Saturday, July 28, 2007

line three, I forget

Today a friend turned another year older. I baked her a little cake. It's hard to gauge in the picture, but it's only 6 inches in diameter!

I work at a university. Sometimes I overhear the young people talking and I think they sound so silly. I am sure, oftentimes, I sound silly to people older than me.

I am thirty-three.

Sometimes I remember where I used to think I would be at thirty-three. It seems so silly now that I'm here. Not there.

Anyway, at dinner we clinked our glasses, cheers, to my friend. I love that noise. The clink clink clink. Good times.

let's take a look at these crow's feet, just look
sitting on the prettiest eyes
sixty 25th of Decembers
fifty-nine 4th of Julys
you can't have too many good times, children
you can't have too many lines
take a good look at these crow's feet
sitting on the prettiest eyes

Monday, July 23, 2007

a new name for everything

the boxes you brought here
and never unpacked
are still patiently waiting to go

mine, too!

But I've been getting better at it and have emptied these boxes (on the right), which are now patiently waiting to be thrown out.

Though I have to admit, it was mostly just transferring their contents (yarn, fabric) to plastic containers.

The fabric was from years ago when I was a more active quilter.

I'm kind of embarrassed by all my hoarding. I'm really in love with patchwork quilts and went through a phase of recklessly collecting prints.
In an attempt to reduce, I've picked up one of my UFOs. Unfortunately, I don't think I have enough of the purple! I will have to wait until my next trip to Toronto to see if Fabricland still carries it.

In the meantime, I've been wasting hours and hours looking at Quilt Blocks Galore and wanting to buy even more prints. I'm quite fond of Amy Butler at the moment and it's taking all self-control to not hit "add to cart".

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

judge a book by its cover

Last January Knitty City held a book launch for Kate Jacob's new book The Friday Night Knitting Club. They promoted the event by promising free copies of the book, free knitting kits, and free refreshments. Keyword: free. Hordes of knitters gathered round, crowding the store past capacity. Knitty City gave out
gift bags for those of us willing to leave immediately. My friend and I each got a bag containing a scarf pattern and two balls of
Tahki Yarns: Cloud (colour 4). Kind of ugly, eh? So ugly, in fact, that I ended up with all four balls as my friend claimed that she could never knit anything with it. I don't know, I thought. It could have potential. I told her that I would take the yarn and knit her a birthday present. She didn't seem that excited but after I suggested a bunch of random objects, she consented to take a pair of armwarmers. I don't think she believed I'd actually do it.

My friend's birthday was over a week ago. I had six months to make them but of course I procrastinated. And while I left enough time to knit them up, this yarn is not only ugly, but a bitch to work with on account of the sudden transitions from fat and fuzzy to really thin.

I had to really struggle to get even tension throughout and after starting over several times, I finally finished one arm using a k2p2 rib. I guess it didn't turn
out that bad? Though I think I will be able to finish the pair using only one ball of yarn, leaving me with three more. I feel burdened by the free yarn!

Monday, July 9, 2007

it's tragic, yes it's true

chelsea elvis chelsea hydrant
hey eleanor, it seems your heart's on your sleeve
and it's the reason that you want to leave
so if you're going to go
just go, just go

we've come to understand that the letter in your hand
it came from a boy who won't be your man
it's tragic, yes it's true
but don't let it ruin this town for you

eleanor, it seems that train's going to leave
and you'd better hurry if that's what you need ..........(cftpa)
but if you still don't know
don't go, oh honey don't go

There is something really exciting about living in New York. I used to have to sometimes jump up and

down to dispel the energy. Now I just kind of bounce. One day I will have to leave, but for now, I have great friends who tell me: Don't go.