loop duplicate my heart

I found a reason for not going out tonight
I'm making out tonight
with my computer :

i am a faulty string of blue christmas lights

hey I found the safest place to keep all our tenderness
keep all our bad ideas
keep all our hope
it's here in the smallest bones, the feet and the inner-ear
it's such an enormous thing to walk and to listen

i love you (but you're boring)

Once upon a time I stepped on a screw. It poked through my sneakers and stabbed me. Just barely. Because tetanus is a scary condition, I went to the hospital to get a tetanus shot. They took a urine sample for a pregnancy test even though I told them that despite having just been "screwed", I was in no way pregnant. I had three x-rays taken of my foot and was put on antibiotics for a week. It was barely a pinprick. I'm currently trying to get copies of my foot x-rays because I am a bit narcissistic, but until then, here are some other pictures from the day of my wound.



















I haven't been very creative lately. Or at all interesting. But hopefully you love me anyway.

strawberry fields forever

fruit !



juice !



almond flour !



blending !



blended !



delicious !

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

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".

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!