Thursday, February 18, 2010

Reading Material

I love "Year of..." books. Books like Barbara Kingslover's "Animal, Vegetable, Miracle," or my most recent literary acquisition, "The Year of Living Biblically: One Man's Humble Quest to Follow the Bible as Literally as Possible" by A.J. Jacobs. I like that someone else commits to a daunting task, and then tells me about it, so I don't have to.

In "Animal, Vegetable, Miracle" a family commits to eating only local food. This involves learning to do things themselves, or do without. Their story is insightful, comic, and motivating. Did you know you can make cheese? In a kitchen. In your kitchen. The book is rife with fun facts and hilarious anecdotes, and I highly recommend it as winter-into-spring reading. Prepare yourself for garden-lust.

Today, I picked up "The Year of Living Biblically." I'm only a few dozen pages
in, but the story of an agnostic mentally, physically, and spiritually embracing a literal translation of the Bible, is both humorous, and moving. He hires a shatnez inspector to clear his closet of cotton/wool blends, he learns how to pray, he grows a truly epic beard, and he drives his wife nuts. I appreciate his respectful approach, and that he can still laugh at himself. Mostly, however, I appreciate that he wrote it down, so that I can share in the experience, while sitting in my armchair, wearing cotton/poly blend, drinking milk with my ham sandwich.

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Zombification...76% complete

After 17 hours at work, I'm a little fried, but I'm $200ish richer, and the baby dress is a few inches longer. So we'll call it a wash. Six hours later, and it's time to head back for more. Is this commitment, or just dumb? Also, Alzheimer's unit tonight, look forward to STORIES.

Monday, February 15, 2010

Filler post

I have five minutes before midnight to come up with a post. I don't want to fail at my goal on the second day, but interesting topics are not forthcoming, and time is short. Perhaps tomorrow I will write my post before work, not after. I will leave you with a picture of me, and an elephant.

Sunday, February 14, 2010

Blog-a-day? Oy Vey.


A new goal for at least the next couple months is a short blog-a-day. A what's-the-haps sort of thing. Today is a knitting/homework sort of day. I currently have 5 projects in the works, but my favorite by far is a sweet little dress for a co-worker's baby, due in a couple of weeks. The pattern is Little sister's dress. I love the boldness of the brown and red colors, a deviation from baby pastels.

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Books & wine & needles

It is hard to come home to an empty house after even the best days at work.  It's dark and cold and there is no one to relate the tales of your day to.  Now this is not something that I often experience as I have what may be the world's best roommates, but it's a holiday and they are off celebrating.  Every now and then, though, having the place to yourself can be a bit of a treat.  I drew a bath, and poured some wine, played some George Winston, and settled in with a book by my new favorite author, Michael Perry.  The books he writes are slice-of-life, comments on the nature of things, great stories from work kind of books.  They are the non-fiction, auto-biographical ramblings of a man in love with over-thinking simple life moments in the best ways.  There is something renewing about reading his thoughts on midwestern winters, paint stripper, and balding.

Next, I tuned into hulu for some bad TV and picked up the knitting (and another glass of wine). I have made great progress on the sweater-vest of doom.  The back is complete and 
I am up to the v-neck split of the front.  As I watched TV, I knit up the left side and was approximately three inches from the shoulder.  Now the great thing about knitting tipsy, is that the time flies.  The bad thing is the confusing directions that rely heavily on counting, and multiples of seven plus two, become extra confusing.  The really great thing about knitting tipsy, is that when you realize you have to rip out an hour and a half's work because it said every-other row, seven times, not every seventh row twice, you don't really care, because it was still really fun. 

I just realized as I reached the end of this post, that I have a gallon of wine brewing in my basement that I haven't tended in months.  Look forward to that next time!

Saturday, October 10, 2009

Oh the knitting...

I have a problem of a fibrous nature.  I love the patterns, and the colors, and the process, but, my friends, this knitting thing never ends.  And it's not just the knitting.  Oh no, it's the knitting, and the weaving, and the sewing.  I have confess to a case of fiber ADD. I am in love 
with the scarf I strung on a hand-me-down loom three months ago.  I found it last week shoved into a corner when I had to dig out the electric meter for the city utility-man.  I was so excited to try knitting an argyle pattern.  I made it though the solid color bottom band and hid it under my bed for a year.  I shudder to think of it.  I promised my guy a sweater vest to keep him warm this winter.  It'll work great if he's ok with cold shoulders.  I promised a friend fingerless mittens to get him through a cold fall.  I need new scrubs for work and ambitiously bought a pattern and fabric, thinking I would practice my sewing skills whenever I need a break from the knitting.  Oh boy.

It's mid-November and I am behind, but I am not daunted.  The fabric has been shipped off to my mother who has not only whipped me up the original brown pair, but has purchased enough
 additional fabric to make a veritable army of uniforms.  I will be burgundy, and polka dotted, and I even promise to wear the disconcerting "Christmas Print" with good cheer and gratitude.
 The gloves, I am proud to say, are complete, and will soon be heading to the Northern lands in the capable hands of our neighborhood postal worker.  The woven scarf has returned to it's corner to wait for someone at work to pass on the local snuffle and sideline me for
 a couple of days. But the vest.  Oh the vest.  I'm trying, I really am, but to my knitting friends out there, never commit to knitting someone something on size two needles unless you really mean it.  I mean really mean it.  I'm getting there, but Happy Birthday turned into Merry Christmas, and if I don't get my fingers flying, we'll be looking at a blessed Purim.

On the bright side though, this knitting thing never ends!  I have so many patterns and requests and new things to try.  It's nice to be able to make things people actually want.  It's nice to feel productive while I watch TV. Honestly, it's nice to just feel the needles in my hands, with their cool metal, and soothing clicking.  And, should I run out of ambition, there is always the argyle monster hiding under my bed to scare me back to work.

Thursday, May 7, 2009

Lessons

Things I learned Wednesday:

1) If the first leg of an early-in-the-season bike ride of the season makes you feel like a rockstar, and like you're totally in shape, there is a tailwind, and you will pay for it on the ride home.

2) Buy a spare tire intertube and an on-frame pump.  Carry them when you go out for a ride.

3) 70ยบ rain is wonderful.

4) Bike cleats are hard to walk in.

5) Cement is hard on feet fresh from winter boots.  Also, even baby thistles have spines.

6) Daffodils will always be my favorite flower.

7) Old people are relentless in their quest for a weed-free lawn.

8) Construction crews are fun to watch.

9) Life is what you make of it.