Wednesday, January 11, 2012
I have expressed here before my love of grey days. Not just because bright glares trigger my migraine headaches, but I just think grey days are cozy. I am a homebody and grey days encourage hominess. Of course they are not great for taking photos. The last four days have been cloudless. Today I want to take a picture and there is not a peep of sun anywhere. It's as grey as it can be. Go figure.
The furnace installers have been here since 7:30 am yesterday (of course they went home to sleep). I am anxious for them to be done. Besides having strangers in my house, they are back and forth from the back yard where they are installing a/c, and my floor is filthy. I just want to sweep and steam. The dog came in muddy too, which didn't help matters. One of those days where you just offer it up.
The other day I cast on this sweet little vest in Knitpicks Brava Worsted in rouge for Faith. I call this bright pink and Faith absolutely says it's dark pink. I call pastels "light" and she calls them "bright." It makes for some confusing moments picking out clothes some days. (Trying to pick out clothes for a nine-year-old girl is most definitely another post entirely.) The yarn is a little scratchy -- feels more like a wool -- but I wanted something a little more durable for Faith to wear. She's not a sitting pretty kind of girl. My fingers and thumbs, however, are rather beat up and I think the rough texture of the yarn might be to blame. My thumb has an actual hole in it, which is not entirely unusual for me this time of year.
I haven't been reading much lately. A few pages of this on my Kindle and a few pages of that, which I need to finish up because it's a library book. Mostly while I knit, at least in the evening, I've been watching Bramwell, an older Masterpiece Theater series, on my Kindle Fire. I am on the fourth and last year, so I'm savoring the last few episodes. Last night I watched the dvr'd premiere of Downton Abbey. I watched the whole first season just before Christmas while I frantically knitted my son's balaclava. Are you watching Downton Abbey, too? It's funny that so many Americans are hooked on this British series. If you are hooked on Downton Abbey, I bet you would enjoy Bramwell, also.
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