Archive for September, 2008
Now that I drive to work I get to see a lot more interesting things in the mornings and evenings. (I don’t count the sea of corn I drive through. I mean, I’m a country girl and I’m happy the crops around here are doing well, but it doesn’t speak to my sense of aesthetics.)
The other day I was particularly charmed by this guy:
At the stoplight he actually stood up, stretched, and picked something out of his sandal. Classic.
And a closeup of his shirt tells us that though he may be riding a scooter he dwarfs, he has bigger plans someday:
I’ve been told to post pictures of my new yarn organization. Well, I’ve been busy still working on that pesky literacy project. Plus we don’t have internet at home yet, so my online time is seriously abbreviated. Patience!!
I have no time. None. Well, a little bit. But not enough to write a full-on post about what I’ve been doing and what I think about it. You must deal with me writing in bullet points today, because that’s where my brain is. Bullet points.
Bullet Point One: Knitting
I have finished the baby blanket. Last night (the 17th), in fact. But the bind off is too loose and it makes me sad. I may undo it and redo it. No pictures, due to the sad.
Bullet Point Two: The Reason for the Knitting
My friend’s baby was born at 9:21pm on Tuesday night. Mom and baby are doing well, and would be doing a lot better if their hospital would take some time to realize that birthing women are human beings and deserve to be treated as such.
In honor of the new baby girl, I took a bunch of pictures of the day, and here’s my favorite:
Bullet Point Three: Work
I’ve been busy doing this, and it’s eating my brain. A lot.
Bullet Point Four: Curtains!
My Mom is helping me make curtains for our bedroom, and it’s sort of slow going because I’ve never sewn anything at all before (really, nothing) and I’m completely intimidated by it. Although I’m getting rather adept at pinning things together:
The weather has turned a little cooler in the last couple days, and I’m starting to see autumn everywhere. I love it. I’m so ready for summer heat to be over. The forecast calls for one day out of the next week to be in the 80s, and the rest of them are low-to-mid 70s! Hooray! Bring on the sweater weather!
And bring on the babies. My friend is due on September 20th or 21st, and while she’s hoping the baby will come sooner, I’m hoping for an on-time or fashionably late arrival, as I’m still working on this:
I’ve passed the halfway point, where I measured the length and found it to be exactly half of the width. Now that I’ve done that, of course, I’m certain to find myself circling the Black Hole of Knitting and it may take me some time to get out. I love this pattern for its simplicity (seed stitch a bit, knit a bit, purl a bit, seed stitch some more; repeat) and mindlessness (hello re-watching the whole series of West Wing!), but I’ve loved simple and mindless things before and it always takes some effort to extract myself from them. For example, my first high school boyfriend.
For now, though, this blanket is treating me pretty well. I can watch intelligent TV while I knit on it (though not subtitled foreign films), I can take it to knit night and feed it beer (really, I dropped a corner in my Guinness on Sunday. This baby is going to be a rabble-rouser, I can tell). It’s a good pattern.
Last Friday I had Anna and The Red Queen over to cut up t-shirts for the purpose of making recycled bathmats/throw rugs. You may recall (but maybe not, it’s okay) the bathmat I crocheted three years ago. It’s time to make some more, as half my basement floor is cold concrete and one of my kitchen rugs really belongs outside.
So we’re sitting on my living room floor (Anna likes the carpet), cutting our accumulated t-shirts into strips (pictures to follow), and Anna asked me this extremely puzzling question:
“So what are you knitting for you now?”
Just for me? Hmm. Well, I’ve got the completely stalled green socks from April that I can’t seem to finish, the stunted Sprout cardigan (Ravelry link) that is lost in its own black hole of knitting, and … yeah. A few other things in which I have totally lost interest. I don’t know if it’s the projects or the fact that summer kind of sucked my love of knitting from my soul, but I haven’t been inclined to knit anything for myself lately. And (and I just realized this) I find it pretty weird that I’ve been knitting on this pink baby blanket exclusively since I started it. What the crackers is going on?
So, after this blanket is finished I’m going to start on something that is for me. I don’t know what that is yet, but I’m thinking something warm. A shawl in worsted alpaca, purchased on my honeymoon? A Clapotis in a silvery silk/wool blend, a wedding gift from my favorite knitters of all time (because I may be the last knitter in the known universe to knit this amazing scarf)? The DROPS jacket that Femiknitter made? So many choices. So many warm and cozy possibilities to wrap up in.
And autumn is coming.
Thanks to my parents, we now have this amazing piece in our living room:
It’s a glass-fronted bookcase with sliding doors, and it’s old. I don’t know its full story, just that it came from my grandmother’s storage shed to my parents’ house many years ago. When it sat there, it held a collection of 12 porcelain dolls outfitted as fairy tale characters. Now it’s going to hold our most prized (meaning oldest) books.
We may have to rethink this piece when we have kids or get a pet (or we may just base our pet acquisition on the individual animal’s potential maximum velocity), but it’s a beautiful addition to our living room and I’m so excited to have furniture with a past. !!!
Now we just have to find some artwork to go above it. Simple, right?
I spent part of my long weekend lounging in a boat on the river, and have a sunburn as a memento. Parts of me are approximately this pink:
The yarn was purchased at Stitches Midwest 2006 (my first-ever stitches), is Hot Foot by the Village Spinning and Weaving Company (I think it’s discontinued) and is being worked up into a Big Bad Baby Blanket (that’s a Rav link) for a friend who’s due with her first baby in like 20 days. Not only is it perfect for her, because she initially wanted to paint the baby’s room hot pink, it’s also perfect for me because it’s a stash-busting gift knit. Rock!
Now to find aloe, or lidocaine, or hydrocortisone cream, or cider vinegar to soothe the burning burny-ness of my burnified skin.