This week’s trip behind the shutters includes:
~ I can’t remember how to cast on. You know, to start a knitting project. I started my mom’s scarf project nearly 2 3/4 years ago – and only finished it last week. And it isn’t really finished. I have to tuck in yarn ends and wash and block it.
~ I bought yarn for a new scarf – for me – last Sunday and spent a bit of time with it and a good friend. (Sunday tea.) When we started to knit I had to help her start me off. And she doesn’t do continental and is left-handed. And is self taught from books. So it took me a bit. Used to be I could just feel it. Not that I am that good. I am still a beginner. Oh, and I tore it all out because I thought the pattern was wrong and am back to zero again. (When I am cold, I have to start and re-start, much like writing!)
~ Mark has decided he wants a rough-coat collie. You know, a Lassie-dog. We have been round and round on breeds. The ones we like best are uncommon and we don’t want to fly in a dog from Tennessee or even Montana (much as those states are nice). Collies have some health issues (popularity is not always good for a breed) and I am a little worried. But while Mark is glad we have thought carefully about the dog we want, he now thinks we are over-thinking and we just have to go for it. I hope he is right. (This is the confession part.) The dog-mom (I am not that much of a dog-person that I can easily say bitch) is to whelp end of this month. The puppies would be available to take home in May. Am I really ready for a puppy? (The other part of this confession.)
~Yes.
~ I entertained this weekend. Had people over for tea. Both days. I loved showing off. And I bought new plates and cups at Crate and Barrel (at a new shopping center I despise because it is so over the top and so not-Oregon in its architectural design) so things would be “nice”. I am on a splurge routine that must desist. I’m driving my husband crazy and it’s silly to do this in a recession (okay, receding economy). I am afraid of bad financial news when I splurge. I’m afraid of the universe paying me back for not being careful. Sometimes I think I want to do a “year of no buying”, put my money where my mouth is, and I realize I am a consumer just like everyone else. Except I am smug in thinking I am not. That’s the worst form of hypocrisy.
I’m sure there is more, but I am late (again, always) and must fly!
Go find more confessors, linked to the sidebar at Carolee’s blog.
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Your thoughts about the economy remind me of my own thoughts. I am dying to go to a writing retreat in Texas with a poet I admire, but I’m afraid to tell my husband, because I just paid for another trip I’m taking in July. And since I quit my teaching job, he gets nervous about money….
So here I’m confessing on your confession time. I’m a pig for confession!
The dog sounds nice. Is Mark into the potty training or house breaking as they call it? I have two dogs, but since I also have two teenage boys, we don’t refer to the female as a bitch :)
Once I heard my oldest get mad at her and call her a litlle bitch! I got really mad at him. Dogs don’t undertand words, but they understand meaning. You have a whole doggie world to explore. Yay!
I can’t wait to meet the new puppy, Deb!
And lemme tell ya, this ‘year of not buying’ is TOUGH. I can already feel my determination starting to fray at the edges, and it’s only the beginning of March! Your new kitchen really does deserve beautiful dishes, y’know? :-)
If that left-handed friend would be willing to teach me (another lefty) how to knit, I would be very grateful.
xxoo
Hi Deb,
I’m trying to find my home in blogosphere. Glad to read you today.
a year of no buying? VERY ambitious. i don’t think i could make a week but i could (and should) try. …
hi, deb … you can delete this comment if you want b/c it’s business-related. i don’t have access to outgoing email right now but wanted to let you know that the RWP calendar looked good to me! thanks for doing such a good job.