Monday, 20 June 2011

Rainy weekend fun

Saturday saw me at the cafe on my own, knitting happily away on Deane's second sock, then traipsing down to the library in time to pick up season one of Bones on DVD (again) so I can watch it while Deane's away. Sunday I was at spinning class all day. Fabulous!! It was quite nice to be inside with a bunch of beautiful wheels and fibre (not to mention the company) while it poured with rain outside. I learned a lot about how to prepare fleece for spinning, straight from the sheep. Don't know if I'll ever use this knowledge in the future (I'm a lazy spinner, preferring to work with prepared fibre) but you never know...

Speaking of prepared fibre, I bought some rather luscious merino silk roving from Lyn of fibre2go while I was there - a beautiful crimson red colour, 80% merino/20% silk blend. 200g of it!! The intention is to spin it into a 2 ply laceweight, and knit a scrumptious large wrap or shawl out of it. No hurry though, eh? ;-)

My cardigan was still damp from the blocking process on Sunday morning, so I couldn't wear it to spinning class to show off, but I took it with me anyway and received lots of praise. Just the right amount to boost my ego ;-) Still haven't got modelling pics yet - hopefully I'll be able to con somebody at Wednesday knitting to take a few for me. I've been wearing the cardi today, and I'm more in love with it than ever. Its cozy and warm, and very soft. Looks fabulous on too ;-) Sooooo glad I decided to block it, as it now fits even better than it did before blocking! Which I guess is kinda the point. I must confess, I am now fully converted to blocking and swatching. Well, swatching to a certain point anyway. Lets not go overboard here!!

Deane left this morning in a whirlwind of last minute packing and organising, with a brief and slightly disappointing kiss at the airport before dashing through the rain into the international departures terminal with his travelling companion, a work client (hence the business trip). We won't see him again until he arrives back in Auckland some time next Friday. 12 days on my own with the boys. Hurrah. Still, bedtimes should be a little smoother, as there will be no 'staying awake in expectation of dad arriving home and maybe reading a comic or playing a game even though its past bedtime already' scenarios to deal with. Although my children can be rather inventive, so I'm sure they'll be able to come up with plenty more lame excuses as to why they're still awake at 9pm on a school night. Horrors.

Still, I must look on the bright side - there's now one less person to clean up after! Less washing to pick up off the floor, less shoes in the middle of the lounge to trip over, less dishes lying around in stupid places to pick up and stack in the dishwasher, less cooking (hmm, how many times can I get away with spaghetti on toast for dinner, or poached eggs, or 2-minute noodles, or cheerios?? Probably don't want to push my luck...) More quiet time to watch what I want, knit when I want, read in peace (A Tiny Bit Marvellous by Dawn French at the moment, quite funny). Come to think of it, the next two weeks doesn't sound like it'll be so bad after all...

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