showing off

my fabulous sewing skills

(the crinoline, not the corset)

Blogspot, meet Lucy. Lucy, meet Blogspot.

I have a car. Her name is Lucy. I bought her yesterday with a Hello Kitty check. Today I got my registration and parking stickers. So now it's official.

I have a car.

Chop Suey

Since I almost never navajo ply, I have a growing collection of toilet paper rolls with leftover singles wrapped around them. I started plying them together, sometimes 2-ply, sometimes 3-ply, sometimes navajo-plied. Sometimes I’d take one strand and navajo ply it, and at the same time ply it with another strand that was going in straight. Sometimes I’d hold two strands together and navajo ply them together like one. It’s kind of a little bit of EVERYTHING.



BFL, bamboo, camel, dogfur, merino, mohair, nylon, recycled plastic bottles, silk, wensleydale
250 yards, mostly sport weight

today and tomorrow

notes for today:

Jess is leaving forever. I find that I'm still in denial about that, even though she leaves on Friday. We took her out to sushi tonight, and then she went back to the bookbinding studio to finish her final project.

Jess was the first person in Iowa to really talk to me. I mean, I'd met people, but she was the first person to come up to me and have a real conversation. I wish I'd been able to be friends with her then, but it took me the good part of a year to make social overtures her way. I'm usually too shy for social overtures. It didn't help that she's sweet, and smokin' hot, and I had a secret crush on her.

I did finally get to tell her about the crush. I really like telling people about crushes I have had on them, past tense. Well, with Jess it's only partly past-tense. I still think she's sweet and smokin' hot, but the flutter in my stomach has quieted down.

Tonight I had geoduck (in sashimi) for the first time. I mostly wanted to try it from having seen it in Dirty Jobs, which isn't really a high recommendation. I think it's a delicacy, but then again so is bird nest soup, which is boiled bird spit. I would totally eat that too.

Anyway, I'd been told that geoduck tasted awful, like a beach, not in a sunshine-and-happy-feeling kind of way, but a salty-smelly kind of way. That is exactly what it tasted like. There were moments as I was chewing when I thought it tasted good, but they were always followed by moments when I would have rathered spit it out. I ate the second piece, mostly because Andrew ate his second piece and I didn't want to be outdone.

Then I helped Andrew move a few things from apartment 1 to apartment 2 and 3. I failed to make plans to get drunk with Mike. Then I realized that I only had about 5 hours of sleep, and about 3 of those hours were spent on either a recliner or the floor. So now I am home again.


notes for tomorrow:

up
gym
meet Alyssa for lunch
buy car
mail package for Fenna
shop for fabric for Fenna's bag
use yarn swift @ Home Ec.
stay @ Home Ec.?
more food?
Zoomba with Alyssa
alcohol?
sleep

fond memories of not being in love

I love a lot of things. I love sushi, I love swimming in the ocean, I love drunk dialing near-strangers. It's what I say to express how much pleasure these things give me. But when it's a person instead of a food, or activity, the word gets stuck. It means too much.

But what else is there, besides I love you?

I can avoid the subject, and love being around you, or love this, this thing we do. I can change the verb from love to the more acceptable like. Or I can say nothing, which is what I usually do.

My Summer Vacation in Jacksonville, Part IX

More illustrations:


St. Augustine, Florida

I found myself desiring cheesy tourist merchandise, of which there was an enormous quantity and variety. So I bought a pink painted shell for 8 cents, which allowed me to feel as if I'd bought something, so then I didn't have to buy anything else. It was my Magic Pink Shell of Protection Against Souvenir Spoons, Cuban Hats, Shot Glasses, and T-Shirts.


A Beach in Jacksonville

oh HELL no

Someone guessed my age as 34?!






(Okay, it doesn't really bother me that much.)