Monday, September 9, 2013
Tuesday, September 3, 2013
Help! I can’t stop starting new knitting projects.
All of these have been started in the past week and a half. Warning: the pictures I took for this post are terrible. Just letting you know.
The Ecuador, which you’ve seen already, but I made a little more progress:
I know this gives you no better idea of the construction. I think it will be more clear when I turn the corner. I’ll pin it out so you can see it better then.
The Windward scarf:
And I realize that this picture is also terrible. If you tilt your computer screen just so, you may be able to get an idea of the colors. Click on the link up there to see the pattern pics and the interesting construction, which this picture does give you a good idea of. This is the yarn that I was winding, getting ready for my vacation. I love the colors.
Aaron’s Aran sweater, which I’m knitting for a doodlebug and to teach a class:
So incredibly adorable for a toddler, don’t you think? I’m making this with Malabrigo worsted. NOT a kid-friendly yarn I know, since it has to be hand-washed, but I love this yarn. It is so soft and will be nice and warm for a doodlebug. And it will come with the following washing instructions: “Give back to Aunt Liz and she will wash it.”
I finally got the beads and so far (fingers crossed) all is going well.
Ok, so this is all great. I’m loving everything I started. And there is more I want to start. BUT, I really need to start finishing projects that were started a long time ago. Like my Bloody Mary Cardigan. Remember that? As a refresher, here are the pieces:
Hmmmm. There is a sleeve missing in this picture. I think I did both. But I don’t remember. And therein lies the problem with these unfinished things! To make things worse, and more urgent, it is now September, which in my mind means it is Fall (even though I know it’s not officially), and that means I’ll want that long sleeve cardigan soon because soon (not really) it is going to be freezing. I need more hours in the day.
P.S. I’m going to be moving my blog to an actual, official real life website of my own soon. Just letting you know. More to come.
Monday, September 2, 2013
Yesterday was Musclepalooza, a bi-annual drag racing event at Lebanon Valley Dragway. It was a hot day with 150% humidity. Pretty yucky weather for racing and watching racing. Many people have asked me if I get bored while I’m at these events with Paul. The answer is: Sometimes. But mostly, no. I am the Pit Crew Chief, so there are things that I need to do. I am also the only member of the pit crew so I have to do all the things. I don’t do well with humidity, so yesterday was a little challenging in that respect.
Then, we find our spot to set up. I’m not going to get into how I am about making sure we get a good spot but I can tell you it’s pretty annoying to Paul (understandably). You may have read somewhere in here how I am about going to the movies. This is similar.
Next, I open up all the doors:
And set up our relaxing/waiting/eating area:
Sometimes there is a canopy, sometimes not. Yesterday was cloudy for the morning so we didn’t put it up until after this picture.
And of course, set up my things-to-do-while-I-wait-to-do-my-other-pit-crew-duties:
All this while Paul gets the car ready:
Then, we wait for Paul’s bracket to be called. He races in the 10 second bracket. That means he gets to the finish line – 1/4 mile away – in 10-10.99 seconds.
My next duty is to write on the window the time he thinks he will get to the finish line under:
And change it when needed:
Yes, three hundredths of a second makes a difference. Who knew it could be this precise?
It doesn’t end here. Then I follow him to the staging lanes on the ATV to wait with him:
…and take his water and any other stuff from him before he races. It can’t stay in the car with him because he goes so fast (122 mph) that when he brakes at the end, things will fly everywhere in the car.
Then I go sit here:
Or stand here:
…to watch him go down the track. If I can see through the burn-out smoke. Cough. Cough. If I see that he has gotten down safely, and does not need me to tow him with the ATV – which would mean the car broke and would be bad - I head back to the pits to wait for the next round.
And knit. Yesterday I worked on my next round of traveling socks. I was able to finish my section and they are ready to send on:
Somewhere in between rounds I cook lunch:
And knit some more. Or read. See? Not boring. I love to knit and read.
Then, when he gets out in the second round, losing by 14 thousandths – yes, thousandths - of a second, I put everything away and lock up all the doors and we go home. Even though he was out early, it was a good day. Except for the 150% humidity.
Sunday, September 1, 2013
1) The Book Thief by Markus Zusak. Here is the blurb from GoodReads:
“It is 1939. Nazi Germany. The country is holding its breath. Death has never been busier, and will become busier still. Liesel Meminger is a foster girl living outside of Munich, who scratches out a meager existence for herself by stealing when she encounters something she can’t resist–books. With the help of her accordion-playing foster father, she learns to read and shares her stolen books with her neighbors during bombing raids as well as with the Jewish man hidden in her basement.”
Excellent, excellent book. Wonderful writing. Great story, although the subject matter is horribly sad. Interesting narrator – you’ll have to read it to see what I mean.
2) The Husband's Secretby Liane Moriarty. Again, a GoodReads blurb:
“To be opened in the event of my death
With one swift, vicious movement, she sliced the envelope open, and pulled out a handwritten letter.
love you and the girls...
so sorry to leave you with this...
The Husband's Secret is a funny, heartbreaking novel of marriage, grief, love and secrets.”
I listened to this one through Audible. The narrator was excellent - not dull and monotone like Molly Ringwald in The Middlestiens. The story pulls you right along, with some twists and turns and wondering what will happen next when the secrets come out. The author’s style includes leaving you cliff hanging at the end of a chapter, to go to another part of the story. I love that because it makes you want to keep listening (or turning pages). But I also hate that, because I’m impatient!
I am still 3 books behind schedule to reach my goal of 45 books by the end of this year. (I’ve read 26.) I’m definitely staying away from Stephen King’s 11/22/63 for now. At 849 pages, that’s like 3 books – sort of. Isn’t that a great reason for not reading it yet?