Sunday, June 01, 2008
The stripey socks, they are finished. Mindless knitting, with Austermann Step in the color "laub," on #1 addi circular needles. Stockinette at its best. These are for my sister, simply because she was audacious enough to ask for them in a blog comment, many moons ago.
Little else going on here at Chez Nuuanu Estate. Dry, sunny and windy is a welcome change from hot, hazy and humid, I assure you. I've been baking more bread, working longer hours, in preparation for school's end, and letting the house go. meh. I'll catch up in a week, for that's all we have left of this school year. The funding for my reading resource job dried up, as our school's enrollment dropped. Thus, I become a classroom teacher, once more - 5th grade this time. A far and welcome cry from Kindergarten, let me tell you. Now I've got sex ed, drug n' alcohol ed, (thank the Goddess for DARE - the national program for this aspect of my job) number theory, the American Revolution, and major forays into the Scientific Method to occupy my mind. Fortunately, I've met the students, and really like them. High hopes for a fun year, and no real designs on becoming a forever 5th grade teacher, at this point. Who knows?
Summer beckons seductively, with beaching, an agility trial for Ms. Ella, a renewed determination to get some sweaters off the needles, and a long visit back East with familly. My dad fell and broke his pelvis a couple of weeks ago, and is in a long-term rehab/convalescent facility while he recuperates. At 80, this is a serious injury, and we're looking at probably 30 - 60 days in the place. He was diagnosed, last year with myeleofibrosis which has left him anemic, weak and achey, though he's responded really well to recent blood transfusions. My sis and I are going to try and work some things out with my mom about getting some household help for her, and in-house care for my dad, if that's needed. Our mom is a can-do type who often bites off more than she can chew, and doesn't always consider her own physical limitations.
Meanwhile, since I'm looking at a long boring plane ride to Roanoke, VA, I couldn't resist setting up a little travel knitting...
What can be done with plenty o' Koigu in 2 different colorways? All this Koigu, by the way, has been ripped from failed socks, in my now-abandoned attempt to break the Koigu curse that haunts me. I LOVE this yarn, its scrunchiness, its "dry" feeling, the lucious colorways. But I have yet to knit it into a pair of socks that doth please me. Fortunately, it's not a troublesome yarn to frog out, and I have a feeling its new incarnation will be the pleasing antidote to my sock woes.