Yesterday I went yarn shopping with Rachel and Gusty along Main. The yarn shop we went to has been in business for something like 60 years, run by a man who does his own dyeing and spinning. Looking at yarn makes me yearn for stronger wrists; I've decided that's why my technique is so poor, not just that I'm left-handed. I bought a couple of balls with the intention of making wristbands with snarky sayings on them. Should maybe practice counting and pearling and all the basic sorts of things before I start with them. I am not a skilled knitter. But if you need a plain scarf... that's about all I can muster right now.
Normally I wouldn't admit to shopping on Main because I'm not a hipster and so don't want to imply that I'm pretending to be. A poseur, so to speak. No, I mention it because we popped into the most fantastic shop EVER. Lazy Susan is a dreamworld of magic, full of vintage mixed with reworked mixed with new stuff. Lots of good ideas there. I bought a few pieces of fruity patterned oilcloth to make a lunch bag. Or maybe some change purses. Vintage aprons! Books turned into purses! Bubble jewellry! Cat's eye reading glasses! My head swims with potential craft ideas.
Walking around, I realised that, assuming all things go as planned in my head, that will be my neighbourhood in a month-and-a-half. And despite the overcrowding of every coffee shop and restaurant, it might be OK. Except for the people. So many people...
Have I mentioned that babies love me? LOVE me. Seriously. Gusty gives me big toothy grins and pokes at my buttons and grabs my stuff. Whenever babies see me they stare, mesmerized for whatever reason. One of the girls at work is on mat leave and when she brings her daughter in everyone else makes her cry. Then they pass her to me and she stops. I'm not joking. I think I've become... the baby whisperer. Or maybe they know I don't want to steal them from their mothers.
Currently reading :
Kosher Cooking
By Marlena Spieler
Release date: July, 2004
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