Randoms


I stopped blogging for a few weeks and I come back to a new version of the composing page. Good grief.

Here's what's been going on:

  • We thought my sweetie was going to be doing some national press for work but while an interview was taped, it hasn't aired so we're coming out of internet hiding.
  • From Maryland Sheep and Wool to July 5, I didn't knit more than 10 rows at a time. I just couldn't focus on it. On 7/5, Jody came over and I got my knitting mojo back. Since then, I have finished an Annetrelac sock in Noro sock yarn and embarked on a major knitting project to be revealed on Ravelry some time in the next few days (I need to take pictures) but not on the blog for a few weeks.
  • I finished my Holly Jacket and I hate everything about it. It makes me look really fat, which I should probably also attribute to being at my highest weight ever and last weekend, wearing a size 14 skirt for the first time in my life. Regardless of my new Shamu status, the sweater has got to go. I'm considering using the yarn for the Phyllo sweater or the adult version of the EZ February Baby Sweater which, if you are a knitter, you've seen by now. I have no idea if the yarn will work for either.
  • My sister is due to have a baby at any minute.
  • I spent a long weekend down the shore and since then, there hasn't been a day that I haven't wished I was there, sitting on the beach, reading a book.
  • It's been hot as hell here.
  • I need to start walking (see weight issue mentioned above). I am completely intrigued by this music and am purchasing it today and putting it on my ipod to induce me to walk.

It's good to be back.

Six Words

Two weeks ago, in the alumni magazine from my grad school alma mater, I read about a book called Not Quite What I was Planning: Six Word Memoirs by Writers Famous and Obscure. I bought the book last week, read through it over a lunch hour and, very unlike me, wrote and highlighted all throughout the book. I found that reading about someone's life in only six words either resulted in my complete identification with them or with burning questions for them.

Since then, I've been obsessed with this concept of six word memoirs. I've visited the Smith Magazine site daily and find myself enraptured by people's stories. Smith Mag is now accepting submissions for their next book, Six Words on Love & Heartbreak. One that I submitted yesterday is currently in their Featured Entries section and can be seen in the header, every two minutes or so. I just noticed that it's also on the front page in the column that highlights entries for this project.

I also made some submissions to a contest that Smith is doing in conjunction with Philadelphia Magazine, It All Happened Here in Philadelphia. The formatting on that page is totally wacky (at least in my browser) but it looks like I am a finalist in the contest (names are not assigned to the submissions). After they announce the winners on Friday, I'll tell you a few of the Philly-centered memoirs that I submitted. I'll be out at dinner with friends on Friday night when the prize is announced but I'll be anxious to see the results on Saturday when the are posted online. If I am chosen, I'll raffle off the book to the person with the best six-word memoir about knitting. Stay tuned.

I'm trying to finish my Holly Jacket to wear this weekend on my birthday trip to NYC. Currently, my knitting life can be summed up in these six words:

So much finishing to be done.

Team Monkey

Team Monkey is walking to raise money and awareness for arthritis this Saturday, May 17.

You can donate here!

I mentioned in my last post about Team Monkey that there would be prizes for people who donated. To this point, only Chrystie D. has emailed the prize account to enter to the drawing. So, SURPRISE, Chrystie, you are the winner of a skein of STR in the Knitters Without Borders colorway. For those of you who have not yet donated or who have not yet sent an email after donating, you can be entered into a drawing to win a pair of socks knit by me (this will be the only prize). For each $10 you donate, you'll get an entry into the drawing. So head on over to Team Monkey HQ and donate. Then send an email to arthritiswalkprizes at gmail with your name, address, and blog address if you have one.

We raised $2400 last year. While we don't expect to match that number at this point, we would love to raise $2000.

Thanks for helping us raise money for arthritis research and services for those who currently have arthritis. We really appreciate it.

Thirtysomething

A week from today, I will celebrate tolerate my 30th birthday. I wish I could say that I have approached this coming milestone with class and grace but that would be lying. I am approaching 30 while kicking and screaming.

Michelle has pointed out a number of times that some people have trouble with birthdays because they feel like there is an expectation of what a person should have accomplished by a certain age. She knows that I don't subscribe to any of that kind of silly thinking. Michelle and I are happy. No yearnings for a child on the horizon. I'm still trying to figure out why buying a house or condo would be a good thing. I have a job a like. It doesn't seem like external expectations weighing me down.

I've written before about how young my parents are and how much it weirds me out that I distinctly remember my mother when she was my age. When my mother was 30, she was pregnant with her fourth child. I was 12. But my life is SO different in every way from my mother's that comparing myself to her at this point just seems ridiculous.

So what is it? Why have I been so cranky about turning 30?

I think some of it has to do with the obvious aging of my body. I've been finding (and immediately plucking) grey hair for about 6 months now. I'm quite unhappy with my weight but not unhappy enough, evidently, to do anything to change it.

I just feel like 30 is old.

Now, all of the people I know who are in their 30s seem quite young to me. Michelle- aside from the joint pain, doesn't seem old at all. Deirdre is now married, and mother to a 9 month old but she's not old either. Meg lives in the coolest apartment I've ever seen, travels all the time and has amazing shoes-- none of which are characteristics of an OLD person. Jody doesn't look any older than I do and she's as happy as I've ever known her to be. She's been in her 30s as long as I've known her, I think.  So what's my deal? I don't know.

Tell me, what's the best thing about being in your thirties? Whether you are there now or it was long ago for you, I'd love to hear your thoughts. Maybe that will help me go into my next decade with a little grace and maturity!

Unread books

Below are the top 106 books tagged “unread” in Librarything.

The rules:
Bold what you have read, italicize books you’ve started but couldn’t finish, and strike through books you hated. Add an asterisk* to those you’ve read more than once. Underline those on your tbr list.

Jonathan Strange & M. Norrell
Anna Karenina
Crime and Punishment
Catch-22
One Hundred Years of Solitude
Wuthering Heights*
The Silmarillion
Life of Pi: a novel
The Name of the Rose
Don Quixote
Moby Dick
Ulysses
Madame Bovary
The Odyssey

Pride and Prejudice
Jane Eyre*
A Tale of Two Cities
The Brothers Karamazov
Guns, Germs, and Steel: the fates of human societies
War and Peace
Vanity Fair
The Time Traveler’s Wife
The Iliad
Emma
The Blind Assassin
The Kite Runner
Mrs. Dalloway
Great Expectations
American Gods
A heartbreaking work of staggering genius
Atlas shrugged
Reading Lolita in Tehran
Memoirs of a Geisha
Middlesex*
Quicksilver
Wicked : the life and times of the wicked witch of the West
The Canterbury Tales
The Historian
A portrait of the artist as a young man
Love in the time of cholera
Brave new world
The Fountainhead
Foucault’s Pendulum
Middlemarch*
Frankenstein*
The Count of Monte Cristo
Dracula
A clockwork orange
Anansi Boys
The Once and Future King
The Grapes of Wrath
The Poisonwood Bible
1984
Angels & Demons
The Inferno
The Satanic Verses
Sense and sensibility
The Picture of Dorian Gray
Mansfield Park
One flew over the cuckoo’s nest
To the Lighthouse
Tess of the D’Urbervilles*
Oliver Twist
Gulliver’s Travels
Les misérables
The Corrections
The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay
The curious incident of the dog in the night-time
Dune
The Prince
The Sound and the Fury
Angela’s Ashes
The God of Small Things
A people’s history of the United States : 1492-present
Cryptonomicon
Neverwhere
A confederacy of dunces
A Short History of Nearly Everything
Dubliners*
The unbearable lightness of being
Beloved
Slaughterhouse-five
The Scarlet Letter
Eats, Shoots & Leaves
The mists of Avalon
Oryx and Crake : a novel
Collapse : how societies choose to fail or succeed
Cloud Atlas
The Confusion
Lolita
Persuasion
Northanger Abbey
The Catcher in the Rye
On the Road
The Hunchback of Notre Dame
Freakonomics
Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance
The Aeneid
Watership Down
Gravity’s Rainbow
The Hobbit
In Cold Blood
White teeth
Treasure Island
David Copperfield
The Three Musketeers

Maryland Report

Jody and I went to our 5th Maryland Sheep and Wool Festival on Saturday. It's so funny to me that Jody and I had only known each other a few months when we went to that first festival. We were SO overwhelmed by everything going on around us. After 5 Marylands and 2 Rhinebecks, we have this festival thing down to an art. We know where we're going, what we want to get, when to be laid back, and we have a great time. Reports from my very first MS&W here: 1 and 2. It cracks me up that we arrived at 11:30 am.

Jody and I left from Philly at about 6:45 am on Saturday which is about when we left last year. We got to the festival by about 8:40ish. We didn't sit in much traffic at all on our way into the fairgrounds but there was a long line up of cars behind us. I think we missed the traffic by less than a minute. We hit the ladies room where we encountered the shortest lines there of the day. Then we went to The Fold where I picked up two skeins of yarn for a Chevron scarf (Fire on the Mountain and Lemongrass) and a skein of the Knitters Without Borders colorway for the Arthritis Walk prizes. There was quite a line there but unlike last year, there wasn't a line to get into the booth to browse. I think at this point, people realize that you have to find a few things that you like and then get into the check out line if you ever plan to see the rest of the festival. I never mind waiting in that line because I much prefer to buy hand-dyed yarn in person.

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After that we went to Tess' Yarns where I got a skein of sock yarn to make a pair of socks for Michelle and two skeins of merino laceweight to make a shawl for me.

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My only other yarn purchase of the day was a ball of Noro sock yarn to make another pair of the Annetrelac socks because I love the first pair I made so much.

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We somehow managed to miss the Ravelry meetup. We saw Jess, Casey, and Mary-Heather on our way back into the fairgrounds after dropping off our morning purchases to the car. We weren't able to get our stickers and they were long out of buttons but I was wearing mine from Rhinebeck and had brought an extra blank one that I received after ordering my t-shirt so Jody took that one. There was a woman with them (who I think was Jess' mom) who seemed shocked that I had not one, but two, buttons. Apparently there were A LOT of people who wanted buttons but didn't get them.

Jody and I spent some time knitting in the shady area in the vicinity of the Brooks Farm Booth. We ran into Kelly and her friend (whose name I, sadly, can not remember) and then Liz K and a bunch of her friends stopped by. Liz was wearing her Indigo Ruffle skirt and I am determined to make one this summer. It is ADORABLE!

Sidenote: I'm trying to identify all the people that I met on Saturday by using the Ravelry Friends lists of people who I have met before or whose names I do remember. It is surprisingly tough. Ravatars (that is Ravelry avatars) are not the clearest of identifying photos. It doesn't help that people have names like turtlegirl and mintyfresh. By the way, those are the Ravelry names of people I may or may not have met on Saturday. This is annoying me.

Shortly before we left the fairgrounds, we saw Lolly. It is always so good to see Lolly. She is the nicest, most genuine person in the world. She remembers everyone's name and seemingly reads everyone's blog. She was chatting with Isel, Stacey, and Jenna, as well as other folks I either can't remember or can't identify. Earlier in the day, we ran into Ann at the Brooks Farm Booth. We also saw Jessica very soon after arriving at the fairgrounds.

In any case, the weather was much better than expected, the sheep and alpacas were cute, and the people were friendly. I had a great day.

Edited to add pictures.

Wednesday Randoms

A few things I'm in to right now:

  • Carly Smithson on Idol. My Carly-love is surpassing my Brooke-love. Michelle and I have both actually called to vote for Carly this season. In seven seasons, I had never voted before Brooke and Carly. I do like David Cook as well. We bought the Billie Jean single from iTunes. Here's Carly's performance from last night. (YouTube video)

  • LibraryThing Early Reviewers. I just found out that I'm getting my sixth free book to review since the program started back in June. Very cool!
  • New Hope. Michelle and I are staying at a very great inn this weekend in New Hope, PA to celebrate the 6th anniversary of our Commitment Ceremony. I can't wait!
  • The Holly Jacket. After a gauge issue, I have restarted this and have decided to have the right side of the stockinette showing, rather than the reverse side as is done in the pattern. I'm knitting this right now with the goal of wearing it to MS&W although I'm doubtful that it will be done in time.
  • How I Met Your Mother. Have you seen Robin Sparkles' newest video?

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