Folks, it’s been a rough one. There has been a whole lot of sad and frustrating this week.
Yesterday, in particular, I felt like I got sledgehammered by the news. Does gingerbread make it better? It most definitely does not. However, it keeps me going to fight another day, and in a dark and stormy world, I’ll take my tiny hope where I can find it.
Here’s this week’s list:
Lately, I am knitting like a woman possessed. Doing handicrafts while watching TV makes me feel like less of a slug if we’re binge watching something. I finished my first sweater (more on that later), and now I’m working on smaller things, like a scarf to use up extra sweater yarn, and this hat for the mister.
I decided it was time to learn stranded knitting, and so I settled on this Easy Ombre Slouch Hat. I am incredibly hat picky, and didn’t currently need a hat anyway, but my guy is wearing a dollar store hat with a big hole in it. This will not stand.
Simply put, stranded knitting is how you work with two colors at one time to make a pattern. It is nifty. It’s how Fair Isle sweaters happen (#goals, #NotNowThough). The yarn is Palette from KnitPicks, in Ivy (I think, I threw out the label) and Charcoal Heather.
This little hat is proving to be good medicine. Knitting in the round allows me to enter a kind of meditative state, and doing a stranded project means I can’t think about politics because I have to follow a chart. Not thinking about politics from time to time is essential to my well-being.
Usually, I’m more of a drop cookie person. I don’t have a kitchen counter, so rolling things out is a little more of a production than I’m usually interested in. But come December, I’m suddenly digging for the cookie cutters. I have two of these plates, a thrift store find. I know that having plates you use one month a year is not the best small-space strategy, but I can’t help myself.
These little stars are making me smile. I had elaborate plans to decorate them in the Hungarian tradition, simplified, but am lazy. I’m daydreaming about getting good at Hungarian cookie embroidery, so I can make traditional favors for my wedding next fall, but good sense tells me that undertaking massive, fiddly DIY projects at that time would be a disaster. (See also: I am not making my own dress).
- My Christmas Tree
Holy cats, do I get a lot of happiness out of Christmas trees. Behold the following dialogue.
M: So how much are we willing to spend on a tree?
B: I don’t know.
M: It seems like the going rate is $30. That is too much for a tree, however, I definitely get $30 worth of joy out of it.
M: Whereas you get, like, $5 of joy out of it.
B: Probably…So we get $35 of joy, for $30.
M: What a deal!
(It ended up being $25. Even better!)
- Billie Holiday
No one has ever sounded like Billie Holiday, and no one ever will. This playlist is great. It got me out of a mid-afternoon funk yesterday. It has the added benefit of putting Strange Fruit last, if you, like me, cannot listen to it unprepared.
- Unexpected Prettiness
The colors of the persimmons and the trimmed-off tree branches in this clay bowl are just delicious.
How about you? What old-fashioned pleasures have you enjoyed this week?