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February 2008
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Yesterday sucked.

But today shall hopefully go much better.

I have not killed the spider plant! (Notice I haven’t shown you the fern in Bear’s office. I don’t know what I’m doing wrong there, but the thing looks like a Victorian maiden in a too-tight corset swooning.) There’s even new growth! See?


I’ve also been knitting. I knitted myself 4/5 of a hat, and ran out of yarn. I don’t have a picture. But really. It’s making me quite sad that I got so close to the end of this hat and I can’t finish it without buying a new ball, but then I won’t hardly use any of the new ball. So yes. It does not get any face time on the blog.

I’ve also started knitting the endpaper mitts from Eunny.

I have yarn.

I cast on with the Calypso and I’m thinking of doing the background in the navy. But I’m not sure. And let me just say, that “teal” really does look hunter freaking green in person. The only one with the color a little bit off is the Calypso. It’s a little greener (hmm, like TEAL) in person. I’m absolutely in love with it.

The thing is the Calypso and navy color combo is more Linda than me. But I altered the pattern to fit me. So now I’m wondering if I should rip out the five rows of ribbing I did last night and cast on so that it will fit Linda (she has more slender hands). Linda? Would you like to have the navy and Calypso mitts? And if so, would you like the navy as the background or the Calypso?

Why I love Bear, a series

I think, from now until the wedding, approximately every week, I’ll post a reason I love Bear. Why we work. Why we are getting married. Why I always tell him everything. Why I love talking to him, even when he wakes me up at 3am.

The first in the series:

Today I went out to lunch with a friend I met as an undergrad. He has an almost weekly lunch thing with his sister, his gf, and some of their group. I’ve never gone before, but he finally convinced me to go out with them.

On the way home, I called Bear and asked him if he wanted anything since I was on the way home. “No” he said, “I can’t think of anything.” I told him I was stopping at the bookstore and I’d try to find him a book or two. Twenty minutes later I get a phone call. “LEDs. Can you try to find some LED lightbulbs?” My mind raced. I knew I’d have trouble, but I’d try. “I’ll look.”

So I make another stop at the hardware store. No LED lightbulbs. Just some really crappy stick on lights that were pretty dim. So I called Bear back. “Why did you want the LED lightbulbs, because I’m not seeing any here.” I’m unhappy because it’s rare he’ll ask me for something and I really would love to give it to him. “It’s too dim for you downstairs. I wanted some really bright light bulbs and there are supposed to be some super bright LEDs that run on 9 watts.” My heart melted. I’d complained to him months ago that I thought part of the reason I sometimes got migraines was trying to knit or spin downstairs. We have no built-in lights in our house, all our light comes from lamps and downstairs the lamps just aren’t bright enough. Daylight would be fine, but winter in Boston means no daylight when we get home from work. So I got a 150 watt fluorescent and a few 100 watt bulbs in different shades of white. Bear sending me back for another 150 watt tomorrow for the other lamp.

So the first in the series of why I love Bear: He hears me when I say it’s too dim downstairs and he’ll make sure we get the brightest damn lightbulbs that run on the least amount of power so that I don’t get migraines and I don’t feel guilty about the power consumption either.


I have knitted!

(A hat for me! Sorry the pictures suck, trying to find time when there’s daylight has been a challenge.)

And plied!

(Can you believe I hadn’t finished plying that before I left for Christmas? Now I need to wind it, wash it and figure out what i’m going to knit with it…)

And the plants are still alive! (…um, no photographic evidence of that.)

But the red flowers… wow. I have like 6 new little blooms. I’m worried the poor plant is too big for it’s pot. I know nothing about gardening. Gosh. I’ve gotten attached to the little buggers. The fern in Bear’s office is struggling too. Too much sunlight? Not enough water? I watered it the other day and wow. Wow was it dry. I moved it farther away from the radiator. (I think it was much too close.) I don’t know. I like the poor little fern. So delicate and foofy looking. The only plants that haven’t seemed to care about my attentions at all are those orange thingys with the big dark green leafs. They have the worst sunlight in the house. They are close to a radiator. But their soil never seems dry and their leaves haven’t drooped or anything. I think they scoff at me. All the other poor plants live in fear of my negligence or smothering. It’s feast or famine in my house for the poor plants. I’m think I’m getting better though.

I do wonder sometimes if Bear is training me…