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January 19, 2017 at 06:34PM

Prepping for the #womensmarch, can’t tell anymore if I’m making myself nuts or assuaging my anxiety. I’m honestly more concerned about the bus ride than I am the march itself, but I’ll have Michael and Kadi and Teresa to help, so I refuse to panic.
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January 18, 2017 at 12:03AM

Michael helped me get the beauty shots for my North Shore pullover yesterday. Colorwork success! I’m still not really happy with my stranding skills – I had to reknit that yoke a whole bunch, and ended up with it at a looser gauge than I would have preferred, and each row too for-fricken-ever, but I just need more practice. I have enough yarn left for a kid’s sweater in this yarn, but I don’t know that kid+cashmere is a road I should be going down.
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January 18, 2017 at 11:31PM

Warm enough to take a couple of laps around Como Lake this afternoon with Mary. She was so sweet to suggest the walk, to gauge my walking abilities for the upcoming march. We went farther than the march will be, so it looks like I’m going to be okay!
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January 13, 2017 at 06:50PM

Finally worked up the strength to watch Obama’s farewell address. We were so lucky to have him.

I had my first Trump nightmare, trying to take a nap this afternoon. He was staying overnight in my parents’ old house in Oklahoma (?), and I tried to sleep on the couch because I didn’t feel safe in the room next to him. In the middle of the night, I went into my room to get something and he followed me in. He was super creepy and suggestive, and I¬†was able to slip past him into the bathroom. Somehow he got past the locked door and started trying to rape me, wielding a weird leaf-shaped swordlike weapon. I was able to distract him by asking him questions about it, and managed to get a giant pointy stick of my own, but when I tried to stab him in his flabby crotch he just laughed.

Suspecting this is the first in a series.

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January 08, 2017 at 10:28PM

Kadi finally let me teach her to knit tonight! Not that I’ve been trying to convince her. Some people you have to treat like a skittish kitten. Don’t call to her, don’t cajole her, don’t even make eye contact. Just leave the food/yarn where she can see it, and let her come to you.

She’s my quickest student so far. I only had to sit next to her for two rows of garter before she was comfortable trying on her own. Must remember in future to teach more people familiar with tying knots.

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January 07, 2017 at 08:32PM

I used to have custody of 1/3 of this armoire, but I conceded today and gave it up to Michael’s collection. I may have lost the battle, but I won the war (of not having three scattered piles of games elsewhere in the apartment at all times).

Some of you guys may remember this armoire from back in the day. It used to house my yarn stash. I went from a little basket by the couch, to a large basket, to this armoire, to the big Kallax-esque cube shelf it lives in today. I remember when I moved everything in here, I never ever thought I’d fill it up. I had enough yarn to half fill the top, with notions and needles on the upper shelf, books and WIPs in the bottom.

Ah. Such innocence.

Although…now that I think about it…does this mean Michael’s board game collection is destined to follow the same trajectory? Ooof, I hope not.