Showing posts from August, 2010
Peter Kevin and I are nothing if not spontaneous.  Example?  Saturday morning we are sitting in the car in the driveway ostensibly on our way to the farmers' market and the grocery store.  It was a glorious day and I said (in an offhanded manner), "It's a lovely day for a ride to Lancaster.".  His reply, "let's go".

Now, Lancaster is about 100 miles away and not somewhere we just up and go to but this Saturday seemed like too nice a day to spend doing mundane chores like grocery shopping or laundry.  I woke Elanor up and called Kate and after a quick breakfast on the road, we were off.  There are no photos because I was doing the driving.  Kate tried to take a few out the moving car window but they were blurry.  So, envision rolling green fields dotted with black and white cows and neat white farm buildings.

We went to our favorite farmers' market in Bird-in-Hand and got organic oatmeal and blackberry lemonade and cherry apple cider and sticky buns …
A week has gone by and it feels like nothing has gotten accomplished.  Pk and I took yesterday off in our quest to squeeze as much summer out of the remaining days as we could  but our plans for a picnic were thwarted by thunderstorms.

No complaints, we needed the rain.  He chopped wood and I did some spinning.  I plied some lovely wine colored corriedale and started some new bobbins of singles.  I also knit some on his Lighthouse socks.  They are coming out well but I think they're a little small.  The needle size says 2.5 and I went up a size to 2.75 and they still seem too small to me but he likes them.

I had to do the opposite on the knitpicks sock pattern I'm making for me.  The needle size called for is 2.75 and they were looking so big.  I think toe up socks always look big but these were huge so (after living in denial for an entire pattern repeat) I finally ripped them out and started over with 2.25's and they look so much better.  It's cool today so maybe I&#…
I have been home sick for the past two days.  I have an inner ear thing called labrynthitis.  When I was a child, I didn't know what it was, I just knew I felt dizzy.  When I was in college, I finally got it diagnosed and now have medication for it when it flares up.  It seems to flare when my sinuses are clogged and putting pressure on my inner ear.  I usually feel it when I wake up in the morning.  Something about laying flat all night must trigger it.  The room spins and my stomach feels sick and I need to lay flat until it goes away.  Fortunately, the medicine works but it makes me stupid and tired. 

Yesterday, I woke up with a mild case.  I took some meds and went back to bed and a few hours later I felt better but not great.  I spent the day watching Angel (natural progression after Buffy) and knitting when I could focus enough.  Today, I was going to work but Pk (that enabler) told me I should stay home and rest and go back to work tomorrow.  I can take two days off and it…
Things here have been quiet.  Real quiet.  I started this post three times but somehow I never liked what I came up with.  Last time, I was commenting on the heat (of course).  We had a period of cooler weather but today it's miserable. 

So, I thought I'd show you this month's offering from Artwalk .  I think this is my favorite (but then I think that of each month that comes along). 

I really like this color.  It's a merino, bamboo, nylon sock yarn mix.  The socks from this will definitely be for me. 

I finished up all the Buffy episodes and I enjoyed it to the very end.  I thought the last two seasons were a little darker and less humorous but that was ok, too.  I liked the way it ended and I liked the message that by sharing power we all become more powerful.  Pretty cool, that.

Pk and I went to see The Expendables (Stallone's new movie) on Friday night.  It was violent (rated R) and I was surprised to see a family with three boys aged about 11 or 12 there.  …
It's Saturday morning here and it's comfortably cool (when you sit still).  I thought I'd share some photos from Atlantic City last Friday.

Where doesn fun fur go to die?  It gets made into hats and sold on the boardwalk.  I can understand wanting a hat when you're walking in the sun but who would want a fedora made of fun fur?  If you make it larger, you can see that it's knit.
I took these photos with Pk's little Canon that I got him to use in his shop so he can take photos of his wood projects.  Galoots share photos of their wips just like we do.

And because this is NJ, the Garden State (a rather out moded name), here is a photo of one of the farm markets that dot the highway on the way to/from the shore.   We took the AC expressway down so we could make good time but on the way home, we took the scenic route and stopped at two different farmers' markets.  I took a photo out front which immediately brought someone over to ask me if I needed any help.    I…
"Hope is important because it can make the present moment less difficult to bear. If we believe that tomorrow will be better, we can bear a hardship today."

~Thich Nhat Hanh

I know I've talked about working in the mental health field.  I've been doing this in one form or other for all of my working life.  I started out working in group homes for runaway girls and worked my way through a high school for "students with behavior problems" and ended up here at a community mental health/mental retardation center.

I always imagined myself doing this.  When I was younger, I knew I wanted to be in one of the helping professions even though my father told me I would never be rich.  I knew in my heart that "rich" is a relative term and there are many kinds of  "riches".  No, I will never have a lot of money but I have a lot of contentment and satisfaction in my life.  And love and support and caring and laughter and lots of other good things.

"Do not dwell in the past, do not dream of the future, concentrate the mind on the present moment."
~The Buddha

This seemed appropriate for Grace in Small Things.

-breaks in the humidity
-having a cool, dark room to sleep in
-the smell of the salty ocean air
-hearing "hello beautiful" from Pk as I get into the car after a long day

This moment I am enjoying a peaceful moment before I pick up the phone and check for messages.  That's when the workday will really start.  But, for this moment, I'll enjoy a little bit of quiet and ease my way into the day with some coffee.

Happy (peaceful) Monday!