I thought it was time for M in the abc along… and I have a couple of M’s… they’ll wait.
Started yet another one of these
this pair from my handspun! (so I guess you know what one of the M posts will be…)
I’ve been making these with lighter yarn than the pattern calls for, so I’ve been casting on 39 stitches… doing the thumb the same. They are a great small relatively mindless project for me.
Lucia tagged me with this…
Pick up the nearest book
Open to page 123
Find the fifth sentence
Post the next three sentences
Tag five people and acknowledge who tagged you (so I’m not doing this last part… play if you want)
“…That, too, reassured me a little, though I should never have let it,” added Brassa bitterly. “But who is this Tsarr?” said Larka. “In my life I have only heard of three who possess the Sight, until you, Larka,” Brassa whispered and Larka cowered.
From The Sight by David Clement-Davies. I am reading these totally out of order! Young adult fiction (which it seems I have been reading quite a lot of lately), but very good stories… I read Fell first, and have started The Telling Pool… but The Sight is a library book, so I’ve got to finish it first (only some 50 pages left).
In answer to a question… the textiles showed up with my friend G, Sid’s mom, who was visiting sans Sid. They were given to her by a woman now in her 80′s who travelled quite a bit. We think these particular textiles are from India… G has had museum-quality huipiles, and she says these are not huipiles.
I have had a new and unpleasant experience this week.
Stress induced (I think) upper back pain. Makes me want to cry as soon as I get to work and go back to bed. 1000 mg of ibuprofen over a couple of hours sort of helped for a while. As did some stretching. And I went over to the gym and begged to borrow one of their exercise balls, which I used as a chair. I also took some breaks and stretched out over it, but I ended up leaving work an hour early. Laying flat on the floor helped. Sitting sucks though. Kind of ridiculous to be discussing some review project and looking at the maps on the computer while laying on a coworker’s office floor! (even if the coworker is my husband…).
Maybe finding out on Thursday night that the kiddo’s teacher won’t be looping up, she’s getting a job elsewhere. And the teacher she was going to team teach with is also moving someplace else… so two new teachers. This is on top of a rather recent decision to have all of the 6th grade teachers (currently in four elementary schools in Augusta) loop up with their students to the middle school (here it is grades 7 and 8). The kids are supposed to move between just two teachers. Can we label the kids so their needs might be better met? Nope.
Maybe not having any child care options for the next week and a half, or for three other weeks during the summer. Well, not NO options… but it’s a bit of this and a bit of that and a bit of each of us taking some time off. This is most likely my biggest stressor.
Maybe not exercising as much. Now that it is light earlier, I do wake up early enough… but 4:30 is too early to go to the gym, and then I fall back asleep and then it’s too late. I’ve found that I really really like being up and here before 6 am. Otherwise the morning is very rushed. This will only be worse during the day camp days, when kiddo needs to be at the bus pick-up half an hour earlier than our typical leaving time.
DH’s field season has started, and he’s often away for 2-3 nights a week. That doesn’t help much with going to the gym early in the morning. I’m not ready to leave the kiddo here alone and asleep.
But some good news. We discovered something we didn’t know.
DH was away, and scheduled to be home about midnight midweek. I’d left the bedroom light on, because it usually doesn’t bother me, and I’d fallen asleep about 11, so what was another hour… Then a little after 1 am I woke up and was restless. Maybe it’s because the dogs were restless. I was ready to turn off the bedroom light and so what if he had to crawl into bed in the dark. As I was laying there thinking about what I wanted to do about this, and wondering why the dogs were awake, some few minutes later I heard DH’s work truck pull in. The dogs ignored this. Perhaps because we give them grief for barking when the guys across the street pull in at all hours.
Then DH came in the house.
And the girls flew down the stairs like hounds from hell, barking like mad fiends.
I figured they’d stop the instant they heard DH (and saw him, there were lights on downstairs). But no, the barking went on and on! Gracie was under the table, growling and barking. And Zuzu was uncertain… she recognized DH (or so he thought), but her sister was clearly possessed and maybe there was something to it. They eventually got it through their thick skulls who was standing there talking and being silly to them.
But it made me happy.
To know that nobody is coming in the house in the middle of the night without a ruckus.
I wore the experimental sweater today. Somebody thought the lighter dyed areas looked like a leaf pattern!