It’s not good, and it’s not really fiction, and it’s not done, but I WON! I’m really happy. And I’m not writing tomorrow. Or the next day. Wooooot! I think I’m going to go buy a book for my reward. Hoooray!
Archives for November 2007
Tree!
I put up my first Christmas tree! All by myself!
I put it in the sunporch, where Digit eats, because he’s the only animal who ever goes out there. But you can see it beautifully from both the street and the living room. It’s perfect. I love, love, love it. The only decorations are the lights and those snowflakes that my sister Christy helped me make. Happy. Always wanted one, now I have one. Happy, happy, happy.
Now I’m going to have a glass of wine and watch A Shot at Love with Tila Tequila. None of y’all are admitting to watching it, but I will confess: I’ve seen every awful, trashy episode. A bisexual reality TV show? Come on! How can you NOT watch? Opinions: Dani should win, and Tila is boring but cute. There. I said it. Confess something to me now, please?
(Also, Sile of knit-one-one would like to remind the Bay Area folk that The Magical Mystery Knitting Party is happening this Friday, November 30th. This is how it works. Knitters arrive with their supplies, are served the libation of their choice–usually wine—then Kate corrals everyone and starts issuing forth directions—Cast on 10 stitches—-for example. Because you see the fun in all this is that no-one knows what they will be knitting! Wild guesses abound–of course—-and the winner gets a prize. It is an hilarious evening filled with laughter, fun, knitting and knitters—and you walk away at the end of the evening with a cute little knitted something in your hot little hands. A perfect event. (There is a pic of the last Magical Mystery Knitting project on the blog.))
Ariann
is complete! I love it.
Specs:
Pattern: Ariann, by Bonne-Marie
Yarn: Rowan Kid Classic, gray, 8.3 skeins used, 1270 yards
Needles: US 6
Size: 45.5
Mods:
I lengthened the body a bit, about an inch. And OHMYGOD I made the classic mistake. I missed an "at the same time." Oh, holy cow, my math wasn’t working out right, and I’d done most of the raglan decreasing. Oh, yeah. I forgot to make the neckline. But you know me! It’ll never be noticed from a trotting horse! So I improvised the collar, and I have to say, I like it like this. I like the V-neck written in the pattern, but I like this better.
The reclining pose.
The disco pose!
One of favorite parts of the sweater: I finally found a use for some Edwardian (yes, from the 1880s) buttons I got at Stitches last year. They were a hefty splurge, and I got eight, and only used four on this, so I get to look forward to using them again! I think they are the most gorgeous things ever. I lurve them.
All cleavage aside, check out Willie’s expression. It looks like he’s watching a spider drop from the ceiling. God, I hope he wasn’t.
Adah says stop screwing around! Feed me!
I finished Ariann today. More pictures later this week. Too busy now.
Just got off work where I ate cheese for 12 hours, and now I’m going to eat turkey that Lala’s made. Hooray!
I am thankful for you. Very, very thankful. Mwah.
Boat
Spent time this weekend chilling out in San Francisco, which was good. Went in with Lala on BART on Sunday. We looked at bicycles (did you hear she’s doing the AIDS ride? I’m so proud of her) and ate at ChaChaCha because tapas are fun and because ginger drops are delectable.
And yesterday, on a whim, my sister Bethany and I headed in on the ferry for a little walk-around.
It was gorgeous, clear and sunny, flat water, no wind. The best way to approach the City.
We had lunch with Lala and then just walked around. We wrote a little at the Ferry building (both sisters are also Nano-ing) and searched hotels for an elusive secret button we’d heard about (at ____ hotel, if you push floor 30 three times, the button will light up and you’ll be granted access). We just couldn’t really remember which hotel it was. I can tell you it is not the Embarcadero Hyatt. I do love how we got so hopefully on the elevator, only to find that it went to floor 19. How did we not NOTICE that it was a short building and could not possibly have had anywhere near thirty floors?
AND I SAW MY BOYFRIEND.
Anthony Bourdain had just given a reading which I missed, sad sad sad, but he was still signing books. And he pointed at ME! Sure, he was pointing at me because he thought I was taking the picture of that guy standing next to him (as if), but he saw me for a second. And why he didn’t stand up right then and profess his undyling lust and devotion to me, I’ll never understand. It’s okay, Tony. We can be secret lovairs. Call me.
Now I am at work. I started my 74-hour work week a little early, and will be at work FOREVER. Or so it feels.
But I won’t whine. It’s good money, and it’s a good place to work. I had a field-save the other day, where I gave CPR instructions and a guy went from being dead to not-dead, thanks to the good compressions his caller performed. So that was good.
And I get to knit here. I’m almost done with Ariann. Also good. I wish I had some chocolate, though.
Did you know they have Cadbury Christmas Creme Eggs now??? I think they’re supposed to be tree ornaments, so they took out the yellow part of the creamy yolk, because everyone knows that tree ornaments don’t have yolks, and Easter eggs do (?) but they taste just the same. Only they’re smaller. Again. They are shrinking them every chance they get. But I will keep buying them. Yep.
That is all. As you were.
Digit Likes Catnip
But doesn’t really like Willie much.
(Just look at that butt! All furry! He’s healthy! And alive!)