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Archive for May, 2007

Odessa

hat1-2good1.jpgForgive the terrible picture, but it’s the best I could get before she went to her new home.  Hopefully she will be keeping a special lady’s head warm on cool nights and all of those stitches will radiate the positive thoughts put in to her completion.  The pattern is Odessa in Urban Silk, 1.25 balls.  Size 7 Denise circulars, beads from Hobby lobby. 

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What did you do this weekend?

finger2.jpgI volunteered with a good friend of mine.  She teaches at MTSU, our local university.  But L also volunteers for various projects…a lot.  This weekend she taught a special effects class to teenagers.  There is a local organization just getting off the ground called the Youth Culture and Art Center    http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendID=40031015      in town who sponsored the event.  Now, I know what you are thinking….special effects…teenagers…I bet this was just playing around.  You would be wrong.  The kids got to make a alginate mold of their finger and then cast it in gelatin foam.  They then applied makeup on the “finger” and made up their hands to match the finger so that it appeared that the finger had been severed.  I’m posting a picture of my finger.  It’s so gross I can hardly look at it and I know it was my hand!  They also got to do another injury on their faces.  These were really BAD as well.  L says it’s the only time that she can say to a student “that’s so bad” and mean it as a compliment. So, what did you do this weekend? 


More Birthday

 For my birthday/mother’s day combo Henry took me to the Crawfish Festival at Riverfront Park.  Now….no jokes!  It’s not what you think…Nashville plays host to ALL kinds of music.  We went specifically to see my favorite band, Cake.  www.cakemusic.com

There’s the link.  They are incredible.  If you look at their blog it mentions that last time they were in Nashville the thermal plant burned…it’s right down the road from the riverfront.  We were at that one too.  They were a little more high energy a couple of years ago, but I was still quite happy to see them.   We also saw Cowboy Mouth.  They absolutely rocked!  I was completely surprised.  I’ve never seen them live, so I had no expectations.  They stole the show!

I had a great birthday week and a wonderful mother’s day.  We had brunch at Provence Bread.   www.provencebreads.com   I  had a great chocolate tart.  They only thing that beats the chocolate tart is Lori’s Chocolate Bomb.

On the knitting front, almost finished with Odessa.  I have to wash and block tonight.  I will try to get a picture up late.  I have promised myself I will finish the Lotus Tank…for the second time.  I took out the entire top from the armpits up because I did not like the fit.  I am also starting the Kimono Shawl from Folk Shawls as soon as I can.  I’m really excited about that one.


Happy Birthday to Me

Welllll….I’m a little closer to 40 today than I was yesterday.  Somehow it doesn’t really bother me.  I remember turning 26 and thinking it was the end of the world, that my youth was gone because I was in my “late 20’s.”   What was I thinking?  Now I’m 37 and while everything is not perfect, it’s pretty damn good.  I am certainly no Pollyanna (ask just about anyone who has known for longer than a minute).  But, the good far outweighs the bad and sometimes I would rather have the bad than nothing.  Wow…I’m off in la-la land.

Anyway, my sister brought me birthday cookies froma local bakery this morning.  She had two kinds, one was fudge filled chocolate chip and the other was coconut filled chocolate.  They were great!  She and her family also sent me a mixed plant with cut flowers in it.  I have it on my desk at work…..the cube farm.  My dad brought me 12 yellow roses: beautiful.  Momma called.  Nanny called.  Wendy sent me an e-card…several.  And best of all, my husband, Henry called the morning to wish me Happy Birthday and tell me he was on his way home. He should be here by 4 or so tomorrow afternoon.  He’s been in grad school in another state…14 hours away for the last year.  He will be home for 3 glorious months. We need this.  We have one year under our belts and two more to go.

On the knitting front:  I’ve taken Odessa apart for the 5th time.  I am beginning to think it is cursed.  I want it to be perfect.  A friend of a friend needs a little love in the form of a drop dead gorgeous chemo cap.  I chose Urban Silk in an offwhite…it looks like a pearl.  I had completed up to the decreases and found that I had made a couple of mistakes that I had compensated for, but when looking at it as a whole I was not thrilled with the fix.  So, I took it apart and decided to add the beads.  It has sucked since then.  I have cast on 4 times and got just past the ribbing only to find some fatal flaw.  I’m not real sure when I became such a fussy knitter. I just love to knit and can generally live with some imperfections.  In art school we attributed those “flaws” to its truth as a hand made object and even took advantage of “happy accidents.”  hmmmmmm

What I really need to do is to go on a finishing spree.  I have two lace scarves, one lace tank top, one tank top for Mycah and one for the Grey.  And, I almost forgot, a Noni bag that is over half done. I stopped on it because I was getting so close to finishing I knew I would have to felt it.  I am so freaked out about that.  It’s just doesn’t seem like mine will work.  I know everyone else’s works, but it seems like magic!


Well, I’ve done it

I started a blog.  Does the world need another blog?  Do I have time for this?  I doubt it and proabably not, respectively.  But………I will now have a place to show off my girls, organize my thought and share my knitting.  I’ve never been good at keeping a journal, but for some reason I now feel the need.  I’ve named the blog slipping through my fingers for two reasons.  One is to relate to the act of knitting and the passing of time.  Slipping yarn through my fingers is an incredible pleasure and a way to get my mind off things.  The second is to signify my inability to hold on.  Try as I might, I cannot keep hold of everything.  Time, the girls, my husband, my self all slip from my grasp at varying rates of speed.  I think I’m here to learn to loosen my grip.  We’ll see how dedicated I become to blogging.  This should be interesting.