so, i HAD to watch grey’s anatomy tonite to see what would happen, of course everything will be fine, it is that sort of show, but still. and he asked her to marry him. that is like something my husband would do. i feel like that about him. you know? additionally, when we started dating, he just had this sureness about him, that this was written in stone. no doubts. no worries. i acted like an idiot, i was crazed, he waited me out. and made me feel safe. and it did make sense. like he knew something that i didn’t. why? i still wonder why. he doesn’t seem to have the self-doubt that everyone else has. he just does what he wants to do and makes it work. and if he doesn’t want to do it…forget it. no way.
anyway, so back to the transplants…woah. they have always amazed me. just like having a bad car part and replacing it, or the sparkplugs or wires or fuses or whatever, and then it plugs in and works. just like that. of course, sometimes they don’t work…my mom has had corneal transplants, just stick it on your eye and there it is. cut off your finger, sew it back on. craziness. the complexity and simplicity of the human body is amazing. it blows me away that our organs, etc, all works together and we are able to talk and move and do anything at all.
in other news, i dyed an estimated 6 lbs of fiber, more than half of it was loose, so it looks like a lot. it is all over the drying rack and all over the dining room table, because it is raining and i cannot put it outside. so the cats are probably sitting on it. what can i do? nothing. i did lots more of the muted muddyish pastels that i have been loving so much. amy got to witness, again, my refusal to measure or figure out what i will do ahead of time. after dyeing, i was exhausted, to say the least and had to lay down. i get tired, then really cold and then fall asleep. really really odd. at least i am getting used to how things work with me, and just let it do its thing. what else can i really do?
due to the crappy weather, no drawing outside. again. it felt like it was nighttime all day. elizabeth left at a really good time, because this whole week is supposed to be crap.
i am bringing my spinning gear to the beach, well not ON the beach, but the condo, so i want to make sure that i have loads of stuff to spin, especially because we have these terrible single beds that we push together in our room that are crippling. because jake is 6’2, his feets hang off the end of the bed by more than a foot, 12 inches, i mean. we are going to get an aerobed…(amy, do you have one?) to put on either the floor or on the beds, anyway, for some reason i have a horrible time sleeping there, so i like to have things to do, books, knitting, fiber, but i worry then that i will not have what i need, so i take tons of stuff. additionally, after reading a crazy post about knitting on galactica, i thought about the fact that i would be the one person that had all sorts of yarn and fiber and books and music if the planet blew up, because i have to take it with me all the time, like a nomad. pills, books, skincare, nailpolish, you name it. i have probably got it.
i am really tired. i will knit a bit and then go to sleepies, i reckon.
xo,
n.
*edit so, i am super into augie march, ok, i really really want to hear the a whole cd, but what i have heard was awesome… you can listen to one of his albums on itunes or amazon, anyway, whilst looking on amazon for a used cd from him, i realized that “the adventures of augie march” is a saul bellows book from more than 50 years ago. how embarrassing to have not known. my dad was a big saul bellows fan. anyway, i ordered the book, which is 600+ pages long, to make up for my lack of knowledge. so. there must be loads of adventures in there.
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no, i used to only have a twin one, but the clasp broke and we got rid of it….
I hate Augie March, they have the worst live show ever. ok, Bob Dylan was probably worse.
That’s all I have to say. I’ll email you about that skirt. Eep.
hahaha, oh man. i can totally sympathize with your husband. i’m the same height. my bed has a footboard, though, that makes hanging my feet off the edge really painful. i trip my husband (who is about a half foot shorter than me) every morning because i stick them out to the side, in our walking space.
the wool sounds lovely. loose wool is my favorite to play with, and i’ve been all about pastels lately. the rain has kept me from dyeing fiber the last few days since i don’t really have a place to dry it indoors.
thanks amy…for nothing! hahah.
jadey, is he aussie? no pyrotechnics? not cool at all.
and kat, i had no idea you were so tall! woah, supermodel, you. this bed is one of those single beds that when you sit on it the other side pops up. springs. baaaad.
i have not much room for drying stuff, the rack is in the middle of the kitchen, so you have to squeak past it and then it is covering my dining room table to dry and hanging on the chairs. it smells like a sheep in here.
Your Jake sounds a lot like my John – I warned him when we first hooked up that I was nuts and he should run away – we’ve been together almost 11 years, married 5 in July, so I guess he knew something I didn’t!
Please let me know how the book is, I need something huge and engrossing after all the political books I’ve been reading!
OH, and LOVE the new fibers, too bad I am broke after buying the wheel (which should be here today, yippee!!) to buy anything for a long while! Beautiful stuff!
amanda, i dunno why he likes me so much, but i certainly won’t push it! and congrats on your new wheel. please let me know if i can help you with any wheel questions. not that i am an expert.
The wheel is here! I’m so excited, but I have no idea what I’m doing (and the plying head is broken, but I’m trying not to think of that right now!) I’m sure I’ll have a ton of questions for you, if you don’t mind. Look, here’s one now! I am trying to put it together, and it says something about putting the brake string over the bobbin in the groove. There’s a rubber band at the bottom of the string that goes under the arm of the mother of all and hooks onto a metal hook – do I leave it on the rubber band? How do I put the brake string over the bobbin?! Why are the directions like something out of IKEA?
I’m with ya on bringing stuff to do while on vacay. I brought a whole backpack of yarn on the plane while flying to and from Ireland…LMAO.
oh, amanda! not cool. i sent an answer to your bloggy, call me if you need a talk through…it is confusing, my louet was confusing when i got it and is way more simple than that wheel.
regina, we are fuzzy sistas!