Knitting and Yoga, Sunday 7, In-home Retreat

Been a busy day. To wit: It's taken me until 9:30 to get online, and I won't be reading the f-list until 10 or so. Probably going to be skip=500 or something.

Still, it has been very productive. I discovered that getting my old boots reheeled would cost as much as a new pair. I also discovered that Ikea has the directions for putting their furniture together online. Which is good, because I bought a chair but not the second box with its cover, figuring I could save myself the $100 with a slipcover I already had. Guess which box held the directions for putting it together!

I've discovered that the brewpub across from the yarn store does fabulous meals (pork chop with dried fruit compote and maple-whipped sweet potatoes with a side of broccoli). When I do a multiple-person knitting retreat - and yes, I'm thinking "when" - I'm going to strongly suggest a field trip with lunch at Franklin's followed by shopping at Tangled Skein.

The knitting and yoga class wasn't what I expected. Nothing on the meditative qualities of knitting, and not just yoga from the waist up - instead, we alternated between knitting on our own followed by sessions of full-body yoga.

However, the teacher had an interesting project that I liked - a simple garter square with a buttonhole in the middle. Sew two opposite sides together to make a tube, and you've got simple fingerless mitts. It has me thinking of doing a full winter set - a scarf (this cabled one), fingerless mitts with the same cable, and if I can find that hat on Knitty that had a cabled brim, I'll do that too to match.


( Sunday 7 )

It has taken a lot of work to be able to not have to do anything tomorrow, but I think I'm set for ( the in-home knitting retreat )

And if I get tired of knitting, I've got the movies "Becoming Jane" and "One Night at the Museum", John Barrowman's autobiography, and a review book I'm enjoying.

Gigantic Link Salad

Some stolen from f-list, some from my own searches.

cesario is doing fabulously snarky commentary on Shakespeare, currently Hamlet.
BERNARDO
Say,
What, is Horatio there?

HORATIO
A piece of him.

WHAT DOES THAT MEAN, HORATIO? No, seriously, what. Why are you just a piece of yourself? Where are the other pieces? Were you torn apart by Fortinbras's army of Norwegian zombies? Or is it 'cause you haven't seen Hamlet since the last time your Melancholy Brooding 401 class met in Wittenberg? For the record, I should add that while I am trying to interact with the text only in these readings, my appraisal of Horatio was permanently bent at an impressionable age by Nicholas Farrell, who, if you've seen practically any relatively modern Shakespeare film adaptation, will be familiar to you as the tall mournful fellow with the mustache who always plays The Quite Clearly Subtextually Gay character.


John Barrowman meets someone who's a bigger 2-year-old-in-an-adult-suit than he is. Still a bit pissed off that the knee-jerk reaction to a female Doctor is complete horror, though. Otherwise, friggin' hilarious!

Georgetown U student doing fanfiction research

For the Bento people: Make your own instant vegetable soup concentrate

Anther bento one: assorted ideas for filling a lunchbox. Stuffed Pasta Shells: Get those extra-large jumbo shells, cook them and pack the insides with egg salad, chicken salad or something like that. Eat 'em like dumplings.

Speaking of Bento, I discovered that Target now has Fit and Fresh chillers. I swear, I was shopping for something else. However, the traditional bento boxes, while beautiful, are falling further and further out of my favor because you cannot pack them with anything juicy and because if you want grapes or something, you have to stand them on end and line them up or there isn't room for more than about 4.