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February 22, 2007

These people are brilliant

and hilarious. I bow to their superior wit and artistry! I am their new biggest fan.

February 18, 2007

"I'm just a girl..."*

If you want to see steam come out my ears and watch me snort like a cartoon bull, just say something about me finding a man to take care of me.

No matter what I accomplish, no matter what I achieve and no matter how many people in my life I take care of, it is occasionally implied that members of my family would feel so much better when I find a man so I will have someone to look after me.

I don't know why this sets me off so bad. I swear, it truly has kept me single. I don't even share when I'm dating someone with my family because the minute I do I start to hear that kind of crap. I mean, seriously, they act RELIEVED when they hear I'm associating with a man and the helpful suggestions for nabbing him emerge. That is right about when I start to grind my teeth. I do a lot of secret dating.

I was talking to a family member the other day and she mentioned that her husband doesn't have much of an insurance policy and doesn't have a retirement plan for her. I guess he figures that his retirement will cover them both. I was fairly horrified and strongly encouraged her to meet with a financial planner to make sure she was taking care of this herself. She needs to have some kind of back up plan if he isn't around to take care of her or if what he has is insufficient. I'm still trying to figure out what kind of security her man has given her.

I have another family member whose husband is so socially inept we have traded stories about him for years. He provided financially but if it wasn't for her, I'm not sure he could have gone as far in his professional life, and he certainly wouldn't have any semblance of a loving family. How did her man give her security?

So, just from these relationships I started thinking. What are they talking about someone taking care of me? I'm not sure I have ever seen a relationship where the man was taking care of the woman. Over and over I see the woman taking care of the man and still having to take care of herself. I'm not implying that this situation is a burden. I just mean to point out...no one is going to take care of me. Ever. I may find someone to share my life with, which would be lovely. But why does the myth of the knight in shining armor persist?

I know I'm working out personal demons here and I can't make sweeping generalizations. I mean, from the familial examples alone I can see how I would start to formulate my "independent streak" and then using these same examples to support my views probably would indicate a narrow experience with relationships.

I was laying in bed last night and going through all the relationships around me and, consistently, I was unable to find one where "he" took care of "her." But you know, it is the women who are the ones that persist in encouraging me to find someone to "take care of me."

Is this mid-century myth wide-spread or is it just the people in my life that can't seem to let it go? And heaven help the poor shlub that wants to link his life to mine.

*Thank you No Doubt! May all women take the pink ribbon off their eyes.

To Do?

More than half way through Feb....let's check in with the To Do list.

  • Red shrug (all pieces done, some seaming and 3/4 of edge done)

  • Red beret (to match the shrug)

  • Pink ribby hooded pullover

  • Denim blue ribby cardi (3" of both sleeves)

  • 2 dragon scarves (1" of one)

  • Three warm hats (one with ear flaps)

  • A pair of socks for Grandma (about 3 inches done)

  • A rainbow entralac scarf for Aunt Sally (yarn purchased, pattern printed)

  • Two Norbertas

Ah, people, I might not make my goal. The Noro mitered squares have completely thrown this all off. I have no self control.

February 13, 2007

The felted bowl disease may be spreading...

Saw this in the paper this morning:

55 nuns from a monastery in Sidirokastro are on the run after running up debts of more than $1 million from a knitting business that went bust, Greek police said. The nuns had secretly run a knitwear company on the side for 10 years, but blew their money traveling to fashion shows across Europe.


Someone asked about a pattern for the felted bowls. I did poke around online a bit to see how they were decreasing and how many they were casting on. Because I didn't have a specific size in mind I was free to just play. So of course, everything turned out perfect. This site was my main source of information. To get various sizes I decreased the stitch count by 10 and we saw how the different yarns changed the sizes too. I was thinking of stacking bowls when I did this and it did work out perfectly.

The first bowl I made, I followed the pattern and I made it in Cascade. It ended up around 8" in diameter. I blocked it aggressively around a standard 9" glass dish and it did really well. Plus now I have a pretty "cozy" for that bowl that will double as a hot pad.

So how did I get the flat bottom? That happens pretty naturally. Think about when you set a hat upside down on a hard surface. It naturally flattens out. The decreases on the bottom of the bowl were the same I have seen for some hat patterns. Blocking really helped shape the flat bottoms though. I dried the felted bowls over various glass bowls I had around the house. The ones I stretched a little around a glass refrigerator dish with a larger flat bottom ended up more stable than the ones I blocked around a standard bowl that slopes to a small flat bottom.

This is a great project for a newbie to try out. Felting is very forgiving and if you don't have an expectation of what you want, just enjoy the discovery of the process I think you will enjoy the results!

Tune in tomorrow for the next obsession:

mitered squares out of Noro. The beauty! The beauty!