against somebody for the terrible unfairness of it all. And you're still going to feel that way two weeks later when you have to go back to work and resume normal activities. And it's likely that you'll still feel that way a year later. Or three. It's normal, and people need to accept that, allow others to grieve and to cry and scream if they need to. Without feeling uncomfortable or embarrassed or silly. It's life. It is the way it is.
My uncle died yesterday in a motorcycle accident. This is terrible on several accounts, but from my perspective, although I didn't know him well, I liked this guy. Which sounds kinda trite, but of my extended family, uncle j. was really pretty cool. In a very unusual offbeat sorta way. Also, the way he died was pretty terrible. Motorcycle accident. I love me some motorcycle. And I know he did to. So to die from doing what you love to do is intrinsically terrible. And at the same time gratifying to know he at least died doing something he loved. Anyway the whole thing sucks, my mom is really tore up about it and my aunt is falling apart. I'm just kinda blah.
I don't particularly care for funerals, nor do I care for the customs surrounding death. Why should I feel compelled to go "say goodbye" to a loved one by staring at a dead body and saying my farewells. I know that sounds cold, but think about it for a moment: the stuff that animated that body, the person who resided within it, is gone. What's left is just, well, dead flesh. Frankly, dead creeps me out a bit. I'd rather take a walk through the woods and and settle my thoughts, formulate my goodbyes and grieve in my own way. Although I know that there is a time for finding solace in others, I just don't find that solace in the stuffy, smelly (really, have you ever been in a funeral home that wasn't kinda stinky?) overly dark rooms of the local funeral homes. I'd much rather help myself to the offered courage and love of my family in a familiar and comforting setting.
And while we are on the topic of death, for the love of all that is holy, people should be allowed to grieve. And to talk about dead ones without the unwelcome uncomfortable sense that most get when this happens. You're going to cry when someone you love dies. You are going to grieve and want to wail and scream and rail against somebody for the terrible unfairness of it all. And you're still going to feel that way two weeks later when you have to go back to work and resume normal activities. And it's likely that you'll still feel that way a year later. Or three. It's normal, and people need to accept that, allow others to grieve and to cry and scream if they need to. Without feeling uncomfortable or embarrassed or silly. It's life. It is the way it is.
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Jade Monkey
Another knitterly update. This one for another swap momma. The yarn is Jade Monkey, and it's knitting up gorgeous! I'll have a tough time letting it go. It's quite dreamy to knit with. And the colors are...well...beautiful. The picture above is for the benefit of the momma they are going to. The measurements around the hips, at rest, are about 16.5 inches, maybe a little bigger.
I know that some don't like pooling, but personally, I like the way it looks. What do you think?
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Swap Yarns
his post isn't going to be much. I've found that posting pics to my blog is the most expedient way to get pictures uploaded. Loading them on photobucket/snapfish takes forever.... and that's almost not an exaggeration.
These next few photos are of yarns that I'll be using to knit a pair of longies for a swap momma. The first is the colorway Jade Monkey,dyed by Nurturing Threads,on BlackBerry Ridge Merino
BBR is a heavier weight more durable yarn than most. Kinda mediocre on the soft scale, though I hear it softens up nicely with washing.
This next is Purewool, color Luca. It's a super soft, three ply yarn, that is hands down my favorite yarn to knit with. Minimal pilling, and altogether a good yarn.
These next few photos are of yarns that I'll be using to knit a pair of longies for a swap momma. The first is the colorway Jade Monkey,dyed by Nurturing Threads,on BlackBerry Ridge Merino
BBR is a heavier weight more durable yarn than most. Kinda mediocre on the soft scale, though I hear it softens up nicely with washing.
This next is Purewool, color Luca. It's a super soft, three ply yarn, that is hands down my favorite yarn to knit with. Minimal pilling, and altogether a good yarn.
Monday, October 27, 2008
Just a quick post...
Though I know I still "owe" you pics and an update from my last post re: our hike up hogsback, I wanted to post a quick photo of a completed project.
These were for a swap, and the colors are really gorgeous. I improvised on the flowers, and hope the momma likes them. Though if she doesn't, it would take just a few snips and they would be off. Me? I think they are adorable. Though the photo doesn't really do them a whole lotta justice....
These were for a swap, and the colors are really gorgeous. I improvised on the flowers, and hope the momma likes them. Though if she doesn't, it would take just a few snips and they would be off. Me? I think they are adorable. Though the photo doesn't really do them a whole lotta justice....
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Hiking
It was date day today. Scott and I decided that a hike up Hogsback was the perfect date activity. And Scott invited his friend Charlie along. Which wasn't very dately of him, but I like Charlie, so all was good. And, Charlie is a botany major so going on a hike with him includes a mini botany lesson. I learned about different types of lichens and moss today.
Took some really cool pictures today as well. This is my favorite:
It's a pitcher plant that was already pulled up, laying on the edge of a somewhat falling apart fence. Very cool composition, if I do say so myself. Love the colors and the detail.
I've got more to say and more pictures to post but I've also got a computer issue to deal with and a BtVS episode to watch. Priorities, priorities.
Took some really cool pictures today as well. This is my favorite:
It's a pitcher plant that was already pulled up, laying on the edge of a somewhat falling apart fence. Very cool composition, if I do say so myself. Love the colors and the detail.
I've got more to say and more pictures to post but I've also got a computer issue to deal with and a BtVS episode to watch. Priorities, priorities.
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