Knitters (and everyone else, for that matter), look at this shawl. All I can think when I look at it is "air." So light, so beautiful. Perfection.
We didn't watch the superbowl - Hub had work to do so we just listened to my very favorite music station of all time - it's like easy listening for the alternative set. Lots of cool Edie Brickell, some Tori Amos, Norah Jones, a little Dave Matthews, and generally awesome coffee house versions of all the best songs.
Anyway, I knit away on Trellis for most of the weekend, but didn't meet my goal of finishing the pieces. I'm about halfway through the right front, which is the last portion to knit. Then I have to block, seam, and knit the collar. I'm hoping to finish the knitting tonight, but we'll see. No photos as it's dark and stormy today so they'd be crappy anyway.
I've also been working on the pile o' paid sewing projects - most are almost complete and I'll try to photograph them today or tomorrow. Karen asked to see some sewing and I'm happy to oblige.
In addition, I'm slogging through I am Charlotte Simmons by Tom Wolfe. I took it out of the library sometime around New Year's Day and have renewed it once already. I made it to page 420 this morning, so I'd really like to get through the last 200, just to see if Charlotte finally gives it up, if ya' know what I mean. Also, the rest of the story is pretty good...except I don't like Tom Wolfe's way of explaining everything to death. I know he traveled to many campuses and did lots of research to make the representation of college life as authentic as possible, but some of it is a little over the top. Also, he tends to write like and old person writing for another old person. An example (my own words, not a quote from the book) would go something like this: The students were engaged in "moshing," a type of dancing taking place at wild rock concerts in something called a "mosh pit." One girl screamed, which is a high-pitched sound emitted from the throat, often in excitement or fear.
Sometimes it's almost enough to make me want to throw the book down in disgust, but I persevere because the story is ok.
It's freezing here - in the 20s (which is still pretty mild for Buffalo for this time of year). We have the heat at an astounding 64 degrees, but our old crappy boiler and not-quite-right thermostat and drafty, shabbily constructed house combine to make it much cooler than that. I put Daughter to bed in a union suit, blanket sleeper, and socks, and cover her with a light fleece blanket, a light wool blanket (koigu...delicious), and the quilt I made before she was born, folded double to make it smaller. I also fill a hot water bottle and tuck it under the covers. We keep a thermometer in her room to monitor the temp (see boiler/thermostat situation above) and last night I freaked out when I saw it was only 60 degrees in there. I don't know if that qualifies as child abuse, but it has to be close. Husband and I said, "budget be damned!" and cranked the heat up a few degrees.
We are really wishing we had a woodburning fireplace/stove to cut down on heat costs, even if we only used it in the family room during the day. Right now we have one of those 'fake' fireplaces where you flip a switch and a 'flame' appears, but it burns through gas the whole time you have it on. We can't justify its use, so it sits there. At the beginning of this winter we considered having it removed and selling it, to pay for installation of a wood stove. But that would require the rebuilding of the wall, additional brickwork, and the cost of the stove itself, so we deemed it too expensive. But I can tell you this - we will never again live in a house without a woodburning fireplace or stove of some kind. And if gas prices stay where they are, we may still go with replacing the faker fireplace. After paying two $300 gas bills in a row (for my 1500 sq. ft. house) I am thinking the switch might be worth it. How are ya'll doing it? Are heating costs smashing your budget too?