It still hurts to pull off a band aid

I honestly thought that when I grew up, things would forever change.  That I would never have another pimple, that I would handle everything "like a grown up", and that somehow the things that hurt as a kid, would not hurt when I was older.  Fail. Wrong. Simply put, it still hurts to pull off a band aid, no matter how old you are.  Hurt is hurt, pain is pain.

My parents are at that age where they are facing decisions regarding the care of aging loved ones.  There are no easy answers and I'm sure that whatever choices are made, someone will feel hurt.  It doesn't quit just because you're getting old.

I went to the eye doctor this week.  He told my that my eyes were normal, and going bad because of my age.  Pooh!  I didn't want to hear that!  I wanted to hear that my eyes are extraordinary and strong and unbelievably good for someone my age.   It just seems that everywhere I look, it's staring me in the face.  I'm aging and so are those around me.  It's inevitable.

Which brings me to my latest knitting project.

 I picked the yarns last weekend and knitted a few rows of what I'm going to call Seraphine.  I saw a movie about the painter; she was a housekeeper with enormous natural artistic ability.   You can't tell how old she is by her paintings, and they are lovely!  They are ageless, even though she was at least middle aged when she was discovered as an artist.
I read in the Bible today that he who exalts himself will be humbled, and he who humbles himself will be exalted. I believe that. 

See what I mean ?

Yes, today the air feels much more like fall.  The colors of the leaves have started to change weeks ago, and many of our trees already have a little dusting of leaves on the ground below.

So today it just felt right to go outside this morning and it not feel hot and desert like.  It was 'comfortable'!  Woo hoo for the little things!

As I looked at the little tree above it totally confirmed the colors I had picked this morning for my mom's scarf.

 

The orange would be a nice complement, but it would greatly diminish the scarf's ability to go with lots of outfits.  Since I had dyed the coral wool a few weeks ago, it actually looked cute with the tan and green and yellow.  Very fall.  But I'm sticking with the subtle colors I've got.  There should be plenty left over and they might make a great pair of argyle socks. Who knows?

My kids and their spouses spent the night last night and it felt like Christmas around here.  It was downright rowdy in the kitchen with all of us talking at once as each pair arrived with their bags in hand.  Snacks on the bar, dinner ready for the grill, we thoroughly had a fun evening.   Somehow, no matter how bad your week may have been, seeing the faces of people you love, and hearing their voices can take away a world of pain.

Felonies and Misdemeanors

Every day I do good things and bad things. I like to downplay the bad things, like getting a Mocha two days in a row or speeding (ten mph above the limit). I guess you could call these misdemeanors. The felonies are things God knows about, and probably my husband, since he's around me a lot. I don't want to talk about the felonies because I'm not proud, but they would mostly have to do with things I say, in particular about other people.
"Are they blind?"
" Can't they see......?"
I find myself rehearsing the flaws of others and wishing there was some accountability in the world. And I'm sure there is, but sometimes it just doesn't seem like it, so I figure if I say it out loud enough, somebody will hear. Wishful thinking.
So goes my felony convictions. They are many.

Now for the good things I do. Although I did not walk any old ladies across the street today, I did finish the DYFLWD socks. At least up to the toe closing which will involve the dreaded Kitchener stitch. Ugh.

I think they turned out right cute, to quote Gomer Pyle. I will close the toes in a few days.

And then I will pick out some yarn to start my Mom's Christmas scarf. That's what she wants and that's what she'll get. It won't look like a Where's Waldo scarf, but it will have some hint of color change, be it ever so subtle. Since she lives at the beach, it will most likely be worn around late January on the outside of her winter coat, on a day that the temps get down to 40 degrees. It feels like cold weather is a long, long ways away. I think the temps here in Tennessee are still in the mid nineties this week. I guess it will make the fall all the more special!

Laguna Beach

I finished the first skein of the gradient blue yarns. The color was all blue with no white.
Then I carded second batch (3:1) in a loosely blended way. I wanted to the color to bleed into the neighboring colors.
The spinning gave it a beautiful beach-y look and totally reminded me of some yarn I bought in Laguna Beach years ago. I could only afford one skein so I made an iPod cover and this little sweater for my Smitty.

Every day lately is getting prettier and prettier. I would love to be at Laguna Beach today but that will have to wait. I got away for a day or so,this weekend with my hubby. We were able to see Mindy Smith at a club in a nearby town. She's a singer who is mostly know for her remake of the Dolly Parton song Jolene. Mindy's a mighty good singer and very witty on stage. I was impressed.
Anyway, I'm off to fix some lunch and head out to a meeting later this afternoon. Long day tomorrow so I'm enjoying this one before it gets away!

Where you been?

When my husband picked up the dry cleaning today, the Asian lady who owns the business asked him, "Where you been?". We used to bring a bag full of dry cleaning at least every other week before I left my old job.My husband told the lady that I didn't work in an office anymore so we didn't need to come by as often. The lady said they were struggling as a business and didn't know where their regular customers were. It made me kind of sad, as they have been so good to us, giving us lots of discounts and always very good service. I pray things improve for them!

In my garden last week, I got a little snapshot of the late summer blooms. At the bottom of the photo are some Forget-Me-Nots that I planted from seed last spring. They do really well with a lot of water. I love the shade of blue; its very close to this wool I spun. This is the darkest shade from the four batches I weighed out.

I do love to spin, but am usually pretty tired when I come home. Hot baths and knitting on the couch seem to be the best I can do right now.

This is the DYFLWD sock #2 with the heel completed and the instep begun. Its small and easy to knit at this point, with most of the effort being put into measuring where the color changes will end up.
We're going out of town soon and I want to take it with me, but I'm pretty sure I won't get to it while I'm away. I've got a new book on my kindle and its gonna have to do. My suitcase will not miss the sock, I'm sure!

I'm ready for a little R & R, fun, party time, etc. The lady I work for is a joy to be around. The girl I answer to, for the most part, is very different altogether. She makes for a very hostile work environment. When she gets in trouble, she takes it out on us. When she feels confident, she gets bossy. When she doesn't feel like working, she always seems to have some reason why we'll have to just pick up the slack 'cause she's busy with something (we're aren't privileged enough to be in on), or she just disappears altogether. And the rules seem to change depending on who's watching. There is never, ever a compliment paid on a job well done, and taking a break is frowned on. Getting a drink of water, which is the most refreshment allowed, must happen quickly and with as little fanfare as possible. All in all, no one wants to be around her and she seems oblivious to this. I guess she's awfully important and being liked or respected by your staff or co-workers is entirely over-rated.

Gradient on the Curve

In the summer issue of Spin Off, which you've probably already got if you're a knitter and reading this blog, is this terrific series of projects that come from one lacy hat pattern. One in particular has caught my eye and inspired me with my carding.


The dye-job I did last week with the white wool (peacock and coral) seemed like a great opportunity to try this technique out.
It all comes down to weights and proportions. Using my handy-dandy high school math skills which I brushed up on while homeschooling my own two kids through high school, I determined ratios for color.
There are approximately 2 ounces of each bagful with the ratios being 4:0, 3:1, 2:2, and 1:3. Four shades of blue. No white. I did not want the top of the hat to be white. I figure most people grab their hat from the top and that would mean the top of the hat would get dingy pretty fast.


Don't these clouds look like my batches of wool? I love the little bird in the bottom of this photo. I took this last night before a storm blew through. It was actually not much of a storm after all.
This week has been like that every day. Even emotionally, every day my husband and I prepared for storms when we went out for the day, and each day came home relieved that there was less drama than we anticipated. But it makes for a tense way to live.

One drama that did come about was on Thursday. I was babysitting and looked out the back window of the house where I was, and noticed that one of the bushes was on fire. Or at least smoking in several places. At first I thought someone had thrown a cigarette in the grass, but there's no way anyone could have gotten back there. The burning spot was near a large waterfall water feature. It had to be the motor burning up, I thought.
I poured several pitchers of water on the smoldering bush and by the time mommy got home, things were under control.

The lady of the house spoke with her husband later, who was out of town and I felt really bad for her. She's pregnant and already a little emotional. They're preparing to move to their other home for several months where her husband works, so she's got a lot on her mind. And he was very busy Thursday night so it felt like a lot of drama. I was glad to get home that night, and like the storm that never really surfaced yesterday, things turned out okay after all.

In Living Color

After a strange go with my garden this year, this is what I've ended up with. Two acorn squashes and an anemone looking flower growing on a vine I thought was poison ivy.

I'm so very thankful, so don't get me wrong. It's just that I've harvested pretty much nothing from anything I've planted and quite a bit from things I had nothing to do with. So does this mean I don't have a green thumb? Just asking.

I dyed this wool a weekend ago and since it's already dark outside due to an impending storm, my camera is having a very hard time capturing the color correctly. It's a Nikon camera, but not the kodachrome film Paul Simon sang about; just digital.


Today was a fun and interesting day, and yes, I still came home very tired. I babysat for an NFL football player. Now I am ready to have a go at the Macy's Gray blanket tonight. I worked on the yellow cuff of the DYFLWD sock #2 while the baby napped today. So far so good.

Fall Stash

I'm eating leftover chicken soup and knowing that there will be a lot more chicken soup in the months ahead. Fall is nearly here and today has been super lovely. So lovely that this morning, I cleaned up the floor of my knitting area in the garage and stashed my stash!
It always feels like I have so much more, but really, that's all there is. I have some undyed fleece(s), and a little dyed wool yet to be carded.

Which brings me to the reason for all this stash. The reason for the spinning is the knitting.

The Macy's Gray blanket is still in progress, but I've also made great strides (no pun intended) on the DYFLWD socks.

My son and DIL came over last night and left today for Chattanooga. I'm so glad they came; it was impromptu but easily a very fun time. We're all watching cooking shows of late so we watched a Julia Child video that was hilarious. I love her!


We had breakfast here on the table this morning and I just had to share the little "leftovers" runner I made on my loom last year. And the apples are from my apple tree!!

Fall is coming soon, I tell you, so just get ready.