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wow. what a weekend! was it the weekend? jake has been working 12 hour days 5 days a week and then working on saturday, as well. mainly due to my lack of financial contribution. he doesn’t say that, but that is why. and i feel like a loser. i hope this stuff gets going. and my health has been sketchy, at best, although it is easier to push when i do this rather than stuff i hate. so friday i had bad cramps and jake was pooped, so we stayed home. we were supposed to eat supper with his folks, but i felt miserable. saturday, he worked and had a haircut and i dyed yarn, didn’t feel so hot, but did it anyway, which didn’t go as planned. i thought that if i dyed the ramie and ingeo with acid dyes but nuked them for long enough it would take, like it does with the soy silk, not super bright, but it works, and well, it didn’t. i dyed over and over and the ingeo came totally back to white. the ramie has pastel green, which isn’t bad. so we were supposed to hang out with butter, who ditched, said he had to babysit…ok, so amy came over while i was still dyeing-at which point i realized that 3 or 4 hours had passed and i hadn’t realized it…and jason h came over, and i got dressed to go out, put the ramie in the wash with rit dye and a million gallons of water, not realizing that you shouldn’t DILUTE the dye, so it didn’t take. dur. anyway, i let it cycle, so it looks like a giant animal. so i digress, i got dressed and fixed up, green hands and all and started driving, at which point we realized that the chinese resaurant we wanted to go to was out of business…i started to feel strange and sweaty and told jake that i would go home and take a nap, due to the migraine that was super quickly coming up on me…i felt bad, i know amy gets stressy being with other people sometimes, and i went home, laid down, got an out of control migraine, passed out and woke up hours and hours later. i had coffee and sugar free icecream for dinner. i have my period, so i have the worst cravings in the world, and fell off of my low carb wagon this weekend, but we had nothing in the house and i felt so crummy and crampy and migrainy. is that a word?

today, i spun a bit, made jake some thyme bread, which is really nice and dense and a sweet brownsugar whole wheat bread. jake ran out and got us bbq, which may be my all-time favorite.

i have to go to the grocery to-morrow and try to find some dyes that will work for the veggie fibers. jacey!!! tell me what you used!!! or else!!! and spin. i have gotten some emails from people that have seen my stuff and are interested! how amazing is that! so flattering! and adrian breaking bonaduce? it is an intense show. now, all of you know that i love reality tv. and this. is. real. big time. wow. as an addictive personality myself, it is amazing to see a textbook addictive personality. it is incredibly sad, because he is brilliant and so energetic, and if he could point that energy in a different direction…jesus, he could cure cancer. his wife is a saint, i think. and his kids, especially the baby, is the cutest kid i have ever seen. adorable.

also, we watched a show about feral children. in most cases, had been raised by dogs. not just breast fed, but the dogs shared the food that they found with the kid. it is amazing that animals are willing to take care of one that isn’t even their own. even i didn’t breast feed the kitten. that would be so gross. on so many levels. although maybe jake did. that could be why pavel is so attached to him. no?

i don’t know if i mentioned this, but on the dyeing list i am on, there is a woman, whose site i won’t list, is that cruel? but if you wanna see it, email me…anyway, she is a “professional” fiber artist and has all the equipment and nice fibers and she has no clue how to spin or dye or anything, really. for example, it appears that she puts a ball of fiber in the dye bath as is. and balls of yarn, likewise and that she does not comb out fiber before spinning, it just goes in, as is. and the result, among other things, is 50 yards of whatever fiber that weighs…wait for it….wait for it…wait for it….HALF A POUND!!!! it must be hard like a rock. what is the point of kid mohair? or cashmere? or baby alpaca? it is wrong. evil. i guess she seems happy. i can only imagine what kind of happy surprise her customers get when the yarn arrives. for those of you who are non-knitter, a half a pound of fiber should spin about 10 times that amount. and 50 yards isn’t enough to make more than a glove, maybe. and it would weigh a half a pound and not be lofty or soft or nice. ug. why can’t someone who would actually have use for the stuff get it? i will stop bitching now. you must see the site. i will photo the stuff i have spun lately, among other things, and post to-morrow, so if anyone wants yarns, check back!

rock out with your cock out!
xo,
n.

1 Comment »

  1. wendy said,

    September 27, 2005 @ 1:36 am

    My mom was one of those 70s&80s spinners that could dye a whole skirted fleece in deep golden oranges and pea greens and then spun *the whole thing*(!!) in one sitting– very bulky stuff that was then woven on a huge loom.

    Not so terrible, they made very heavy cushy throws for the back of the couch, and despite the colors (which were actually hip at the time) were sort of attractive in a rustic way. But ultra-bulky cashmere?! I’m with you on that one,

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