This evening, whilst catching up with "RuPaul's Drag Race", I taught myself to knit cables!
Note to Moth: No cat fur was intentionally incorporated into this swatch, but Edith was sitting on me; so I can't promise that a strand or two didn't creep in accidentally.
I brushed Edith yesterday, which produced a very happy cat (Edith adores being brushed) and a nice big ball of grey fluff. Edith fur is so fine and soft, that I'm sure it must be pretty similar to angora rabbit fur. It just seems like such a waste of a natural resource to throw it away; which, naturally, leads me then to ponder the practical possibility of spinning it into wool and then knitting with it. Would that be creepy?
Obviously I doubt that I'll actually get round to doing it, because I'd need a lot of fur to make a decent amount of yarn and that would involve collecting it after every grooming. Then I'd need to store it somewhere between groomings, and frankly I can't see Doc C agreeing to me storing sack loads of fur in the spare room until I've got enough to spin with.
So, you know purely theoretically, would it be creepy to knit a sweater from my cat? I'm thinking yes, but it would be such a pretty colour to knit with.
Ironically, given the last post, I realised that I'm actually not reading as much as I used to, mainly because it's hard to knit/crochet and read at the same time. Instead I tend to have the TV on in the background, and I want to get out of that habit. It's fine if I'm making stuff whilst watching something I want to see, but sometimes I just choose the least worst thing on and find myself watching back-to-back episodes of season 3 of "Housewives of Good Grief Why Are They ALL Shouting?".
Instead I'd like to listen to some audio books, but they all seem so expensive (Not that they aren't worth the money, I can understand that recording an unabridged audio book would be very time consuming, and naturally I want to listen to a talented reader, so I do get why there is a cost attached) so I'm reluctant to buy them until I know I will really use them. So then I tried podcasts and I found a couple by the simple expedient of browsing through iTunes, but I always find that a little bit overwhelming. Are there any really great podcasts out there I should catch up on?
Today was not just a Monday. It was not just a Monday after Spring Break. It was A Monday after Spring Break AND the clocks springing forward.
In other words it was hellish.
Clocks back I get; an extra hour of sleep? I am on board (And it's not just extra sleep, I also fondly remember the occasion at university when we thought the change in time would mean an extra hour of dancing and we were extremely disappointed when the club's clocks didn't change, meaning it closed as usual. sigh.) Losing an hour? On a Sunday? That's just masochistic.
It seems to take an extra toll on me in the US, which maybe because subliminally I can tell I'm out of sync with the whole of Europe for two weeks. It's very disconcerting.
It turns out I would far rather watch a really gory horror movie based on a Clive Barker story and starring an almost entirely silent Vinnie Jones; than a family-friendly comedy starring Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson and an adorable little moppet with ringlets.
I am yet to be convinced this is a character flaw.
We just watched the season one finale of "White Collar". USA you had better not keep me waiting long for season two with that cliff hanger waiting to be resolved.
Also thanks for bringing Diane back! Yay!
I found a glove outside my office this week, and I scooped it up and brought it inside for safe keeping. It's been sat on the hallway sideboard for a few days now.
I'm pretty sure it's hand-made, because of some of the details to it.
In particular that little bit of light blue in the top stripe speaks to me of someone finishing off a remnant from their stash.
Of course I shall be submitting it to Unloved Glove; which is geographically based in Winchester and was pointed to me by Mum (who is in Norfolk), after she read about it on @ctramsey's (who is here in NC) Twitter feed, because I had traded tweets with him about the magical properties of toast.
Wouldn't it be hilarious if that convoluted chain of communication somehow lead to the mitten being re-united with it's twin?
Doc C just texted to say he'd landed and was on his way, so he should be home in two hours. He also asked if he should stop on the way to pick up some Dunkin' Donuts. My response?
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