I’m having a moment with cats, with black cats in particular. If you follow me on Instagram you know I visited the cutest litter of kittens yesterday, which includes two black kitties. I have my eye on Selkie, the boy, though my husband has said “No more pets!” and I know it would be slightly financially irresponsible to take on another when we’ve got 2 ailing elderly dogs. But still – a girl can dream.
Last week’s goals with progress indicated:
Continue up Aspen‘s back.
I reached the armhole shaping, now done, and am just working my way up the full length of the armscythe. The weather has been cooler, so if I motor on and finish it there’s a chance I’ll be able to wear it.
Work on Aranami (knit at least 1 new wedge) OR spin more.
I worked on Aranami again, another wedge and a half.
- Embroider more.
Nope. But I did clear out a project basket to keep everything in since it spread to take over the coffee table.
- Write 2 more poems.
I wrote one more, not two. Close enough.
- Go to TKD at least once.
Nope, I didn’t go – I found excuses Monday – Wednesday (the only realistic days I could go).
Eat cake on Wednesday (my birthday).
Done! I ordered a two layer chocolate cake with buttercream frosting from my local Wegmans. It lasted until Thursday night.
Bring my oldest home from college Friday.
Done. I have enough Liz Phair music (yes, I’ve been listening to her for over 20 years now & buying her new albums as they come out) to keep me entertained for a day of driving.
- Maybe go to the Immigrants March with the family on Saturday. (My husband and his family were Vietnamese refugees who came here in the early 80s and I think it’s important for us to be there, though he is less enthusiastic.)
Nope. And I haven’t heard (or sought out, TBH) any info about it.
Go to Maryland Sheep & Wool Festival on Sunday with my friend Becky & her daughter. Are you local(ish) and going? Want to meet up? I’m thinking an early lunch would be an ideal time – I’m already planning on meeting an IG friend, but the more the merrier!I went, I saw, I felt all the yarn and fiber. It was great – I’m going to write a post about it sometime this week.
- Continue up Aspen‘s back.
- Work on Aranami (knit at least 1 new wedge) OR spin more (crucial since I got more fiber at MDS&W but still have all the fiber from last year).
- Embroider more.
- Go to TKD once.
- Write post about MDS&W to replace one of my regular days.
- Start planning Ethan’s graduation party before it’s June and I haven’t done anything.
I’ll leave you with an aerial view of the flowers my husband sent me for my birthday last Wednesday. He wanted to get me something that would last longer than cut flowers, so he got this mixed planting with an orchid and 5 other plants. It’s gorgeous and, more importantly, still alive.
This will be me to everyone at Maryland Sheep and Wool on Sunday:
Festival goers are knitting friends I haven’t met yet! Also: I feel like I need to make a sweater (and conquer intarsia) that says “KNITTAZ 4 LIFE.”
I know, I know – April is over, it’s May FFS – National Poetry Writing Month is so … so last month. I started a few days late and I want to come out of this with 30 poems. I actually was thinking of turning it into a 100 day project, but I’m not sure how feasible that’s going to be given everything going on between now and mid-July (middle son and nephew both graduating high school, 2 week trip to S. Korea at the end of June, and more). So … we’ll see how I feel about this in a few days. 🙂
Strip malls done tastefully, towne centers even,
with parking lots discretely hidden, ruin sunsets.
They’re all the same, with an anchor
store, nail salon, restaurant, and more. Ships
that aren’t going anywhere, but that might take you
to the American version of China or Thailand.
We all stream home to identical houses
on identical streets, knowing everyone else’s floorplan
even if it is a mirror.
Oh sure, you can personalize the little things
but don’t kid yourself: it’s all the same,
you’re all the same, the only difference between you
and your neighbor are niggling details strangers
don’t care about.