hand eye crafts

Closing Shop

2007-01-04T21:12:00.000-05:00

Due to circumstances beyond my control, and totally beyond my comprehension, my Blogger blog is only sporadically available to me now. Following the lead of The Fearless Roxanne, I am moving this blog to WordPad. It's sad to me, really --- I don't think I'll be able to set things up quite the same over there. I'll miss my pictures of Rickman and House especially.

So, join me at www.handeyecrafts.wordpress.com. When and if I can, I may throw an entry your way here, too.

Easier Than Weird

2007-01-01T20:48:00.000-05:00

Melanie tagged me with the " Six Weird Things" meme that's making the rounds now --- I can only think of two things I would define as "weird" about myself. Does not finding yourself weird count as weird?

At any rate, that one will have to wait.

She has also, though, challenged me to come up with 10 things I love, each of which must begin with the first letter of the first name of my first grade teacher. That was Louise Polk, at Glencliff Elementary School, so I am tickled to be able to start with:

1) Lincoln --- Love, adore, worship. Practically every list I'm ever asked to make begins with him. My idol and my hero.

2) Lions --- Graceful, dignified, proud, comic, beautiful. What's not to love?

3) Lobster --- As in to eat. With drawn butter. Couldn't ever choose a live one out of a tank and send it to its watery doom, but if it's prepared outside my vision, I can deal.

4) Laughing --- Mostly, I love the sound of my children really finding something truly funny, but I enjoy a gut-busting laugh, too.

5) Libraries --- The quiet. The out-of-the-way places where you can hide and concentrate. Or daydream. All those books, any of which can come home with you. . .

6) Letters --- Writing them as well as receiving them. There is such divine pleasure in opening a mailbox to find something someone else, far away. composed themselves, addressed themselves, posted themselves. Thank goodness there are still people in the world who share my love of the non-form-letter.

7) Lasagna --- Especially my mother's. You get an occasional bite of the edge, where everything is crunchy, but not burned, or that perfect noodle with mostly cheese and meat, and just enough sauce to hold the tastes together. Aaaaahhhh. . .

8) Linebackers --- If you don't watch football, this won't matter to you. But I love linebackers. Middle ones especially. 'Backers are usually uniquely intense, and play the entire field, and make crunching hits. My all-time favorite pro football player is/was a linebacker: Jack Lambert. Yes, he played middle.

9) Lavalieres --- Necklaces I like long. Really long. (Although I always wear a regular-length pendant Daddy gave me.) Thanks to my son's theater obsession, I learned this word for long necklaces from "Chicago." See? Entertainment and education needn't be mutually exclusive.

10) Left-handedness --- Yeah, yeah. If you've been reading this blog long enough, you know the drill.

Now, I am supposed to give you (yes, you!) a letter of the alphabet to use for your List of Ten. Let's see. . . How 'bout you pick the middle letter of your middle name?

Huzzahs

2006-12-30T10:25:00.000-05:00

To Mr. Laurie, here, for being awarded an Order of the British Empire. Don't think we can call him "Sir" yet --- that's a knighthood, if I'm not mistaken. Can you keep moving up the chain once you're on it?

Speaking of which, why isn't Rickman in this deal? Hello? Queen Elizabeth?

And what has happened to my Anderson Cooper button? Does anybody out there see it? All I've got is one of those disappointing red x's.

Knitting finally on track here. There was a time when I wouldn't knit in front of my mother --- how weird (man, I miss my thesaurus. . . ) is that? But now I don't care. I've finished a gauntlet out of the yellow and black sock yarn my Secret Pal sent me a while back, and I've made a couple more squares for the quilt. Sundays are my days to put them together, so I'll see if I can add to my total tomorrow.

The plan is to go back to Athens on Monday, but the weather is looking horrid. We really could wait until Tuesday if absolutely necessary, but I'd rather bug out early. Don't know if I'll be back to you before then, and I don't know when the computer at home will be repaired, but I'll be in touch as I can be.

Be careful and sane with your New Year's celebrations, and thank all of you for your friendships and inspiration in 2006.

Hooray for Tennessee!

2006-12-29T09:44:00.000-05:00

'Cause I just love it anyway, but, right now, it's giving me a chance to catch up with all of your blogs (Shannon, darling, those hands!), read some e-mails and finally post again.

We had a nice drive up --- traffic was steady, but not overwhelming. Most of the problems were on the other side of the Interstate, including a vehicle fire. The weather is chilly, but clear. Our Christmas-gift-opening was lots of fun: Briton and Hannah got several more things which had been on their lists, Mama seemed truly happy with her things, and I got some lovely goodies. Yesterday, we shopped a wee bit, today we'll probably shop a wee bit more, then hit one of the fine eateries here tonight.

At the end of last year, I bought an English knitting magazine which came with a little diary. (The new one is on the stands now.) I decided I'd keep track of what I knit during the year. Well, the other day, I went back through and tallied everything up --- I completed 141 projects! I was stunned that the number was that high. Granted, so very much of that is scarves or washcloths --- things that take very little time. But there are also sweaters and afghans and socks (which take some time for me, OK? As Rox says, don't judge.) Though I spend every free minute possible with needles in hand, and there are times when my hands almost literally itch to knit, it's still a little difficult to imagine that I got that much knitting done.

I don't think I'll keep such a record in '07. You've seen how competitive I can be. Even with myself. (The final Rox vs. Kim Scarf Throwdown for me was 14. The last one was an angora chevron stripe in gold and black. Vanderbilt colors bought here the last time we were in town.)

Looks like we'll be staying here through the 1st. A day of re-acclimation on the 2nd, then back to school on the 3rd (kiddos) and 4th (me.) Hope each and every one of you has a safe, sane New Year's Eve. . .

A Christmas Miracle

2006-12-25T16:45:00.000-05:00

Not only did we get all of us in the frame with the self-timer, but the computer and Blogger are allowing me to upload this picture!

MERRY CHRISTMAS FROM OUR HOUSE, OUR DOGS* AND US TO YOU!

*Cats exist separately.

2006-12-22T11:48:00.000-05:00

For all my grousing about this town during football season, it is a good place to be if your computer breaks down. When the students have all gone home. Because you're likely to be able to find a free machine in a cafe or a library somewhere. This allows you to read over 100 e-mails received during the Breakdown Week, and also allows you to catch up with favorite people on favorite blogs.

It doesn't, however, allow you to upload personal photos, nor access materials you will need for school's reopening. The first is troublesome, the second a far-distant problem that I will ignore until positively forced to face it.

How is everyone? You all read as though holiday plans and schemes are humming along nicely. I've a little wrapping to do yet, but the shopping has ceased. More out of lack of funds than full completion of the mission.

It is raining here today, our part of the snowstorm which has trapped some friends of Briton's and Hannah's in Denver after a ski trip. Phone calls have been flying back and forth, text messages heralding even a slight break in the cloud cover. At first, it was sort of an adventure, I think, but it's just a pain now. Especially since one of the girls may be stuck in the airport for her 18th birthday.

I have finished the 13th scarf, and am maybe a third of the way through #14. I'm also making Mason-Dixon squares like mad. I figured out that I'd need 56 big ones (each made of 4 small ones) to cover my queen-size bed. Trouble is, I don't like the sound nor the "feel" of the number 56. "48" is infinitely more to my liking. So I will probably go with that. As of today, I have 12 big squares complete.

Today is our magnificent Jessie's 10th birthday. Wish to death I could put a picture of her here --- she truly deserves it. She is a great dog. And we love her to no end.

Don't know when I'll get back. Maybe not 'til the library in Tennessee. But I'll do what I can to stay in touch.

HAPPY HOLIDAYS to everyone!!!

Don't Even Ask

2006-12-20T11:28:00.000-05:00

Our computer has serious issues. I am only with you right now through a combination of spit, Band-Aids, rubber bands and prayer. I'm not sure how often I'll be able to be with you until we can get this thing properly repaired.

Thanks to all who have sent thoughts and gifts and cards. Special thanks to my Secret Pal for the dreamy purple banana silk yarn, which is almost a complete collar scarf. (Which will be #13, Roxanne. With #14 on another pair of needles. That may be the end of my output for the stretch of time you've laid out.)

We're finished with every single obligation as of today. Nothing to do but sit around and wait for Sunday night. . .

Holiday Bounty

2006-12-16T11:48:00.000-05:00

Numbers Eleven and Twelve. Rox admits being overcome with awe and jealousy. I may well have ruined her holidays. She can't even blog anymore.

(Which may actually be a clever ploy on her part. . . Kansans are universally admired and feared for their stealth.)

This horribly blurry photo is of a magnificent lion and lamb ornament sent to me by the even more magnificent Melanie. And yesterday, I was gifted with beautiful stitch markers from her. Those would not photograph at all, so let me just say that there is one set of beads with Japanese scenery and calligraphy, and one set of lion-shaped beads. Extraordinary!
Then, today, this came. Well, the hat part. The daughter and the cat I had already. This amazing felt number is from the gracious and generous Jo. Hannah, who has always been a hat person, models, while Gable got "lovingly pulled" into the shot. Jo also included a box of gourmet lollipops, some of which might make it to Monday.

Thank you, my friends!

2006-12-15T11:24:00.000-05:00

A VERY, VERY HAPPY HANUKKAH . . .

AND SHALOM.

Photo Time

2006-12-13T09:49:00.000-05:00

This is the previously discussed handkerchief angel tree topper. Told you it's prettier than it sounds: all lacy and baby's-breath-y. And this year, there are lights underneath it, which gives it a nice glow.

My darling best friend, Lisa, with whom I lived for 3 years, and whom I've known since (my right hand) Kindergarten, sent us a box of goodies. She insists that they aren't Christmas presents, but they certainly evoked Christmas-like delight:

Briton checks out the booklet from his "Grey Gardens" soundtrack;

my lion/lamb love got a significant boost (oh, she knows me so well. . .);

Miss Hannah (who adores Lisa, and shares many of her tastes), thrills to her David Duchovny "X-Files" action figure (between you and me, I'm surprised Lisa could let this go. . .)

My contributions to the Rox Challenge: 7 scarves here, 3 already Christmas-gifted, 1 just about ready to come off the needles.

I believe that's double digits. What's the count in Kansas?

Clarifications

2006-12-11T14:30:00.000-05:00

Thank you for all the nice compliments on our tree --- it is especially pretty this year. Melanie wondered
where all the lions were. Well, here are three! They're scattered all about the tree, trust me.

Oh --- and you wanted to see the handerkechief angel, too, didn't you, Melanie? I'll try to post that next time.

For those who are scratching their heads about the previous post --- let me assure you that I love Roxanne. Well, as much as you can love someone whom you've never met, nor even spoken to. (Though I have talked to her husband, and he is very nice.) Rox cracks me up, supports me, does all the things a good blogfriend should do. Yet, somehow, the two of us are viciously, violently competitive. Whether its our taste in men, or a casual wondering about how many scarves could be knit by Christmas. No hostility, I promise. Just fierce convictions on both sides that the other will be left in the dust.

In the most friendly, loving way.

My output pictures soon.

2006-12-09T10:14:00.000-05:00

Dear Rox,

I was going the quiet, humble route.

Then you jump all up in my face. Jump ugly.

Bring it.

Kim

2006-12-08T23:19:00.000-05:00

Before.

During.
After.

Let the gift-wrapping begin!

A Swap is Not Just A Swap

2006-12-06T18:17:00.000-05:00

Signing up for a Christmas ornament swap, one expects to receive a lovely little bell, or a delicately beaded treasure to sparkle amidst the tree lights. You certainly don't expect a teddy bear with a complete wardrobe! And yet, that's just exactly what Teresa sent me for the Knit the Classics holiday ornament swap.

The bear (as yet unnamed) arrived in angel gear, but can also don a Santa suit (complete with bag) or a sporty turtleneck for those winter get-togethers. This was a delightful surprise, and, if I'm not extremely careful, will most assuredly wind up in the possession of my stuffed animal-crazed daughter.

Thanks, Teresa! May you be royally gifted in return!

Sundry and Various

2006-12-05T08:21:00.000-05:00

A teacher's weekend, near the end of Fall Quarter (really nice teacup courtesy of local Goodwill store, thank you very much):
Secret Pal, that wonderfully soft Rumor yarn you sent me? The yarn I thought would make a delightful scarf? It made a much more delightful little cardigan/shrug, don't you think?
The reasons no one dares threaten our homestead:
Things here are OK.

It Was a Good Mail Day

2006-12-01T18:34:00.000-05:00

Look what Postman Jim brought me yesterday! (Yes, that is his name, and, yes, he does look a wee bit like Santa.)

This is from my International Scarf Exchange partner, Amy J. Loads of beautiful Australian scenery, sent in an appropriately beautiful scenic air mail envelope! Thanks, Amy!
Then, from my Secret Pal, FybrGrrl, a long-coveted book and two skeins of sock yarn in Vanderbilt's colors! How awesome is that? She's a Texan (by residence, at the very least), and it may have galled her to buy something not burnt orange and white, but I am deeply appreciative. Don't know what I'll whip up with it --- seems a shame to make socks which will be mostly hidden. Maybe some wristwarmers and a scarf? Stay tuned.

Knittus Interruptus

2006-11-29T18:36:00.000-05:00

On the theoretical level, waiting rooms and parking lots should be splendid knitting locations. Just sitting for stretches of time should give one many completed rows, many projects near completion.

What I have found, though, in the last several days, is that, while many rows are, indeed, completed while one sits and waits, very few of those rows will actually be in pattern, or knit very well. Unravelling should be a competitive sport.

So, I haven't gotten as much knitting done (in the "finished" sense) lately, not because I haven't had opportunities, but because my mind has been other places. But, I am hoping that curve, along with a host of others, is beginning to move upwards again.

As per our day-after-Thanksgiving tradition, our Christmas decorations are now up. We will probably get the family tree this weekend, but the tree on the back porch, and the trees for each of our bedrooms are up and trimmed. This, of course, is my tree --- as if the lions and lambs, Yoda and Secretariat weren't screaming my name.

Help from Melanie

2006-11-25T19:28:00.000-05:00

The singular Melanie has been a source of comfort and support in these recent days*, and she has posted this meme on her excellent blog. The answers to these questions will surely raise one's spirits!
1. Egg Nog or Hot Chocolate? Frankly, I'm a fan of both!
2. Does Santa wrap presents or just set them under the tree? Santa's presents are not wrapped --- that's how you know they're from him.
3. Colored lights on tree/house or white? Actually, I prefer blue lights on the tree. But between colors and white, most definitely white.
4. Do you hang mistletoe? No. Never have.
5. When do you put up your decorations? The day after Thanksgiving. A family tradition.
6. What is your favorite holiday dish (excluding dessert)? Pecan-topped mashed sweet potatoes.
7. Favorite Holiday memory as a child? One Christmas was actually white, and outside our house, in the snow, were two sets of footprints: one from a pair of large boots, the other a set of dainty hooves with an "R."
8. When and how did you learn the truth about Santa? Doesn't everyone know the truth? He's a great guy!!
9. Do you open a gift on Christmas Eve? Yes --- everyone gets to open just one.
10. What kind of decorations are on your Christmas Tree? The aforementioned blue lights, and ornaments of all types. Bought, made, received, some from my childhood. Every year, we get one new ornament for the "family tree," and we each get one for the trees we have in our rooms.
11. Snow! Love it or Dread? Love, loVE, LOVE!! (As a Southerner, I've never had enough to grow weary of it.).
12. Can you ice skate? No way. I can't even roller skate.
13. Do you remember your favorite gift? A drum set.
14. What's the most important thing about the Holidays for you? The sheer joy it awakens in my children.
15. What is your favorite Holiday Dessert? My Aunt Louise's green Jell-o salad.
16 What is your favorite holiday tradition? Going to a live Nativity Scene on Christmas Eve.
17. What tops your tree? An angel made from handkerchiefs. (Which doesn't sound very pretty, but actually is.)
18. What is your favourite holiday book? Something I read to my children when they were little; I'd have to look. . .
19. What is your favorite Christmas Song? Traditional: "O, Holy Night." Modern: "Please Come Home for Christmas." And I have to mention Aaron Neville's "Louisiana Christmas Day," which is the only holiday song I can, and do, listen to year-round.
20. Candy Canes! Yuck or Yummy? Yummy!

*Shannon and Rox have also been, well, rocks. And thanks to every other one of you who has been concerned.

OK, Universe . .

2006-11-22T10:43:00.000-05:00

I get it.

When you go after my children, you are coming after me.

Uncle.

Hey, Universe. . .

2006-11-18T22:36:00.000-05:00

You want to run some sanity-testing, back-breaking experiment on somebody, come see me.

Leave my children alone.

Whither the Muse?

2006-11-14T18:10:00.000-05:00

I've no idea why I haven't been blogging of late. Just uninspired, I suppose. Not sad or brooding or anything nearly so dramatic --- it's just that, when I've sat down to imagine something to say, nothing interesting has come to mind.

This despite having received a terrific Boo-ty Swap package from Benita in Canada, which included THE most delicious chocolate and hazelnut bar I've ever tasted. And a Swap-Bot package with a very pretty crocheted dishcloth, a hand care set and adorable postcard. I even talked on the phone with Jade for a nice long while Sunday. (She's coming close to us this weekend, you know. We will meet, and continue gossiping viciously about Kansans.)

Knitting continues, Christmas shopping has begun --- things are going along rather smoothly. Simply no pretty words nor turn of phrase with which to charm you all.

Review

2006-11-11T19:11:00.000-05:00

Teddy Joe Neeley, I'm sure you aren't reading my blog, but, on the off chance that someone near you, or near your ear, is, you are phenomenal. Thank you for sharing your farewell with little ol' Athens, and for still being a real rock singer.

If any of you are so inclined, and if this company of "Superstar" is going to be performing anywhere close to you, go see. It's a night well-spent.

Oh, Snap!

2006-11-09T17:46:00.000-05:00

Tonight is a night of theater for my son and me. "Jesus Christ, Superstar" is in town, with the one and only Ted Neeley in the title role, as he was in the film (right.) Hannah, not interested in this little bit of acting history, opted to go to a friend's house for the evening. But Briton and I are pretty psyched --- he especially. For reasons that are really not mine to disclose, this musical, and Neeley's portrayal in the film are very, very dear to him.

Each quarter, I build into the class schedule what I call a "Mental Health Day." A day when class is cancelled so that we can all catch our breath, take a break from each other, whatever. Today was that day. I forced myself to dress and go out, else I probably would have spent the entire day asleep. Got some Christmas shopping done as the result of a long, unhurried walk through Barnes & Noble, got some tremendous clearance deals at Old Navy --- quite productive.

Speaking of which. . . Rox, I've gotten two scarves finished. I thought I was stronger than your throwdown, but my competitive spirit wouldn't be reined in. This is on now, too, along with the ongoing.

So. . .

2006-11-07T20:22:00.000-05:00

Two dear friends have met in person, and come out unscathed. Couldn't be happier. I'm next up!

Does This Happen to Anyone Else?

2006-11-04T18:32:00.000-05:00

Does anyone else find themselves on the floor because an animal has usurped their chair?

At any rate, I've been doing a lot of little things knitting: wristwarmers and tea cozies and armbands for iPods/cell phones, mitred squares, dishcloths. But today, I cast on some real knitting: an actual sweater! Do I remember how to construct an actual garment? Time will tell.

And this is despite someone issuing a catty scarf challenge. Oh, I'm tempted. Really, I am. But other fish to fry just now.

Hugh Roarie is keeping me very good company, and has fit in very nicely with the other lions. It wasn't too clear in the photo, but on the jeans bag is a button of HR's namesake. Hannah and I bought a button-making kit a while back, and I made one of him, one of a lion, and one of Katharine Hepburn. That's all I was able to make, as she pretty much hoarded all the other materials for herself.

Trips to Michael's and Hobby Lobby this afternoon for Ornamental 2 materiele. Have a couple of ideas, but won't do anything for certain until I get my match and see what stated tastes are. I've got a dishcloth swap going on right now, and then Ornamental, and then done. I think.

2006-11-02T22:40:00.000-05:00

Feel the Yarn, Feel the Yarn. . .

2006-11-01T20:17:00.000-05:00

I am sitting here working on a hat, and it is such a good thing that this yarn (a thick and thin, fuzzy type) feels wonderful slipping through my fingers. Because otherwise, I might lose it. I have been trying since yesterday to upload pictures of things. Yes, we're all tired of hearing griping about Blogger. But, honestly, without room in our budget to pay for a blog, where else can I go?

My Secret Pal, Fybr Grrl, sent me a package that arrived over the weekend, with note pads (love blank paper!), yarn that will make a superb scarf, and a Lantern Moon sheep-shaped door mat! Completely awesome. And the box was all decorated with sheep and yarn and needles. . . Very cute! The littlest of our cats, Lily, has completely claimed the mat as her own.

Thanks, by the way, to all who commented on Master Gable yesterday. That's one of the catnip ghosts that Jade sent a while back.

Hannah and I went shopping the other day, and gave in to our mutual weakness for stuffed animals. She got a polar bear, I got --- surprise! --- another lion. (Four baskets full just isn't enough. . .) Hers were christened "JM Bearie." Get it? The Peter Pan guy? Well, I wasn't going to be outdone. So I thought and thought, and finally came up with

wait for it. . .

remember, this is a lion . . .

just a smooch longer. . .

Hugh Roarie.

2006-10-31T07:03:00.000-05:00

HAPPY HALLOWEEN TO YOU ALL

Isn't It Ironic?

2006-10-28T10:20:00.000-04:00

Finally, I get Blogger to accept my humble photgraphs. First, a couple of completed mitre-square blocks (sort of intentionally blurry, so you won't see how unvacuumed the carpet is. . .):
Then, the still hard-to-believe bounty from Carrie:

Why is this ironic, you ask? Because another package from her arrived yesterday!!!! (Carrie, honey, you've got to stop this --- don't you have other expenses? Bills that need to be paid? Something? This is so very entirely too much.) It's a little trinket box in the shape of a curled-up sleeping cat. I collect figuries of cats curled into little balls, and had this, like the things above, on my Amazon list. I'll take a picture of it, and maybe you'll be able to see it by Thanksgiving. (!)

Got word that my International Scarf Exchange package made it to its destination: Australia. I was paired up with Amy J., who has proved to be an utter delight. Looking forward to deepening that friendship.

My ISE scarf hasn't arrived, nor has my Funky Scarf Swap one. Can't be greedy, though, nor impatient. It's only this week really become scarf weather here. Yesterday's gray rain has given way to gray wind today --- the errands I must run today will be done in sweater AND scarf.

How's everyone else?

2006-10-27T12:35:00.000-04:00

Trying this to see if Blogger will upload anything. I've been trying for the last 2 hours to get my pictures up. . . I've been trying for the last hour and 45 minutes not to swear. . .

This is sort of how I'll be knitting today: by a cozy lamp. It's a gray, rainy day outside, and the warm glow that only table lamps can produce is especially lovely on days like this.

Haven't mentioned that Karen is working on a banner / button combo for me. I'm anxious to see what she comes up with --- she's very talented and very generous to do this for me.

Goodness!

2006-10-26T19:16:00.000-04:00

Though it is doing its dead-level best to vex me, I am not going to allow Blogger to spoil my bad mood. For two days, it has refused to upload my photographs, and I have some marvelous things to show.

First of all, the unimaginably generous Carrie sent me three items off my Amazon wish list, covering a span of two days. THREE things --- one of which is a major coffee table book (It's a Zoo Out There)! Plus, the DVD of "Off the Map," a movie she and I both like, and a copy of Not Just Socks! Can you believe it? Thanks, thanks, and thanks again, Carrie. I am just about speechless.

Second, the one-act play that Hannah had a speaking part in has been chosen for a competition next week.

Third, Briton has been awarded two Senior Superlatives: Most Individual and Most Likely to Be Famous.

Fourth, I am besotted with these Mason-Dixon mitered cotton squares. (Had a picture of them, too. . .) I realized the other day that, as much as I enjoy making them, it's the sewing together that is the most fun.

I am currently working on some very enjoyable projects: a scarf out of baby silk, some wristwarmers for someone in a state even more southerly than this one, and a tea cozy.

My children are out of school tomorrow, as, incredibly, the county shuts down for the Georgia-Florida football game. Though it is an insane, and misguided, reason for closing school, I am glad that we can all sleep in in the morning, and spend some leisure time together.

And Hugh Laurie is hosting this week's "Satuday Night Live"!

Goodness!

Better

2006-10-23T16:24:00.000-04:00

After much breathing in of steam, and many doses of cough syrup with codeine, I was back at school today. My voice began to weaken about a third of the way through the second class, but I managed to finish. Only to come home and fall dead asleep. It takes forever to rebuild your stamina after one of these things, you know it?

In the midst of the Chest Cold from Hell (and Its sidekick Throat Infection of Doom), I received a great Knitters' Tea Swap package from Emily, which Blogger has only allowed me one upload of. (At the KTS site.) Luscious teas and edibles, and even luscious-er yarns. How she intuited that I was beginning to want to knit socks again, I don't know, but she presented me with my first-ever skein of Trekking. She also sent a skein of Irish baby yarn that is indescribably soft and calming. As usual, I was matched to a very thoughtful person, who I sincerely hope will become a friend.

Briton's birthday went well. I wasn't feeling a bit good, but played along for his sake. Some of his friends came over, and we all went out to eat, then came back here for cake and hanging out. The plays were off that night, as there was a football game, so he was able to fully relax and enjoy. Thanks to all of you who wished him well!

On Saturday, he awoke with The Symptoms. Yes I'm afraid I gave him what I had. (Guess it's Hannah's turn next.) He worked on his voice and his throat all day, and did go on that night. Here he is (second from left, short-sleeved shirt) with his "Black Comedy" castmates. Theirs was the last one-act on the program, and, if I do say so myself, rightly so. They were all funny as they could be.

Son

2006-10-20T15:09:00.000-04:00

One of the things sociology teaches you is that there are not necessarily any absolutes. There are social constructions, which people accept as absolutes, as Truths, but they are fairly arbitrary and could, if agreed upon, be changed at a moment's notice.

Turning 18 is one of those. There isn't any real reason why having breathed and had a pulse for 18 years should give you any sort of rights other breathing, pulsed beings don't have. But, once upon a time, someone decided that 18 would be a threshhold into adulthood. It would be the point at which legal reliance on one's parents stopped, and all the joys and pitfalls of standing on one's own two feet would be thrust upon you.

My son is 18 today.

He has long since been quite mature. When his dad died, I stopped many a person (including my own Daddy) in mid-sentence when they started to say, "You'll have to be the man of the house now." Uh-uh. He was nine. He didn't have to be anything but nine.

But he has always thought, always pondered, always cared, always empathized, always weighed. He's always had manners (the hospice nurse, on speaking with him on the phone, would gush, "He sounds so growny!") He's always been smart and verbal and wickedly funny. He's a whiz at voices, and might, were there such a competition, be crowned The Most Exasperating Older Brother of All Time (were his sister on the judging panel.)

He was, at first, due on September 24th. That got moved to October 5th. Which came and went. As did over a dozen additional days. He did not respond to labor-inducing drugs, but, on the night that Kurt Gibson hit the home run that made the Dodgers win the 1988 World Series (go ahead, look it up. If I'm wrong, remember I was heavy with child at the time!), he sent me into labor at 12:32 am. Thirteen hours and two minutes later, there he was. Big : 9 pounds, 10 ounces. Named for both his grandfathers. Our son.

His father could never have known that his driving passion would become acting. He didn't know it himself until a few years ago. His father has missed him growing up and past me, going on dates, cracking jokes, being the family's moral compass. I've had those privileges. And I know he doesn't like the idea of blogging, and I know --- and have said here --- that he doesn't like his picture posted, but he, even at Legal Age, can't stop me from telling people about him. Can't stop me from saying I've been crazy in love with him every minute of his life, and crazy proud of him, too. Absolutely.

Happy Birthday, Briton.

2006-10-19T15:06:00.000-04:00

Slept with a coat of Origins vaporizing balm on my chest, and a heating pad atop that. Woke sneezing and coughing and blowing --- maybe I worked some of the gunk in my lungs loose. Still no voice, and still a sore throat, but am breathing as much steam as I can. I remember the days when I kind of liked being sick. . . That was before I was a mom, and had to keep going no matter what.

The children's plays opened last night. It's a series of one-acts --- they are each in two. Hannah has lines in one, Briton is a main character in one, and they are both crowd members in a third. Wish to goodness I had felt better, as there were my two babies, together, on stage. Don't know if I'll get the chance again, as Hannah is very disenchanted with long, long, long nights of rehearsals. But they were both as excited as could be last night, and it has been fun listening to them really share this experience. They're up again tonight, but I won't go. Can't. Shouldn't. Will return for the close on Saturday.

Thanks for your birthday wishes for Briton. I croaked to him this morning that he had a little over 24 hours to go where he legally had to obey me. I cannot believe this child is 18. Just can't believe it. May get all sappy and compose an ode or something for him tomorrow.

Thanks, too, for your get wells. Especially to my Secret Pal spoiler, Fybr Grrl. It looks like I've got another good one this go-round. She seems enthusiastic and funny and friendly. I've sent a couple of thngs to my spoilee, without response, but, people do have lives. It's still well worth the involvement.

A Mountain of Molehilly Things

2006-10-17T11:25:00.000-04:00

It is raining, and the two small spots on our ceilings, indications that there is a roof leak, are growing.

It's not warm anymore, and our downstairs heating unit isn't blowing hot air.

I am coughing, headachey, my arms and legs are sore, my hip and shoulder joints are hurting, my throat is sore, I'm bone tired. . . Need more symptoms?

Beautiful catalogs are coming daily, with dozens of ideas for the many magnificent friends I've made via knitting, but, alas, the coffers are so nearly empty. And with a leaky roof, and a broken heater, how will I ever treat them to the surprises they truly deserve?

Children are exhausted, from 2 weeks of late nights at play rehearsals. Thankfully, the show goes up tomorrow night. They are extremely testy. Shows tomorrow, Thursday and Saturday.

Briton turns 18 Friday, and I don't feel like I've made any plans for him that match the importance of the day.

I don't feel like making any plans. Just drinking cough syrup and slathering my chest with something smelly and going to bed with a heating pad.

Weekends

2006-10-16T08:33:00.000-04:00

A particularly nice couple of days for Nashville-based football fans, as Vanderbilt rolled into Athens and beat UGA on Saturday, then the Titans finally won a game yesterday.

Nice when one receives the new Vanity Fair, and on the cover is the terminally delicious George Clooney. But, just as nice, inside are several "story-lets" about Nashville, including discussions of places quite familiar to one. And the nicest, a sensational photo of The Queen of All Things, Emmylou Harris. She is seen with Lyle Lovett, whom I quite fancy, Rosanne Cash, whom I like, and Dwight Yoakam, who does the best cover of "Ring of Fire" I have ever heard.

Were it possible for me to be Personal Knitter to anyone famous, it would have to be Emmylou. Anything knittable, she could wear. And you would almost have to be a personal knitter for a woman, given the relatively narrow range of knittable garments for men. I mean, how many scarves could I make for Alan before he said to me, in that knee-buckling voice, "So sorry, Kim, time for you to move on now."

Course, I could move right through My List, couldn't I?

Rox, what could you make for Island boy, huh? At least the men I think are sexy occasionally go where it's cold. Anderson Cooper, on location, in one of my sweaters. Sam Elliott, riding fence, in some gloves.

Who says knitting doesn't make you think?

Some Days, You Just Gotta Bust Out Smiling

2006-10-14T19:52:00.000-04:00

This would be one of those days.
How 'Bout Them 'Dores?

More Friends, More Spoiling

2006-10-13T17:34:00.000-04:00

The ever-surprising, always-generous Jade has come through with another tremendous gift for this house: a plastic Halloween pumpkin chock-full of Halloween treats. Loads of things in threes (candy, stickers, pencils, etc., etc., etc.) for the humans, unspeakably cute Halloween bandanas for Rupert and Jessie and over-the-top-adorable felt catnip ghosts for Gable, Erin and Lily. Who thinks about taking the time to make --- MAKE --- things for someone else's pets?

Jade.

That's all I'm saying.

And, along the Halloween color-theme: here are the fingerless mitts I got from my Swap-Bot experience. (Note the green nail polish. Garish with these, but it did match what I had worn to work that day.)

Children rehearsing deep into each night. Also having
rehearsals this weekend. Lots of alone time for moi. Not complaining, except for their lack of sufficient sleep, and corresponding surliness.

So. . .

2006-10-12T19:45:00.000-04:00

. . .have you gotten a package from Australia recently?

Didn't think so.

The gracious Stripey Tiger, via the Dishcloth Shuffle, sent me some fabulous goodies all the way from Down Under.

A pretty croceted dishcloth, along with Australian botanicals shower gel.
A pretty blue and ecru cloth, with my favorite thing, an echidna coaster. Look at him! Could he possibly be any cuter?

And what swap is complete without yarn? Some colorful Sugar 'n' Cream, and some honest-to-goodness Australian cotton. Thank you, Stripey! It's been a sheer pleasure.

(Oh, yeah, there were candies, for myself and my offspring. Gone like smoke.)

Nothing to Show

2006-10-10T16:29:00.000-04:00

Though I've been knitting away, I've no ability to successfully upload pictures of my work, so, you'll just have to take my word for it.

A pair of socks, three pair of mittens, I've-lost-count-of-how-many mitred squares, and, most freeing of all, the ISE scarf, are all off the needles. I'll be packing up the scarf, along with a few other goodies, to send to my delightful Australian (yes, another Aussie) ISE match. Too, I've just about finished putting together my Boo-ty Swap parcel, so there's a trip to the Post Office in my not-too-distant future.

Received a couple of Swap-Bot swap packages since I last wrote. A gorgeous pair of wool fingerless mitts in predominantly purple yarn. And a box full of hot chocolate mix and sock yarns, one ready to go, one undyed and accompanied by several packs of Kool-Aid to color myself! Great thanks to Sissie and Vanessa!

One more swap note, The Notorious R.O.X. is hosting Ornamental 2 this year --- go on over and sign up. It's tremendous fun; you get to see the craftwork of extraordinarily talented people. It's how we met Jade. (I must say "we," because Hannah considers her a friend as well.)

School is rolling along. I'm ignoring a stack of tests to my right which need to be graded. Both kiddos are at play rehearsal this afternoon; the show goes up next week.

What's new with you?

Secret Pal Answers

2006-10-08T20:11:00.000-04:00

1. What is/are your favorite yarn/s to knit with? What fibers do you absolutely *not* like? I am recklessly enamored of banana silk, and, through previous SPs, have also fallen for Berrocco's Ultra Alpaca. But I don't expect anyone to go outside their budget just to impress. I am no yarn snob, by any stretch of the imagination. If you can knit with it, I like it.
2. What do you use to store your needles/hooks in? I have a glass vase for my taller needles, and a pottery piece for the shorter ones.
3. How long have you been knitting & how did you learn? I've been knitting for 18 years or so. My mother taught me. She had tried when I was much younger, but I refused to learn, thinking knitting was so uncool. I kick myself over all the years I missed because of my attitude. Would you consider your skill level to be beginner, intermediate or advanced? Until I can knit with DPNs, and do intarisa, I'm an intermediate
4. Do you have an Amazon or other online wish list? Yes, I have one on Amazon. (Linking is failing me now.)
5. What's your favorite scent? (for candles, bath products, etc.) Gardenia.
6. Do you have a sweet tooth? Favorite candy? Caramel, toffee, shortbread --- always in the mood for them. Chocolate cravings come and go.
7. What other crafts or Do-It-Yourself things do you like to do? Only occasionally do I paint/decorate/decoupage wooden serving trays. Do you spin? No, I don't.
8. What kind of music do you like? I like harmony (Bee Gees, Blind Boys of Alabama), blues (Bessie Smith, Delbert McClinton).Can your computer/stereo play MP3s? (if your buddy wants to make you a CD) No, still fairly old-school here.
9. What's your favorite color(s)? All shades of purple. I also like warm blues and rich, earthy browns. Grays. Any colors you just can't stand? Orange. No way.
10. What is your family situation? A widow of 8 years with 2 teenaged children. Do you have any pets? Can't imagine life wihtout them! Two dogs, three cats, one Siamese fighting fish.
11. Do you wear scarves, hats, mittens or ponchos? Yes to all four, though I have a pretty big (as in hard-to-fit) head.
12. What is/are your favorite item/s to knit? Fingerless mitts. But any combination of good yarn and an interesting pattern is a joy.
13. What are you knitting right now? Mittens, a scarf and mitred cotton squares (ala' Mason-Dixon Knitting).
14. Do you like to receive handmade gifts? Absolutely.
15. Do you prefer straight or circular needles? Straights. Bamboo, aluminum, plastic? Plastics always break on me. I do like the new lucite ones.
16. Do you own a yarn winder and/or swift? No, I don't. They're too pricey. Plus, winding the balls myself is part of my process.
17. How old is your oldest UFO? I don't keep them around. I either finish or unravel.
18. What is your favorite holiday? Christmas, most especially Christmas Eve.
19. Is there anything that you collect? Loads! Lions, Yodas, Fozzie Bears, lion and lamb anything, Nativity scenes, life masks.
20. Any books, yarns, needles or patterns out there you are dying to get your hands on? I want the Rosner Not Just Socks books, and the one with Andean Treasures in the title. (Sorry, I'm blanking. . .) What knitting magazine subscriptions do you have? None anymore. I like going to bookstores too much.
21. Are there any new techniques you'd like to learn? I desperately need to learn to knit with more than one color.
22. Are you a sock knitter? Yes indeed. Usually on straights, but I can now do the two-circular-method. What are your foot measurements? About 10" from my freakishly long second toe to the back of my heel, and 8 1/2" around the ball of my foot.
23. When is your birthday? February 12th.

One of Those Days

2006-10-05T21:06:00.000-04:00

One of those days that found me wanting to just listen to sad music and be sullen. Don't know exactly why, really. And the children are certain that there must be A reason. . . And they're both asking and asking and asking, which only makes me withdraw more.

Lots of friends in bad spots now. You know who you are, and I hope you know I'm sending every good vibe your way.

The kind of day that, were it a picture of someone famous, might look like this.

Well, no --- more like this.

Huh?

2006-10-02T15:11:00.000-04:00

Just received a Priority Mail envelope full of beautiful yarns: purple and blue. From an obviously generous person in Missouri. The problem is, I don't know why! There's no note, no nothing with the yarn, and I can't think of a swap in which I am involved that required such a gift.

If you are the person who sent me this bounty, and you are reading this, could you drop me an e-mail and explain it to me? I am powerfully grateful --- you must understand that. But I'm at a total loss to explain my good fortune.

Hugh wonders, too.

Diagnosis

2006-09-30T21:25:00.000-04:00

Currently, I am afflicted with what many still euphemistically refer to as "Female Problems." Never took a Lamaze class, but for these cramps, I really need to know that breathing stuff.

So I am not much company, and I have not gotten much done today, save emptying the sink of dirty dishes. Thank goodness I did laundry yesterday. And mailed off two swap packages. Because today has been tea and all manner of pain dullers and sleeping.

(Alan is amused that some might consider him less sexy than, oh, say, anyone.)

2006-09-28T15:20:00.000-04:00

First week of school in the books. Leaving responsibilities behind for at least 3 days. . .

Am going to try like the devil to put myself to the ISE scarf. If I'd just work on it for more than 15 or 20 minutes at a time, it would be done in a flash. Also need to photograph some new things for the website that I've finished of late. I've made one pair of mitten for the Mongolian charity, and had enough yarn remaining to make a scarf. The knitting's going well.

This here?

This isn't over.

Life is Not So Good Now

2006-09-26T22:01:00.000-04:00

Parking lot at school. Student in a hurry. Rental car in my future.

2006-09-25T16:36:00.000-04:00

Okay --- lemme explain. Rox and I have a fairly wise-gal relationship; don't think that I've attacked a fellow blogger with malice. She just won't let herself see the Wonder that is Alan Rickman, number one, and, number two, she had the audacity after seeing the yellow baby hat to ask, incredulously, if I really did cables. I saw an ideal opportunity to bust her chops.

I'm still leaving Alan here for a few days.

Besides, I don't get her "Lost" guy.

A couple of you have commented on the Tracey Ullmann book --- I'm actually reading it, as opposed to simply drooling over the patterns. She is so brilliantly talented and wonderfully funny. She writes about double-pointeds, exhorting people to stay with them, even though they are "fiddly" at first. How perfect a word is "fiddly"?

The day I bought that book, I leafed through several others. Have any of you looked at Andean Inspired Knits? I'm not one for colorwork, but the shapes (and shapings) on these garments are beautiful. It may be my next buy.

Got an envelope of yarn today from Magic Mongolian Mittens, to whip up some charity scarves and mittens. It sounds like they're running out of donated yarn, so if you have some around that you could spare, this might be a good place to send it. I'm a little low myself, after the Scrap Afghan, but am going to try and send some skeins back with what I make.

Other than that, school starts tomorrow, "House" is on tomorrow night, the Dr. Pepper is cold in the fridge, and life is not too bad.

He's Ba-ack

2006-09-24T14:02:00.000-04:00

Alan Sidney Patrick Rickman once again graces the sidebar.

Why, you ask? Contact The Fearless Roxanne for your answer. In fact, rain questions down on her doubting head!

"You can cable?" indeed. . .

Fine, But Have You Been Knitting?

2006-09-23T17:52:00.000-04:00

Yes, smarty-hosen, I have been. This baby hat, for example. And this scarf, of which I'm pretty proud:

Using sock yarn for things other than socks is fun for me. (Why I need the Not Just Socks book. . .) This is made with one strand of KnitPicks Simply Stripes in Autumn and one of Dancing in Squaredance. The idea was to have a scarf you could tie a couple of different ways if you wanted, or let hang with the four lengths. The Fozzies seem to approve.

There are also a couple of other scarves that I can't show, because they're due for gifts. One is finished, one is languishing. You know those projects that simply don't excite you for some reason? The languishing one is one of those.

I am having fun making mitred squares ala' Mason-Dixon Knitting, using leftover dishcloth cottons. There will come a day, I hope, that I have enough of these to make a bedspread or something.

(And have I mentioned lately that I graduated from high school with Ann's brother? I remember her --- a couple of years behind us.)

Speaking of books, as if I needed more patterns, I bought the new knitting book by Tracey Ullman. Because, hel-LO, it's Tracey Ullman!! There are a couple of terrific patterns, most notably a bonnet/ribbed scarf that is somehow squealably adorable and very sophisticated at the same time.

Next in Line (after Jade)

2006-09-19T19:23:00.000-04:00

I've seen this on several other blogs, and wondered about what my answers would be. Now, having been meme'd by Jade, I can't run and hide any longer.
1. One book that changed your life: Hate to go academic/professional on you, but my knee-jerk answer to this is Erving Goffman's Asylums. It assured me that I had done well in choosing Sociology, and it put me on the scent of my Master's thesis.
2. One book that you’ve read more than once: Honestly, I don't re-read books for some reason. But I have gone to CS Lewis' On Grief twice. Unfortunately.
3. One book you’d want on a desert island: Cheating utterly here, but this is a book, after all --- I can't imagine life without a thesaurus.
4. One book that made you laugh: Talking to Dragons by Patricia Wrede. I bought it long ago for my son, who loved it, passed it on to me, and "Look what I found --- a whole lot of dwarves!" is still a gut-busting inside joke for the two of us.
5. One book that made you cry: Charlotte's Web by EB White. OK, this one I have read more than once, as it was a read-aloud for both my children. And I cried at the end both times.
6. One book that you wish had been written: A Lincoln autobiography.
7. One book that you wish had never been written: Oh, God save us from anyone who has been in the news for two or three days and thinks we want to read a "tell-all."
8. One book you’re currently reading: Not currently reading anything, but plan to start The Last Book in the Universe by Rodman Philbrick shortly. Then on to Hugh Laurie's The Gun Seller.
9. One book you’ve been meaning to read: Shelby Foote's Stars in Their Courses: The Gettysburg Campaign. Or any / all of his Civil War series.
10. Now tag five people: Melanie W., Craftlilly, Carrie "My-Middle-Name-is-Patience, Francoise and LibrarySarie.

Back in the Game

2006-09-15T15:14:00.000-04:00

Another UGA home game weekend, so another two days cloistered. After picking everyone up from school, we'll do a Blockbuster run, maybe pick up a few food items, settle in with our new mugs, and be set.

Speaking of the mugs, you might have noticed that I changed photos to the right. Replaced Rickman with Sam Neill. This was in deference to Rox, who is forever giving me a difficult time over my Rickman Lust. Hey, she sent the mugs. And yesterday was Mr. Neill's birthday.

The last couple of days, I've been working on the website. I've got it up and fairly running --- you can go take a peek if you like: handeyecrafts.com. I need to do something to shrink the gi-nor-huge photos, and list prices, but everything else is OK. I'm quite pleased with myself. This was a between-quarters goal accomplished.

My dishcloths are officially on their way to Australia. Next up is my ISE scarf, and I am having a devil of a time deciding on a pattern. The yarn was easy. But whatever to do with it?

This is Briton, with his friend Amy. They've been best buds since, honestly, first grade. She's part of our family in the best possible way. Yesterday was her 18th birthday, and she had to spend part of her afternoon here taking pictures of some of my knitting for an ad I bought in the school's Journalism magazine. She's wearing a hat and some fingerless mitts I gave her for her trouble. So, if you see them on the website, they're taken!

Something You Should Know

2006-09-14T08:50:00.000-04:00

Making friends brings all sorts of benefits: shoulders upon which to cry when life pummels you, common senses of humor with which to giggle at various things/people/events. Making friends also, occasionally, has material benefits, as when someone invites you along to her birthday celebration, or when someone else, completely out of the blue, sends your son a gift that makes him --- my right hand on this --- giddy. My 17-year-old son was frantic with joy at a mug featuring what was immediately declared "the greatest picture I have ever seen of" Keira Knightley. Parents out there know the inestimable joy at seeing your children over the moon. That's what I got from a friend yesterday.

That, and an Alan Rickman mug for myself. (I'm not sure the joy thing works in reverse; Son was too absorbed in finding things to drink to pay much attention to my ecstasy.)

Still on TipToes

2006-09-12T11:35:00.000-04:00

So, we're all still a little edgy here. Do we make false-nice? Do we say anything?

There was no bloodshed here, no rending of garments, but it's unusual for all three of us to find ourselves in the same explosive state of mind at the same time. There is usually one person sane, willing and able to call the other two on their ridiculousness. Not this time.

The fragile state of affairs has found me with lots of solitary time, in which I have finished three books, given up on a fourth, knit quite a lot, and written several overdue letters. As most of the knitting is for swapping, I can't show any photos here.

You cannot disagree with me that one of the reasons knitting is again so popular is its meditative nature. Its ability to make you keep still, keep focused, and find a rhythm. It has come to my rescue yet again.

The Boiling (Over) Point

2006-09-10T09:31:00.000-04:00

Three people living in one house. All opinionated, all stressed to their individual limits. Remarks that any other day would go by without a second thought promote violent reactions. Leading to more comments that at no time could be ignored. War erupts. There is screaming, and crying, and storming off to neutral corners. And that miserable tense silence broken occasionally by one-syllable grunts.

A middle-aged woman and two teenagers. It was a rough, rough week. And while none of us is completely over everything today, we all will be.

2006-09-07T13:11:00.000-04:00

These are my latest from the Mystery Sock knitalong. They morphed into slipperish socks along the way, as I have been overtaken by the charity knitting bug. The three of us have enough, and a lot of people don't.

I'm also knitting sweaters to send to Knit for Kids. Not quite sure why this particular bug bit, but it did, and I'm following it.

I've "met" my match from the International Scarf Exchange, and she is wondrfully friendly. She lives in England (my son the Anglophile rejoices) and is already hard at it, creating art just for me!! Would you believe my spoilee is in Australia? Three Aussies!! Maybe my remarkable good luck of late has me in the charity mood.

Just Gotta Deal

2006-09-03T14:09:00.000-04:00

Blogger, being Blogger, is not cooperating with the uploading of pictures. I've been trying for 2 hours. I'll get them here, then try to save,

then get cut off. So, let me just tell you about the rest of Secret Pal Jo's gift. The pattern to your left is the centerpiece; she sent purple (since I despise orange) and black yarn to make the purse, little Halloween goo-gaws to decorate it, needles with which to knit it, a needle case to keep said needles in, cute little pin cushion, journal and a big purple and black spider. Fantastic themed gift! Told you she was creative and generous!

And, as for OneSkein Jo, there remains one photo of things she sent me which I need to show. But that will have to wait for another day.

Lookie!

2006-09-02T17:55:00.000-04:00

So, yesterday was Barry Gibb's birthday. Can't believe he's as old as he is, but then, look how long I've been in love with him. . .

(By the by, Rox, have you noticed the portrait added to the right over here?)

Here we have Gable, with the felted catnip mouse which Jo included in her package. I hadn't had this little guy unwrapped 8 seconds before Gable came in off the back porch to pounce. I know odors carry, but his nose for catnip is ridiculous.

Lots of Hawaii-themed gifts from Jo, too: a breathtaking photo on a postcard, macadamia nuts and this Waikiki yarn. And a goody bag of Japanese edibles that Hannah took great delight in opening:
I feel like I might be pushing my luck with Blogger tonight, so I won't post pictures from my wonderful Secret Pal Jo's package. But here's a bit of a peek:

Jo and Jo

2006-09-01T14:52:00.000-04:00

This is how happy I am, to have been delivered two spectacular parcels this week, both from a wonderful woman named Jo.

Jo, my One Skein Secret Pal, sent candies and yarn and milk chocolate-covered macadamia nuts (which, as we say in the South, would make you slap your Grandma) and there are pictures, I promise.

Jo, my Secret Pal, sent yarn and needles and buttons and a pattern to make a sweet little Halloween bag. And a spider. Which I know Jade wishes I would show right now!

Ladies, you have killed me with your kindness. And set the long holiday weekend off in a very good direction. Thank you both so very much.

So Much To Tell. . .

2006-08-30T21:05:00.000-04:00

Firstly, these are the first Mystery Sock socks to come off my needles.
The original plan was to make a pair of knee socks for Hannah. I even had them cast on and worked beyond the ribbing. But, she had lost interest by then, so I bought some yarn for myself, dadgum it, and made some socks that I wouldn't abandon. The fun part here was the really, truly random color striping, ending with my favorite color combinations on the sole. But, one of the KAL hostesses, the helpful MSUBulldog, pointed out that I can prop my feet up on a table, and the people sitting across from me will get to revel in the beauty!

My last Secret Pal parcel has been sent on its way; I'm anxious, as always, to hear what she thinks, and to see whether we'll continue to stay in touch. I've had overwhelmingly good luck with swap partners so far, and have no reason to think that won't continue.

Speaking of which, my One Skein spoilee, Jo, continues to amaze and delight me with her friendship and gratitude. Yesterday, I received a box full of goodies from her, some even meant for Hannah! (She remembered remarks I'd made about her love for Japan. . .) I have photos , but, seeing as it took me almost an hour to upload the 2 sock pictures today, I'll wait and show them to you next time.

Funny how I feel sorry for Briton when these packages arrive. (And I promise, I'm not fishing for anyone to send him anything.) There's always stuff for me, usually something for Hannah, maybe even something (like Jo's felted catnip mouse yesterday) for the pets. And he gets to watch us open stuff and ooh and ahhh. He swears it doesn't faze him, but I wonder. . .

I've finished my funky scarf last night. Very proud. It isn't due until October. I think I'm ahead of the curve on most of my exchanges now. Rox's DishCloth Shufle is the trickiest of them all, because, as you all know, it's hard to knit just one dishcloth and then move on.

Righting the Ship?

2006-08-27T18:41:00.000-04:00

For reasons which defy my abilities to explain and describe, since the repair of this computer, I have been completely non-chatty. Almost silent, even. So, my pattern of blogging here and on MindFull on alternating days has been destroyed, and my children have been endlessly asking me if I'm OK.

I guess so.

Been knitting, of course. I'm participating in a whole slew of swaps, and trying to get out in from of as many as possible. My Funky Scarf is coming along very nicely, and I'm putting together dishcloth ideas for the Shuffle. I'm also making a very open openwork shrug, and closing in on finishing my first pair of socks for the Mystery Sock Knitalong.

Too, I'm trying to wind down the quarter by composing a Final exam, readying the last pacakage to my Secret Pal, answering a small stack of pen pal letters, and wondering if Jade, Rox and I can pull off a November meeting in Atlanta. When I asked Hannah if she'd like to meet Jade, she sat straight up and said, "Yeah!" (Only her delivery was less italicized and more "DUH, Mother!")

Off to wash dishes before the Emmys. (I'm only watching because I heard Hugh Laurie is supposed to be a presenter. And, we like Conan O'Brien.)

Let's Not Talk About the Breakdown, OK?

2006-08-23T14:57:00.000-04:00

Because life really does go on.

The irreplaceable Rox is hosting the DishCloth Shuffle, and pairings are out. Both my gifter and giftee are in Australia. Rox knows lots about me --- maybe as much as anybody in BlogLand --- but I don't think she knows how much I adore Australia. Way to go, Roxanne!! This is going to be fun all the way around.

My OneSkein exchange experience has been terrific. The person to whom I was sending things, Jo, has been effusive in her praise and so warm in her welcome that I cannot help but want her as a friend, and I am looking very forward to continuing our relationship.

As Secret Pal 8 draws to a close this month, I am working on putting together the last gift for my spoilee. My spoiler, as you all know, and have seen, has been wonderfully friendly and creative, and, on the one hand, I am sad that no more of those wonderful parcels will be coming my way. On the other hand, I am so anxious to discover who she is so I can thank her by name!

In other news, I'm close to completing a hat and booties set for one of my students, who is due in just a few weeks. I, at long last, finally decided on a pattern and some yarn for my Funky Scarf partner. And, as you can read at the blog, my Mystery Socks are at a standstill for the moment, but will start up again shortly. They will be for me, and I will love them, no matter what.

School reaching an end, and all my students, more so than any group in memory, seem to be having a horrible time. The work load that some of these teachers are laying on them in atrocious; I can't help but wonder if they (the teachers) are trying to put out an I'm-so-awesomely-smart-and-powerful vibe. When the students are ground down, I am, too, as I am so dependent on their input. But we'll all make it. Always have.

Could It Be Any More Trouble?

2006-08-21T10:12:00.000-04:00

Once again, my home Internet connection fails me. There was a significant and lengthy thunder/lightning storm yesterday afternoon, during which we turned off the computer. However, when we turned it back on last night, we could not get through to AOL. Just kept getting a busy signal. I fiddled with Auto-Fixes and Help Tips for a while then, and then again this morning. Nothing. So, I'm at school, letting you know that we are in yet another compter-induced morass.

And I wanted to rave about my One Skein recipient, Jo, who has been effusive in her praise and willing in her friendship. And I wanted to talk about dishcloths made and baby hats started and books finished and all sorts of stuff.

But, it will all have to wait. For I don't know how long. Which is no way to begin a new week.

2006-08-18T23:02:00.000-04:00

So this is me, pretty much, in knitting and in life, trying to do something while someone hovers over me saying,

"Whatcha doin', Mom?"

"How much longer are you going to be?"

"Can I have a turn after you?"

**various whines, interpreted as, "Hey --- I need to go out over here!"**

(And to think, we were all anxious for our babies to talk. . . )

Congratulations to the lovely, generous, kind-spirited Craftylilly for her successful blog move. Stop by and wish her well; she's a lot of fun!

Bring In Da Funk

2006-08-16T08:46:00.000-04:00

As this post will address funkiness, thought I'd show you the latest mitts to come off my needles --- as I said, and you can now see, they're a mite big for me.

Also, finally, my tattoo shows up in a photo. Tilt your head slightly to the right, and you will be seeing it correctly. (Look at you all out there, tilting. . . This is fun!) I look at it upside down all the time, but still hold on to its meaning. It is the Chinese character for "center." A reminder to myself of where I need to stay. It also, as an extra bonus, contains the initials of an awful lot of people who are, and have been, extremely important in my life. That, I didn't realize for a couple of days. But it makes the whole thing more meaningful.

And now, for the one who will be making my Funky Scarf:

Let’s get the allergy part out of the way. Are you allergic to any fibers? None.
Do you prefer any fibers over others? I like softness, like alpaca, cashmere, and I'm crazy for banana silk, but I don't expect anyone to go to that sort of expense.
Thinking back to Scout’s post about what funky means to you, post an image of something that you think is funky!

(I realize this is a "who," but I've always considered Carly pretty funky.)

Would you prefer funky yarn or a funky pattern?What are your favorite colors? Pattern, I think. Though yarn is terrific. I'll leave it to the knitter --- surprises are great! Favorite color is purple, but I really like tweed and heathered yarns. Any color but orange.
What is your favorite piece of art? I am embarassingly art illiterate. But I like Picasso's sketches (the rooster, the bouquet passing hands.)
What colors would you never have up close to your pretty face?Would you prefer an actual scarf or a cowl?When you wear a scarf do you prefer a wider/shorter scarf or a thin/long scarf?What is the climate like where you live?Would you prefer a functional scarf (to keep you warm) or one just to funk-up your wardrobe? To repeat, I don't like orange. I'd prefer a scarf; I like long scarves, on the thin side. Here in Northeast Georgia, it's fairly warm year-round, but it does get cold enough for scarfery. I wear them a lot for accessories, not just warmth.
What else would you like your partner to know about you? That I'd like her to be comfortable with what she knits; don't try anything intimidating. The pleasure of the work shows in the stitches, and is felt by the wearer. And, that open to any additional questions!

Found on Susie's Blog. . .

2006-08-14T14:44:00.000-04:00

1. First Name? Kim, not Kimberly.
2. Were you named after anyone? No, though I used to suspect Kim Novak. (She was the only other Kim I knew of.)
3. Last time you cried? This morning, on the way to work. Listening to a song.
4. Do you like your handwriting? Yes. I'm proud of my lower-case e's, and the fact that I do not ever dot my i's.
5. What is your favorite lunch meat? Corned beef.
6. Do you have kids? Yes. And, differing with Susie here, mine are the world's most wonderful.
7. Would you be friends with you if you were someone else? I have honestly thought about this a lot. I don't think I'd be impressed with me at first. But if I gave myself a chance, I think I'd like me. I have all of my same interests!
8. Do you keep a journal? Nope; I blog.
9. Do you tend toward sarcasm? Tend toward it? I'm parked there!
10. Do you still have your tonsils? No. But never wait until you're 27 to have them removed, like I did. Labor pain, I've sort of forgotten. Tonsillectomy pain, I remember.
11. Would you bungee jump? No, thank you.
12. What’s your favorite cereal? Grape Nuts? Banana Nut Crunch?
13. Do you untie your shoes before you take them off? Not usually.
14. Are you strong? Not physically, but I've discovered I am emotionally.
15. What is your favorite ice cream? Peach. Or anything with caramel or toffee.
16. Shoe size? 8 1/2 - 9.
17. What do you like least about yourself? My moodiness.
18. Who do you miss the most? Daddy.
19. Do you want this sent back to you? Nah; people can play along on their blogs if they like.
20. What color pants and shoes are you wearing right now? Black pants and no socks.
21. The last thing you ate? A handful of potato chips.
22. What are you listening to right now? An episode of "House" on DVD.
23. If you were a crayon, what color would you be? I would hope to be a rich, deep purple, but I suspect I'd be some type of blue.
24. Favorite smell? Gardenias, Burt's Bees Apricot Baby Oil, Crayons, Mown grass, Honeysuckle.
25. Last person you talked to on the phone? Briton.
26. First thing you notice about someone of the opposite sex? Hands and forearms.
27. Do you like the person who sent this to you? Well, it wasn't sent, but, yes, I like Susie a lot.
28. Favorite drink? Dr. Pepper.
29. Favorite sport? Football.
30. Eye color? Blue.
31. Hat size? Big. I used to know, but have forgotten. Hardly-anything-in-any-store-will-fit-me big.
32. Do you wear contacts? Yes.
33. Favorite food? Lobster.
34. Scary movie or happy ending? Happy ending, if it's not obvious and/or cheesy.
35. Last movie you saw at a movie theater? "Pirates of the Caribbean 2: Dead Man's Chest."
36. What color shirt are you wearing? Navy. (Hey, I'm home for the day; I don't need to match.)
37. Summer or winter? Autumn. Not even a contest.
38. Hugs or kisses? And the giver is. . . ?
39. Favorite dessert? Flan or creme brulee.
40. What books are you reading? Lolita, Mad Mary Lamb and The Devil Kissed Her.
43. What’s on your mousepad? Muppets: Fozzie, Kermit, Gonzo and Animal.
44. What did you watch on TV last night? NFL Sunday Night Football.
45. Favorite sounds? My children's genuine laughter, the ocean.
46. Rolling Stones or Beatles? Beatles. Though I really like Charlie Watts.
47. The furthest you’ve been from home? New York.
48. What’s your special talent? Don't have one, I don't think.
49. Where were you born? Nashville, Tennessee.

I started this at school, while I ws killing time waiting for class to start. When I got home, I found that there's a questionnaire for the Funky Scarf Swap for me to fill out, too. You lucky, lucky people --- you're going to get to find out all about me here!

Failed to mention the 6th birthday of our beloved Lily Potter Dean. Happy Birthday, Bug.

2006-08-12T22:21:00.000-04:00

Computer madness today, as the first message I got upon sitting down here this morning was that AOL could no longer load. That led to tracking down the AOL disc, reloading everything (after deleting enough stuff to make room) --- and the rest of the day, nothing has really worked as it should. Whether it's all the button-pushing of the last 14 hours, or Blogger's usual temperament, I can't get any photos to upload.

But I have been working: finished my project for Lolita in Knit the Classics. Made a "sock for hands" --- a fingerless mitt pattern from this year's Page-a-Day calendar. It's cute, and easy, but surprisingly large. Even with fingering yarn and small needles.

Just got my partner for the Funky Scarf Swap (button to your right). When I finish here, I'll head over to her website, read a bit about her, and start making plans.

Would like to thank Rox for her very nice shout-out on her blog. She deserves every good thing and every good gift that comes her way.

And, as to the recent events in London, you can read about what just two little people are willing to do at MindFull.

A Homeowner's Best Friend

2006-08-10T17:37:00.000-04:00

Dark rain clouds on the horizon. Why, you ask, are they a best friend? Because this home is presently without air conditioning, and rain would help out SO much.

The entire unit has to be replaced, and I am sitting here, with every fan we own turned on, hoping the repairs can be made tomorrow. There is a separate unit for upstairs, so the kiddos are staying cool, but the animals and I stay down here, where it is baking.

Before the heat settled in (as in in the house), I made yet another pair of fingerless gloves. Don't these remind you of those pastel mints in silver dishes at weddings?

And though this isn't the greatest picture, this is the needle cozy bestowed upon me by my Secret Pal. I'm sorry the lovely turquoise band around the top and the delicate little dragonfly aren't clear, but they are both so pretty, and I am, again, so touched by SP's creativity and ability to delightfully surprise me.

2006-08-08T15:25:00.000-04:00

Hate to move Mr. Rickman away from atop the posts, but blogging must go on, I suppose.

(Been waiting quite a while for that poster to show. I have sort of a collection of the celebrity "Read" posters hanging in the den, and am anxious to add this particular mug. Although the book disappoints. I didn't like Catcher in the Rye. Didn't see what all the fuss is about. So what will Alan and I have to discuss when he comes to my Fantasy Dinner Party?)

Secret Pals have been very, very good to me. Elaine has become a treasured friend, Bethanie --- God bless her --- sent me a gardenia plant, for crying out loud! And this round's Pal has given me some terrific, and terrifically creative gifts, including one that arrived yesterday: a needle cozy in bright rosy-pink and turquoise, with beaded flowers and a crystal bead dragonfly. (I'm flopping on the description; will post a picture another day.) So cute, so different, and so deeply apreciated. Thank you!

Finished a hat yesterday --- one big enough to keep for myself. Began my Knit the Classics project. Was going to start my Mystery Socks, but couldn't find my size 2 circulars. And I've a dishcloth to make, for Rox's Shuffle, despite her continuing to poo-poo my adoration of Mr. Rickman.

(See how I circled it back to him? I've got it bad.)

2006-08-07T20:58:00.000-04:00

I'm suddenly seized with a raging, powerful desire to. . .

. . .

read.

(What were you thinking?)

2006-08-06T19:51:00.000-04:00

Happy Times at the ol' homestead today. I finished two knitting projects, got a wee bit of shopping done with Hannah, watched a little NASCAR, and now, in just a matter of moments, John Madden and NFL Football are back!

There can never be any doubt that I am My Father's Daughter. If there is something on TV which involves keeping score, or declaring a winner, or a ball of some sort, or a referee, I'm likely to watch it. Football is tops among the Watchables. The longest stretch of the year, as far as being this sports fan, is from the Super Bowl to the Daytona 500. Don't like baseball anymore, though there is no sight like topping the ramp in a stadium and seeing a diamond appear in front of you. Coming into a football stadium, or a basketball arena --- not the same. But, past that wondrous feeling, baseball holds no charm for me.

So, I'll sit down tonight, with my lovely delicate knitting, and wait for some heads to crack.

Heat, Crowds --- This is a Day Off?

2006-08-04T15:12:00.000-04:00

Don't know if your community has experimented with Tax-Free Days. They usually come as school begins, and cover mostly things students would use. Unfortunately for me, our printer ran out of ink on this, the second of four TFD, so I had to get-out-among-them to re-stock.

Now, if it were Price-Free Days, I could understand the behaviors I saw today. But, it's only the tax that's coming off your bill, lady! Really --- you'll get your spiral notebooks! No need to bounce your baby around (unbelted) in the shopping cart, sideswiping people. And then boring holes through them with your eyes because they dared grab (and EVERYONE was grabbing) a pack of markers before you. Dear God, what are people thinking?

I had to come home and lie down with a cold compress. For real. And look at this hat, whose colors I am mad for. Too bad for me, my head is on the gargantuan side, and this one won't fit me. But I've got more yarn and more patterns. I'll get one.

Currently on the needles, a gift scarf and a pair of half-fingered gloves for myself. Plan on selecting one more thing to get going on over the weekend. I'm part of the Mystery Sock Knitalong, but that hasn't kicked off yet, nor has Rox's Dishcloth Shuffle. Got ideas for both of them, though.

C'mon weekend!!

Works Every Time!

2006-08-03T08:32:00.000-04:00

If you want something done, ask a group of knitters.

My inbox number was in double digits this morning, in response to my request for the Patons Karma Two book. I now know where to get one. Thanks to everyone, especially Carrie, Elaine and Rox. (Who will be hearing from me shortly.) You all went above and beyond, but that's what knitters do, isn't it?

Did I Get Everything Done?

2006-08-02T20:02:00.000-04:00

Hannah has to be at Freshman Orientation at 8:30 this morning. Parents are invited to stay, but I have to split (I am a child of the Sixties) to get to class. She, and her 400+ classmates, will be dismissed at noon. My class goes (schedule-wise) until 12:05. So I am going to have to cut the thing short to get back, find a parking place, and pick her up. I get there, find said space, find her, find she wants to have a friend come over for the afternoon (Briton is already doing the same), find that she and friend want Chick-fil-A. Wait for a while in the CFA drive-through line, get food for all, come home, have time --- barely --- to change before Briton's friend arrives.

I don't remember actually being any of those places, or actually engaging in any meaningful activities while there. Mostly, I remember driving, and getting in and out of the car. I remember moving a lot, but I don't know if I've gotten everything done today that I needed to get done today. Ever get like that?

This is my baby and her best friend of I-don't-know-how-long. Look out for the Class of 2010!

In other news, I have looked high and low for this pattern book:

I bought the yarn for the cover sweater, having been told that the pattern books would be in "shortly." That was months ago, and I cannot find a copy of this book anywhere. Why doesn't Patons sell direct?

Anyway, if anyone out there can find this, and wouldn't mind picking up a copy for me, please let me know. I'd be happy to reimburse all your costs, because I really would like to make this.

And Another Thing About Living in a College Town. . .

2006-07-31T15:42:00.000-04:00

Summers are nice. Traffic is light, parking is plentiful, restaurants aren't wall-to-wall. Then, all of sudden, one day,

they're back.

And they have apparently forgotten every single sight in the town, because tanned arms are jutting out of cars, pointing at things. And some of those arms are attached to hands that, by all rights, should be on the steering wheel. And you cannot find a decent parking place, and store aisles are jammed with parties of college students having conversations with each other and whomever happens to be on their cell phones. And the house vibrates to unwanted (and unliked) music as they drive by, trailing their U-Hauls.

Whee.

Thank goodness I can come home and take refuge in my little space, with my knitting and my Dr. Pepper. (I try not to think about my little boy being part of one of these Mongol hordes in about a year's time. I like to think he has been raised with a sense of decorum and a set of manners.)

2006-07-29T20:33:00.000-04:00

Hannah and I went to Atlanta yesterday, shopping all day. But we had a fantastic time. Spent a solid hour in Toys R Us!! It had been ages since we'd been in a Toys R Us, and we were there primarily to look for some rare diecasts for my best friend. Once we couldn't find them, though, we just wandered around. And I found this gargantuan Yoda Pez to add to my collection! How cool is this?!?! Surrounding Master Yoda are a few of my lately-finished-objects. Three dishcloths, which I talked about earlier, and three flowers from Nicky Epstein's Knitted Flowers. The two two-color ones are nice, but the multicolored one is my favorite. I know you can't tell in this picture, but the flowers look crocheted. I made this one with a sample of sock yarn from the Yarn of the Month club, and it seems an excellent way to use those sock yarn remnants.

I'm actually in the mood to begin a real garment, but can't land on a pattern / yarn combination that satisfies me. One will interest me, but I can't make an equally pleasing match with the other. Cast on a hat this afternoon, with some yarn my mother gave me. It is spectacularly colored, but I can't capture the jewel-tones-goodness with the camera. (Tried a while ago.) This will be, I think, my fourth hat in about a week and a half. You just get a fever sometimes, you know?

The Return to School Countdown is on. Man, I hate this time of year as a mother. Getting to buy school supplies when I was in school always thrilled me, but I almost cannot bear the thought of sending these two away each year. And that Briton is a Senior, and will be going away from me soon just deepens the pain.

A Note to My One Skein Pal

2006-07-27T21:36:00.000-04:00

Your package arrived yesterday, and how magnificent its contents! The fantastic Manos wool, the cute Cool Wool, the photo of Anderson the Cooper (you should see him, fellow readers: almost as cute as his namesake.) And, you asked a question which I will now answer. I asked my One Skein Pal, and she gave the standard, "Oh, really, I can't give you an answer to that." Which is the honest answer, I've absolutely no doubt. And yet, it's maddening enough that I won't take that route.

I'd have to say I'd never make felted bowls. I am completely inept with double-pointed needles, and I'm sure you'd have to use them at some point in the project. Both of the felted clutches are really pretty, too. For the bowl, gray or blue or rose-ish mauve. The purses black or tan or a surprise stripe pattern.

Of course, if you don't felt, let me know. I'll change my answers.

2006-07-25T20:58:00.000-04:00

The finished scarf cowl! Really like how this is going to work --- lots of different ways to wear it, not too heavy (as it is made with laceweight yarn), colors terrific. And very easy to make (all in one piece and garter stitch.)

Fortunately, we've gotten a little rain of late, and it isn't quite as suffocating around here. Still hot --- don't misread --- just not as hot. Knitting with anything above the aforementioned weight is again possible, if only in short, air conditioned bursts.

As for the latest sticks-and-string adventures here:

Just as there are knitters who make socks mostly, there are those who make, primarily, dishcloths. Socks escaped me for the longest time, until I came across some nice 2-needle patterns. Then, thanks to the lovely (and painfully absent) Elaine, socks on 2-circulars became a reality. (Yes, Roxanne, I know --- DPNs are within my reach. . .) So, the sock-knitter-ranks grew by one.

Dishcloths, sad to say, have never been the bulk of my knitting, but, rather, projects that are quickly, easily, and gratifyingly done. When that cardigan just won't cooperate, the shawl pattern is found to be one-stitch-off two-thirds of the way through, stopping and whipping up a dishcloth is a great restorer of confidence. Over the weekend, I rediscovered the joy of the simple cloth, making a couple with some Tibetan cotton that, ironically, Elaine had sent me during our Secret Pal experience. I've still a little of it left, and will show all the cloths made from it when it is all gone.

Results

2006-07-23T20:08:00.000-04:00

This whole unicorn gifting story has truly taken off --- thanks to all of you who have commented. Hannah is just crazy about all these little guys. And look at the case! Can you believe the case was part of the deal, too?

If I recall, Jade's first unicorn, aptly named Uni, is the one on the top left inside. And the one named Jade (!) is top right (outside). Just in front of Jade, if you can make him out, is a little green dragon that Hannah thinks looks like the Geico gecko. Guess what his name is . . .

Aside from still ooohing and aaahing over all the figurines, I'm knitting hats and more hats. Three in about as many days. A couple of days ago, I also began a shawl, from a kit bought on clearance at Target. I am truly enjoying that yarn, believe it or not. It is, at its base, a cord, with fluffs of color every now and then, and it is just so lovely to work with. The feel is phenomenal. It isn't breathtaking as a finished product, but I am crazy about how it moves through my fingers.

Thinking this will be my last official month of Stashalong. The dent I have made in my reserve wasn't evident until I started looking through for yarn to make these hats with. I was able to move skeins from one place to another, and completely emptied two storage containers, getting all my yarns into 2 boxes and 1 bag, and regaining a noticeable amount of floorspace! Still won't --- can't --- go on some wild buying spree, but think I'll retire for a bit. It has been great fun, coming up with fresh ideas for yarns bought long ago.

Last full week of summer vacation coming up for B & H. There are doctor's and dentist's appointments to be kept, but freeddom otherwise. I hope the clock just c. . .r. . . .a. . . w. . . l. . . s for them.

Bounty!

2006-07-21T21:57:00.000-04:00

The magnificently generous Jade's box o'riches arrived this afternoon. Blogger is being awfully persnickety about which pictures it will let me show, but here are a couple.

Hannah reads the enclosure:

Then finds not just unicorns, but dragons and a breathtaking display case! Every one lovingly wrapped, and unwrapped with great enthusiasm.

Briton was, truly, happy to pop the bubble wrap. (Popping, Jade! Just like you and me!!)
And, of course, Rupert was always nearby, offering to help. Or sniff and lick, at least!

Hannah has taken the case and all its contents up to her room, rearranging everything once again --- I'll get her to take a picture of the finished product, and prove to you what great folks you can meet through knitting.

When Knitting Shrinks in Importance

2006-07-19T09:34:00.000-04:00

This is stunning. And wonderful.

Thank you, Jade.

Modeling is Tough

2006-07-17T16:26:00.000-04:00

Mr. Love You Bear was so wiped out by his Mudflap session, he just crashed. Underneath the now complete Scrap Afghan! Katie, from about his mid-shin up, Mr. Love You Bear is covered almost entirely with your yarn! (And the purple wall works for Project Spectrum this month!)

Thanks for all your sweet comments on MLYB. He has a really nice history. We got my husband's cancer diagnosis not long before Hannah started Kindergarten, and Briton started 3rd grade. That year, the school's music teacher had MLYB in her room to take care of hurt feelings, or bad days, or to give hugs to children who did really well in music class. At the end of the year, the teacher gave him to Hannah to keep. The last day of school was on a Friday; Dale died that Sunday. Mr. Love You Bear is very important here.

So, the afghan is finished. I'm making hats and flowers and appliques right now. And still working on the scarf cowl. I'm trying to put together packages for my Secret Pal, my One Skein Pal (in August, I get to reveal myself), and my Knit the Classics Pal. Speaking of which --- I got the most adorable card from my KTC Pal today; thank you!! I'm crafting more than reading right now, but I appreciate the wishes nonetheless.

We saw the new "Pirates of the Caribbean" last Friday --- I posted an entry about it over at MindFull. It was very good. We had gotten a heads-up from a 5-year-old we know about the "scawy" parts and when we needed to cover our ears beacause it was "weally LOUD." He did fail to mention, however, how good --- really good --- Orlando Bloom looked. Just oversight, I'm sure.

I hope you notice that there is a new hand eye button. Thanks to the awesome Jade for creating this for me long ago; I've only now been able to get it here. She sent me several more, but I'm still struggling with them. There's also a new button for Craftylilly. I've been tinkering with the site, as you can see.

This is Mr. Love You Bear

2006-07-15T10:48:00.000-04:00

Mr. Love You Bear is modeling the latest creation from here at hand eye: the hat called "Mudflap." Mr. Love You Bear, while a very good-natured soul, would prefer not to be used as a piece of beefcake, and wishes you all to know that he would rather be shown in a more dignified light.

(Sorry, MLYB --- you're just too cute, and I had to show off. . .)

A Mood

2006-07-13T20:28:00.000-04:00

So, I'm in a mood. Not one of those moods (although I can go there pretty easily on any given day.) No, this is a knitting mood. Created by my working with all these glorious remnant of yarn, from Yarn of the Month samples in tiny envelopes, to ping-pong-ball-size leftovers, through tennis-ball and softball-size leftovers, through half-skeins. I'm within 5 or 6 inches of finishing the second panel of my Scrap Afghan, but the fever has struck.

So, I'm making hats. And I'll make scarves. And mittens. And gloves, if a pattern which doesn't require double-pointed-needles can be found. And there will be stripes and strips and embellishments and fringes and flowers. Because I'm in the mood to keep seeing what can be done with these little bits of yarn.

The teapots above came home with us from Nashville. The little metal one is fabulous; it has an infuser under the lid and is just the right size for a cup, cup and a half. The yellow one --- well, how many teapots have you ever seen that look like an ear of corn? Come on --- be honest.

And have you ever seen a more glorious feline than Master Gable here? (Remember, you're being honest. . . ) (By the way, that's the Scrap Afghan he's using as a pillow.)

And A Tag, Too!

2006-07-11T21:18:00.000-04:00

The very gracious Katrina (for whom I have a tremendous liking and amount of respect, plus, she has outrageously nice handwriting) picked me personally as someone who would answer this meme. So, here goes
A) Four jobs I have had in my life:
1. Teacher
2. Gift wrapper
3. Operator/Customer Service Representative
4. Telephone book deliverer
B) Four movies you would watch over and over:
1. "The Sting"
2. "A Day at the Races"
3. MST3K's "The Brain That Wouldn't Die"
4. "A Family Thing"
C) Four places you have lived besides where you live now:
1. Northport, AL
2. Tuscaloosa, AL
3. Murfreesboro, TN
4. Nashville, TN
D) Four TV shows you love to watch:
1. "House"
2. "Who's Line is It Anyway?"
3. "The First 48"
4. NFL Football
E) Four places you have been on vacation:
1. Panama City Beach, FL
2. Guntersville, AL
3. Richmond, VA
4. New York City
F) Four websites I visit daily:
1. Alan Rickman Daily
2. All the blogs on my bookmarked list (which takes us well beyond "3" and "4"! )
G) Four of my favorite foods:
1. Lobster
2. Tomatoes and cottage cheese
3. Anchovy pizza
4. Baked potatoes
H) Four places I'd rather be right now:
1. Any beach
2. A huge bathtub filled with gardenia-scented bubbles
3. Within physical contact of one of my many crushes (!)
4. In bed

Today was a terrific day for me at school, as Briton was a special guest. He acted some passages from "The History Boys" to help emphasize some lecture points, and was truly awesome. I don't know when I've been prouder of him. The task now is too figure out a way to fit anime and/or manga into the curriculum, so Hannah can be a guest lecturer, too!

Knitting-wise, I am closing in on the end of the second panel of the Scrap Afghan. Katie sent me such wonderful little treasures, that are adding beautiful colors and textures. Some of these yarns are just so pretty --- I find myself wanting to snip lengths of them, send them back to her, and ask, "What is is? Where'd you get it?" Katie, I'll be forever in your debt.

And thank you, Rox, for keeping me entertained whilst I posted!!

Knitting

2006-07-09T20:34:00.000-04:00

Well, the resolution may not be the best, but here are photos of what's going on knitting-wise at Chez Dean.

This is the beginning of the KnitPicks scarf cowl I'm making with the Lorna's Lace. I actually started the whole thing over the night we were in Atlanta. Thought I had the pattern memorized, sat down to knit, realized I didn't. So, I just re-started with a pattern I knew I could keep up with.
Yesterday, tired of both the cowl and the afghan, I got into the stash, found some coordinating yarns, and started a pair of fingerless mitts. Got this one finished about midnight. Haven't gotten too far on the second one today.
This is the Magic Yarn Ball purse I finished in Nashville and felted here. I'm going to carry it tomorrow for the first day of class.
These I didn't knit --- probably couldn't knit. They were from my Secret Pal. And aren't they pretty?! Thanks again, SP --- awesome workwomanship!!

Yeah, off to school tomorrow. Anything or anyone interesting, I'll let you know.

Sell, Sell, Sell

2006-07-07T21:20:00.000-04:00

Now, it isn't my job to convince people to go to Atlanta, Georgia. Nor, usually, unless I am asked, will I offer a suggestion of how to spend time once there. Because I know my tastes, and those of my family, are not the same as others', and what we find fun and entertaining, some might see as silly or banal. Or, Heaven help, just plain tacky.

But yesterday, we went to the Center for Puppetry Arts. If any of you idolize Jim Henson the way we do, you can begin to imagine how our hearts leapt when we walked into a room and found Link Hogthrob, Dr. Strangepork, and FishFace! The real Muppets!!! Look at them! (Ignore Queen Elizabeth in the background; she's not Hensonian.)

Do you know how many episodes of Pigs . . . in . . . SPAAAAAYCE this family has watched? Do you know how many viewings of "Labyrinth" there have been? This was big doings!

But then, you turn, and you see:A full Skexis from "The Dark Crystal"! Are you kidding me?!

The day was priceless.

Instead of Lorna's Lace. . .

2006-07-05T21:51:00.000-04:00

I've tried several times today to upload a picture of the divine Lorna's Lace yarn in purple iris with which I'm making a July Project Spectrum neck cowl. No luck. So here's a picture of part of my parents' backyard, with the Japanese Maple, and the statues named, unsurprisingly, Briton and Hannah.

I'm glad it is purple month in Project Spectrum. You can only imagine how much purple yarn I have. Now, how much of it will actually be knit into something this particular month remains to be seen, but I'm off to a pretty good start. In addition to the neck cowl (pattern from KnitPicks), I made myself some felted needle cozies over the weekend. Purple Peruvian wool.

While I was home, I knit out my Magic Yarn Ball, and look at all the goodies that were inside! Ribbons and bells and a little bird and a "K" charm and a bookmark and a tape measure and a stitch holder loaded with buttons. . . On and on and on. My favorite things are a handstitched toile needle and pin holder (maroon and white, lower left corner), and a pin cushion made into a golden pearly shell. That is what was in the very center of the ball. Just tremendous. The yarn itself was made into the purse you see above. This was wonderful thick-and-thin wool, and the purse, now felted, is drying atop my washing machine. I'll try to remember to get a picture of it. We're leaving for an overnight stay in Atlanta tomorrow, and my mind will probably wander.

Oh, Carrie asked why there's a replica of the Parthenon in Nashville. The only answer I have is that Nashville is called "The Athens of the South." Pretty odd I wound up living in another Athens in the South, huh?

ReVisiting

2006-07-03T13:33:00.000-04:00

So, on the way to Nashville, there was traffic. No. TRAFFIC. And rain. Blinding rain. It took an extra two hours, one of which was spent sitting dead still on I-24 just outside Chattanooga. As per my earlier vacation pledge, Master Yoda went along and provided a calming presence.

One of the best days we spent was at the Parthenon. Though it was closed, and we couldn't go into the museum, everyone seemed to enjoy just the enormity and grandeur of the building.

Note Briton's continued absence from the portrait gallery. And I look as though I'm contemplating the duality of life, or yarn, or heat, or too-long hair. Or something.

And, of course, the yarn shop. I was more than ready to use my Stashalong shopping day, and Hannah was more than ready to spend quality time with Rudy: Much was bought, but little can be shared. Lots will be gifties, you see. As for the knitting I actually completed while there, I think my luck with photo-uploading may be running out, so I'll save that until next time.

I LOVE NASHVILLE, TENNESSEE!!!

At Home

2006-07-01T22:22:00.000-04:00

One of the best things about returning home after a trip is going through the accumulated mail. Now, not everyone enjoys this. But then, not everyone has a delicious bag of yarn waiting for them! Look at this beauty! In my own little world, in my own little way, nothing gives me more squealable pleasure than a whole bunch of wee little balls of yarn just waiting to be turned into something terrific. Add to all the wee ones a free (free!) hank of Gladiolus sock yarn, and you have many, many reasons to thank the lovely Katie for her generosity.

Then, too, one must thank one's Secret Pal for this:

A spiralbound journal whose cover proclaims "sometimes I think life would be easier if I weren't so fabulous" (true, huh, girls?), stunning clear needles with turquoise spirals inside, and Nicky Epstein's Knitted Flowers! Is she a great Secret Pal, or what??

Plus, the mail uncovered a surprise card from Roxanne, a thank you from the person whose Magic Yarn Ball I wound, letters from several pen pals. . . Good stuff all around. And only two bills!

We got back in yesterday afternoon. The drive back was infinitely better than the horror trip up. We were stuck in traffic on and off all the way, occasionally coming to dead stops, once for at least an hour. Couple that with periods of blinding rain (always hitting when I was behind a silver car, which made seeing even harder), and it felt like we would never get to Nashville. It wound up taking us about half-again as long as it usually does. Brutal. But the days were nice, well-spent, I think, and I have a few photos to show.

For now, though, I'm off to marry Katie's yarn and Epstein's patterns, and see what I can come up with!

Quick --- And I Do Mean Quick --- Check-In

2006-06-28T18:38:00.000-04:00

I am sitting in the Brentwood Public Library, using one of the "guest" computers, because Briton has the lengthier access my mother's card provides.

We are having an enjoyable, though very hot, visit. We have moved through all the predictable stages: not talking too much, talking too much, being angry, pouting sullenly, missing the pets, wishing we had more money, thinking how soon we have to leave. . . Regular travel things.

Hannah and I visited Threaded Bliss today, and I picked up several skeins of pretty alpaca on clearance. Also picked up a knick knack or two for swaps and Secret Pals. And got a picture of Hannah with Rudy, the owner's dog. The one whose nose smells like grape jelly. (Rudy. Not the owner.)

We've been to the Parthenon, to all our usual haunts, both shopping and eating, we've been inundated with Nicole Kidman / Keith Urban coverage, we've valiantly tried to rescue a baby deer from a collision with a car --- it's all been eventful.

Lots of knitting going on, as I have no chores to distract me. I'll fill you in when we return home, and I get to use a computer that doesn't have a blinking timer on it!!

I miss reading what's going on with you all. Hope you are cool, and, to anyone in the Northeast, dry!

Acknowledgement and a Retraction

2006-06-23T04:24:00.000-04:00

I've been failing to mention that the wondrous Melanie surprised me the other day with a box of yarn. There was a skein of red WoolEase (the stripe-in-progress above), two skeins of purple WoolEase, and 3 skeins of fingering weight from KnitPicks in a delicious shade called "Cornflower." Thank you, my dear --- you continue to be a many-faceted inspiration.

Too, I wish to thank --- again --- my Secret Pal for this round, for the yellow needles she sent me. While I have, in the past, railed against plastic needles, these are awesome. They're Susan Bates, size 11, which gives them some heft and strength (my previous experiences with plastics always wound up with them snapping at some time during the project.) But the best part is their points: long and very sharp, making picking up and moving stitches oh, so easy. I've made this little purse out of cotton and ribbon that my erstwhile Secret Pal Bethanie provided, and it just sped by! I'm going to take it with me to Nashville; I'm sure my mother has fabric about that I can use to make a liner. The ribbon yarn is called Casablanca, and it is so soft --- almost sensually so.

Speaking of Music City, we're off in the morning. If I can get to one of the computers at the library, I'll check in on you all. 'Til I can get back, take good care of yourselves, and here's a question to chew on: If you could have the original of any document, what would it be?

(Spanish was the winner of the Language Derby, by the way.)

Blues All Around Me

2006-06-21T18:04:00.000-04:00

(Thanks to Riley B. King for laying the title out there for me. . .)

Yesterday? Odd day. It was if I were enclosed in some sort of plexiglass all day --- I was seeing things, hearing things, but I was disconnected somehow. No energy, no fire, no drive. Not even a viewing of "The Incredibly Strange Creatures Who Stopped Living and Became Mixed-Up Zombies," courtesy of Mystery Science Theater 3000 could make a dent.

Today? Not so much.

First, I have finished another pair of fingerless mitts:

These I'm calling "House," because the bulk of the work on them was done while watching that show. (I should call them "Laurie," I realize, in keeping with the precedent set by my "Neill" pair, but this sounds better.) On the needle there is the beginning of a gift for a secret-thingy pal. That's all I can say about that.

In the mail today, my first package from my One Skein Pal, and it was a beaut!
A very charming note, giving me credit for her daughter's new Mini Cooper being christened "Anderson" --- get it? A little note card with a tiny little knitted swatch on the front, and, inside:
Manos yarn (which I have been wanting to try, in a bow to MST3K), an inital bookmark, initial notes, a stunning spinning stitch marker, and hand cream! Thank you, thank you, thank you!! (I have to thank you here, because I don't have access to the One Skein Blog.) What a gift!

But was that all? No! The mail also provided my Magic Yarn Ball, wound by the person in charge of the whole operation, Larissa! The idea here was to wind little gifts and treasures into a ball of yarn, then send it away so that the recipient can find them as they knit. It's positively inspired, and I will definitely be taking this to Tennessee with me to work on. Thank you, Larissa! Hannah and Rupert were appropriately impressed!

Smoothed

2006-06-19T11:40:00.000-04:00

My Daddy, God love him, told me all his life that things just always work out. (I've got to, somehow, find a way to put a picture of him here.) And, once again, he was right.

Despite the awful portents about Hannah's birthday, she seemed to thoroughly enjoy her day. In very large part, that was due to all of you who wished her well here --- THANK YOU!! (Unlike her rather phobic brother, she enjoys being blogged about. Short of some weird experiment so designed, the two of them couldn't have been made more different.) And she thought the picture of Mr. Duchovny was inspired.

Whomever is having a birthday at this house is placed in charge of the entire day: TV, music, food, schedule, the whole shootin' match. Hannah chose a vegetarian restaurant, a trip to the mall, lots of "X-Files" and "Invader Zim," her Japanese pop CDs in the car --- you get the picture. Again, she seemed happy and content all day, which is, after all, the point. Most of her gifts she already knew about, but we managed to sneak a couple of surprises in on her. So her Granddad was on the money one more time.

And, not to be morbid or martyr-ish, but, since we've no living fathers here, yesterday was spent as a fairly mundane Sunday. I'm knitting fingerless mitts again, one pair for myself, one pair as a gift, so I toiled away at them. I'm trying not to do too much on the afghan, as the generous Katie has promised some other yarns, and I want to be sure and work them in. I did start, sort of on Katie's inspiration, sorting through all my patterns, getting them a tad better organized. That's fun to do every now and then --- I forget what I have!

Otherwise, I am completely free from school. We will be heading to Nashville this Saturday, staying for a week. No computer access there, as I've said before, short of availing ourselves of the Library's machines. But there is a terrific yarn store not 5 minutes from Mama's house. I've been saving my shopping day from Stashalong to use there.

Thanks for the kind descriptors of yours truly, left in response to an earlier meme. Must work now to live up to them. And, I owe some of you some words of your own!

And, it would appear that lots of you love Scrabble, according to the answers to my last question. Life is also popular, especially putting the people-pegs into the little cars! Risk, Monopoly and 221-B Baker Street (very nice call, Jennifer!)also got nods. Myself, I've long been partial to Sorry!, though I really, really like to play Mancala. Next up: What language would you like to learn?

For My Daughter

2006-06-17T10:14:00.000-04:00

I'm sure Duchovny, and everyone else she finds interesting, wish my Hannah a HAPPY BIRTHDAY today!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Tasks

2006-06-16T12:46:00.000-04:00

Had a less than happy day yesterday, as I dealt with ill-tempered teens and grade-coveting students and heat. Heat is an enemy of my head, if said head wishes to stay headache-free. If you are at all interested in the horrid details, go to MindFull.

So, I have exams to grade, a 14th birthday to try and salvage, a make-up vocal lesson to drive to and wait through, housework, and other routine maintenance. Son has awakened full of venom and vinegar, beating himself up about not having yet learned to drive (he is truly intimidated by the thought, so he shouldn't even try) and not being an "eager beaver" about researching colleges. Both offspring requiring crisis mode, apparently. And what I want most is to lounge about and knit and read and sip cool drinks.

Melanie and Katrina and Jennifer all have this meme on their blogs, and I have contributed there, so please return the favor:

Please leave a one-word comment that you think best describes me — it can only be one word long. Then copy and paste this in your journal so that I may leave a word about you.

Interesting response to my last question, from "Event Horizon" (which I had to see, because of Sam Neill, despite my never-easily-frightened best friend's warnings) to "Blair Witch" to "Nightmare on Elm Street" to "The Wizard of Oz"'s flying monkeys. I'm not one for horror films myself, but "Seven" was devastating. I do, however, have my own "Oz" confession to make. I was, am, and always will be spooked to skin-crawling by the Munchkins. (The skin on the back of my neck is goosy just typing their bloody name!) With all that eerie giggling and leaf-shaking --- yikes! When Dorothy opens the door to Technicolor until the time "Follow the yellow brick road" begins to fade, I am out of the room. I used to imagine the were under my bed, and would grab me if I got too close. (Hey, they would fit!!) Loathe the Munchkins! The flying monkeys never bothered me. Wicked Witch? Not a problem. But the little leg-shaking dudes singing "The Lollipop Guild"? Get me out of there!!!!!!!

Today's question: What is your favorite board game?

A Wee Bit O'Blue

2006-06-13T19:36:00.000-04:00

To prove that there has been blue knitting this Project Spectrum month, my favorite stuffed lion presents a blue bookmark. It reclines atop Love's Executioner, the book I will be reading next. It's about psychoanalysis, not murder. Calm down.

Swaps are going well. My One Skein Pal e-mailed today and said my package will be on its way soon. Haven't heard from my Magic Yarn Ball recipient, though it should have arrived --- she lives in Nashville.

The Scrap Afghan generated lots of comments: thank you all! The reason I'm making a second panel is for width, not length. It's not quite wide enough to really wrap up in, which is what Hannah and I like to do with our covers. And the pattern is from Nicky Epstein's Knitting Over the Edge: it's Wide Vertical Eyelet:
Row 1: K2, *yo, K2tog, K4, ssk, yo, K2*
Row 2: Purl
You need a multiple of 10 stitches, plus 2. For the afghan, I had 162.

Hopefully, Fox will come through with another double feature of "House" tonight. Briton has a friend over, and I can retreat into my room and knit and watch.

Which reminds me, if you haven't already, go see "Cars." We did yesterday, and had a great time. Paul Newman is tremendous --- big surprise, I know, but he really is great. And stay for the credits. Please. Especially if you're a fan of any of the previous Pixar films.

Today's question: What's the scariest movie you've ever seen?

Picture, Picture, Tag!

2006-06-11T19:21:00.000-04:00

Here are the pictures I referenced yesterday. The toddler socks/booties:

The glimmery silver doesn't show up, unfortunately.

And here's Panel One of the Scrap Afghan:

And, finally, a tag, from the sweet Heather. Tomorrow's her birthday: stop by and wish her well!!

I WANT my children to find peaceful happiness.

I WISH wishes could be granted.

I HATE boastful ignorants.

I MISS my Daddy and my husband.

I FEAR hatred.

I HEAR an episode of "Frasier."

I WONDER if I'll know my grandchildren.

I REGRET not learning how to knit sooner.

I AM NOT a long-range planner.

I DANCE too infrequently.

I SING along with the Bee Gees. Always.

I CRY pretty easily.

I AM NOT ALWAYS totally honest.

I MAKE WITH MY HANDS lots of gestures when I lecture.

I WRITE in several different styles.

I NEED at least 10 hours of sleep each night.

I SHOULD lose some weight.

I START thinking about sleeping again as soon as I wake up.

I FINISH one thing thinking about what to start next.

I TAG whomever feels like playing!!

Many Things About Which to Blog

2006-06-10T17:40:00.000-04:00

And only one photograph. Today. More tomorrow maybe?

I have finished the toddler socks, and am just about to bind off the Scrap Afghan, so I need to show them off. I have decided that I am going to make another panel of the same size for the Afghan, as this is just a mite snuggish across.

Took the car in for routine maintenance yesterday, and got quite a few rows done on the capelet, thinking all the time of what to do for this month's Project Spectrum. Then, this morning, as I sometimes do, I looked at another blog via one of my daily reads, and found out about this project. A perfect use for blues, don't you think?

Not too many responses to my comedian question. Feel free to continue to answer, though I'm moving on to the next query: What's something you really wanted as a child, but never got?

My favorite comedian (because I consider George Carlin a sociologist) is a treasured part of my life mask collection:

Robin Williams.

Post-Pain

2006-06-08T21:42:00.000-04:00

I have just about decided that my headaches are menstrual/menopausal, at least in part. (This is exactly the inviting start to a blog entry everyone loves, I realize.) Still, I'm trying to get to the chiropractor, because that helps, too. I stayed home from school yesterday, the pain was so intense. Today, I'm better, though it's like the headache is almost there, but not quite. Like it's wearing a leather jacket, and fingering a switchblade in its pocket, waiting around the corner for me to walk by unawares.

Too much metaphor?

The star musician from my last question is the wonderful Jade, who, it appears, played just about every instrument there was in her high school band. There were a couple of clarinetists (yours truly included), too. And stringed instruments were the wishes of most: people want to learn --- or are learning --- banjo, guitar and cello. As for myself, I've wanted to be a drummer since I was, maybe, 8. I have a picture of myself one Christmas morning, in my "mini-dress" gown and white go-go boots, banging on my new drum set. I still want to learn to play.

Today's query: Who is your favorite comedian?

The Headache trumped The Knitting the last couple of days, so there's nothing on that front. Those who asked about the animals in the last post: Rupert is the Pekingese/Bulldog, and Gable is the Extraordinarily Gorgeous Cat. The Latter has no use whatsoever for the Former. And yet, Gable positively adores Jessie, our big Retriever mix. I don't know if it's a size thing, or that Gable just doesn't appreciate Rupert's, uh, special appeal (he's no Einstein, this one) ---- but he has never had any time for, nor patience with, him. I do believe that is as near to one another as I've ever seen them without hearing Gable's unmistakable guttural growl.

And, to end on a sad note, Hannah's hamster, Chip, died yesterday. She was determined to get him to the Vet, and we took him, just in case, but it was too late. He was pretty old, I think, for a hamster. Very mellow little guy, too. It would be sad enough on its own, but yesterday was also the day my husband died.

Six, Six --- Well, You Know. . .

2006-06-06T18:32:00.000-04:00

Ah, the first gardenia of the season. How I love, love the smell. Soon, too soon, there'll be so many blooms, I won't be able to keep up with them. But every room in the house will have at least one bunch.

One of my sick headache days, made better by a very nice thank you from Sarah, my Knitters' Tea Swap spoilee. My package arrived in France safely, and she seemed to enjoy all its contents. I have been so lucky with these swaps, almost always getting people that were fun to spoil, and, more important, fun to get to know. She is no exception. And, oh, does she have an adorable son!

As the head rules the body today, not much in the way of personal or professional accomplishment. Just trying not to make any sudden, nausea-inducing moves.

Thanks for answering the last question --- reds, blues, greens, purples --- people look good in lots of colors! For today: What musical instrument have you always wanted to play?

And, finally, if these two can be this near one another without a hissing pawfight breaking out, there might be hope for all of us yet :