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Thursday, 31 August 2006
The house don't make a sound

Greetings people of Earth. 

Um.

I have been pouty.  I am not too proud to admit it.

I was okay.  We drove out to the other side of Ohio in an SUV piled high with all of my son's earthly possessions.  In a car filled with puppies and people.   We drove like pioneers.  With cruise control and a cd player and air conditioning.  And far less cholera or Indian attacks or replays of the Donner Party incident.    And we made it safely to the University at Kent.   Belongings were unloaded with the help of volunteers.  It was all over in a matter of minutes.  Events of this magnitude should be accompanied by pomp and theater and maybe an ominous sounding announcer.  Instead it was quite simple.  Easier than childbirth.  But far less joyful.

Don't get me wrong.  I am filled with parental pride.  I just miss my boy.  It is an adjustment.

This weekend his girlfriend is going to visit him.  Lucky girl.  This evening we went out to dinner, she and I, and discussed this manchild I have raised.  Commiserated.  And ate desserts of chocolate.

In other news, I am back at school and I think it is a good thing.  Too much time on my hands makes Beth a crazy lady.  There has been knitting and sewing and cooking.  There has been much television.   My little world continues to spin.

posted by: loosestring at 23:27 | link | comments (5) |

Monday, 07 August 2006
The Postman Bearing Gifts

Recently the mail fairies landed on my front porch and left the loot. 

(I took pictures.  Outside, all posed and professional like, but I did something wrong and I just do not have the patience to do this again.)

So, the breakdown (without pictures)

I got my KSKS package.  It was a really great surprise and full of thoughtful touches.  There was some Lisa Souza Sock! in Printemps (I have never knit with this but it feels fabulous), Knitpicks dpns, tapestry needles, cable holders, a tea ball, some fabulous teas from The Tea Smith (Green Quince, Green Flower Rooibos, and Blacksmith Blend) that I cannot wait to try, a gorgeous bar of handmade soap and all of my favorite kinds of gummi and sour candies (including Jelly Belly Sours in a cute tin, Gummi Worms, Sweet Tart Bugs, Mentos Sours and some cool green tea mints).  Plus, two different sock patterns.  As if all of that were not enough, it was sent inside of a beautiful Booga Bag.  I am feeling very spoiled and happy right now thanks to my KSKS Pal Alicia.

I also got a package from my Secret Pal.  Inside there was a copy of The Knitting Answer Book, Vogue Knitting Felting, two skeins of Lamb's Pride Worsted and a set of Fiddlesticks dpns and a pattern for a hat with a basic cable design.  All of this, along with the beautiful cable needles she sent back in July should help me get off of my butt and knit some cables already.

posted by: loosestring at 18:19 | link | comments (1) |

Friday, 04 August 2006
whining again

The weather she has broken.  The hot she is gone.  Thank the fucking stars.  I will not have to listen to anymore whining about the heat.  I cannot disuss the weather.  Well, apparently I can, because I have just done so.  But, as a rule, I am a no-weather-discussing kind of gal.

As we continue our countdown to the big day when I drive my son to college and he is officially no longer a child, I am becoming increasingly irritable.  I am snappish and sarcastic and downright pissy.  It has to be unbearable to live with me.  I don't want to live with me right now.  Is there anyway I can arrange to take a break from myself?  It would count as a service to society at large and the society at small of my home if I could just enter a state of suspended animation until the crucial day has passed.  They managed it in that Sylvester Stallone movie with Sandra Bullock and Wesley Snipes where criminals are frozen until the cure is found for their particular brand of anti-social behaviour.  (Yeah, I could look up the title but it is really not worth the effort.  If you have seen it, you will know.  If you have not seen it, you did not miss a lot. )

That movie was made a long time ago.  Isn't some of the stuff in these "science fiction" movies supposed to start coming true.  I want remote islands filled with reconstituted clone dinosaurs.  I want space travel.  I want an Oompa Loompa, and I want it now. 

posted by: loosestring at 11:51 | link | comments (1) |