Yesterday Bean went with her father to the hardware store, and she saw paint there, and of course she came home obsessed with a desire to paint. It was too late in the day to start since we had company coming, and I promised her today we’d do it. She was thrilled this morning when she saw the setup. Here’s a little movie of her painting, and below that is a photo of the output. She said here she was painting a picture of Maria and Abby (from Sesame Street). I think she was also saying at the end of the movie, “My painting is lovely.” We painted wrapping paper.
Category Archives: Domestic Arts
OMG Yum!
Yeah, Another One
I bought some yarn a couple years ago for a project, and when I recently got out the supplies from my stash I discovered I’d purchased the wrong amount for it. So I’ve had to re-purpose the yarns. I made an accessory scarf from one skein of Rowan Tapestry on size 8 needles. I also made a noticeable error when I was nearly finished but had knit too far beyond it to care (I shouldn’t knit while tired). I decided to bind off and just keep it for myself; the error isn’t glaring to anyone who doesn’t knit, and I can tie it so it’s hidden. I have since cast on a simple pattern for a Fidget, using Rowan Cashsoft Aran yarn in a charcoal gray. It’s going to feel yummy around someone’s neck in the chill weather.
More Knitting
I’ve been knitting and felting and knitting and… I had one small ball of yarn (71 yards) that turned out a cute little scarf for Bean, and I am working through remnants of past knitting projects making felted bowls. Bean enjoys using them to hold her play food. Here are some photos of my industriousness.
Regardless
I woke feeling lazy, lazy, lazy. However, it is not yet noon and I have managed to vacuum and clean the entire house, get a pork roast started in the crock pot (for pulled pork), and finish knitting and felt two bowls from old stash yarn. I guess the bowls might become gifts… or maybe I’ll try to sell them.
Tilted
I wish I knew where my equanimity wandered off to. I am restless tonight! I went out to be social at the yarn store, but I forgot my essentials, so I had nothing to knit, and I felt out of sync with the conversations there. I was welcomed, to be sure, but it’s been so long that I’ve done something purely recreational with other adults whose life focus isn’t on small children that I hardly knew how to converse. I remind myself that if I keep returning, the connections will flow again.
I’ve been reading steadily, a mixture of fiction and non-fiction. I finally have learned to use the scanner we bought last December, and I’ve scanned much of my art portfolio. I haven’t unboxed the sewing machine yet, but I will in time.
New Hat
When this was finished, I thought it surely was too big for Bean (I’d tried to make it a bit bigger than her last one so it has room for growth). Well, it does fit (i.e., it’s not too big)! And it still has a little room. I’m pleased with the outcome, and now maybe I’ll make one for myself. (It’s odd… I always seem to make winter hats in the summer.)
Sew Ready
For my birthday, I’m getting a sewing machine! Does anybody have recommendations of books for beginners? My last encounter with machine sewing was in 7th grade, when I managed to sew through my thumb with the machine and couldn’t figure out patterns. I think I failed that unit; I certainly came out of the experience hating to sew. I’m looking to sew simple things — small pillows, crafts.
I’m getting the Brother 25-stitch Free-Arm Sewing Machine, XL-2600i, which was well-reviewed by Consumer Reports.
But If You Don’t Do It…
Cleaning your house while your kids are still growing is like shoveling the walk before it stops snowing.
–Phyllis Diller
It’s a Sisyphean task, but someone’s gotta do it.
The Passion
My Creativity Today
Happiness Is (Part 2)…
when I finished singing lullabies to Bean for her nap, I kissed her and said, “It’s nap time. Time to have sweet dreams.” She replied, “I love Mommy.”
Oh… Nothing competes with that.
Where I Worship
Karen has an interesting post about the altars at which she does not worship and provides a photo of the one that is central in her life. It got me thinking. Years ago I created an altar with items of personal significance. (On the right sits a fertility goddess that I made November 2006, a few weeks before I conceived Bean.) I used to light a candle and incense at this altar. Since moving to our most recent residence, it sits unused on top of a bookcase at the top of a staircase. It never gets used. And since Bean’s arrival, it wears a shawl of dust. Here is a photo of it (Husband’s face has been blurred out to respect his privacy):
After reading Karen’s post, I was inspired to share my real altar.
I pray at this altar, where I learn to be patient and humble and compassionate, where I have the privilege of caring for the best gift Life has entrusted to me.
Coming Up Empty
Despite my intentions of spending recovery time knitting or doing some other creative sedentary venture, I’ve let it all languish. I feel desperately un-creative. I look at my yarn stash and think, “I’ll never use this stuff, and it’s taking up space,” and struggle with the desire to get rid of it. Same with my art supplies. I feel an urge to simplify. It’s astonishing to me what accumulates over time, and if we decide to move this year, a we need to lighten our load. So I’m feeling restless to do this.
Plus we may purchase a stationary bike for me, and where is that going to go? I still have two boxes of maternity clothes in the closet.
I’ve been really successful in keeping new book acquisition to a minimum.
I just don’t know what to do with this impulsive energy.
Once upon a time I didn’t make stuff — I didn’t make arts or crafts, and I didn’t have closets full of supplies. My life was simpler. I read and I exercised. Now I waste so much time on the Internet — I do read, too, but exercise doesn’t happen. And I need to make that happen.
What a disjointed post.
Changing My (Diaper) Bag
Sometimes what’s needed is a small change. For 18 months I lugged around the huge black diaper bag, and in the first year it served well, because I carried a lot of stuff around for Bean (and it became my purse too). I never left the house with Bean without also bring the black bag. It held diapers, wipes, blankets, snacks, bottles, sippy cups, extra clothes for Bean, my wallet and cell phone, tampons, a pen and notepad, diaper changing pad, and antibacterial wipes.
Lately I need less and less stuff for Bean. And frankly, I’ve gotten much less concerned about things like carrying a diaper changing pad or the entire contents of my refrigerator. Most places have changing stations and disinfecting wipes can clean off the surfaces just as well. As for food, she’s able to get by on crackers and fruit if she needs a snack while we’re out, and since she has almost all her teeth now, she can eat regular food with the best of us.
So when I was out this evening running errands (which is what often sadly qualifies as “me time”), I happened to wander down an aisle at Walgreens and saw small tote bags. One was all pink and girly, another was black with pink lips all over it, and then there was the cute little ladybug bag. It was $5.99, and on a whim I bought it. Someday, when I’m done using it as a diaper bag I will — if it is still in one piece — use it to tote knitting projects around. For now, it’s much lighter and smaller and yet still carries the essentials. But really, the main thing is that it cheers me, and I feel less like a ox with a yoke.
Husband used to carry the diaper bag, but you can bet that won’t be happening now! It’s a sacrifice I’m willing to make.
Show And Tell
This And That
My surgery is set for Friday, March 13. No, I’m not superstitious. That is also my wedding anniversary! My SIL is coming the next day, so she will help and Husband will also be home. My MIL is on stand-by, so to speak. We won’t know until after the surgery if it will be a removal or a repair. If it’s a repair, I will be on crutches four weeks, and we will need my MIL. A removal of the cartilage is more common and much easier to heal from.
Bean is not going to like this. First off, her babysitter will be with her all day on March 13 and will put her down for a nap. The only people whom Bean falls asleep for is me and Husband, so it remains to be seen if she’ll nap. She also won’t understand why I am not moving, and if I don’t rise to her imperious commands (Get up! Get up!) and play, we’ll see a lot of tantrums. It’s going to be interesting.
What else is new? Let’s see… I’m feeling some dislocation and sadness because I managed to alienate a close friend and while we are still friends, it is clear that a level of intimacy is gone. This friend has instead moved closer to another mutual friend. I am trying to let things be, and to remain open, and to remember love. There are consequences to my actions. I brought this on myself, so to speak.
Given that my free time is limited, I’ve been giving thought to paring down some of my online activities that suck time out from under me. I’m unsubscribing from certain newsletters, and I’ve deleted my account from Facebook. There are too few moments in each day, and I have the email addresses and phone numbers of people I want to keep in touch with. Simplicity is key.
I finally finished a scarf for my sister Ellen. It’s pretty, and I’ll post a photo of it later. Now I need to think of something else to knit.
Why Clean?
A Finished Object
At last, I finished something so very simple that I started last July. It’s an accessory scarf. Not sure what I’ll do with it; I’ll probably package it up and store it as a “someday gift” for someone, or maybe one of these days I’ll get going on an Etsy shop and try to sell online.
In any case, this is the outcome of my creative efforts this week.
Updated to add: Why wait? If you want it, you can buy it.
Creativity In The Kitchen
A dinner for two:
Quinoa and Portobellos
2 portobello mushrooms
1 medium onion
1 Tbsp. safflower or olive oil
Pinch of salt
1 tsp. dried chopped basil
Black pepper to taste
1 cup of quinoa
1 3/4 cups water (or use vegetable stock)
Rinse the quinoa well. Bring water and quinoa to a boil in a pot. Reduce the heat to a simmer, leave the lid on partially. Turn off the heat after about 15 minutes and let it stand.
Meanwhile, slice the mushrooms and onions into strips (not finely chopped). Over medium heat, sauté onions and mushrooms in the oil for about 10-15 minutes, until vegetables are tender and a little carmelized. Add basil and black pepper, then serve over a bed of quinoa with a lettuce salad on the side.
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I thought this was very tasty. Husband dutifully ate some; he doesn’t like portobellos. But maybe I’ll make it again to eat for lunch.















