The Noro chevron-knit thing from a few posts back is done, but for 1″ x 8″ of ribbing and some careful tugging at the bind off edge to make the points more pronounced. Uff da, am I ever ready for it to be finished!
Am plodding along on the other gray shawl. I love the yarn and the design, but I’ve just had so little time to knit, and its one where I really had to count rows carefully to write the pattern correctly, whereas the Noro one was work 1 repeat, and then reading the knitting, work in pattern as established. I like designs like that because there isn’t anything to stop you from picking them up any time and any place.
Off to run some errands. My work is moving offices today so we get the day off while everyone else does the hard work of moving crates, setting up our desks, and cleaning up the moving mess. Yay! I never take days off, so when I get one from serendipitous circumstances such as these… it doth make mine heart fulle of mirth.
Chock full. Bursting at the seams, even.
Am I working on anything new? Of course I am. Have I tinked and reknitted about 8,295 times? Of course I have. Any pics to show for all the trouble? Of course not!
It can sometimes seem nearly impossible to stay positive. I seem to always find myself scribbling furiously into the “CON” column while the “PRO” column languishes, empty. I’m going to go out on a limb and say that anything can fill both columns, depending on who is holding the pen and what sort of mood they’re in (or perhaps, more aptly put, what sort of mood life has handed them for the day).
What got me thinking about this was tomatoes. I was flipping through the latest issue of Sunset magazine (insert Negative Nelly here…follow up with the pro that it makes for great eyecandy and fun reading), and saw that right here in Oregon, a Super-Tomato has been bred from a few select varieties to produce a tomato that is actually purple. The color comes from anthocyanins, which are basically pigments that indicate how vitamin-packed a food is. I let the information from the little snippet (at just a few sentences long, I could hardly call it an article) wash over me momentarily, and simultaneously thought “Huh.” and “I bet they stain even worse than regular tomatoes.” *grumble, grumble*
I wanted to do an experiment to make some objective statements and then show that I truly can come up with more positives than negatives for each, but apparently life was doling out brown, foul-smelling moods today. No point in putting a Pollyanna mask on George Carlin, nome sane?
Have been a bit busy lately, but now that I have a free weekend with zero plans, I hope to take some works in progress out for photos in nice natural lighting this weekend. Watching Grimm in about 6 minutes. Eek! This week is full of win.
Can’t wait to finish what I’m working on so I can cast on for some other things in some delicious yarns. Perhaps finally a sweater for myself…? *lucy swiftly moves football out of charlie brown’s reach* Maybe, maybe not.
It’s been a while since I’ve done this, but I need to set the mood for this week. Not sure if there is a theme between these. Some of them are songs that make me truly happy, or songs that I find comforting, the rest are probably maudlin songs that I just flat appreciate. Bon appetit, as always:
For Mothers’ Day?(Laurie Anderson in concert was one of the few times in my life I was rendered speechless. If you ever get a chance to see her, you simply must!)
I love every version of this song that I’ve come across (even the Weird Al parody “I Think I’m a Clone Now.) Lene Lovich’s is particularly special for me.
Have had this one on repeat more than I care to admit at varying points in my life.
Sometimes it’s easy to doubt this, but it’s true:
Robert Hazard is probably one of the best artists you’ve never heard of. I found one of his tapes at a Value Village in Puyallup (WA) back in the mid-90′s at the height of my new wave obsession (Ok, I’ll be honest, my new wave obsession has been ongoing for the last 15+ years). If you haven’t heard of RH, then surely you have heard this song?
Best singalong song on the planet? You be the judge. (I say YES.)
Okay, I think this is enough stuff to keep this week “rolling on a rihhh-vahhhhh.” Have a great week. Photos of WIPs pending, before the cream sets out too long and all. ;)
I solemnly swear I am up to no good, and will have photos to prove such (hopefully by tomorrow). No promises though, I am home sick from work for a craptacular bout of what is most likely a really bad case of allergies (again) and ensuing sinus infection. It seems I’m getting onset of severe seasonal allergies with immediate sinus infection about every week and a half to two weeks now. Apparently, my neighborhood—with all its glorious old trees and beautifully landscaped floral displays in its yards—is trying to kill me.
It had me fooled yesterday with the head ache, sore throat, and body aches—must be a cold, I thought.Who gets body aches with allergies? Well, they may not come with the allergies, but if you’re lucky enough to have allergies keep repeatedly turning into sinus infections…(I just barely finished the antibiotics for the last one, too.) Oh well. Have to wait until later today to take sudafed (a long story, but a good one), and until I can take some, it’s going to feel like I have a couple of kittens stuffed up my nose. Not happy!
So yesterday was a wonderful holiday and we got to eat some really great food. Now, what to do with a whole spiral-sliced ham and a glut of roasted potatoes? Easy!
The ham lends itself well to sandwiches because it’s already sliced, so that’s a no-brainer. The potatoes were a little trickier. I’m a little pleased with myself for dreaming this up, though. They were roasted with a bit of olive oil and some rosemary, garlic, and thyme, then topped with freshly grated parmesan for a nice crispy crust on top. When putting them in the storage container, I got the bright idea to add some whole grain mustard, apple cider vinegar, and dill/paprika/salt/pepper. Shook it until it was thoroughly combined, then into the fridge it went for the night. Today I have a lovely German-style potato salad to eat with the ham sammys. Try it the next time you have leftover potatoes and let me know what you think.
Best of all: am meeting a friend for lunch, and we’re going to eat all these lovelies as a picnic while the weather is still [barely] nice! Yay! :)