I'm up at 6am so I can write a post before the house gets invaded by men and tools and sawdust again.
Really, though, I'm up at 6am so I can make coffee on my New Stove that was hooked up yesterday where I can finally boil water for the first time this summer. I can walk around my kitchen without a bra, in my Jersey Freeze tee shirt and my flamingo jammie bottoms before The Guys show up. And the computer is here, so I figured I could say hi while doing so. To be honest, I don't suppose the men would even care or notice if I did walk around this way, since it's not much of a departure from the thousand year old "It's Salsa" tee shirt and paint-spattered shorts they usually see me in. However, I have to draw the line somewhere, as I'm an example for two growing daughters, and dabble in clothing design. And, one of the workmen is kind of cute. Maya actually says 2 are cute, but she can walk around in her jammies and it's not so scary.
It's been a long time since I puttered around my kitchen half awake. It feels good. Unfortunately, we have to get out One More Time this weekend and live at a friends' overnight, but after that, I plan on never leaving. Except for Rhinebeck. And maybe SPA this year, or even TNNA. We'll see. As this place shapes up, I realize I'm going to love it. The girls have made friends and Zoe has learned to ride her bike, and we are getting settled and finding our way around. We also hooked up the TV two days ago, and that makes it feel homey too.
I have found my knitting, and am working my way down a sleeve. This is big progress. For much of the summer, I worked on a cardigan, and when the cardigan was done, I decided that the yarn and the construction were all wrong. So, I am working my way through the same cardigan a second time - in teeny spurts when I have a surface to sit on and an area free of plaster and dust. However, round 2 is top down and knit in Ultra Alpaca, which is always a crowd pleaser, and it goes rather quickly. I try not to think of all the wasted time spent on version 1. I'm thinking a few more Seinfeld Reruns at 11pm and I should have the sleeves done - which means I need to set up a desk to write on next...
So that's the update from inside the house -- from outside, though, is a bit of news that anyone living in the greater Winchester area just might want to know about. (Lean in, ladies....)
Outside my house, only a few blocks away, right between the two wine and liquor shops in town, a friend of mine is involved in OPENING A YARN SHOP. The space is big. Plus, this friend knows what she is doing. I have already had my nose plastered against the glass, bottle of wine in hand, a few times. My hopes that I'd be invited in to unpack and have a few drinks have not been realized yet, but I'm sure it's only because my timing has been off and they have not been taking things out of the giant boxes on the floor when I happened to swing by. Or maybe they were in the back or something.
Maybe they didn't recognize me, hair in a thousand clips, covered in green spatters, with my dirty salsa tee shirt and painty shorts, clutching my booze, and ignoring the two children behind me - who were probably bored and arguing at the time. Because, really, who would pass up that kind of a good time, had they been there?
Anyways, I had hopes of sweater and house photos, but the camera is somewhere that is not here, and I only have a few minutes left of braless, tee-shirted joy before I need to make myself presentable.
Thanks for sticking with me over this long and knit-less summer, I promise that things will begin getting back to normal next week - and that the designs are still in the works for fall. I'll blog again soon with pictures of yarn and home, and maybe I'll Kinnear the yarn shop window for you - that'll really make them want to invite me in, right?
(PS. how cool is it that Kinnearing is in wikipedia with S.P.M's photo next to it?)
Really, though, I'm up at 6am so I can make coffee on my New Stove that was hooked up yesterday where I can finally boil water for the first time this summer. I can walk around my kitchen without a bra, in my Jersey Freeze tee shirt and my flamingo jammie bottoms before The Guys show up. And the computer is here, so I figured I could say hi while doing so. To be honest, I don't suppose the men would even care or notice if I did walk around this way, since it's not much of a departure from the thousand year old "It's Salsa" tee shirt and paint-spattered shorts they usually see me in. However, I have to draw the line somewhere, as I'm an example for two growing daughters, and dabble in clothing design. And, one of the workmen is kind of cute. Maya actually says 2 are cute, but she can walk around in her jammies and it's not so scary.
It's been a long time since I puttered around my kitchen half awake. It feels good. Unfortunately, we have to get out One More Time this weekend and live at a friends' overnight, but after that, I plan on never leaving. Except for Rhinebeck. And maybe SPA this year, or even TNNA. We'll see. As this place shapes up, I realize I'm going to love it. The girls have made friends and Zoe has learned to ride her bike, and we are getting settled and finding our way around. We also hooked up the TV two days ago, and that makes it feel homey too.
I have found my knitting, and am working my way down a sleeve. This is big progress. For much of the summer, I worked on a cardigan, and when the cardigan was done, I decided that the yarn and the construction were all wrong. So, I am working my way through the same cardigan a second time - in teeny spurts when I have a surface to sit on and an area free of plaster and dust. However, round 2 is top down and knit in Ultra Alpaca, which is always a crowd pleaser, and it goes rather quickly. I try not to think of all the wasted time spent on version 1. I'm thinking a few more Seinfeld Reruns at 11pm and I should have the sleeves done - which means I need to set up a desk to write on next...
So that's the update from inside the house -- from outside, though, is a bit of news that anyone living in the greater Winchester area just might want to know about. (Lean in, ladies....)
Outside my house, only a few blocks away, right between the two wine and liquor shops in town, a friend of mine is involved in OPENING A YARN SHOP. The space is big. Plus, this friend knows what she is doing. I have already had my nose plastered against the glass, bottle of wine in hand, a few times. My hopes that I'd be invited in to unpack and have a few drinks have not been realized yet, but I'm sure it's only because my timing has been off and they have not been taking things out of the giant boxes on the floor when I happened to swing by. Or maybe they were in the back or something.
Maybe they didn't recognize me, hair in a thousand clips, covered in green spatters, with my dirty salsa tee shirt and painty shorts, clutching my booze, and ignoring the two children behind me - who were probably bored and arguing at the time. Because, really, who would pass up that kind of a good time, had they been there?
Anyways, I had hopes of sweater and house photos, but the camera is somewhere that is not here, and I only have a few minutes left of braless, tee-shirted joy before I need to make myself presentable.
Thanks for sticking with me over this long and knit-less summer, I promise that things will begin getting back to normal next week - and that the designs are still in the works for fall. I'll blog again soon with pictures of yarn and home, and maybe I'll Kinnear the yarn shop window for you - that'll really make them want to invite me in, right?
(PS. how cool is it that Kinnearing is in wikipedia with S.P.M's photo next to it?)
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