Makes me Happy! Buoyed by the amazing comments and supportive emails, I'm bop bop boppin' along this morning. It is so nice to know that I can show up in my jammies, say what I think, and be accepted. I still have a Mountain of paperwork to climb, and all kinds of other challenges to address, but when it comes right down to it, Acceptance makes it All so much easier....
Which is why I am now up to my knees in Homespun. YEP. I started the No-sweat pants last night during the basketball games. I had four skeins left over (ahem) from the Wonderful Wallaby and as soon as I saw the picture in IK, my brain screamed ENSEMBLE! (A mind that screams at you in French is a terrible thing to waste, non?) I was sort of embarrased to admit it, but Homespun knits up really fast, is the perfect MINDLESS sports-watching fiber (you can wash the red wine you spilled on it right OUT if you jump up to rave at a ref....)AND the completed garment is machine-washable, can be SLEPT in, and the colorway I'm doing was scored for 2 bucks a skein...let's see, that means the pants will come to a grand total of eight bucks. The whole outfit under 20. Which kinda balances out for the Rowan stash......
RATIONALIZATION?! You betcha. My specialty. When I was in Monterey, I went to Pacific Grove to visit Monarch Knits (and the FABULOUS Public Library kitty korner across the street...) and bought, um, a few things. Including, but not limited to, some amazing Lantern Moon needles. I put them on the counter and said (a little too brightly) "I left my Denise needles at my girlfriend's house and I NEED these." Whereupon we all dissolved into giggles. It is a small shop, crammed with goodies floor to ceiling, and six knitters, plus the owner,collapsed in giggles all at once, makes for chaos. Wiping the tears from her eyes, the shop owner said I won the prize for the best Knitting Rationalization of the week. I kvelled. Really. One of the gorgeous things about this whole experience is that several days later, when I was teaching an eight year old to knit...I gifted her with those amazing needles and a ball of Kashmir...start 'em out RIGHT, I say....she was knitting herself to sleep that very night!
Which brings me back to my original revelation, which is that the KNITTING is the thing. I have been known to knit with chopsticks and string (it can be done, and the resulting little tote bag is great for buying oranges) when the going got tough. My Thesis in art school was knit from copper wire on metal needles I made myself. I woke up the other night wondering what could be knit with earworms if you could CATCH the silly little things....
It has always been my therapy, my THING (to quote the Daughter bird). As Pooh and piglet discovered however, it's SO much friendlier with TWO...
Thank you, dear friends, for rowing your little boats into the circle with me and knitting by the light of the moon....Makes Me HAPPY!
This really is funny, because I sat down at this keyboard this morning, all prepared to whine about my email account miseries and LORD knows, I can't even remember what else, but I read the comments *just ONE more time* to cheer myself up and I completely forgot my list of woes. Lake Woebegone, indeed.
Oh and ONE MORE THING...
Little cabin in the woods
Danger Girl by the window stood
Saw a knitter
passing by
Happy as could be...
HELP ME! HELP ME!
The knitter cried
I just need a place to HIDE...
Come little rabbit
come inside,
I'll take care of you....
(My deepest apologies to the writer of this most wonderful fingerplay song...but it needs to be our
Secret Handshake, dontcha think?)