Some days messages arrive in the strangest ways. I watched an amazing movie last night, August, Osage County. It makes my dysfunctional family seem like nothing. Of course, my dysfunctional problem was holding it all inside so we were not confrontational. That's why I created anorexia as my control. I don't like to think about it too much.
Then a sweet young woman that is someone I have watched grow up and develop her own anorexia problem sent me a link on Facebook. It was about questions to ask yourself when you grow up with a non-loving mother.
I won't go into my deepest thoughts. The message is there; I will explore it today in private.
I did discuss some with one friend who said, "Both of our mothers are dead. Shouldn't all that stuff just go away, too?" Hmmmm.
So we had the most wonderful rain this morning. Lots and lots of water and cool air. It was so nice to stand at the back door and just smell the cleanness of the air. That's an awkward sentence. Should it be cleanliness? I don't know.
I finished the first pair of socks for RB in California. I am waiting for her to get them, try them on, and then she will decide to reorder another pair. Of course, I have already cast on a pair and I am almost finished with the cuff of the first one. I love the colorway in the yarn. I am tempted to keep them, but I already have so many pairs. It could be a hoarding problem.
Noodles did the funniest thing last night. I leave the back door open until I go to bed. He has a thing about going out on the deck in the dark. It is "his deck". I am watching the movie, knitting on the sock, and he steps around the corner and stares at me. "What?" He only said one "Meower!" and turned around and left. I kept knitting, and he returned, stared and another yelp. Only one sound. In my imagination I was hearing, "Mooooom!" the way teenagers say can stretch it out into three or four syllables. "Let me get to the end of the row." I kept knitting. He returned once more and was much more insistent with this yelp. "MOOOOOM!" So I threw down the knitting, and rushed into the kitchen.
All I could see was that Mr. Stinky, the wild kitty, had come in the back door and emptied his food bowl. I assured him that I would refill his bowl and that it wasn't a tragedy. He glanced out the door. That's when I noticed Mr. Stinky was on the deck. He slithered over the edge to escape. I stood at the doorway telling him to just leave Noodles' food alone. He needed to go away now. Then I assured Noodles that Mr. Stinky was gone and he was okay to go out to his deck.
Animals are so funny. I guess since I have lived with mine for almost 16 years that I know his communications and he knows mine.
I also finished my hat.
It is a traditional Fair Isle Fisherman's Kep. I am waiting until it dries before I put the tassel on. It is a project to support the museum in Shetland. I bought the basic pattern from them, and you are free to put whatever patterns you want on it. I used some of my handspun and some leftovers from my Spindrift stash. Bits and Bobs.
So right now I am only working on the blanket and this new pair of socks. It seems odd to not have a major project going on.
I finished my Targhee roving. I used two different colorways, and for some reason there is more brown in one skein. I am pleased with the results. I made it a bit thicker than I normally do. I only got 588 yards out of it all. Enough to do a small project. I have been thinking I want to make Harmonia's Rings. I bought the pattern about 8 years ago. Maybe. I'm thinking.
I just like the blues in this batch. The color is correct in the photo. A bit of dark, a bit of medium, and an almost turquoise light. Then the golden brown mixed in. If one searches enough there is a slight bit of green where the yellow and blue touch. I like it.
I guess I should get on with my day. I have been totally lazy with the rain and coolness coming in the windows. It is time to move and get going. YAWN!
Have a good 4th of July! Happy Independence Day!