For the first time since mid-May! I am very happy. I have a happy find to share – two nylon circular needles. The old fashioned circa 1960’s ONE PIECE nylon circulars. As far as I know they are no longer manufactured.
I love these needles like crazy — they’re usually in larger sizes – these two are an 11 and a 10.5, and they have NO JOIN because they are solid nylon. I love love love not having to worry about yarn snagging or catching on the join.
Tommy-dog is off to the veternarian today, to be neutered. I am unaccountably terrified.
… you are at the bagging counter of the grocery, and discover that the re-usable bag you thought was full of bags was in fact full of lovely washed Cormo waiting to be carded, neatly covered with another bag containing a couple of very flat rolags.
Summer Solstice is come and gone, and we have had a busy couple of months here. A wedding at the end of May, Bridget’s birthday, and all the bustle and fuss that goes along with adopting a dog.
The wedding was lovely, though the wedding knitting remains unfinished. We made some friends in the brides family, and are looking forward to a calmer summer now that school is out.
The dog is happy, and has finished his first level of obedience training – we’re working Sue Ailsby’s Training Levels with him. He is a fun and cute addition to the household, currently doing a pancake imitation next to one of the air conditioner vents.
I am not knitting much at all – a sock on the needles, and the wedding shawl to finish. Then there is an afghan I should finish sometime. It’s already been on the needles a year, so it isn’t exactly urgent. I need to get my yarn and knitting area set up again – it’s currently packed up as part of the effort to dog proof the living room. Now that the dog has learned the basics of “leave it” though, I can think about unpacking.
The Bee is finished with school for the year, and likely for the next several years– we weren’t very happy with the charter school experience, and will return to traditional homeschooling this next year.
dasHusband is happy, well, and grumbling about the house getting ready to go to work. He always grumbles about the house when it’s time to go to work – he loves his job, but he loves being at home too!
And so we are, entering the summer happy and grumbling and be-dogged.
I have no complaint
by Sappho
I have no complaint
prosperity that
the golden Muses
gave me was no
delusion: dead, I
won’t be forgotten
Today : A rainy grey afternoon, sitting in a rocker tucked under a warm blue blanket, knitting a piece of beautiful lace for the wedding of a good friend while my adorable dog snoozes quietly on his rug by the piano. Outside, my daughter plays, oblivious to the light rain, running back and forth with cups of full of tadpoles, all while wearing a blue velvet dress.
Details: The lace is the ‘Lady’s Circular Cape’ from ‘Victorian Lace Today’, being worked in Knitpicks Gloss Bare – 70/30 merino/silk, with 3mm swarovski crystal pearls. US 6, 4mm needles. The dog is Tommy, a 10 month old Shih Tzu/Peke mix.
Beltane was fun even though we got rained on.
I have a lifetime supply of hotdogs in the fridge now.
The Bee pronounces Maypole as ‘maple’, and proclaims that ‘celebrating maple’ is her favorite holiday.
We are now a known aspect of park life to the ranger station at the park we go to – they had a new hire this year, and she was told “Oh, it’s the mayday people – they’re here every year.”
Today I didn’t replace my can opener. It had gotten very stiff and rusty and I was thinking about getting a new one, but instead I fixed it. A little spray of WD40 around the rusty teeth, a few spins of the butterfly to work the lubricant in, and then a good rub with a rag to remove the excess oil and rust. I now have a good as new perfectly working can opener.
A butterfly can opener.
Simple things count – Celebrate Earth Day today!
grace note: this kind of can opener is called a butterfly can opener because of the shape of the handle.
This made me cry with joy. Life can be so good.
It doesn’t hurt a bit that Les Mis is my favorite musical, and that ‘I dreamed a dream’ is my favorite song in it.
But really, this is a triumph for life, and the endless possibilities it offers every one of us. And a reminder to never, ever, ever judge anyone or anything too quickly.
I’m in tears. Life is so good.
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My nefarious attempt to train for my upcoming three day event has been undermined and destroyed by a treacherous signifigant body part. My MD is sending me to an orthopod — this time, it’s that slippery devil, the achilles tendon.
I’m never going to be able to achieve world domination if my body keeps on with this treasonous behaviour.
