Monday, July 21, 2014
These past few weeks have been flying by! Germany won the World Cup which was awesome! I love my baby lions and I'm so happy they did well.
Without soccer engagements every weekend, I'm feeling at a bit of a loss as to how to spend my time. Just in the past month, I've read The Borrowers and The Borrowers Afield, The Book Thief (so good!), The Secret Diary of Adrian Mole, Aged 13 3/4 (so funny!) and I'm currently reading the first of the Maisie Dobbs Mysteries books (like Downton Abbey but with mysteries!). I've also embroidered a few quilt blocks...just 6 left and then I can finish sewing the blocks together.
In the past two weeks, Ian and I have been to two Shakespeare plays, both performed by Shakespeare & Company. They perform at the outdoor stage at Century College not too far outside the city. People bring blankets, chairs, children, dogs, picnic baskets and bug spray. Ian and I always pack a huge assortment of breads, spreads, fruit and everything wonderful. We love the casual, welcoming environment and have thoroughly enjoyed each and every play we've seen over the years. Next weekend we're going to see Molière's: The Bourgeois Gentleman with our friends Karrie and Mike. We're planning a French-themed picnic!
For my birthday I received the Follow Your Arrow shawl pattern from my lovely friend Sara. The thing I love most about this shawl is that it's a choose your own adventure pattern with 32 possible combinations. I also love that shawls starting with different clues turn out so differently. I was originally going to knit the half circle style like Sara's but after looking at everyone's finished shawls, I've slowly become obsessed with the asymmetrical wedge version. It's totally not my style but I'm drawn to it anyway. Plus, I already had the perfect yarn...originally chosen for a sweater but you know how these things go.
Thursday, July 10, 2014
Ian and I had a lovely 4th of July weekend. We had dinner with friends and walked to the State Capitol grounds to watch the fireworks. It's been a decade or so since they were at the Capitol so it was a special treat.
The last time I even thought about going to see fireworks was the summer of '09 when I made a fireworks-watching quilt and then didn't actually go to see any fireworks. But this year the quilt finally saw some fireworks action.
On my to-do list this summer are two non-project-related items: Read Hemingway, Drink Absinthe. So far I've managed to do a little of both but not enough of either. What I'd really like to do is read Death in the Afternoon while drinking Death in the Afternoon. Both written and invented by Hemingway himself. "Pour one jigger absinthe into a Champagne glass. Add iced Champagne until it attains the proper opalescent milkiness. Drink three to five of these slowly." Oh dear! Methinks I'll have to add "take nap" to the to-do list.
Ian's little container garden is going strong...so far mostly just leaves but so many leaves! And tiny green tomatoes! His community garden plot is coming along too. So far he's harvested a few radishes and a huge bag of Swiss chard. The chard went into beans and greens paired with a grilled vegetable salad. Ian is cooking so many good things these days. Just yesterday we ate coleslaw for lunch. That's it...just coleslaw. We were both stuffed to the brim with tangy, crunchy, sweet and summery coleslaw. It's the first time since I was a kid that I haven't wanted summer to end. All the heat, all the sun...I find little enjoyment in it. But this summer, on our shady little balcony...this one is turning out to be just about right.
Monday, July 7, 2014
I had a lovely birthday. The USA lost to Belgium but that's alright. I mostly just enjoyed showing off one of my favorite old haunts. I knew my parents would love the history and 1950's restoration décor. My favorite is the women's lounge. Kittycat wallpaper...be still my heart!
As a birthday gift, Ian made me a coconut infused vodka. He's been infusing vodka with all sorts of things this year: Meyer lemons (from his parent's lemon tree), ginger and even horseradish. So far, everything is really good (although our limoncello remains my favorite)...except the horseradish! I'm just not sure I'll ever learn to love that.
As you can imagine, will all those vodkas, Ian has been concocting some pretty fancy drinks. The digestif in the little glass was made with our Meyer lemon vodka and a bit of dry ice that came in the box of croissants I just ordered. (An aside about croissants: seriously, people...these croissants are SO GOOD! They're made with real butter and you bake them straight from the freezer. They will make your house smell like a French bakery, which is not an exaggeration because they actually come from France. They are worth every penny.)
When I'm not drinking vodka or eating croissants, I've been working on a quilt for my dad. All the blocks are finished and now I'm embroidering the names of places we visited on all our camping trips over the years. The idea came to me a few years ago when I saw the "Happy Campers" print from the Circa60 Beach Mod Collection by Monaluna. This is the first quilt I've made for my dad...three years in the making and hopefully finished in time for Christmas this year.
As much as I struggle to find enjoyment in embroidering, I have enjoyed the memories that each stitch has brought back to me. Tiny bits of adventures keep popping into my head as I work: cliff jumping at Lake Superior, the tornado in North Dakota, the donkeys that ate our pretzels and blocked traffic for three hours (it made the local papers and was totally our fault!), driving to the west coast and back with only three cassette tapes for road-trip music (in case you're curious: one mixed tape I made by recording my favorite songs when they came on the radio (I was 16 and it was 1997 so you can just imagine the gems I had on there), Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat (staring my mom's fav. Donny Osmond) and a Greatest Hits tape with only one song we all liked: The Cover of the Rolling Stone).
We actually came home with four tapes...I bought Mariah Carey's Daydream one day when we got a flat tire and had to spend a few hours waiting for it to be fixed. And my poor family, upon my insistence, added it to the music rotation for the entire rest of the trip. For that and the many other times that tried my dad's patience (oh god...I just remembered I put MMMBop on that mixed tape!), I will dutifully, nay, cheerfully finish embroidering the last 12 blocks this summer. And listen to Daydream over and over...it's THAT good, people!
Tuesday, July 1, 2014
It's my birthday today. Thirty three. This afternoon, Ian, my parents and I are going to the Riverview to watch the USA v. Belgium game and then out to dinner. Then after, maybe Ian and I will spend the twilight hour out on the balcony with the cats.
I've been reading The Borrowers on my walks to and from work. Did you read these books when you were growing up? My mom read them to us when we were little, each night a chapter, my brother and I snuggled up in her big bed. I remember the bedside lamp, the white and orange and brown glass lampshade turning the yellow walls and bedspread a cozy shade of amber. And each night we'd live under the floor for a time with Arrietty and Pod and Homily.
Reading these books as an adult has been such a treat. I remember very little about the Clock family's adventures but very much about how they made me feel. How I longed for spool chairs and matchbox drawers and handkerchief sheets. How I dreamed of the world outside Arrietty's grate, to experience the immensity of it all from the perspective of someone so small. Flowers for parasols and hedges as tall as buildings, thistle brooms and wild strawberries. I wanted to find the badger's set more than anything, even though I didn't know what one was.
It all has me thinking about a little cottage in the woods...not much bigger than a boot is to a Borrower. A tiny kitchen with lace curtains and a gingham tablecloth. Or gingham curtains and lace tablecloth...I can't decide! And wildflowers and blackberries and sun falling through shivering leaves. And a candle in the window and a quilt on the bed. Adventures over every hill or beyond every bend in the road. That is my birthday wish...a wish for someday...