...you just know that means trouble.
Why the neighbors stare at me: because sometimes I stand in the driveway turning a hank of wet yarn in my hands and mumbling to myself (I was in the driveway because the rest of the yard was in shade). To dye this yarn I soaked it in vinegar and water in a casserole dish, then scattered dry Kool-Aid over it.
From this I learned 1) that grape Kool-Aid is nothing but trouble; and 2) I should steer the color wheel carefully when I try this stuff. Although I might not automatically pick this yarn up at a yarn store I don't hate it--it's not the brightly-colored babygear-suitable yarn I was hoping for, but it's...interesting.
I also tried to do a graduated yarn--the picture in my head was a yarn that was pink on one end and red on the other and shaded in between.
I read on the internets, where all the good ideas come from, that someone dyed a graduated yarn by soaking a ball of yarn in a second dye color--I pictured a gentle and orderly colorchange from dark to light.
It didn't quite work that way, so I ended up unrolling about 2/3 of the ball and putting the whole boiling back in the dye. It's closer to what I wanted now:
I'm thinking of using the red for a triangular shawl. Not sure what to do with the clown barf yet.
I think that when someone tells you "I like your graphic, but all the text is at different angles" the appropriate response is to go outside, stand in the sun, and drag on an unfiltered Camel for a bit.
Little Debbie Donut Stix are just not the same kind of tonic.
The thing about the text is a fair cop, and I, not society, am to blame. I need to go fix it now.
The C. O. calendar says today is St. Jean Baptiste day in Canada. Do you celebrate by bringing your loved ones heads on platters?
This is a cake for a retirement open house, for our Faculty Liaison, the woman who held the hands of professors while they learned EndNote. The person who asked for the cake suggested putting her years of employment on it but I asked to not do it because that kind of had a tombstoney feel.
I had some extra time at O'Hare yesterday because there were storms in Atlanta. Got home around midnight. Catses are coming around after a few applications of gooshyfud but they were pretty "Oh. So you think you still live here?" when I got home.
Sunday Alison and I went to the Museum of Science and Industry, where we saw:
It was an exhibit of props and costumes from the movies. I saw Professor Snape's trouser cuffs buttons! I had to fan myself a couple of times at some of the detail that was in even throwaway items like the programs for the Quidditch world cup match--Gilderoy Lockhart had robes that were six different fabrics all in the same shade of gold! Ron Weasley had a knitted blanket for his bed, because his mum is a knitter! So unhappy I couldn't take pictures inside.
The MSI is a bit of a maze, and the Fairy Castle is tucked off in a dark corner behind the farm exhibit and the magic of home plumbing, so I was brandishing the map a little grimly when we got to it, but it was not a busy day at the museum so I got to spend some quality time there.
I've been visiting Mom and Dad in Holland, MI. Tuesday we went to the beach:
And to Windmill Island:
We watched a troop of klompen dancers from the windmill's observation deck:
It was a slow day on Windmill Island so the guides and dancers were really bored. After the dancing they went back to the windmill and picked up their romance novels again. Mom and Dad have brought Real Live Dutch People to Windmill Island and they usually say something like "No, we don't have this stuff at home."
Wednesday we drove through Grand Haven, where I grew up. It really does look small to me now.
We also went to the Coopersville Farm Museum:
And Meijer Gardens, where there's a big bronze horse designed by Leonardo da Vinci:
Train to Chicago tomorrow!
Does viewing this picture make you want a nap? I already want a nap, so I can't judge.
Today I had a dentist appointment--look Mom no cavities! Yay!
After that I had dinner with friends, followed by a cake I didn't bake:
And then I finished a hat:
So there, a good start to the next year.
Today is my birthday and this is the picture du jour:
You just gotta hope it's not any kind of prediction.
Also at 12am an alarm clock I never use burst into "Pop Goes the Weasel." (I think my dad programmed it when he was here but it was still a surprise.)
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Peg of Tilling said:
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You know, it's actually kind of pretty in ball form. If I didn't know how you did it, I'd think,... read more
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Peg of Tilling said:
Now that it's in a ball, it kind of has the colors of a bowl of Lucky Charms: a good... read more
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