I guess there is a cold front floating around. For Montana, this means it’s been below 15 for a week. (By the way, don’t complain about the cold in Montana; you will be seen as a wimp for the rest of your life. You could be Macgyver but if you get a chill… Make a coat out of paper clips and nail polish before you complain.)
When I get cold, I knit. I don’t knit well, I just knit. I’ve made one sweater. I put it on and people laughed. I guess I can gain 40 lbs and still wear it.
I like scarves. They are long rectangles. There is nothing tricky. I have a lot of scarves.
But I’ve been wanting some matching hats. Hats are tricky. The actual knitting isn’t, but the sizing is. I made one hat that I love but supposedly it’s a bit large as well. I’ve been asked if I sell pot while wearing it. (I request a medical card before I answer. So far no one has had one.)
I stop knitting when it gets above 30. No matter where I am in a project. When you stop a project for 6 months, it can be difficult to pick it up again. I usually end up with a gap in the tension. Luckily that’s why there are decorative buttons.
I just pulled out my knitting again. I have no idea what I was planning to make with the yarn I own. It’s beautiful yarn but I have no idea why I have 2 skeins of red and one of orange. And did I plan on wearing those together?
Would it be wrong to call the store I bought them from in January and see if the owner remembers me and the skeins I bought and why I bought them? If she was a really good shop owner, shouldn’t she remember every single customer she has for, let’s say, a two year period?
This is why I never want to own a store. It’s too much pressure.
A month ago, I wrote how I would like to be best friends with Keith Richards and then I found out that many people do not actually know who Mr. Richards is. I also find that my description of why I would like to be his best friend is lacking. Let me correct this situation.
Keith Richards is the guitarist for the Rolling Stones. Johnny Depp based the character of Jack Sparrow on him. Mr. Richards appears in a few of the Pirates movies as Jack Sparrow’s dad. I believe Mr. Richards and Mr. Depp are decent friends due to this exchange. Mr. Depp is a narrator for Mr. Richards autobiographical book titled Life. Mr. Richards is known for being high for most of the 60’s and 70’s and for having an amazing immune system. I believe he also has all of his teeth. I would like to be best friends with him.
Now, you may be thinking: Marianne, what in the world could you have in common with Keith Richards? Well, besides the fact that I wish I could dress more like him but I cant’ handle wearing very many rings, I think he would be fun to knit with.
Think about it, especially those of you who know who Keith Richards is. Can’t you see him knitting and really getting into it? I can. I think he would enjoy the different fibers and colors. I think he would really enjoy the slip-stitch. I think a great knitting circle would include Keith (because we knit together we are now on a first name basis), possibly Johnny Depp, me and my friend Gail (she would be bringing the lefse) with occasional pop-ins by Billy Joel and Billy Idol. I think most rock and roll stars would be great knitters and we would have great nosh sessions while sipping some tea. I think I might just knit Keith a hat and send it to him with an invitation to knitting night. I bet he hasn’t started knitting simply because no one has invited him. I should open up and be the first.
I will start on his hat right after I make me two more hats, three scarves, and two sweaters. I’m sure that will be any day now. I just need a little help in order to achieve this:
Does anyone have Keith’s address and do you know his favorite color? (The circumference of his head might help as well.)
Photo credit: barb and dean (cc) Flickr
I have tried very hard to become eccentric. It can be very difficult when you are married to a dentist, live in the suburbs, drive a, oh the horror, minivan, and have three young children. My children think I am exotic if I get a salad at McDonald’s but I would like to be a bit more unique.
So I was feeling so eccentric on Tuesday when I drove to Ennis for a skein of yarn. Ennis is an hour and a half from my house. I got up and went. It was very exciting. Until I talked to a couple friends and realized that because we live in Montana, this isn’t very eccentric. We don’t have many stores in Helena so a lot of people go to Missoula to shop. People know what street a store is on. They know what is around this store. It is amazing. I barely know where Target is and I live two blocks from it.
To top it all off, I was driving all this way for YARN. How domestic and boring is that? I can’t even come up with something eccentric to buy. We tried to go to a butcher while there and that could have been a little eccentric. If we bought a lot of jerky. But they were closed for a wedding. Stupid domestic bliss.
But then I thought of the conversation I had with the proprietor of the yarn shop. She was from Germany, had moved to LA and become a screenplay editor, had a falling out with a screenplay writer, followed The Horse Whisperer to Montana, and fell in love. I spoke to her about writing and then I spoke a little German with her. She told me I could call her and talk with her in German occasionally to get my language back. I need to speak more German to strangers. Especially the ones who actually speak German.
I decided that the conversation in the yarn shop was on the side of eccentric. I am going to keep trying, though. I will find ways to be eccentric. Without using a lot of cats.