The white and polka dot fabric will become tote bags, one for the shop and one for my husband’s niece (she was a teenager when we got married so it’s weird to think of her as my niece). That’s the back AND front of Carla and a cuff still in need of a snap. The larger piece of paisley material is a new experiment. It’s sort of a wide fabric belt that can be worn under the bust obi style or on the natural waistline folded over dramatically or left standing tall. I like it so far but I’m thinking I would like a different arrangement for the straps. That’s my husbands X-Box controller on the side, it is definitely not a WIP, I only touch it to move it out of the way. If we had some old school Mario Bros. or Crash Bandicoot I could get on board but I don’t enjoy watching sports so I really don’t want to play them on a video game.
Like many other knitters I have a love for reading that is suffering due to the attention paid to other hobbies. I was quite possibly the last person alive to fall in love with Harry Potter; I only began reading the series last September when my son was in the ICU. I hate everything to do with magic. The tricks, magic shows, everything. So I actively avoided the HP series until then. I wanted to see what all the fuss was, I see now = ). The upside of this was missing out on the yearlong waits for the next book. The wait for book seven in killing me though.
I definitely have a love for British ‘chick lit”, Pearl Cleage, Walter Mosley and Kathy Reichs. So when advertisements for Kathy Reichs’s new book came up on my Yahoo page, I literally got dressed and hopped the bus to Barnes & Noble within 20 minutes. I was done with the book by the next afternoon. If I love it I can read almost straight thru to the end without stopping, before having children I would stay up all night sometimes. I finished HP 1-6 in about two weeks while taking care of a newborn and getting adjusted to having two children. I become sort of obsessed when reading. My husband called me a robot the other day as he watched my eyes fly across the pages of Break no Bones.
I love to go into a bookstore or library and judge a book by its cover; I have a pretty high success rate. I never read the back cover or jacket and I never look at how many pages the book has until I’m on the last page. No particular reason why, I guess I like to be surprised. I’m off to knit some sleeves for Carla and get ready for my first knitting meet up with some friendly neighborhood knitters. I may be a dork but I’m really excited and not a little bit nervous. Silly. I know. = )