Saturday, August 28, 2010
Friday, June 25, 2010
I was sitting in the back lawn, a fresh cup of the dark and bitter elixir, that many of us require of a morning hour, stirred with milk, a dash of sugar, and malt. The sunlight was sprinkled on the ground amongst the untrimmed blades of grass where the trees had allowed its beams to filter through. Upon reaching the miniature forest, the sun reflected off of the dew beads and made it appear as though the faeries had sprinkled peridot glitter on the green. As usual, two of my children accompanied me to make their foreday rounds. They are furry creatures fairly bursting with wriggling/bouncy happy energy for, you see, they are of the canine alignment and thus subject to a perpetual state of glee. It was a pleasant affair watching them cut capers and play chase.
A pair of kindly and peculiar ladies, of an elder age, stopped to chat over the old fence while on their early strolls. This was my first time meeting Catherine of 36th Avenue and she and I talked of an array of subjects ranging from Eastern and Western medicine to the mean little lady-mosquitoes in the hedge. Catherine is pleasant company but, not the most interesting to describe (nor does she possess intriguing quirks aside from the tendency to fidget and look at anything other than whom she is speaking with).
The second gentlewoman to join us is a much more queer and fascinating individual. Sakeeta of 737 1/2* is short of stature, tawny skinned, with lengthy, crinkled ebon hair she had plaited into a rope and draped over her left shoulder. Across her forehead was a faded red bandanna rolled into a band and about her neck was a Native American-style choker of elongate, vertically arranged, off-white bone beads. Her clothing consisted of a white tank top and denim shorts belted with a strip of leather. Sakeeta stops by my home often these days to leave offerings of tobacco to the tree stump that dwells on the side lawn because it resembles an eagle totem, she says, and it calls to her. When we first met I found my self so enchanted with her eccentricities and politeness that naysaying the request was out of the question.
The purpose of her walk today was to hand out little representations of spiritual animals to all the residents of 31st Avenue. After rummaging in her basket, she chose, plucked out, and placed in my palm four iridescent butterfly hair clips, each with a different base color: lime green, xanthous orange, a light beryline blue, and lavender mixed with gold. I am proudly wearing them all in my hair now. :)
I'm not very sure how to end this entry for I feel it very well could go on for days and I must complete at least some of my chores today. Perhaps I will continue the description of Sakeeta in a post solely dedicated to her. She is such a prismatic character it has to be done!
*737 1/2 is in reference to Sakeeta's address. The lack of a street name is implying that she lives on the same avenue as I.
On a side note...
I wish to post a picture of a mixed medium drawing (charcoal and pencil) I made this month of my cousin, Ezra. I welcome constructive criticism and tips that could potentially help my growth as an artist.
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Friday, June 4, 2010
It could be the weather but, I believe I'm actually managing to keep four plants alive. I check on them everyday, sometimes twice or more what with the Florida heat. The sun is so intense that after many close-to-death calls I had to put my Dear Little Heirloom Tomato in partial shade to keep the poor thing from continuing to get fried every day.
At first, the battle between the Sun and me was quite the epic tale. Eventually, though, with my sharp intellect, Water, brute strength, and determination, I prevailed and won the day.
The Trees unfurled banners of green in my honor, the Lonely Hydrangea danced with the Breeze in celebration of my toil, and my Dear Little Tomato plant budded fruit that she has offered to share with me in thanks. The Begonias did nothing for me, but that is to be expected from them, even though they are in the urns on the front stoop and had no knowledge of the plight.
Monday, May 3, 2010
I seriously need to be uber productive today...for my sanity. Unfortunately, I woke up in Dragon Mode thanks to my dog. Sarge kept whining (the bedroom door is open due to the heat) and pawing at my bedside (successfully) trying to wake me up. Grrrr. I'm sure I would find it hilarious and cute if it weren't happening to ME.
Honestly, I need to get crackin' if I want anything done. The more I procrastinate, the more my day-of-productivity starts to look like a Fairy Tale.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Speaking of my anniversary, we are supposed to be going to New Orleans this weekend with friends to celebrate. As of right now, all but one friend has said they aren't going and we can't get a hold of the last one for some reason. We are supposed to leave tomorrow and no word. Ari and I can't afford to go by ourselves so it sucks big time. I have to admit that I am angry/frustrated with our friends and my husband. Ari didn't make reservations three or four weeks ago when I told him to, we didn't set aside enough money, and my friends essentially all bailed (like the last trip to New Orleans I planned for my birthday a few years ago...except that time, a few of them went anyway without me after the trip was canceled). I was soooo pissed. I think New Orleans is cursed for me...I'm starting to think I'll never get to go. *crosses fingers and scrunches face* Ok, Bitchfest is over. My apologies for sounding like a brat.
It is now my job to figure out what we will do for Plan B if Plan A doesn't pan out...it's looking like it won't.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
<< This is a picture of the first attempt... which was way too big on my arm.
For some odd reason I could not, for the life of me, stop making silly mistakes. It was due to sheer inattentiveness, I know. Also, somewhere in there, there was a half-hearted attempt at starting the second glove before the first was done... that, also, was unraveled.
Thursday, April 15, 2010
I have an amazing knitting book called "Alterknits: Imaginative Projects and Creativity Exercises" by Leigh Radford filled with amazing projects just waiting to be crafted. I highly recommend this book to anyone looking to expand their knitting horizons. One pattern in particular was at the tip-top of my list...lace-up fingerless gloves (what I like to call Gloves of Awesomeness). It wasn't until two days ago that I finally acquired the needed supplies to make them.
My husband, Ari, took me to Hobby Lobby! I tell you, I almost peed myself I was so excited. We have to travel an hour away (or more) from town to visit craft stores with anything resembling a selection. After about 30 minutes of nail-biting, pacing, indecisiveness, Ari stepped in to aid me in my crafting crisis, bless him. The man is so damn patient and understanding about my neuroses and absentmindedness it just blows my mind sometimes. He'll just smile kindly and help me. * sigh * ... Ahem! Sorry. Where was I? Oh, yes, supplies for my gloves.
On the ride home, I realized I had forgotten the book at the house and now was stuck in the car for an hour with my delicious new needles and yarn....but no instructions to get started. I almost cried in earnest I was so distraught. Then, it dawned on me: I need to work a swatch to check my gauge! The day was saved and away I went.
This will be my first time using double point needles and working in the round so this should be quite the adventure. So far, I am very pleased with how even my stitches have come out considering I haven’t knitted in three months.
So, it’s coming along quite nicely and progress has been rather smooth and bumpless (to my great surprise). I was shocked at how simple and NOT scary dpn really are to use! They have been great fun, actually. The first glove is almost complete muah ha ha ha!! It feels as if one could take on anything after discovering that something, once seeming so terrible to behold, is in fact a breeze.
Watch out, yarn stash!
NOTE: If I don’t come out of my house after a few days someone may need to rescue me from the tangled mess I will surely be in after trying to conquer something too far out of my league. lol