Wednesday, November 28, 2012
Friday, November 23, 2012
Thursday, November 22, 2012
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
It's time for yet another episode in the series The Awesomeness of Tara.
The person she made them for has offered payment and she doesn't know what to charge. I have offered to be the financial consultant of All that is Tara and said $50- she thought that was high- she has $15 in materials. I'm saying you'd pay AT LEAST THAT for the cuteness of the boots alone in a high end store and these are better made.
And yet, while these are amazing and adorable, they do not properly give tribute to awesome. This evening instead of knitting, she was putting together her homemade Christmas card list. You may remember the knitting penguin from last year. She was talking about people that she has no real work/family/knitting relationship with that she regularly sends them to and I said "You could send one to Aunt of Sophanne"- knowing the meticulous time and care that go into these cards I was mostly just joking- kiddingly adding names to her list where none were needed- also knowing that they've never met.
She then pulled out the list, passed it to me and said "She's already on there."
That. Girl. She is something else.
Monday, November 12, 2012
Case in point:
This is about 43 rows of the back of Kathy Zimmerman's Welcome Back, Friend Sweater. It's about six inches long right now.
Sunday Morning I had 41 rows. Sunday evening I had 43 rows. Monday afternoon I had 47 rows. Early Monday evening I had 41 rows and now there are once again 43.
The way to avoid the impish little trickster knitting fairy is to CLEARLY mark where you are in the pattern when you stop knitting. On Monday evening I believed that I had started knitting in the wrong place and tinked 6 rows (WITH CABLES and using a cable needle to uncable).
When I began to start what I thought was the correct place, I realized that the tinked rows were actually correct and previous tinking was an unnecessary.
Friday, November 09, 2012
When I came home this evening the neighbor kids were burning leaves that were next to a tree and under a tire swing. One cherub was swinging over the fire as the others fanned the flames.
Did I miss the sale at the stupid store? And by that I mean the store that SELLS stupid!
Wednesday, November 07, 2012
Sunday, November 04, 2012
After last months trip to the yarn store, my yarn/book room was overflowing with stuff. Good stuff, but still stuff. I decided I'd see if there was any more culling to be done.
As a result I probably donated $400 or more worth of books to the school librarian and three plastic bins (not the biggest but the medium size) to the used book store where I bought most of the books in the first place.
I cleared the shelves of about 5 bags of knitting yarn for the Trick Or Treat exchange at knit night. I also finally parted with several of the Namaste bags that weren't my favorite and took the financial loss as a lesson in how many knitting bags any one person actually needs.
And then I decided. No more new hobbies. No more old hobbies that I don't do anymore.
Knitting and reading are officially my hobbies.
The dried up painting supplies will be thrown away.
I have a fabulously wonderful plan for all of the sewing fabric and notions that I buy every time I see an awesome seamstress on the blogs. Better still, it does not involve me sewing. (in fact won't that master seamstress be surprised when all of her inspiration shows up at her doorstep?- but sometimes we need other people to either use or throw away our stuff for us)
I don't need to go visit that lady at the quilt store who forgot to call me when classes started. I don't need quilting classes.
While I am glad to have the computer programs that play with film editing and video, I don't have the skills, time, computer memory, inspiration, or motivation to really dig into it. Ditto with photo editing.
I can admire a craft, skill, hobby, whatever, without throwing myself into it and imagining that I will become the undiscovered superstar of that medium.
There is still some work to do when it comes to digital information- my new place for reading.
I had another episode of iTunes insomnia that brought all of the early music of The Police back into my life.
It takes a good bit of restraint (sometimes unavailable) to prevent myself from online purchasing every book that I've read a good review about.
While I am finally letting go of a notable amount (for me) of the physical clutter I have, I still have no system for monitoring and managing and preventing the digital clutter. I'm thinking that time will come when it's time.
However small my uncluttering steps are in this lifetime, I am proud. I know people who do not ever have "enough" in spite of everything new they acquire.
And while I am not really a comment whore (I know you're out there reading and for that I'm grateful), I am truly interested in how other people manage "stuff"- both the digital and the physical. If you have time and are so inclined, it would be interesting and helpful to discover other people's secrets of stuff.