Friday, June 30, 2006

Project Spectrum June

In an end-of-the-month effort to keep up with Project Spectrum, I rummaged through my photos and came up with a few in blue.

Sugar and spice and everything nice, that's what cables are made of. and these were made with Pleasure. Ah, such a soft and pleasant yarn. Darn you, Berocco for getting rid of it. It kept my brother nice and toasty this winter though.

cayuaga lake A Beautiful day fishing on the lake. It was a fluke day for April in CNY. I remember needing to put on sunscreen, feeling the sun shine on my back and feeling the relaxation of that warmth right to the end's of my toes.

And of course I give you an Arizona sky. Can you see the "little fluffy clouds?"

Burton: "What were the skies like when you were young?"
Jones: "They went on forever – They - When I - We lived in Arizona, and the skies always had little fluffy clouds in 'em, and they were long, clear, and there were lots of stars, at night. And when it would rain, they would all turn - They were beautiful, the most beautiful skies as a matter of fact. Um, the sunsets were purple and red and yellow and on fire, and the clouds would catch the colors everywhere. That's uh, neat cause I used to look at them all the time, when I was little. You don't see that. You might still see it in the desert."

(if you have no idea what I am talking about, it's a "techno" song from the 90's by Orb)

Santa Catalinas

I also have to include one of my favorite plants evah! Hello, Mr. Sauguaro. This guy is more than 50 years old (he has arms). One of the great things about these cacti is that they have so much personality. If you're walking around in the desert forest like I was here, you'll see that some look like they are waving at you. Some look like they are running away from you. Some are posing and looking a little petulant. It's great.


Ah, so long June. I'm glad you're over. I'm looking forward to July, August and the rest of my going-to-be-wonderful life.

Thursday, June 29, 2006

The Awesomeness of One Skein Secret Pal-dom!

I have a great One Skein Secret Pal that rocks! Seriously, take a look at my suprises.

Jagger Spun Lace!!!

Isn't my one skein phenomenal? My pal got the exact yarn that I wanted to try! The much talked about and much praised Jagger Spun Zephyr. It so soft and it's a lovely, lovely color (Not captured very well by this amature photographer on a cloudy day. It should be almost the color of the candles in the photo below). I'm just itching to knit it up!

And then there were great goodies. The hand creme is just amazing. The candles smell scrumptious and I can't wait to try the soap. Plus a great pattern for the yarn. How complete is that?

Thank you secret pal! I appreciate all the thought you put into my gift. It's truly wonderful.

Dating Fauxpas No. 2

A. Being a creampuff. Seriously, I was a real pushover with the the ex. I think that a lot of it had to do with the fact that he was so much older than I was when I met him. But I think this has carried over to the here and now because it was established for so long in my other relationship. That's something that I'll need to be vigilant about.

It's so bizarre because I don't think of myself as being a creampuff at all. In other areas of my life I am so tough. Not many people could deal with being an inner city high school teacher, living in another country, etc, etc. I have no problems standing up for other people. It's becoming obvious that I need to work on that for myself though.

B. Letting people mess with your head. See 2A.

Wednesday, June 28, 2006

Wonderful Bev!

It's nice to know that there are people out there that I have who have sent me positive energy and good thoughts during my recent tough times. It's really unbelievable though that there would be someone out there that I have never even met in person that would send me a care package. I am truly touched by your generousity and heart, Bev.

It's a little hard to see in the photo, but she sent me a set of glorious sandalwood candles with chinese dragons imprinted on them. I love how apropos they are for my situation. I need inner quiet, strength and wisdom.

Morehouse Farm Merino Knits And she sent me this lovely book, Morehouse Farm Merino Knits. It's got some really nice classic designs in it. I am particularly enchanted with the Rabbit-Proof Scarf (I loved the movie as well) and Erin's Tunic. Definitely two things that I would love to make and wear for this coming winter.

Thank you, Bev, your kindness is outstanding!

As for my recent dating adventures:

I was so gaga over the guy that I recently met and wrote about. I thought that he was just as infatuated with me, too, but I don't think that is the case. It's too bad really because he was awesome. I wish I had met him a few months into the future.

You know, having been in a long term relationship for quite some time, I am used to saying what I feel, but I realize that that's not such a good thing on the dating scene: Hello dating fauxpas no. 1! Anyway, I feel like I just want to go out there and have some fun, but there are some rules that I need to learn. Ahem!

And J if you're out there, I just want to apologize again. What I did was really thoughtless. Sorry.

Saturday, June 24, 2006

Crazy Week, Crazy Dates

Let's start with last Friday, shall we? The evening began with my work's end of the year party. We went to Just A Taste and I started off with a flight of red wines (more than samples of 5 different wines). We had a lovely dinner and I ate some of my favorite food in Ithaca. And I had more wine.

After wine and tapas we were ready to hit the bars. Fortunately there are many to choose from on the commons in Ithaca. So we hit up the first one for shots (a concoction that my boss created), went across the street for more drinks, then on to the last bar of the evening where I had two double vodka drinks (that my boss also created).

Yes, I have the worlds coolest boss. And my coworkers are delightful. It's always a great time when we hang out. It's so sad that so many are leaving Ithaca.

I got home past 1 AM and that was bad news because I had to get up at 5:30 to catch my ride to Utica. Two of our boys from the gym were supposed to fight (I think as qualifiers for the Empire Games). But only one fought, but that was fine because it it was a glorious fight. Every round was great action.

And our fighter won. W is an amazingly skilled and fast boxer. It was so great to go to an old fashioned boxing gym and the story behind the fight would make a great movie (the trainers were arch-enemies). And let's not mention all the beautiful fighters that showed up.

Anyway, on the way back we went to the Boxing Hall of Fame. There were some cool things there including casts of many fighters hands, bills, and tickets.

As I told you in the previous post, last Sunday I went on my first internet date. I had a great time with that guy. I mean, we spent like 7 hours together on our first date together, but I just didn't think I was feeling it. You know the right chemistry. But I decided to try it again and it was pretty much the same.

Well, you remember the bike guy I wrote about, don't you? Well he had helped me out when I picked up my bike, too. And let's just say that he had been on my brain for a while. I decided I should ask him out, but when I went to the bike shop he wasn't there.

So all this is a prelude to the fact that one night I was on my internet dating site and decided that I should be much more proactive about the whole process. So I started searching for guys. I found a couple cute interesting prospects and emailed one on them. But I was sitting there thinking, why can't the bike guy be on here? Click next page, he pops up just right there. It seems like fate, so of course I emailed him and we set up a "date."

But a little later I get an email, a funny, interesting and affable email from another guy who sends me his phone number. For some reason I put it into my phone right away. And for some reason I send him mine in my next email (I never give out my phone number!).

Later on I get a call from this guy. And we talked for a little bit and he ended up coming over. (he called me on accident. We were going to go for a drink but we ended up at his house where we talked for hours and then he drove me home. I got to my house at about 1:30, but didn't get home until 3:00 AM. Fill in the blanks!

Sunday, June 18, 2006

Trouble in exchange-land

It turns out that the pattern that my LYS gave me for the circular felted tote was wrong and wrong. The first time it had to do with the intructions for the ends of rows. The second time had to do with the number of skeins needed. Oh, yes. As I was knitting along, I started to feel that awful, itching feeling you get when you look down at your skein and know you are going to run out of yarn. I wasn't even halfway done, but my yarn was more than half gone.

So I went back to my LYS and sure enough the udpated pattern that they found for me says that it takes two skeins. No wonder I didn't find any of these felted purses in blogland! The owner had another skein of Kathleen on hand in my colorway, but the tones were too different for my taste. I didn't want the front and back to look too disparate. So...I had to come up with something else.

The moment I had walked through the door, I had seen a bunch of Noni Bag Patterns blatantly lounging about on the coffee table. Having admired these from a far on the 'net, I set about looking at the construction of these purses. And of course I bought one pattern (really I wanted about 4 of them). So I give you Tote Exchange Project II: The Sassy Baguette!

I bought Karaoke to knit it with. Beautiful, no? But I should have read the pattern more carefully. The designer wants you to use two strands of 220 held together (on size 11 needles!). I don't want to do this with the karaoke. I would have to make sure they were starting at just the same place in their color striping and this would drive me crazy.

So I think I am going to make the largest version of the bag, but with a single a strand on US 10 needles. I also had the thought of alternating stripes of Karaoke and some other yarn I have. Hmmmm.... I am still undecided.....

So now what do I do with this large and lovely ball of Schaefer Kathleen? I was thinking maybe a scarf. Maybe My So Called Scarf? But the fabric might be just too thick with this wool. Any ideas?

I have had a pretty interesting weekend so far. On Friday night we had our end of the year party for work and though my intentions were noble, I ended up staying out way too late and drinking too much. That made it hard to get up the next morning at 5:30 to catch my ride to Utica where I went to see one of our guys from the boxing gym fight. And, wow, was that ever cool! And last night my friend from knitting had a going away party. It's so sad that she's leaving, but she's doing something great for herself. Today was supposed to be a rest day, but I have a date. Cha, cha, cha! So I won't get as much stuff done around the house as I'd like to have done.

Wednesday, June 14, 2006

Happy Birthday To Me

Monday was my birthday (nevermind my age) and I treated myself to a couple of things.

I bought a beautiful handmade market basket from my local coop. It was made by a cooperative in Gana and each basket is different in size shape and pattern. It works great for shopping with it's wide circumfrence and open top. It holds flowers and carrots with long greens easily. It seems to be really sturdy and you can reshape it by wetting it rather like a felted item. I love the colors and patterns on it. It also holds my boxing gear quite nicely, at least until I finish my boxing bag.

I bought some birthday-yarn, too. I mean, what kind of knitter would I be otherwise? (eventhough I haven't knit much lately. It's in my blood and you can't escape that). Here it is: it's an undyed, 5+ ounce skein of fingering (?) merino/silk. It's soft and lovely and I want to knit a nice lace something or other in it. A shawl? A top? Something purely for me. Meanwhile, I will be in the corner petting it.

Speaking of knitting, I just have to start the toe of my self-striping sock. I'm not sure what kind of toe I want, though. Probably I will go with the standard, (I almost always do), but it's fun to contemplate other possibilities at least.

:sigh: I miss my old photoogenic porch. I am still not sure how I want to take pictures in my new place. I might try to the roof. Yes, I have roof access!

Oh, hey and once upon a time, Mothlady of the incredible Lillehammer sweater asked me what kind of camera I use. And I totally forgot to answer, but I'll tell ya now that it's a cheapie one I picked up from Chez Target for $80.00 a couple of years ago: Vivitar Vivicam 3705 3.3 mp. This little guy doesn't have optical zoom which drives me crazy and most of my pictures with any distance don't turn out. But it takes nice close ups. But still, I can't focus it. My next one will have optical zoom that's for sure.

Blogger is being stubborn and won't let me upload more pictures, like the one of the entire basket. Ugh!

Sunday, June 11, 2006

Newest Stash Addition

Sock! in South Pacific by Lisa Souza

Lisa Souza Sock! in South Pacific

Last fall I bought a skein of Sock! from Lisa Souza Yarn and loved it. Since then I have been deeply in love with the South Pacific colorway (isn't it glorious). I didn't want to buy anymore yarn until I used what I had, but I have tried to make the shade garden skein into a scarf on no less than 3 occassions.The last iteration was to be a Mother's Day present and I started and frogged it about 4 times. It holds up well I must say. It's a lovely colorway, but I think it's telling me that it wants to be socks not a scarf.

Anyway, I am so happy to have this lovely skein. I think it will just be a gazing skein for a while (as opposed to a touching skein or a working skein). I love it just the way it is, sitting on the window sill in the sun.

This is a bad yarn buying sign, I think. Help! I must be falling into the knitter's abyss....the overflowing abyss of yarn stashdom.


(here comes the personal issue stuff)

On other fronts, my life has been hell for the last two weeks. A bunch of stuff happened with my Faux-SO. Now I am out of the house and in my own apartment. It's a lovely space with lots of windows and light and I feel that I can start to get my head together. In fact, I feel leaps and bounds better than just 4 days ago.

Time to heal.

Time to return to world.

Time to start living.

It's kind of fun to walk around and feel free. I see a cute guy and I think, hey there's a cute guy, and I remember that I can look. And so I do and then I think, wow, I could do something about this because he's looking at me, too. Hmmm, yep I am free. Should I do something? Ah, probably not, I am still so tender, but wouldn't it be fun? Cha, cha, cha!

I mean yesterday I was taking my bike to get a tune up and the mechanic there had the most amazing eyes and I let myself be mesmerized by them. And we were both just kind of standing there through the motions but lost in something else.

It was an amazing interaction. Why are bike mechanics always so cute?