Right. Still here. No, really.
- Since last we spoke I've been to Baltimore and back. I love my lovely Treo, but when it started to act funny I tried to fix it and now it's completely broken. Well, it works as a phone. I have four moblog posts sitting on the Treo, but at this point I can't even get email. Tech support is one of those things where you yell into the phone with some sort of voice recognition program (I always wonder if it's *real* voice recognition or just some dude in India who they've figured out is more productive when he doesn't have to chat with lonely and crazy people) and then they put you on hold for 40 minutes and, well, I don't know what happens next because I never last that long. So that's part of why I hadn't posted. There was this whole thing sent from a water taxi about delicious crab boil for lunch. I dunno, it was better in the moment. Sorry about that.
- I think I mentioned that I broke the camera at the Springdelle farm visit a couple of Saturdays ago (looking back apparently I didn't tell you, but yes, I let the kids take pictures, there was a concrete floor...distractions...you do the math). That was just the beginning. By Tuesday morning, I had broken the following items:
- a blender
- a bread machine
- the camera of course, and
- the car.
- Yeah, that's right, the car. It decided it didn't need a transmission anymore and we decided that we didn't need to spend another thousand dollars on it so we sold the car to the repair shop for them to use as a loaner, and now we're a one car family. Now I know that for many of you urban types this is no big deal, but it's a big deal for me. There are buses here, but they come once an hour and only until 7 pm, and the route is very limited. I live in a hilly neighborhood and dude, it's cold to bike in the winter. I've been on the bus for the last two weeks, and it has been fine, but then again the weather has been pretty much lovely, so we'll see how I do. My employer is offering a small incentive for me to not get a parking sticker, so that will hopefully keep me honest. I'm hoping for the best. Seriously, I feel like a gas-aholic who has just hopped on (off) the wagon. It's been two weeks since my last solo commute. At least I can knit on the bus, though it's such a short trip it hardly results in much sock.
- We had houseguests from Qatar. Well, one of them, a friend of ours from college, used to live here, and is now living with her family as an expat in Qatar. They were here for a conference and I got to meet her kids, and managed to turn the thirteen-year-old into a spinner. Okay, she was already a spinner, I just taught her hands to remember how. You know someone is over the edge when it's midnight and you have to come into the living room and say "honey, you need to remember, the wool will be here in the morning." She was in love with some blue tussah that came home with me from KC, and then there was a Grafton Fibers spindle that hasn't seen the use it should have, and now she'll be bringing some good spinning back to Qatar. Via camp in Minnesota. You know, the usual sort of enabling.
- While I didn't replace the car, I did of course replace the camera (and the blender and the bread machine, what do you take me for?). Here's proof, from the local ice cream shop.
- Yes, they have dog sundaes. I told you this was my kind of town.
- Finally, Stephanie, have you no mercy? I've really resisted this whole MS3 thing for weeks now, and then you have to go and make me sign up. (I know, try to blame Julia but it's not going to work. She just innocently linked to the thing.) But still, I don't have to knit the thing. There may have been stash combing and then there was this moment with some gray NH cashmere but the thing is that it hasn't been spun up yet. I'm only on the tenth repeat of the camel/tussah shetland triangle, and it's tightly knit so I'm guessing I'll end up with 30 repeats and not have it be too big. So I don't have time for this. But I may have started spinning NH cashmere. I'm not making any commitments, though.
I think I need to get back to the wheel. There was this whole idea about finishing the 2006 holiday gift sweater, but you know, at this point what's a few more weeks? Cashmere...