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May 2007
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So on Saturday (yes, still talking about Saturday, but this should be the last bit) I was walking around taking the alpaca pictures when this little kid comes running up the the pen with the skittish alpaca (picture from yesterday) yelling, “Daddy, look at the triplets!”


 (The darker alpaca moved as far away from the kid as possible, so he’s not in this picture.)

finding a happy place

I am at home today, which is having an amazing effect on my ability to breathe easily. The house is silent, the windows are open and cool breezes are blowing through the house. We are supposed to get a storm later, but right now, everything is very peaceful. I have plans to read the research paper of the week, and write up some stuff that needs to get written up so I get paid next year. (I find it weird that we have to get funding approval now for next year, but it seems thats the way things work.) No worries about people. No worries about the fact that the jeans I’m wearing are a bit smelly (ho boy I really need to do laundry).

So while I’m in this very good place, I’m going to show you what I got on Saturday. I’m very very pleased with the things I bought. I don’t really wish I had bought anything else. I just wish I had gotten to spend more time there, or seen some people (I don’t know that I would have had the courage to say hi if I had seen them, but I didn’t, so I just get to pretend I would have), or looked at some wheels, or spindles, or seen the sheep shearing. But it’s over and done with, so lemme show you the stuff I’m excited about.


First up is the book. I’d heard about it and I’d thought about buying it for a while. But when I saw Jacqueline Fee (didn’t know who she was at first, but when I saw the book and the posters she had, I figured it out), I had to have the book then.


And then she signed it! (The name on my birth certificate is not Emmy, but Mary Ellen -> M. E. -> Emmy. I like Mary Ellen, but it’s too long.)

fiber in sun

The cream colored fiber is alpaca. I’d hoped to find a darker color like off this poor guy:


(He was very skittish of me and my camera. Yes the flash was off. I didn’t want to traumatize him more than he already seemed.) But I had no such luck when I went to buy. I do think this color is very pretty though. I’m thinking to spin maybe lace weight? Not that I don’t do enough of that, but I can just see it as a really gorgeous scarf/shawl.

chocolate merino

My favorite is the merino. It has “w/ silk” handwritten on there, but there isn’t any more information. It has yet to say anything to me except “I’m so very very pretty and you are so very very happy you bought me.” I do agree with it, but I wish I could get an idea of what to do with 9.9 oz of “chocolate” merino w/ silk. I didn’t call it chocolate. The lady at the Wool n Ewe booth did, so I will do so as well since I rather think it defies easy description.

And finally the treat. The Dragon. I walked back and forth and around the Grafton Fibers booth trying to decide whether to spend the money on a kit to make a needle felted dragon when I’ve never needle felted before in my life. What if I ended up with a stupid looking dragon? But this guy:

finished dragon

He kept tormenting me. Saying you want one just like me at home. Come spend the money. I’ll fit in with the other dragons. (I have a thing for dragons. We have many at the house mingled in the clutter so that they aren’t really noticeable to the casual guest.) So finally, after consulting Bear, who said another dragon would be most welcome, I bought it. But I’m seriously not going to be able to make it. As Bear so often says, I have no spatial awareness. I’ll end up with a deformed dragon! Maybe I’ll be able to convince him to do it…

i’m cranky

I’ve been cranky for the last two days now. I’m trying to move beyond it, but it’s been all I can do to hold my shit together. I have very few pictures from NHSW. Bear was teasing that next year I’ll need a camera man. I’d love one. But next year I think that he’s not going unless he really is going to be my camera man.

I don’t have good information to record about spinning or anything. The hour and half that I spent there was entirely too short and I was not focused at all. I’m still kicking myself that I bought the Sweater Workshop from Jacqueline Fee and DIDN’T take a picture. *sighs*

So basically until this unrelenting irritation with the world and all it’s inhabitants eases up on me, I’m holding back on posting (well, except for this post?). It doesn’t help that I realized I really need to finish the scarf I’m working on. The Branching Out scarf and the Orenburg style scarf are supposed to be my excuse to call someone who’s going to help me with the wedding. A family someone who has assured me they are happy to do this, but still. (Heh. My grandmother tells me every time I talk to her that while it seems far off now I really do need to keep working at it. I’m pretty sure she’s about to start making the calls for me. *sighs* Who had this stupid idea to get married anyway?!)

Proof of crankiness? Last night I was knitting on the scarf and reading on my laptop. Only, I kept screwing up. How you screw up on a mindless garter stitch scarf with a few YOs is beyond me. My fingers have the rhythm down to the point where, were I in a normal frame of mind, I only have to glance down every 8 rows or so. But last night, I kept missing YOs and K2tog on the edging. So I kept having to rip. And Bear was watching the game (stupid basketball playoffs) and it was distracting me and then suddenly I was growling at him that I wanted the TV off. off. OFF. He looks at me, “Do you have a headache?”

I wanted to hit him. I still want to beat something. But he’s bearing up as best as anyone could with the completely unpredictability of my moods, and it’s not like it’s his fault in the first place, so I’ll let him escape physically unscathed.

There have been other incidents, but I think that’s the extent of my craziness that I’m willing to share.

Basically, I’m cranky. Too cranky to be around people.  I really wish moodiness was an acceptable reason to stay home and hide in my bed. Now I just have to hope that no one in the lab talks to me. I really wish they had a name for this. PMS is supposed to be PRE. But I never have PMS. I just have MS. Stupid.

lost & found & finished

I didn’t mean to ignore the blog for a week then have a huge post, but here it is. I intend to do better.

So you know how sometimes when you lose something and you look and look and look for it and it only turns up after you stop looking? or after a deadline has passed? or after you’ve bought a replacement? Well, maybe most of you have perfectly clean homes and are perfectly organized, but it happens to me all the time. I really need to be more organized, because it really does happen more often than it should in our home.

The latest occurance was this sock:

lonely sock

I KNEW I had finished both of them, but I couldn’t find the other sock. I looked for months. Then today I grabbed the purse (market bag) that I’m going to take with me tomorrow and guess what was in it??? The other sock!

sock pair

Big pair of socks for a big pair of feet. I wish I had found it before winter was over.

But I have something much better to share. I reblocked the Branching Out scarf.

Here it is after I blocked it the first time:

first blocking

I don’t know if y’all can see it, but there’s a crease in it! And I hated how the edges looked.
new blocking

So I tried again. (Please ignore the wrinkled sheet. The sheet was clean, just… wasn’t put away very quickly.)


This is how it looks now. (Don’t tell me if you don’t see any differences, ok?) I’m so enamored with it, here it is with the light behind it.


Details: It ended up being 3″ across, 62″ long. It was made with I have no idea how much two ply handspun. The pattern can be found here, on knitty. It was knit on 2.25mm needles.

I’m still knitting the orenburg style scarf and I’ve started thinking about the next one. I had planned on showing the efforts, but I think I’ll save that ’til next week since this post already feels really long.

I’m super excited about tomorrow. I only make it to this one Sheep and Wool Festival, so I’ve been looking forward to this for a year. I’m glad this year it won’t be muddy and raining.

Heh. I put on Charlotte’s Web to have it on while I was playing on the internet and posting this and I just got to the part where Charlotte dies. I’m all teary eyed now. It’s such a sad sweet story. I actually put it in because of Franklin’s post in honor of National Teacher’s Day. I’ll admit something. I read a lot and I’ve read many many classic children’s stories, but I’ve never read Charlotte’s Web. I plan on reading it to my kids one day, but somehow, I missed reading it myself.

Now I’m going to spin a bit before I finish getting ready for tomorrow. Gnite.