Back From The Bombshell-ter
Or, The Kind Of Eye-Opener We Did Not Ask For And Do Not Need.
I've been a bit absent from the posting screen lately, and it's not for lack of things to say. In fact, it's been more to restrain myself from saying too much. You see, I've been in the middle of what my father would call "a situation." Some incredibly inappropriate behaviour has been flung my way for the past several weeks, at the university where I take classes, and I came very close to having to file a formal complaint about it.
This "blonde bombshell" does not take kindly to "situations." I dealt with it, though I wish I'd had the wherewithall to deliver the smackdown sooner. I got a written apology from the party in question, along with a promise to act more like a professional/mentor and less like an InsertFavouriteExpletiveHere. Hopefully, this means the bullshit will cease to hit the fan. I did not need this on top of everything else.
Meanwhile, not much spinning has been going on, and I haven't knit a stitch. I'm a lousy knitter when I'm a nervous wreck. But I did acquire a few things...
Will this teal-coloured madness never stop?
The KH was my Rowan "free gift."
I see a lace scarf in my mother's future.
God, I hate teal.
The fingering-weight silk is from Ami-Ami in Hudson, Québec, and I'm being too lazy to link it, but go there. Google it. You won't be sorry. She's got gorgeous yarns. Trouble is, that colour-may-appear-differently-on-screen problem has given me a 100-gram hank of wine. I should have asked her about the trueness of the colour. I thought it would be red. This is not red. I see a lace shawl in my mother's future.
My mother is really lucking out, here....
I've been consoling myself with knit blogs and gorgeous photos from the Hubble Telescope. Please tell me I'm not the only one who looks at this picture and, rather than think "wow, that nebula looks like a paramecium" like any normal person would do, well...
What does this picture make you think of?
Am I the only weirdo who looks at Planetary Nebula IC 4406 and thinks,
"hand-dyed silk and wool, two colourways, lace stole"?
Please say no.
Here's hoping I will be more like my usual self soon. I plan on spinning the llama to make myself feel better. Hopefully he won't upchuck all over me when I'm done.
August 7, 2005 11:54 AM | Permalink | Comments (25) | Print