It all started with my work pants splitting when I put them on in the morning. Not a small split, but one which went down the back of my bum down my leg. I blame the corduroy, but I was rather upset about it. Had it happened at work, it would have been a major issue. Though this incident did lead to an amazing amount of wonderfully bad puns between Jeremy and I once I sent him the picture, so I can look on the bright side.
Then, despite me telling Bug over and over that she must not ever use a round brush on her hair, despite telling her the story of the time my grandmother used a round brush curling iron on my hair and got it stuck in my hair, she chose yesterday morning to not listen. She came to me with one complete side of her hair all rolled up into a round brush. She’d clearly rolled some in, then rolled a little more in, and so on until it was well and truly stuck. I sighed and explained that this very well could mean she’d need a hair cut. But, with a little patience and no small amount of pain on Bug’s part, we did manage to get the hair out of the brush, leaving her with a rather amazing bouffant on one side of her head. We managed to make it to school and work on time.
Last evening Bug came home from school smelling like she was wearing perfume. I asked her what it was, and she told me it was a Mary Kay sample she’d received as a thank you for helping a Mary Kay lady while at her dads. Ok fine, but it was pretty strong, and I immediately noticed it made my throat scratchy. I put up with it for a bit, but then had to tell her to please get rid of the clothes she was wearing and take a shower. About the time I started her shower, I noticed something odd at the corner of my right eye. Yep, ocular migraine in progress. Most of the evening was completely shot, since I do get a headache with them, and just generally feel off. I am totally and completely blaming the Mary Kay perfume she was wearing.
I had hoped to get the leaves of the vintage sock attached and tacked down. It didn’t happen. I had hoped to get my loom set up for another go around. That also didn’t happen. I did manage to get a warp onto the warping board though, with Louet Euroflax originals. Yes, in stash. In fact, assume anything I weave is pulled out of my stash unless I tell you otherwise, since that is THE ENTIRE point to my weaving. It has actually been really good fun to pair yarns in my brain, calculate if I have enough for a warp and a weft, etc. I’d say that has been half the fun of weaving for me so far. I plan to pair this warp with handspun again. I spun this yarn in early 2009. Dyed locks, spun in the grease. They were a pretty interesting experience, I loved the fuzzy yarn, but I couldn’t ever figure out what to do with it. I think the colors involved will compliment nicely with the warp and I am hoping it will leave me with an odd, gently fuzzy scarf. Since I am certainly still in the experimentation stage of weaving, it can’t hurt to try it and see what happens!
Yesterday sparkeespud talked about spinning batts, which gave me a hankering to pull out some batts too. I decided that since I have one free spindle hanging around I could start on a batt. I pulled out some dyeabolical batts I had laying around and I started on one while I was waiting for the migraine to take over my eye. I figured I could spin until I really started to feel miserable. I did get a tiny bit done, and it reminds me of how much I adore batt spinning. The thing is, I find it easier to spin fluffier with batts, and I like the squishy result. I also like the fact that I cannot force a batt to become something I want, but rather it is easier to spin if I allow the batt to do what it likes. The color on this is just a lovely olive shade. I only have one batt of each color so I am thinking two ply and then I’ll decide what needs to be done with them later. Maybe for weaving! 🙂
So here is one more day where I don’t talk about MOS. Much. But, Ummeyusuf has begun a second pair. Apparently short rows is a theme for MOS this year.