SpinWeaveKnitandCake

Things you do for love.

My truck driving momma wants to go to the circus.  I don't know why.  I don't think the Lipizzaner Stallions will be there, but alas, the circus it is -- unless it falls through.   I loathe clowns, but love this movie and this mini-series/book.

I should be doing something crafty, but I'm not.

So here:

 

Time ignored.

Last night, completely by accident, I watched the time on my cellphone flip forward to 3am completely ignoring 2am.  And now, I have realized that I really need to make some curtains, preferably of the black-out kind, since the sunlight has been steadily streaming in all morning.

But that can wait, I'm walking to Clarendon with a friend in an hour to get out into the light and get away from the enclosure of these four walls.

 

So much has changed

I now live in a small apartment in Arlington.  The looms fit.  I still haven't finished moving in and I've been here since December 2010. 

It's different.  My mojo to spin, weave, knit or decorate any cakes has wained as I adjust, try to be social and outgoing again. 

I'll let you know how that goes.  So far, meh.  It depends on the day, sometimes the hour, and the people...you know.