out of sorts.
|hmf. i feel so out of sorts lately. i feel the need to blog and then have nothing interesting to say. i also feel like i get nothing done, even though really i do.|
what have i been doing? well, not taking photos. that is for sure. i got an amazing package in the mail and i will keep it a secret until i take photos and post it to-morrow. really really amazing. oooh! can't wait, eh?
i have been doing some more freeformy yarns due to the intense lack of fiber at the mo...i ordered a bunch but i am not sure when it will come, so i may need to take my meager earnings and buy a 10 lbs in the meantime to tide me over. i haven't dyed in weeks. it is an odd feeling. really really odd. so i have been trying to just use all of the dyed stuff i have sitting around, and there isn't much left, honestly. additionally, it is all a similar color, so i am getting really sick of spinning the same color everything.
we went to petsmart to get litter and kahlo's gross soft food, the only one she is interested in eating. what is in this culinary delight, you ask? well, it is a combination of super stinky fishes, one of them is big pieces of nasty sardines. i was vegetarian and then vegan for years and whole animule parts still gross me out...and in this food, it is a sardine cut into 3, no heads that i have seen(so far...i just puked in my mouth) and the skin and everything is still on, you can see the inside of the guts, etc. i do eat meat, although if it isn't ground up i feel sick sometimes. more and more it just grosses me out. i have a hard time not thinking about what it is. not even the cruelty issue (which i do care about)but the gross factor. i know that ground meat could be made out of bad stuff, but at least i don't know. no eyeballs. you know? anyway, the cats all go crazy over this gross food, even pavel, who tends to only eat stuff that his papa eats...you know, cause he is a boy, not a cat. or a man. i dunno what he thinks. ok, so where was this story going? KITTENS!! they had the cutest frickin kittens. i die over them. there were two baby peepses(is that word?) that is to say, long haired mostly white with brown tabby parts on them, one of them was like a wild wild animule attacking all the other cats' tails and just being crazy in general, despite the fact that she was tiny. there was a black one climbing up the inside of the cage. a baby pavel that was tiny and looked super sleepy and a russian blue-looking boy that would go home with anyone, i loved that guy. the others were a couple of months old and were full on baby kittens, this dude was lanky, but still little and reminded me of egon. i told jake that pavel would love to have someone to play with and beat up. we didn't get a kitten. but i keep thinking about that boy. for all of the cats that i have had, i have never picked one. ever. they show up, or whatever drama. sort of like boyfriends, or crazy friends. can i crash at your place? i am in a fight with my mom and i haven't eaten in a week...and i have fleas. and no money. do you happen to have a kitten-sized baby bottle and formula? could you warm it up? thanks. due to the disgusting state of our house, due to my poor, poor housekeeping abilities (my mom told my a while ago that i better watch it or jake would ditch me for it) and the smell of pee and sardine-flavoured cat puke, i don't think he is super eager to get another kitten. they are too cute. i cannot bear it. and then, i feel out of sorts, so someone new to love, a new friend who really digs you is a pretty great idea, no? ah well.
the one upside to the gross cat food is that if you smell kahlo's fur, she smells like the ocean. it makes me nostalgic for the ocean. mmmm. ocean.
i got a steamer a couple of weeks ago to steam the yarn to set the twist rather than washing them and sometimes losing the elaborate parts. it is amazing to see the yarn untwist under the heat. amazing. the only problem is that the steam melts the sequins a bit. and i have all of these handstrung vintage sequins (more than a 1000 for about 100-150 yards usually) as well as the chunks of sequins that i spin in, and they sort of melt a bit, not fully melt, but sort of warp. surprisingly, the superthin nylon thread seems fine, which is great, because i use it a lot because it is clear and easy to work with when i have sequins or beads. regular thread, even silk thread will snag on the sequins and the individual threads will split and break and spill my sequins that i sat and strung all over the place. and then i am not a happy gal. at all.
to-morrow we are going to the ligonier farmer's market in the morning (argh, morning!). there is a booth that sells rootbeer on tap out of their truck(!) that jake goes crazy over, all kinds of crazy flavors, like clove rootbeer, and you can buy bottles, as well. the berry farm has a booth, so i am hoping to score some berries and a pie. and when everyone else is eating dinner, i will be eating pie. cause dinner is just a waste of time. their pies. oh. i am not even such a big pie girl. i would kill for a good rhubarb pie. i have some rhubarb from the farmer's market in the fridge, but am too lazy to stew anything other than yarn. whilst we are in ligonier, i plan to stop at kathy's yarn shop to get some laceweight to dye for a customer, my order is taking forever, and i don't want her to think i am screwing with her. i am thinking of taking kathy a little skein for a pressie. she is a bit of a hard person to get a read on, and it took about a year for her to start being friendly to me, like i needed to show some knitting cred. not that i really have any. i knit toeless socks. she designs for lots of magazines, mainly insane cabled things, but still very well known in the knitting world, i reckon.
i have been bad about links lately...so how about this? my oldest friend (really! i think he is) dave alway sends me fantastic links...here is a hilarious site that makes an insane fountain show, bellagio style out of diet coke and mentos. i may be forced to try this. on a way smaller scale. enjoy...woooooohooooo!