So. The days of fun in the (ice cold) sun, relaxin', chillin', following the patterns of others are totally over for the moment. Meet Goshen, new from Valley Yarns, a cotton/modal/silk blend. We fell in deep like today during swatch building time. I am leaning toward something baby-ish, toddler-like, maybe a cute hoodie in these very ice-creamy pastels just in time for spring and summer outings. Trouble is I can't decide which swatch I like better. I think the first, but I am open to a third. I want to get a decision made by tomorrow so I can write and begin knitting something. That's amusing. "Get" a decision, like it's not something I personally have to decide. Somedays I wish I could blame everyone else for crappy color choices and ugly pattern dieas. But no, this time around it's all in here. Odd, that break was a lot shorter than I expected. Back in the saddle again. There are three patterns here that need to be written for self publication. It's time to forge some deadlines for myself. I manage to meet everyone elses' but my stuff languishes without the ax of demand hanging over my head. Question: what motivates a knitter to get off her lazy butt and work?
(answer: FREE YARN!)
I watched The Notebook today. I must have popped it into my queue in a weak moment. I bawled like a baby. These Nicholas Sparks jobs should come with a freaking warning label, and a hanky rating. I think I emptied a box, watching and swatching with tears pouring all over my face while muttering "This is a horrible, horrible movie!!" Thank God no one was home, or they'd be carting me to the nearest locked unit by now. ***sniffle*** It was just so..so painfully and beautifully... ***sniffle*** touching... TISSUE! I need a TISSUE!!!