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I'm never bored. If I'm not knitting or spinning, I'm gardening or reading. Always up to something!

Saturday, February 11, 2017

Knit, Read, Pray, Repeat...

What do you do when the snow keeps coming and you can feel the cold chill through your bones? I turned the heat up and it didn't help. I'm bundles in layers and still feel winter's fingers making the little hairs stand up on my arms like the little birds with their feathers all fluffed up trying to keep warm. I knit. And eat something warm. Drink coffee and knit some more. And wear my new garden Sloggers with socks and dream of Spring.

"How I Knit my Socks" pattern by Susan B. Anderson in " Goomy 50" French sock yarn, "Beige Print"



"Mercury Socks" - pattern by Kim McKenzie in hand-dyed Merino/Cashmere/Nylon blend by KFrank Fiber Arts on Etsy (my daughter's started an Etsy shop)




"Fireside Pullover" pattern by Jane Richmond in Cascade Echo yarn - this is the shawl collar


My knitting is keeping my spirits up. I'm reading Stacey Schiff's "The Witches" and keep looking at photo's of the witches memorial I took when we were in Salem in October and thinking of the accused  how they and their families suffered. I'm on page 350 and would really love to put it down. But I believe that if we don't investigate and learn from the past, we repeat similar offenses again and again. So....Knit, Read, Pray. Repeat.


Friday, January 27, 2017

Working Girl


With the sad announcement of the death of Mary Tyler Moore this week, memories of my own entry into the workforce came flooding back. There were many pleasant memories but I also recalled things that happened that just wouldn't fly today. They might fly you into court but nowhere else. I was 20 years old when I began my first job search. It began with an appointment at a large, reputable employment agency in White Plains, New York. After completing the job application, I was ushered in for my interview. One of the questions on the application form asked for my weight. Pre-employment physicals were common back then so I answered honestly. My female interviewer told me she was making a note on the application that "I didn't look that heavy". I'm almost 6 feet tall so I suppose she had a lot to say about me on that form. When I told my dad how the interview had proceeded, he exclaimed that he didn't want me to use that agency as it seemed there were interviewing for call girls rather than secretaries. My dad was not the most enlightened guy when it came to feminism but that was even too obvious for his sensibilities. When I landed my first secretarial job, I was quickly informed that the job involved getting coffee for my boss. My boss liked me. He was an older, single man and didn't complain that it became clear that I didn't do coffee for anyone but myself. I think he was just happy that I was nice to him. When I later took a promotion to the Human Resource department at the same company, I was a bit shocked when my new boss (The Director of HR) remarked that I wore too many clothes. A navy blazer, tartan wool slacks and a pretty shirt with a vest was too "buttoned up" for his taste. I thought I looked cute and the offices in the old building were drafty. I was no more bundled up than the boss but that's the way it was. I fortunately never got backed into a corner but the guy (think John Hamm in Mad Men but not as cute) came up behind me and pushed his knee into the back of mine making my legs buckle. He was the Director of HR - who was I supposed to complain to? His boss was the president of the company. That kind of behavior was considered playful and funny. How things have changed - some of it thanks to Mary Richards - a real white collar rebel in in her own time.


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Saturday, October 29, 2016

Wednesday, September 28, 2016

I'm a Maker - Now I Need to be a Finisher


Just for something different this summer, I started cross stitching again. I haven't picked up a tapestry needle since sometime in the 80's. But I saw a cute pattern with bees, and bee skeps by e-sub Rosa and it was free. How could I resist? So, when I tire of picking up a bazillion stitches around the neck of my sweater, I sit in my little sewing room, stitching away.





And here's the prize package that Kate and I are giving away on our podcast (Kitchen Stitching Podcast) to acknowledge the first 100 Youtube subscribers. I made a project bag, Kate dyed some pretty purple yarn, I bought some Cascade hand-painted yarn with an autumnal colorway. There's a bee progress keeper and some yummy teas, too. It will be on its way to the lucky winner by the end of the week.




Knitpicks "Gailileo" in the Firefly colorway - I"m making the French Cancan shawl ("Poison Green for Halloween!")


My Rhinebeck sweater looks very "worried". It's just because I'm still picking up stitches around the neck and down the front. I haven't bought buttons yet - that's next.


And in between, I'm still spinning away for "City Streets" shawl. Most of the CVM gray wool is plied and washed - and I'm spinning the merino bits and pieces for the secondary color.

My family's fed well and the house is reasonably clean. One can't ask for more than that, can they?

Thursday, September 1, 2016

Kitchen Stitching Episode 5


                                 What's wrong with this woman? 
                  Here's our latest attempt at podcasting!

Saturday, August 20, 2016

How to Like Cauliflower

My husband's tired of hearing me nag encourage him about eating vegetables. It's a bit easier to introduce new foods to my step-son who's on a health quest himself. I joined Weight Watchers a couple of weeks ago and I'm doing well on it now that I've got the tracking thing down. I'm still tracking with "My Fat Secret.com" because my naturopath would like me to keep the daily carbs to around 50. It's become a bit of a project but so important to my overall health. You see, the doctor explained that those of us with MS tend to also have cardiovascular events more frequently than the average individual because of high rates of inflammation. What???? My cardiologist didn't think that was a problem. My naturopath believes it's a BIG problem. So I'm trying to jazz up vegetables that my family doesn't want to eat but I do. So here's the latest go. First, you all know how much I love my cast iron pan. I told my step-son that I'll gift him one whenever he sets up his own place. Here's what I did: I washed and split a cauliflower into flowerettes. When they were dry I tossed them with a tablespoon of olive oil, salt and pepper and garlic powder. I sprayed the pan with avocado oil and go the grill to a roaring 450 degrees. I spread the cauliflower in one layer in the pan and roasted it with the grill top down for about 5 minutes or until browned. Then I flipped them over and did it again. Then I turned the heat down and turned the middle burner off completely. I checked the veg after a few minutes with a fork for tenderness. The outside was crisp and the inside was sweet and tender but still a bit firm. Mushy cauliflower is not to my taste. I loved it, my step-son loved it enough to request the method I used. My husband has such an aversion to healthy vegetables that it's going to take a while. My son had no problems taking his portion and adding it to his own. I will never give up. I just won't.


Monday, July 25, 2016

High Mountain High

My husband and I were invited to spend a few days with my daughter's family in New Hampshire last week. This was my first view of the little pond a short walk from the cabin. Mount Chocorua is in the background.






Day-trip to Mount Washington Cog Railway

View from Cog Railway coach on Mt. Washington




Mount Chocorua - music and poetry have been composed in honor of your beauty and grace. Legends have been passed down, your high peaks climbed.  Here's a view from another of your lovers.