Joy to me can be defined by many things. Primarily that joy is a result of the twins. The squeal of happiness I hear from them when they first see me after a long day of work. That can revive me no matter how tired I was when I got off the train. I enjoy my job, for all its faults, I do indeed like it. I get joy from my friends. Thanks to Cassie and her Woolcentricity, I got to examine my joy of wool all in the name of entering her contest. That sock yarn is awfully purty and we all know you can never have too much sock yarn! Anyway, this is the entry I posted:
Wool. How do I love thee? Let me count the ways:
-For being warm even when wet
-For being soft against my skin
-For having that wonderful conditioning lanolin
-For being a renewal product
-For coming in whole ranges of colors so that dyes are not necessary
-For being appropriate for a whole range of projects from carpeting to the finest lace with everything between
-For being elastic and cushy and not inflexible like cotton
-For being a part of the crafts close to my heart; knitting and spinning
-For the sheer joy of being able to transform fleece to yarn
-For the way the yarn feels when it flows through my hands as my needles click
-For having enraptured me so that I could discover a whole community of people that have the same passion.
Granted this isn’t the same caliber entry as Cate’s woolporn or Kristen’s wondrous entry. But it is the short list and for the less creative, it was the best I could do on relatively short notice. That’s not to say that a longer deadline would have produced anything else because if I stay true to myself, I would have waited until a few hours before the deadline to start anyway.
Sad news. The Calmer in that shade I posted yesterday,color #469 Armour was sold out before I got to it. Sniff. Sniff. It is a discontinued colorway and I’ll be hard pressed to find it in too many places. I really really really like that color find it far more appealing than most of the current colors of Calmer. Thanks to Deb’s recommendation, I did place an order last night at Colourway.co.uk for some calmer in ‘Coffee Bean’ though I changed my mind and sent an email seeing if I could change that for ‘Coral’ instead. While I love all things coffee, I just couldn’t see myself wearing a deep brown sweater. I have one similar to the NBaT and I just don’t wear it. Could be the itchy remainders of the former shoulder pads that I indelicately removed in a fit of pique one day. Aside from that, I think I would prefer the coral.
Ya’ll know that I’m going to spend a fair amount of time cruising around the net looking for 7 skeins in Amour don’t you? Have to get it while the getting is good.
I pulled the skirt out of the dryer last night and was far happier with it so that project is not the complete failure that I proclaimed it to be on Sunday. I still have to hem it (and yes, still have to block the armholes in Mondo) and will probably do that this weekend. I finished the second front piece of Trellis and did the three needle bind off with the back. I like Wendy’s assembly as you finish each piece approach. It makes the end work less onerous. As I finish the sleeves, the first of which I started on the bus to work this morning, I’ll sew them on as I go.
Yes, you read correctly, I took the bus this morning instead of the normal train. I slept in a bit this morning, as did the twins. Not surprising considering Kat woke everyone up at around 1 this morning. I thought I had zipped in there and grabbed her before Alex got up. Nope. Not that lucky. While I had Kat nice and cuddled, Alex was screaming. I eventually tucked her back in her bed and scooped him out. I had to rock him for a while and even though he fell asleep on me, the moment I put him down he was crazed again. I just had to leave him and hope for the best. He cried for five minutes and then shut off like a switch. That’s really not like him as we generally get a wind down. Not blood curdling screaming followed by silence. Just doesn’t work that way. My tired brain took about 15 minutes to process that and listen for further noise. When there was none, I got back out of bed and peeked in on him fearing the worse. Damn it, wouldn’t you know the kid was fine, lying on his back. He saw me and it started all over again. Ugh. I didn’t get back to sleep until almost 2:30. I’m tired. So anyway, the train was missed. I had the option of waiting for the next train in 55 minutes or taking the bus in 10 minutes. I opted for the longer ride that would get me to the office some 45 minutes earlier. One down side. Ugh. Can’t knit so well on the bus. Made me queasy. While I knit on the boat, on the train, on the subway, the stop and go of the bus. {gulp} I honestly haven’t tried knitting in the car as I’m generally the driver and they don’t recommend knitting then.
I’m obviously tired and rambling now so I’m going to commence my Calmer search and leave this now. I’m heading out shortly for a lunch of delicious dumplings in Chinatown with Kevin.
Craft on.
