Tuesday, December 26, 2006
May Overhill of Nobottle
I bet you'd like one, too
I found this quote yesterday:
The only gift is a portion of thyself.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson, writer and philosopher (1803-1882)
It's rather apropos for this time of the year, don't you think? But I'd ammend it to say, "The best gift is a portion of thyself." When someone is really there with you, when they give of their time, when they obviously have done something for you that took a lot of thought and energy or when they have truly shared a part of who they are with you, it makes life so sweet and meaningful. And that is truly a gift.
Sunday, December 24, 2006
This little guy has been sitting around for some time now just waiting for a toe. I finished it the other night at Stitch'N Bitch, and I have to say that I'm a little proud of this sock. I really like the way my yarn turned out with my pattern. There are a couple of variations I'd like to try, meaning that my interest is still piqued. So hopefully the second won't take another year to knit.
Saturday, December 23, 2006
Details: US 7, 16" circular needle, Knit Pick's WOTA and Andean Silk (left over KSH and Merino Sock! for the flower, WOTA for the felted leaf). Picot hem that was knitted together as I knit the hat up from the bottom. It looks a little shinier in the picture than in real life ( I adjusted to color so that it showed more true to life).
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
How nice is that? Everyone you are playing with wants you to hug them. In fact, although they are running away from you, in reality they are all vying for your affection. :sigh: It's so simple, real and practically artless. I mean there's really only one level of duplicity involved and it's all mutually agreed upon.
Not only was I treated to this lovely game, but there was just what I needed: much close and quiet story reading. I mean remember when you were little, what was one of the most reassuring, comforting activities? I remember lying in bed with my father and all my siblings and having him read or tell us wonderful stories. I remember feeling so secure, so warm and safe. It was lovely.
So today I was reading a book to a great little kindergartener on a mat and all these cute little K's and first graders joined us. We all kind of cuddled up together and shared a lovely tale, and communal sense of comfort. Just what I wanted for Christmas. So I am writing it here so I will remember.
I also thought today about part of a poem that Walt Whitman wrote:
There was a child went forth every day,
And the first object he looked upon and received with wonder or
pity or love or dread, that object he became,
And that object became part of him for the day or a certain part of
the day....or for many years or stretching cycles of years.
What ever part of me stays with any of the children I care for or teach, I hope it's like the one of my father I describe above. You can never know how your actions, reactions or inactions effect those around you, children in particular. Or how long they will carry that word, that hug or small gift with them. What if one squeeze here and one bandaid there made the real difference between a day of misery and one that could be tolerable. And what if I am the only person available for this child to play makebelieve or who has time to read to him.
Each one is such a precious little wonder because they can be anything, do anything. They can see beyond and not be afraid of not knowing because they don't know so much as it is, but are so open to learn and experience.
But afterall, this is a knit blog or it was. Anyway I have actually finished a few items lately. I was inspired to make only one gift this year. Something so small and useful. A soapsock! Sounds so granny, don't you think? But just the other day I was wishing for something just like this. Thanks to I'm Knitting As Fast As I Can for the pattern.
Friday, December 08, 2006
The sterility of winter hadn't set in. The air was still warm, a little humid and fragrant, almost sweet. Flowers lingered on vines across chainlink fences in alley ways and sidewalk cracks. Some trees still had leaves, but many were busy turning.
A few days were quite warm (70's!), and on others, the skies were bright and blue, the sunshine being so much more intense in Atlanta.
There are lots of interesting little neighborhoods to explore In Atlanta, and in some of the artsier ones, people have taken it upon themselves to transmogrify street signs into petite billboards.
It's a different sort of place that produces "I love you" graffiti, don'tcha think?
Or better yet, contains buildings with quotes from Noam Chomsky and Arundhati Roy spray painted on their sides: "Everyone is worried about stopping terrorism. There is a simple solution. Stop participating in it."
Of course, this wasn't really my vision of the South. Nor did Atlanta live up to my companion's vision of it as a city chock-full of redheads and short, plump, mustachiod men.
It will live on in my memory as a place where bars could very well have skull facades.
Where new buildings tend to have quirky details.
Where older, industrial spaces have been given new, artier looks.
This is a light fixture from the Floataway Cafe.
I particularly enjoyed the long shear curtains that informally partitioned off the restaurant and seemed to float on a breeze that you never felt.
And as a land-locked city with a rockin' aquarium.
Whale Sharks! Can you believe it? They also had beluga whales. And the most amazing penguin exhibit I've seen yet.
And some crazy spider crabs!
Thursday, December 07, 2006
Everything that I hold dear, I hold it all for you.
The light warming my back as I knit in the sun. The smell of a passerby's perfume. (what scent was that?) The laugh I hear across the room. A hand brushed lightly across a knee.
The breeze that just lifted my scarf so gently, it flowed over her skin and his and hers. Around the corners and through the city until I know that it touched you, too.
It touched everyone. (as did the sun)
And I felt you sigh with me.
I recently discovered Walt Whitman and I am simply taken by his work. I can't imagine how I had never read anything of his before. And it's such happenstance that I even came across it.
Someone left a bunch of National Geographics in a local laundrymat and I happened to pick one up and start paging through it last week. I came upon an article about Walt Whitman and was drawn in by his lovely and evocative words. Key exerpts were paired with photos and a short story of his life. After reading and rereading portions of Song of Myself and other poems, I wanted to run out and buy a book of his work, but for reasons beyond my control I had to wait a few days.
So I ended up purchasing Leaves of Grass about five days later and had much time to read it. And when I say much time, I mean real, spacious, I-could-be-doing-anything-I-wanted-to time. You see I got to have a wonderful little vacation in Atlanta last week. Just Me, my lovely friend and Whitman.
So as I explored and strolled and hustled around Atlanta I always had Walt close at hand. I could sit down at any moment and open him up and be thrilled by his connection to the world. And know that I knew it all already, but needed him to point it out again. And I did pull him out frequently and let him take me to a higher level of mindfulness, sending shivers up my spine as I ascended.
But enough of Walt. I want to tell you about Atlanta.
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
And can you believe it? Knitting Nature! This is one of the most awesome books I have seen in a while. And look at the little black sheep tape measure
Here is the one skein item: a pair of fingerless mitts made from Artfibers Kurasawa and a leftover skein! The pattern is from Knitty. Aren't they lovely? The yarn is so soft,too.
And look how well they fit! I wear them almost everyday now that it is cooler. Thanks so much, Annie!
She also sent me an extra skein of kidsilk haze! How cool is that?
Wish me luck today. I have an interview for a grad school program I'd like to get into and then I am off on vacation, my first in 11 months!
Saturday, November 04, 2006
I think I have been depressed. Well, I know that I have been. I mean, about two months ago I stopped doing a lot of stuff that I normally do, like blog and knit and read. And I had a few days where I was barely able to keep it together. I mean I was on the verge of crumbling into a little heap. Yes, a little heap of sad-Miriness.
I thank my sister and Ms. Missy for getting me through there. I'm no longer in danger of heapness, small nor large. In fact, I feel more balanced than I have for a long while.
I'm not exactly sure what brought on this bout of melancholy. I was under a lot of stress to try to find another job that fits my schedule so that I can keep my School Age Program job. I have one now that fits the bill for the time being. So that's a little better, but I really think I was suffering from some sort of post-trauma depression.
I mean it felt so good to get out of my old relationship. I felt more like myself than I had for a long time. I felt relief and a weird eleation. But I never really had a period of grief. So I think I just experienced this a month ago. I felt the loss of it all, my old life, my twenties, my security. I don't want all that back, but I did feel the change to the core of my being.
Couple this along with the fact that my hand had an injury that wasn't going away, was pretty painful, and was keeping me from boxing hard. I kept taking weeks off of boxing with that hand, but it wasn't helping. Eventually I got it x-rayed and there wasn't anything seriously wrong. Just a bad contusion. Now I wear two large sponges on my hand with my wraps and this has seemed to help keep me from getting injured further. Now it's just my skin that's coming off! (hard hitter that I am)
And, then I have been sick with two colds, a UTI and another cold in the last three or four weeks.
So for two months I have been MIA. I haven't really been knitting and this has wreaked havok with the exchanges that I joined earlier in the summer. My poor partners. Not only do I owe them blog posts for their wonderful packages, in some cases, it's been hard for me to finish my end of the exchange. So let me begin by showing the great scarf I received in the funky scarf exchange brought to the 'net by Bev and Scout:
Isn't it wonderful? My partner Maricell used a bunch of different yarns that she knitted into strips and pieced together. For the colors, she took inspiration from Botticelli's Birth of Venus, the painting I used as an example of art that I liked. The ends of the scarf terminate in fingers of different lengths. It looks fabulous with my black peacoat and I have got a lot of compliments on it. And she designed it herself! Such a great gift.
Thank you Maricell!
More exchange gift posts to come.
Wednesday, September 06, 2006
Today was my first day back working in my after school program. I was having fun with the kids on the back playgound and they asked if we could go for a walk. I said wouldn't it be even cooler if we went to the falls? So we asked the-coolest-boss-ever if we could take our little jaunt and she said, "I love impromptu activities!" Cool or what?
So off we went:
(This would be the same place that I lost my shoe! Ahem!)
I took half of the kids right up to falls. They got all misted. We looked at the fossil ripples in the exposed gorge walls. We threw a bunch of rocks. We headed back down stream with all of our shoes.
While walking back one of the really sweet second grade boys said to me: This place is great! (then he punched his hand up towards the sky and said) It's the best day of my entire life!
I suppose that he's only 7, but I helped him have his best day ever.
I couldn't have don't that behind a desk.
Saturday, September 02, 2006
I'm playful and fun, active and structured. I like to explore the world and share it with other people. I'm creative and imagintive. I love little kids.
I was really happy working at the school age program last year even through all the crap that happened. In fact, the staff, the kids, and the activities that went on there were the shining moments during my break up, excluding the wonderful support I got here, of course.
All this summer I have missed people calling me Momo, I haven't had a good game of head hunter and no one has given me a spontaneous hug, a just because moment of innocent affection.
So I have made two decisions.
The first is that I am going to return to my old job. It's only part time so I am going to have to find something for my other hours to survive. It kind of puts me in a bad position as I could have had the job that I was temping at and had health insurance, money to buy a new car, free tuition after a year at Cornell etc. I was planning to get my certification there for secondary science education. Now I won't have any security. But if I can find another job that works with this one, I'll have my happiness, right?
The second one is that I have decided to go back to school to become an elementary school teacher. It's too late to start this semester, but I think I will be able to start in the Spring and this will work well with my part time job. I can get loans and my work has some money available for me, too (at least that's what my boss told me!). The state school near here is pretty cheap (compared to Cornell) and has a great elementary education program.
When I taught high school science I just wasn't as happy as I could have been. In fact, I don't think I was very happy at all. I don't think it was the teaching part. It's really frustrating trying to teach science to that age. I really feel motivated to do this, so I think that it's the right thing (or at least as close to the right thing as possible) now. I need to get crackin'!!!
On another note, my Yarn Aboard II package made it to Holly!. Hurray!
Saturday, August 26, 2006
10. You never ask any personal questions, so that by the fourth date you have no idea that I have a graduate degree or what fields I studied in college.
9. You call me right after I text you. If I didn't call you, then it means that I couldn't.
8. You invite me to dinner then later ask me to cook you dinner.
7. I ask you for a later date time, then you stipulate an even later one. You then proceed to show up earlier than I asked you to, nevermind the time you wanted.
6. You show up dressed down and early.
5. You show up unwashed and early.
4. I look like a hot, foxy momma and you don't say a damn thing about it!
3. By the way, you're moving out of town in a couple of weeks???
2. Yes, there is a thing called dinner conversation. It's interactive and generally themes build upon each other in a stimulating fashion.
1. You try to school me on rocks. If you hadn't committed numero diez you'd know that, yes, indeed, I do know a little about granite.
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
Look what was inside!
Artyarns Ultramerino - pretty like violets
Thanks Bev!. I can't believe that you were my partner. It's such a small world here. I loved the Cool and Sunny socks you made out of this yarn. I hope mine turn out as nice.
Bev also sent along a CD with some great tunes, chocolate, a nice textured sock pattern, and a cool postcard.
Now I have all the stuff to send along for my partner except the postcard! Look out Yarn Aboarders!
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
And over the months we have continued to communicate through each others blogs. I feel very lucky to have met her.
Even luckier this week! Look at the suprise that came in the mail!
All wrapped up so pretty!
With a lovely card.
A gorgeous handspun, handdyed yarn. With a personalized skein label. When I look at it it's telling me that it might like to be a pair of socks with a simple stitch pattern. I think it would be lovely. The colors are beautiful together.
Cayli, you rock! This is such an awesome gift. Thanks for being one of the people that's been part of making my life better and better.
Thanks so much!!!
Monday, August 14, 2006
Here's the proof! The top picture is me in the ring with my trainer. He's got focus mitts on that he's having me hit. (they are new and really hard, ouch!) Basically, he tells me which combinations and such to throw and he throws them at me, too. It's a really intense workout with force meeting force.
The second one is me on the heavy bag. I usually go for 3 or 4 rounds on it before getting into the ring. This particular bag is pretty heavy. And having worked on it and with my trainer that day really cut up my knuckles eventhough I'm all wrapped up inside my gloves.
My friend that was visiting came into the ring, and did some rounds, too. You were so cute, Mushy!
Friday, August 11, 2006
Tuesday, August 08, 2006
For some reason knitting has been a little stressful for me lately. So I decided to relax and crochet my one skein secret pal project. There's just something about crocheting that's really soothing for me, especially long rows of SC. It's just rhythmic and repetative in a nice, tranquil way.
I'm using Lisa Souza Sock! Merino in Garnet. The colors are really subtle. It's rather like sunshine dapples. I'm loving the way it's looking.
If you're into swapping and scarves, here's one you might enjoy and is still open: Funky Scarf Swap Thanks, Cayli for posting about it!
Yesterday I did 8 rounds in the ring! It was a personal best for me. When I took off my gloves and unwrapped my hands there was skin peeling off two of my knuckles - gross but kinda burly!
I've also been learning this crazy punch combination: jab, cross, jab, cross, hook, cross, step to right, jab, jab, cross, low hook, hook, cross. My trainer calls it the Willie Monroe waltz.
Friday, August 04, 2006
I recently joined Yarn Aboard II exchange hosted by the lovely Amanda of ClothesKnit. This exchange is a little different from the norm. There are several boxes that will be sent from one person to the next until they come back to the original sender. You can only keep the box for 5 days and then you must mail it along to your Yarn Aboard pal downstream.
I joined the sock yarn exchange so I bet you can guess what's in the picture. (If not, I'll tell you later) It's the yarn my pal requested. The colors are a bit unusual, but I think they look great together. I hope my pal thinks so, too. They are amongst her favorites.
I just have to gather together some goodies to pop in along with the yarn. You don't know when the box will come, so you have to be prepared. As a matter of fact, I am auditioning some chocolates right now!
Thursday, August 03, 2006
(Ever read The Awakening by Kate Chopin?)
Of course my new, carefree life has also brought me some other problems, but for the most part I have been sailing along and experiencing things as they happen. And doing a good job getting over the rough patches I think. Sometimes I do get a little lonely, but being a little lonely is an order of magnitude better than being miserable, right? And plus, most of the time I feel pretty happy.
But I am not sure that just sailing along is good enough. I think I need to find out what is it that I really want. I could never figure this out before, I think mostly because I was under the influence of my ex and he really kept me in a state of confusion and smallness. I didn't really know what happiness was with him. I had to shutdown and contain everything to peacefully exist.
But, you know, I can feel it all now. And I feel like this is what I should be focusing on: Keeping and increasing the happiness in my life.
Monday, July 31, 2006
Last week my One skein pal sent me another wonderful package. I just have to say to my pal that you've really nailed my yarn tastes! Look at the beautiul Artfibers Tsuki she got for me. It's a lovely dark teal that changes color in different lights. It's so soft. I've been rubbing it on my neck....It will make a lovely scarf. And speaking of which she also sent me this great pattern for making a drop stitch scarf.
My One Skein Pal was also kind enought to slip in some goodies. A great CD, as you can see. There are some songs that I know and love and others are by artists that I'm really glad to be introduced to. Thanks! My thoughtful pal also sent a nice foot cream to go with the hand cream she sent last time. (Ahem, it's a good thing, too. My feet need some TLC). And look at this book. She says it's a nice easy read that one of her secret pals sent to her. How neat is that!
Thank you my one skein friend!
Monday, July 17, 2006
You might be able to guess from the title but I will let following picture remind you of reading time with your elementary school librarian.
Yes, Alexander and I had a few things in common. We were both a bit grumpy as children. We both hated lima beens, my pajamas sucked and I never seemed to get the right colored sneakers.
But as a child you're really not in control of all that stuff. Your job is basically to learn how to react to all of that stuff in the best way possible. Learning how to deal is one of the greatest life lessons.
But when you're thirty-something, you call the shots. You make the decisions and you really have no one else to blame for any stupidity going on in your life. *sigh* I just don't know what got into me today.
Did I really need to go running at 2:30 PM on the hottest day of the year? Ummm, no! Should I have done laundry instead of a much needed project? No! Should I have mailed off a bill that I could have paid at the grocery store? Again, you know the answer. There's some other stuff I am leaving out, too, because it's just TMI to blog about, but you get the picture.
And to top it all off, my computer has been compromised. I am not sure how. I have tried a couple of things to figure it out, but I haven't come up with anything yet. The program that seems to be the culprit is under arrest. Hopefully I will be able to suss something out with a little bit of vigilance and time. Ahrg!
But what I really want to get at is that when you are of a certain age, your destiny is in your own hands. Sure I followed some stupid lines of reasoning earlier today, but I have the power to change all that. And, in fact, I did. I didn't feel like boxing. I felt really small today, really unbalanced and unfocused. It seemed like a bad idea to do anything that required my attention. But you know what? Making myself go was a blessing. It really brought about all that was missing in me today. It brought out the feeling/passion and the focus and bigness that I need to be myself. Thank you, D, for being there and being a great coach.
Friday, July 14, 2006
I thought about ordering yarn from pureknits for quite some time. I mean they stock handpainted cashmere sock yarn and Yarntini yumminess, who wouldn't want to shop there? So last Sunday I managed to rein myself in while purchasing some neat-o yarn for experimentation.
There were two yarns that I had been thinking about buying. The first was the worsted Malabrigo which pureknits began carrying recently. The second was the banana silk yarn. I have a crocheted hat pattern from Stitch Diva Studios that turned out beautifully in this yarn (look at their customer gallery). It would make a great gift.
So shipping is ultra-fast with these folks. My package was shipped on Monday and delivered on Wednesday. The packaging was A+ splendid. The yarn skeins were put up in individual plastic bags tied with lovely ribbons.
I couldn't believe that I also received a hand written note about my yarns and a personal comment on my location. Tres nice, don't you think?
Then, of course, there is the yarn. The Malabrigo is simply amazing! So soft and vibrantly colored. I need more of this yarn! I'm hungry for it! I mean a sweater knitted from this yarn would be the ultimate in lovely softness.
The banana silk is great, too. The sheen is incredible, but this is definitely a yarn for a fun hat or purse.
Great service, great products. I would shop there again in a heartbeat.
You know yesterday was my blogiversary here on blogger. I wanted to post about it but some stuff came up and I didn't have time. However, I would still like to make a little celebration. So I think that the first person to comment on this entry should get something fun from my stash. I want to give away my most favorite sock yarn because goodness like Liza Souza Sock! should be shared. Send me your email and the skein shall be yours!
Oh and as an aside, I had to look up the spelling for blogiverary and came upon an interesting set of blogging related definitions here. Some of them are pretty funny.
Okay, I have so much stuff to do today. Off to the real world.
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
What would you think about a girl that came home from a "date" with only one shoe?
Would you suspect that she accidently slipped off the edge of a creek bank and was nearly submersed in the rushing waters coming off the falls she visited late at night - but managed somehow to save her cellphone?
Probably not, but it could happen.
Saturday, July 08, 2006
I'm also actually doing some knitting of my own as I alluded to the other day. The Noni bag is coming along brilliantly. I think it will be a stunner, but my poor swap partner has had to wait so long! She'll get some other goodies, too, for being such a good sport!
Thursday, July 06, 2006
I skipped boxing, but it was so worth it. Sailing is just about the coolest thing I have done here in Ithaca. It's a small, fast boat. When it takes off, one side will be leaning into the water and so you have to use your body weight to keep it from capsizing. So I was in this harness that you could attach to the boat and I had to stand on the side and lean out over the water. Very fun.
Later my Stitch'N bitch friend cut my hair. She did a lovely job. I've got lots of layers now and so much more curl. My hair feels and looks fabulous. I was walking around town today feeling like a princess, so light and airy. Thanks, L!!!Plus I went to the our Stitch'N Bitch last night and got some more time in on my exchange project.
Ah, if only everyday were so lovely!
Sunday, July 02, 2006
To another J in Ithaca, I just want to reiterate what a class act that I think you are.
To J in SP, I miss you! Someone's coming down this week to the gym to spar with me. It's like a fight-date. I can't wait to see how I'll do.