Unpacking my house makes me feel like I imagine I would if I had prematurely signed myself up for a 100-mile wilderness race, without having trained or prepared. Full of arrogance and exhilaration, I would have taken off with the pack and worn myself out two miles in. Left behind by the pack but unthwarted, … More Verbal Hyperventilation
The pastor’s wife took a deep breath as she watched Mrs. Jones approach. Mrs. J, wife of the junior warden, was decked out in a handsome scarlet skirt suit, with shiny red does, topped off with a wide brimmed red hat complete with a peppy flower. She was also the self-appointed “Pentecost police.” Every year, … More Under the Tongues of Fire
By a fluke of personality, I avoid work with more work. Lately, my favorite avoidance technique has been spinning. Stuff to pack? Sit down behind the [spinning] wheel for a little bit. Got some intense knitting deadlines? Let’s spin in front of the TV instead. June term books to read? Jared, you read them out … More Just Plain Bad Luck
Yet another insane week! May has been the month that has tried for all its worth to tear off our arms and beat us with them. But I’ve learned a lot about celebration and community in the midst of the craziness that is really normal when I’m actually living life. I have to face it: … More Celebration Report Week #6: Moving & Merriment
So much. The burning fire of a thousand suns knoweth not my fury for disassembling our residence, with all its detritus, and manually transporting every last bit of it to a new location. To say nothing of cleaning our former residence, wishing I had kept it in better shape to begin with, and slightly resenting … More I Hate Moving.
So, it had been my hope to provide you with several essays leading up to the Pentecost celebration about what the holiday means, the symbolism involved in its celebrations, and the themes associated with it. I should have guessed that between the end of the semester and moving, it’d be a bit much for me. … More Themes in Pentecost
I knew it would happen eventually. Packing just gets to me. The house is in disarray, I can’t find important things, and all the required tasks overlap each other in causality, putting me in weird catch 22s. Like how I have to pack the rest of the living room if I’m to have any hope … More This Is How I Lose It
I used to think that sampling – spinning a little bit to experiment with what you’re going to do – sounded like the most boring thing one could possibly do with a spinning wheel. Be fastidious? Make a bunch of different samples to try all the different variables before you start on a project? Boring! … More On Dating a Spinning Project
I wrote my celebration report last Sunday, but through a design flaw in my bloggy software and a little inattention on my part, it was completely eaten. I didn’t feel that bad… they aren’t that interesting to write, so I assume they must be pretty boring reading. It’s more an experiment in accountability than a … More Celebration Report: Weeks #4 and #5 (or the 2 weeks in which Everything Happened)
I got a surprise this morning, while catching up on the blogs I usually read. Spin Artiste is a blog that interviews fiber artists, particularly spinners. And this week, she interviewed the amazing lady who, among a bajillion other things, produced the yarn I am using for my Tongues of Fire mystery knit-along! It turns … More A Little Linky
Osborn Fiber Studio 