Last night at knit night I saw KNQD save the day no less than 3 times, finding a lost lace stitch, suggesting a three needle bind-off as opposed to seaming a pocket and one other thing that I forget. I also learned that those hanging-slidy window shade banners can come off and fall on your head.
This evening we took the Liza Jane to her first dog park. Mr. Sophanne stood outside the fence. He's still a little wary of the big dogs after a dreadful bite not long enough ago (but before I knew him.) She was all bark in the car as we pulled up. Once we got in she backed off quite a bit mostly hanging out right near me. We'll go again and I expect after acclimating herself she'll be the most popular dog on the block. Must remember camera
Tomorrow is anniversary #5 for Mr. Sophanne and I. Number 5 is the anniversary of wood and spoons. Yea, I'll be stopping at the dollar store and looking for wooden spoons. Mr. Sophanne showed me a Mr. Rogers book he ordered for me and said there was a snow globe too but I didn't get to preview it. We are also going to Pittsburgh on Friday night to see the premier of a movie about the revival of Pittsburgh. He stopped at our local Gabes after the dog walk to see if we could find some matching cardigans to wear in honor of Mr. Rogers' birthday. That guy knows the way to my heart. I wish I could think of something as thoughtful.
I'm buying a flute this weekend. I always liked the flute and it sounds much better than the clarinet that I already know how to play. It's either a mid-life crisis or a practical way of enjoying music that I've been missing recently The clarinet got me to college, through college, and paved a way to my illustrious career. I think it's time to retire it. I have visions of carrying my flute with me and playing in the open air. I am so weird.
I started another project. The u-neck back to school sweater from fitted knits. I'm about 9 inches through the ribbing and heading for the waffle stitch.
I hate it when my brain doesn't compose blog posts as well as I think they should be. If you made it through- hey- thanks!
9 comments:
Happy Anniversary!
I played the flute in junior high. It was my favorite of all the instruments I played (piano, violin, clarinet, accordion...) I had to give it up when my friend's parents wanted to sell it. It was hers; my parents wouldn't get one for me. Oddly, I've recently been considering buying one for myself, even though I'm sure I don't remember how to play anymore. Maybe that midlife crisis thing is contagious.
Happy Anniversary!
We have a dog park that just opened here. We have taken Zeeba a couple of times and he just LOVES it! He just runs and runs and runs and, when I think he is going to stop, he runs some more. The last time, he was the smallest dog there, with the largest being an at least 100 lb. Newfoundland, but he just ran and let the Newfie chase him! Liza will grow to love it!
Learning a new instrument is a pretty tame version of a midlife crisis, I would say. Not even sure if it qualifies! But it sounds like fun...
I'm jealous. I've always wanted to play the flute. I love the way it sounds. My music teacher said my arms were to short and had me play the coronet instead. When I didn't like that, I went to clarinet, and didn't like that much, so dropped out of band completely.
HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!
Happy Anniversary! I have a book from the 40s/50s and it's all about ironing. There's even a section with a tutorial on how to iron a bra.
Yeah flutes! My friend plays the flute and goes to a flute convention every year.
Happy Anniversary to you and Hubby! Big hugs to both of you!! By the way, your grandmother had a mangle and as a child I had to mangle sheets, cases, handkerchiefs, etc. It was a pain, but a lot easier to do than using a plain iron. Unfortunately there was no such thing as 'wrinkle free' at the time.
A friend of mine resented that her husband bought a new boat (an inland yacht, really, a true party barge) so she bought herself a new flute (she plays professionally and gives lessons) that could have funded a new kitchen.
Whatever. I'm sure you will enjoy yours rather more than she did :-)
My mom had a mangle in the basement- it was huge and white and scary! She actually ironed our sheets and towels...I remember ironing everything when I was little- underwear, bras, hankies, I learned to iron when I was six. It damaged me for life...I avoid smooth fabric...Your dog is my hearts delight!
Happy Anniversary!
the flute is a beautiful instrument.
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