Still no Pixie. As the weather warms in our part of the country and our deep snow melts, Gerry and I hold our breaths. I so hope that Pixie is safe and warm and making some other family happy right now!
I’m sending a bunch of stuff to IK today for the crochet issue – some good stuff (if I do say so myself…) and it’s so freeing to work in crochet! I’m always amazed at how knit and crochet complement each other – like two good friends who present two sides of a good personality. One is reliable, constant, even tempered and dependable. The other is freer, less inhibited and sometimes can be a bit ‘too much’ – but you love them so it doesn’t matter. Perhaps that’s why I love both of them so much – I see (in a positive sense) two sides of my own personality. Obviously I flatter myself.
I’ve begun the process of ‘quarkizing’ the patterns – my database is making this much easier than it might be otherwise (allowing me to create a uniformity in text, and to gather information from other databases – yarn info, contact info – without continually re-looking it up) As I work through each pattern I’m very excited – these are amazing designs! I also hear that awful voice in my head, rather like my 5th grade teacher, warning me that not everyone is going to be happy with design choices. “You know, you should change that!” Oy. Shut up, Mrs. Patterson.
This isn’t specifically a class, but we’ve decided to start having our Monday meetups at Panera in the hopes that there will be more room for knitting. A new Sunday knitting meetup will be starting at the Dancing Goat, and I’m really glad! I stopped going there for various reasons, and I don’t want to be in charge of a group that meets there, but it’s a wonderful space and I’m glad that Sue is starting a new meeting there. Good choice!
My Saturday class was great – except the 1978 folks didn’t show up to open the studio. Oops. We retreated to my home and had class here. I believe the confusion was due to my inexperience with how 1978 does things (I’m still a little clueless as to what else I was supposed to do to get a key, or to get someone to open the building) and I also sort of have the feeling that 1978 wasn’t totally into the concept of a knitting class. Oh, well! We’ll see how this transpires, I could be wrong about the whole thing. In the mean time, we’ll continue meeting in my home through the month of Feb on Saturday mornings at 10:00. If anyone would like to join us, please email me and I’ll get you fixed up!
I’m a dreadful wife. Saturday was Gerry’s birthday, and I totally blew it off. Being busy is no excuse. I did make him a sort of big biscuit/cake/fruit thing (it wasn’t good) and bought him a giant apple (you’d have to see it) but most of my weekend was devoted to Max’s bowling birthday party on Sunday. Max’s party went beautifully – all the kids had a great time, and Max was VERY happy. We almost had as many of Hannah’s friends as Max’s friends (they share a lot of friends), but that’s good because Max is just so darned easy to get along with – he loves having ANYONE there! When it came time to make a wish, Max took a bit of time. It seems there was nothing he could think of that he really wanted, but he finally closed his eyes and blew out the candles.
At the end of the day he and I were talking and somehow the subject of being a ‘good person’ came up. I told him that as long as he tried to be a good person I’d always be proud of him. He said, “I’d like to tell you what I wished for, but then it won’t come true…” I told him to whisper it to me, and he crawled onto the sofa and breathed in my earn, “I wished that I would be a good person.” Then he whispered it to Atticus too, who seemed as impressed as I was. Good wish.