Well, and I’m not making this up, my feet hurt this week. Enough that I couldn’t exercise. I did weights once, and I should have done some physical therapy which I never got to, but I couldn’t have hit the treadmill. They’re getting better. I don’t know what happened, but it was the top of my foot, pretty high up, and it was excruciating. It kept me up at night. And I didn’t drop anything on it, I didn’t twist it… For the first few days, it was the right foot, and now, it’s mostly the left.

Freaky weird.

I ate ok until the weekend.

This week, with Madrona and Valentine’s Day and everything, and my freaky weird feet… I’m just going to try to eat sensibly and drink more water. I’ll pick up exercise again next week.

How ’bout you?

I’m not feeling very inventive with post titles this week.

So, I spun the batt yesterday and plied it, and washed it, and today, I knit some of it.

I’m not in love with the colors, but I was working with what I had, I didn’t dye the silk. But I’m happy with the overall product. I like the feel of it. I like the drape it has, I like the effect of the blended fibers. I think I want to see more of the wool in there, so I’ve blended another batt with half the silk that the last one had. We’ll see how that one turns out.

So, I put Clark down for a nap and almost went to bed myself, as I think I’m fighting a cold or something that hasn’t fully hit yet… but I decided to go downstairs and play with fiber a little bit.

Oh. my.

So, I’ve been wanting to make a sweater for myself, and originally, I was planning to dye the white fleece I bought, but then the dark gray fleece has been seducing me, and I thought I’d blend it with a little bit of black alpaca for a gorgeous, charcoal color. So, I’m down in my basement kitchen and I have a couple pounds of dyed silk noil that was given to me a year ago, and I picked out some multi-colored blues…

And the only thing hindering my joy is that I can’t accurately capture the colors with my camera, and I don’t have the patience to mess with exposure compensation to try. All you can see is the blue silk, but the charcoal wool blend is stunning.

There may be too much silk, I’ll continue to play around with it, but it’s beautiful, it feels amazing, and I’m giddy.

I’d barely started spinning and was so excited, I had to stop and show you. But now I’m going to get off the computer and get back to my wheel.

I just came back from my 2nd guitar lesson. And I thought he dumped a lot on me last week! I could practice 2 hours a day and not be ready for my next lesson. Wow. It’s so totally cool. As I thought, I’m learning stuff I wouldn’t have known to ask to be taught. And my instructor was much warmer this week, and even a little funny. We’ll get there.

So, a quick catch up… I’m almost through with 11 out of 13 repeats on the Angel Lace shawl, and have finally run out of my first skein of yarn. So I need to ball the second and finish it up. I’m going to end up using a lot less yardage than the pattern calls for, and that is really weird.

Sam and I went to the yarn store on Saturday afternoon and picked up more yarn for his scarf, so I’ve resumed work on that. It’s my new traveling, mindless knitting project. We also bought three skeins of fuzzy, purple laceweight for the third of those things I’m being cryptic about. And I happened to see something I couldn’t live without. That so rarely happens to me in a yarn store. Usually, I see lots and lots of things I really like, get overwhelmed and balk at the $$$, and leave a store with nothing. I’m not much of a yarn buyer. But on Saturday, I was on a mission to acquire yarn for Sam’s scarf

and that other thing,

and then I saw it.

It’s delicious. It’s laceweight. And now it’s mine.

I’ve bought 12 skeins of laceweight in the past month. Whoa.

The pink and purple socks are stalled out for now. (I’m kind of stressing about having four works in progress. I need to finish some things). Anyway, Abby likes the socks, and wants them either as socks, or at her suggestion, fingerless mitts.

Ooh.

Now there’s a thought.

It’s weird, but I think they’d look pretty as fingerless mitts, and hideous as socks. Exactly as they are, not changing a thing. How does that work?

I’ve been naughty this week. I’ve been going 250-500 calories under my calorie target until last night, when I went to a party and ate a lot.

I just didn’t feel like eating to meet my minimum calories when I wasn’t hungry.

Something that has helped me the past few weeks is to eat a large, rich lunch… spinach and cheese ravioli is one of my favorites, to get me through the late afternoon snacking hours gracefully. It has worked very well, and I enjoy it. It feels decadent.

I’ve been exercising all week, and once I do weights and a little bit of physical therapy today, I’ll be quite happy with my week.

How’s it going?