Monday, March 31, 2008
Sunday, March 30, 2008
It's funny looking down the street from the computer nook window. I'm looking straight east; the houses with southern exposure to their lawns have just a slight border of snow left. The houses with northern exposure to their lawns are still completely white.
This was a good week: My replacement has been identified. My first in-person interview went really well, and my phone interview (different place) went well enough I've been asked in for an in-person there as well. I have hopes of nailing down my co-op (internship) in another week or two. Cross your fingers for me. I'd like this transition to be a smooth one.
My instructor has given us an intermediate date for our 8 page research paper, which was what I needed to make me get off my duff (_on_ my duff in front of the computer?) and start the research-y part of it. I have resources now for 6 out 10 of my topics. I have to have resources for all 10 and an outline for the paper by Thursday - doable if I keep going. And I will - after all, I've got a deadline now.
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Friday, March 28, 2008
I thought about before and after pictures, but, honestly? I sort of figured you all knew what snow looks like at this point.
The snow looked all lacey and beautiful on the trees this morning, until the sun came out this afternoon and started the Great Melt going. Huge clumps-o-snow splatting down on the streets, occasionally beaning cars, and making huge divots in the snow on the ground.
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
I did (honest to goodness) take pictures for the blog today. Yarn pictures. Crocus pictures (sort of - green skinny tufts, at any rate). The camera is downstairs, I am up. If I go down again, I won't be back up.
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Let me just say now that there has not been, is not, and will not be, any housework done this week. If we have clean clothes and food on the table at meals it will be more than I am ready to guarantee at this moment.
The good news is that my replacement for my current part time job has been selected and I'm off the hook there. Now I just have to find out when she wants to set the switchover date.
Monday, March 24, 2008
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Saturday, March 22, 2008
Friday, March 21, 2008
And the bulb company sent me a shipping notice for my new lily bulbs. What they expect me to do with them with 2 to 8 inches of snow still on the ground, I'm not sure.
Thursday, March 20, 2008
The sun has crossed the right meridian!
What though the blasts of Winter sting?
Officially, at least, it’s Spring,
And be it far from our desire
To make the Weather Man a liar!"
from Spring Song by Ogden Nash
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
This has been mindless knitting for a while, and I just finished it this past weekend. I kept meaning to take a picture, but...
This is the handspun tussah silk I finished up earlier this year, the larger diameter skein. I started knitting, and kept on going until I started to worry about running out. The unblocked scarf was about 5 feet long. I think the blocked version will be about 7 feet, but I haven't measured it yet.
Monday, March 17, 2008
Sunday, March 16, 2008
The best part of the weekend was listening to four girls chattering away in the lodge kitchen, fixing lunch, having a great time, needing no adult supervision, assistance or correction. They really are growing up.
I'm off to fall in bed. 'Night again.
Saturday, March 15, 2008
Friday, March 14, 2008
What part of "children" "school" "unexcused absence" do the schedulers of such things not understand?
Thursday, March 13, 2008
I am not so obliging. I find snow heavy and awkward, and I am not moving it any farther than absolutely necessary to get it out of my way. I certainly do not move it to a single point on the driveway and then toss it up to a foot over my own head in order to make a pile big enough to sled down.
Fortunately for K and S, J is that obliging and they had a great time.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Remember this? This was the DHF brown, dyed with purple and turquoise. The dyeing was done in baggies and with slightly too little dye per weight of goods, as it was the "use up the dye before we go" end of a dyeing weekend.
I had originally thought to ply them together, but couldn't bring myself to do it. So... it's been sitting for three years. Having done the brown separately, I am perfectly content to go on to the white. It's amazing what a small change in perspective can do for you.
Monday, March 10, 2008
Thinking back over the years, I don't remember eating eggplant often when I was growing up. I certainly don't remember anything except the traditional deep purple type. I like the graffiti kind because I find them to be just a bit more tender.
I was rather stuck on 'E' for a bit. 'Elephant' had no personal meaning except for riding on one when I was 7, and particularly admiring the little elephant in my nativity set. 'Elizabeth' seemed a trifle self-reflexive, and besides, what would I say? (Elizabeth for EZ didn't strike me until later and it'd been done.)
Eggplant, however, has become one of my favorite veggies over the years, and I refrain from eating it as often as I like only because it tends to soak up the oil (in my favorite ways of fixing it) and because while my family finds it edible, they don't go overboard on it the way I would. There would be Protests.
Sunday, March 09, 2008
Yesterday, J and I were busy with an acquaintance in the midmorning. K & S came through the garage, where we were, and said - we're going to shovel the drive again. Our acquaintance sort of looked after them and said - they do it without being asked? (bribed, threatened?)
There are worse things than having your kids think that family chores are just something you do.
Saturday, March 08, 2008
Even the main part of the loop had not been recently plowed when the truck showed up this morning. The driver is apparently not terribly versed in manhandling his vehicle in the snow. His reaction to spinning tires was (repeatedly) to step harder on the gas (this will obviously improve traction, right?). He danced his truck sideways and mashed my neighbor's mailbox flat. He then finished turning around so that he could approach my driveway backing up, and spun his tires some more for a while, before deciding that our street was obviously quiet enough that he could sit crosswise of it until they finished their delivery.
This would probably have been fine, except that just as they got all setup to do the delivery thing, the plow showed up to do our spur. Seeing a big truck in his way, the plow (one of the smaller variety) did his best, clearing out the bottom portion of the spur and carefully piling it all just at the nose of the truck. J observed all this from his vantage point of commiserating with the neighbor over his mashed mailbox, and came to get the shovel to move the stack-o-snow out of the truck's way.
The driver and helper unloaded, got my signature on the papers, and piled back into the truck. The driver started the engine, put it in gear, and promptly buried the nose of the truck in the pile of snow J had just moved out of his way. (It took true talent, trust me.) After a few more minutes of backing (more spinning tires) and filling (still more spinning tires) he finally got it straightened out and bucked on down the street.
The helper's last words to me? "It's going to be a long day".
Friday, March 07, 2008
Yesterday was a long day - too much time was spent in an unplanned trip to the vet. The pup has pancreatitis. Today, he's doing a bit better, but not normal. The vet warns he may be worse before he's better, which doesn't thrill me. We'll see.
Thursday, March 06, 2008
It has to hold me over until the crocus start blooming, maybe in another month or so.
Wednesday, March 05, 2008
Tuesday, March 04, 2008
Monday, March 03, 2008
It was 62 F today, sunny, bright, warm. Two thirds of the snow on the ground melted and almost all of the snow on the roof. The creeks are trying to burst their bounds and the drainage ditch by the school which is being rebuilt is overflowing. All day there were loud crashes as snow fell, or ice fell, from roofs and eaves. The trickle of snowmelt running in gutters was a constant, and we splashed through rivulets at the gutters, pulling in and out of driveways.
Tonight? It's supposed to drop to 28 F and start raining/sleeting/snowing; more of that "wintery mix" that has made up too much of this winter's weather.
We get more of that for the foreseeable future.
Sunday, March 02, 2008
I suppose there are worse things than having a complete series of hysterically funny books that one has never read before waiting for one.
2. I'm almost done with the second orange/purply DHF-tussah skein. It's being annoying ever since The White Cat ran through the singles, snapping one of them as she went, and running out yards and yards of three singles to tangle and coil around each other. I got it untangled eventually, but!
3. There is nothing quite so exhausting as having people, who refuse to consider any viewpoint other than their own and who refuse to apply any sort of logic to their arguments, emoting all over one. I'm still recovering today from an episode yesterday. I spent quite a bit of what should otherwise have been my sleeping period working out a possible solution to a situation that arose and to which I had the fortune to become The Messenger. They don't want a solution. They would prefer to wallow in their annoyance. Ok. Tonight, I plan to spend my sleeping period sleeping.
4. The answer to Lola's question is that IF people really wanted to split a 22 pound bump of the DHF, I would charge my costs. Not being a business, it would get very messy if I charged profit; also not being a business, if it came as a single bump, people would need to accept a split by length and not by weight as I don't have the capability to weigh to legal accuracy.
Saturday, March 01, 2008
I knew that Rosemary had gotten caught up in the anthrax furor a few years ago and first had to stop exporting fleeces to the US and then was having difficulties with any fiber. I've been tending to horde my DHF since then. Rumors have circulated that her fiber was available from a British source and that appears to be true. If I can actually replace it, maybe I can bring myself to actually spin the rest of this...
Anyone want to split a 22 pound bump with me?