Spring-y scarf. I knit on it for both the drive home for Easter and the drive back. Didn’t knit on it much whilst at home, for reasons to come later. It’s Banderas Gerifil color 107 and Laines du Nord Kiddy Print color 600. Basically a mohair and a polyester fun yarn held together. My best friend made a similar blue scarf for her first project and I begged for one in pink and, well, ended up making my own a year later.
Rie and I are listening to Celtic music, and it’s awesome. Oh, by the way, Rie’s moved into my room for a bit. She’s having parental trouble, and I have a spare bed. The administration knows of this not *shifty eyes*
Anywayz, went home for Easter. Saturday was awesome. I went to brunch with a friend and then he had to go to Tech work for the show that was up so I GOT TO SEE THE NEW AUDITORIUM! Twas amazing.
And I got to talk to my high school drama teacher and we argued about Shakespeare concepts. ‘Twas awesome. We decided that I could teach Shakespeare in France and it’d work.
On Easter the best part was seeing my little brother open his basket. He got very excited over candy and Cars toys.
In other news, my grandmother noticed my nose-ring. She had been staring at my face for a while during Easter dinner, and when I went into the kitchen with Mama she said: “I think Nana’s noticed your nose-ring”.
When Nana went out to get a sweater everyone was laughing. My uncle said he’d only just noticed it, and my older, jerk face of a brother mimed pulling it out with a fork. Nothing was said until dessert when I called my sister strange.
“You’re the strange one,” Nana said.
“Why?” Mom asked.
“With that thing.”
And that was all that was said. I’m waiting for her to call my mom and be all “Why’d you let her do such a thing?” but whatever.
On the ride there, though, I discovered a major knitting pet peeve of mine. Those who ask: “What are you knitting?” when it’s a long strip of fabric. I want to say socks.
Or when a little girl at the baseball game I went to (my ride’s boyfriend was playing and we stopped in on the way) was staring at the knitting and her mother says:
“She’s knittin’; maybe she’s making a sweater.”
Or my sister, who asked me if I’d “moved up to blankets yet?”.
Driving came up at family dinner. Of course, everyone had an opinion. Don’t wanna talk about it. *pouts*. But Daddy’s signing me up for Driver’s Ed this summer.
Know what’d be awesome? Easter baskets full of yarn instead of eggs and candy….
And this. It’s pretty awesome.
PS. Mid-Summer presentation went very well, I think. I played the changeling boy, cuz I’m little like that, and the actual talking went pretty well. I liked my paper.