Author: Susan

Free Falling

Way back in May, our friends Shawn and Sanna bought tickets for the Tom Petty concert at the Gorge. We hadn’t been out there in ages (in fact, not since the Pearl Jam concert the evening after Kevin proposed), and Tom Petty is of course a favourite, so we glommed on.

Friday was very hectic. I worked from home so that I could be here while the plumber installed the ($150/hr + materials) line to our icemaker. Ouch. Kevin was in meetings all day. I was supposed to be at his building at 4 pm (right on that cusp of Friday rush hour), and didn’t make it until a somewhat frazzled 4:15. We were planning to take back roads, to try to avoid some of the end of workday and weekend traffic. Kevin took over driving, I got out my knitting, and he took a right according to his online directions… onto a brick road.

We laughed and laughed. Apparently it was built in 1913 and is designated as historic. 🙂 (At risk of “explaining the joke”, I spent most of my childhood outside Boston. Kevin grew up west of Philadelphia. We are both 300 years of seeped-in history sort of people, and yet we moved to the west coast, and somehow 1913 is incredibly old in our town. We have no idea why the mapping software chose to send us down *that* road. We were already running late. Some things are just too funny.)

As we got closer, I kept being awash in happy memories. The first time we went to the Gorge (in 2002), we were barely/almost dating, and such magnets for each other. The second/last time we drove to the Gorge for a concert, we were calling our families along the way to announce our engagement. Beyond happy. And now, between that significance and the gorgeous views? Such an important and wonderful place to me to revisit.

The opening band started at 8, and we got in line off the highway at 7:15. The line of traffic moved in fits and starts, so much so that after the first two pauses we took to turning off the engine. We pulled into our camping spot at quarter of. Kevin set up our tent, we got organized, and I took photos of the sunset (circa 7:51).

There was a smog warning in effect for Seattle on Friday, and while that did not particularly bother me, the visible low smog in the middle of the state was horrifying. It was eerily close to driving through northern CA earlier this summer with the forest fires. The one advantage is that the sunset was sensational – orange and pink, plus all of those desert mountains for contrast.

The concert was amazing. I’ve been a fan of his since early high school, and there are several CS classes in college that I passed thanks to endless repeats of certain Tom Petty cds in the small hours of the morning. Kevin and I tend to have divergent taste in music and classic rock is one of the common grounds. Tom Petty and his band seemed dedicated to the show, the playlist was awesome (though I was surprised that they didn’t play anything off of his new-ish album – some of those songs are quite good), and the lights and showmanship were great. So, great music, incredibly beautiful surroundings, good friends.

It was a long day. After the show, retiring to sleeping bags in the tent felt amazing.

We were all up by 8 the next morning (I wouldn’t have been up if everyone else hadn’t been – that tent and sleeping bag combo is incredibly lulling to me), and after a breakfast of cinnamon rolls and melon from the CSA, I packed the car (a challenge now that we had two extra people and had to keep the backseat clear!), and then we were off.

We stopped in Cle Elum for a rest break and coffee, and found that there was a classic car show underway. 🙂 Neat! We ended up spending well over an hour walking around and looking at all of the cars. I’ve been to shows where people restore the cars to the way they were (always fascinating), but 90% of the cars here had been souped up to the sexy, classy versions of themselves that they’d always aspired to be. New paint jobs, upholstery, mirrors, engine, dash & meters, etc.

Shawn and Sanna checking out a majorly modified pickup from way back when:

Kevin just looking:

(This viewing posture is “interest”. The longer we stayed, and the more classic late-60s muscle cars he saw, the more his posture changed into all-out covet. Shawn was equally afflicted – apparently in high school he’d stalked a classic car of some sort (clearly my attention level for the details of make/model/year was dysfunctionally low) and his heart was broken when a mechanic declared the thing impossible to drive safely/a bad purchase. As we walked, there was all sorts of talk about emptying our garage so that “we” (Shawn and Kevin) could use it for side by side muscle car rehabilitation. Desires certainly die hard.)

100% guarantee that this Model T was not sold in gold out of the factory…

(They are such elegant little things, but how tiny!! Current-day Americans would not fit. I love the long stalk of a shifter.)

I have an abiding love of the fins on these cars. They are truly boats, but if you drove something like this, you would feel swank. Need to buy the matching sunglasses and scarf first, though!

My favourite/most unique car looked like something straight out of the Jetsons. Or perhaps the Pixar movie “Cars”.

I love the lavender. Kevin pointed out that the back almost looks like more of the front than the front does.

Such a fun diversion on the way home!

A great Sunday

Apparently once I start on a “burning down the projects” kick, it spreads everywhere. I finally measured, cut, and painted the last of the trim yesterday afternoon. Working with the garage door open was quite pleasant – good light and a good breeze. It started to rain (and then started to POUR) while I was midway through the cutting, so I took out a sponge and “washed” my car with the rain water. You can’t use any soap here because the drains will contaminate the streams where the salmon swim. I emailed the car-washing czar in Kirkland and he said that I could wash with a vinegar/water mix (which I did), but when I followed up with the Redmond guy two months ago he essentially forbid all activities that involved removing dirt/pollution/pine needles with water as being completely toxic to the environment. My skeptical side is totally at war with my ecological and rule-following sides, and so I’ve now decreed as personal law that I can sponge off my car in a hard rain. Too much thinking about a simple rule.

The painted trim looks pretty, but I just can’t wait until it’s in the room where it belongs and the garage floor is empty!!!

I tidied up the ceiling edges in the family room while watching the Olympics last night. They really look great now. (None of the walls in that room follow right angles so I couldn’t use a square or tape – it all had to be done freehand, but I couldn’t be happier with how crisp it all looked when I walked in this morning. Perfect!!) I worked on painting trim, the mantle, and the french doors while I was on the phone with various family members this afternoon. Great progress. We have a few hours of measuring, sanding, and refining cuts in one of the evenings this week, and then maybe we can rent a nail gun next week to secure all of these trim pieces in place (all 81 of them), a few more daubs of paint over the nail heads, and then we will be done!!

Flush with future victories, and fresh off a phone call with my Dad, we started reconsidering room layouts. We moved the TV to the left of the (blue-tape-free!!!) fireplace, and put the couch and the armchair on the wall opposite.

Plus sides: uses the space well, no diagonal angles, puts the huge long wall behind the couches (and therefore broken up by furniture and our pretty lamps from my parents once we buy a new dining room chandelier), you can see the yard & fireplace from all of the seating, there’s room for a game table and reading chairs, if we want them, etc, etc, etc. It’s such an oddly shaped room (and we’ve been doing storage/demolition/painting/window work in it for so long that we’ve never had a chance to really gel with it. Plus, we unplugged the TV back in February since it was interfering with the (much more important) internet signal, and so we’ve barely used the room.

The major downside is that it is much, much more wiring work for Kevin, and that it has to happen in the crawl space. :-/ You can see that right now we’ve just strung a coax cable from our utility closet to the TV, and held it down to the carpet with blue painter’s tape. The final solution would involve punching through the wall by the fireplace and running the same cable under the floor.

But still, we’re both huge fans of the new layout. It’s a much better use of the room. We spent a few hours watching Olympics there this evening and kept remarking how much we liked it.

Meanwhile, in other house news, Kevin found a hive of yellow jackets outside our front door. I don’t know how we haven’t noticed them/been stung, since the hive is literally a foot from our major entrance/exit. In any case, Kevin was coiling a hose, got stung twice, and declared war.

At twilight, he decided there was actually still too much activity, so he waited to strike until after dark. Early signs look promising that he got everyone. It’s a pity, since I think that we’re pretty live and let live, but not on the front path. :-/

In the last of the Sunday night news, Kevin found a Shrimp Curry recipe in my new birthday cookbook, so I played sous-chef and chopped and he put together one of the most amazing-smelling dishes we’ve ever had in our kitchen…

What a great way to cap a cloudy Sunday of tub-cleaning, painting, sweeping, vacuuming, furniture-moving, Olympics, knitting, and a water change for the fish. 🙂

Keeping Score

So, astute blog readers (who check in despite the constant lulls in posting) will have noticed that I have finished 3 knitting projects in the last two days, which leaves me with only 2 projects on the needles. Isn’t that amazing?

The first is a pair of socks. Conwy from Knitting on the road, knit in the lovely Trekking XXL blue blend. I’m post-heel on sock 1. A great pattern, a great yarn, just needs some attention:

The second is a sleeveless top that I put aside a little over two years ago when I finished both front and back and realized no matter how you stretched them, they were each 13″ wide. A gauge debacle. The fabric is gorgeous, though (the yarn is super-cheap Handwork Cora that I bought off elann.com for about $2 a ball – gorgeous for lacework, and I would buy more in an instant if I could find it). I didn’t want to rip. I’m completely torn.

(Can you tell it’s been hot here? Poor toasty geraniums.) A gorgeous top, in theory. A few days ago, I suddenly realized how I might repurpose it, and now I am all aflame with knitting potential. I’ll keep you posted.

All of the knitting fervour is well-timed, since the Olympics begin tomorrow!!! Yay! Since we bought the house in October, we actually haven’t had a TV set up for more than a few days, so I was feeling sad about missing all of the broadcasts. But then Microsoft and NBC collaborated on a site: www.NbcOlympics.com.
There’s going to be on-demand video for all of the events, news, records, schedules, etc. Since my favourite events are all of the pool ones (swimming, diving, synchronized swimming), and I’m totally content to watch the heats, this is shaping up to be the 7th heaven Olympics. I’m foreseeing plenty of sports voyeurism and knitting in my near future. Summer knitting challenge: down to one project by the end of the games??

PS: Happy residential anniversary to us!!! On August 8th ’04, we arrived in Washington state to settle. We’re still here. We’ve bought property. The mountains are still uplifting each time I see them. Here’s to such a happy four years and many more!

PPS: It’s 8/8/08 today. For number fans, it’s a good day. (You may choose to celebrate at 8:08 or 12:34…. :-))

2nd and 3rd projects in two days

I seem (no pun intended) to be on quite the finishing kick. 🙂

Here’s a sweater (6-12 month size) for one of Kevin’s cousins, who had a son in May.

It’s been sitting since April, needing one shoulder seamed and a collar. I finished both in about two hours last night. Finally!! Here’s the back (identical, but the neck comes up higher – click for big on this one – it’s cute enough to be worth it):

I’m pretty much a fan. The shoulders in pattern were crummy – ugly, if functional, decreases – so I fixed them. The sleeves are actually wide enough I think, but they manage to crumple themselves down into skinny little things. I think that they’ll actually look proportional on. I knit it using the new version of Cotton Ease — probably not something I’ll choose again, despite being a cotton enthusiast in general.

In other news, I’ve been almost done with these fingerless mitts for over a year – just needed the seams up the sides. Less than ten inches of sewing later, I can finally present a set of entralac mitts, made with a pattern I concocted. Fun. 🙂

And palm-side:

One down

Now it’s up to seaming instead of knitting!

I finished sewing in the collar and weaving in the last of the ends yesterday, and now I’m finally done with a gift sweater that was due last winter. Yeah! Here it is, complete, with my new (8.5″ x 11″) quilting book for size reference.

And here’s the back:

Project details and notes are on Ravelry.

I am quite pleased with the way it turned out, though I probably won’t buy this yarn again (soft, pretty color, but quite fuzzy after very little friction — I worry about wear). And now I can finally mail it off this week! Yay!

We wilt

It broke 80 today for the second day in a row, and it would amuse me to see all of the Microsoftees still dressed in their jeans and long-sleeved layers (habits die hard) if I wasn’t similarly overheated. I think we’re collectively less prepared than usual for the inevitable hot streak after such a cold spring and then the last week and a half of clouds, low-60s, and drizzle.

The fish are hanging in. The “fish room”/kitchen stay reasonably cool until late afternoon, but we’ve been battling a temperature spike in the late afternoons. We allow more temperature fluctuation than is really ideal, but we try to keep things around 79°. Today, between 4:45 and 6:00, the tank rose from 80.1° to 81.2°. The dudes aren’t really designed to deal with that, so I went into tank-cooling mode. We already put a fan on when we’re at work to cool off the lights and promote evaporation (which is cooling). I did a water change, which dropped the temp .9°, but it started to climb again quickly. I filled a nalgene bottle with ice, added a bit of cold water, and put it in the refugium – a few tenths of a degree! I’m making big ice cubes using our dechlorinated tap water (I really should have done this on Sunday) – a series of those in the refugium in the 5-7pm stretch makes a huge difference. And I turned off the white lights to cut down on heat for a few hours. Here are the dudes swimming in the blue light, wondering at all of the tank activity.

Luckily the corals and fish all look relatively happy and unstressed, given the circumstances.

Kevin came home from work and retired to the birthday present hammock. 🙂

He’s doing a good job of making me feel like it’s going to be a good gift, despite presenting it on a day when it was mid-50s and drizzly. It’s from LL Bean, and the frame folds up VERY easily for storage/car camping. It weighs a million pounds, but it’s sturdy, so that’s okay. We’ve been bringing it in at night as far as the living room, but so far it’s in constant enough use that it’s just in and out through the back door.

You can also see my planters in the foreground. I planted these a few weeks ago, and they are really a treat and going strong. The one on the left is a pink (Berseba) Hiemalis Begonia, a red (Tango) geranium, Golden Creeping Jenny (Lysimachia Aurea), and a white impatiens. The one on the left is an orange/peach (Catrin) Hiemalis Begonia, a red (Tango) geranium, Creeping Golden Marjoram, and a mystery plant that has reflowered for the third summer. The flowers are vivid, and I am so enthusiastic – they make me happy every time I walk by. The Creeping Jenny is particularly exceptional — grows nicely without getting gangly and is a lovely accent to the dark green and red of the geraniums. I’m a huge fan.

Also, the tomato plants are huge and the leaves look happy, but we need pollinators! Our biology lab friend Sanna suggested that we find a dead bumblebee and use it to pollinate the flowers, so now I’m on the lookout.

August flowers

Since we’re already in August (!), it seems time for a flower roundup. The hydrangea in the side yard has started flowering! The blue is gorgeous. Here’s my shot of the view from the house:

And Kevin’s shot with the macro lens and the tripod:

The roses keep blooming, and they’re really getting prettier and prettier. The biggest one is about 5″ in diameter.

Our sunflower is alive, but deeply unhappy. It’s very pale, stunted (only 16″ tall), and doesn’t follow the sun. Sorry, dude. If I could cook you up more light, I would.

I meant to take a photo of the daylilies of the front yard and then the rains came and I missed them. Also lovely while they lasted.

Catching up

I’ve been knitting, though I know it hasn’t been making it to the blog recently. I have a few gift sweaters for friends’ babies in different stages of completion. This is the one I’ve been working on the most, and my project during passenger time on the road trip:

I’d knit the body, put it on holders, and then started working on the arms individually. Then, around the time we hit Crater Lake, I started putting the arms and body together. I made it about 7 rows after the join and was feeling very discouraged – the sleeves were about 3″ too skinny, and the whole thing just didn’t look as cute as I remembered from the photo. Plus, the chest from the join up was starting to look oddly tight… It wasn’t until I saw the back side of the sweater that I realized what had happened:

See how the ribs have neat lines of knit stitches between them at the top and a jumbled mix lower down?? The pattern calls for a broken rib, where you alternate knit and purl stitches row-by-row between the ribs. The pattern also calls for the sleeves to be knit flat. I tucked away the body in a ziplock once I’d put it on holders, and somehow I seemed to have reverted to plain k2, p1 rib without the body for reference – not nearly as cute. So disappointing to realize the mistake. I ripped right away (everything was wrong, including the proportions), but only back to the join, and then I decided to just go back with a crochet hook and correct the sleeves’ all-purl columns to the nice p/k alternating pattern. It was a somewhat sensible idea, but it would have been faster to rip the sleeves entirely and reknit – lesson learned. Here’s the halfway fix — you can really see that the fixed sleeve’s width is more what you would expect, compared to the ugly, skinny original (not to mention, such a prettier pattern!):

I finally finished the last three columns tonight (hurray! only three weeks later, to the day.) and can finally rejoin the pieces and continue with my life. 🙂

I’d been thinking I’d never knit this pattern again (so slow, not coming together well), but now I’m realizing that it was just user error. Ooops. Hopefully the rest will fly right by

Lawn care update

I mentioned back in the winter that we’d decided to buy a reel mower (considerations: no gas, very little noise, cheap, and we found a pretty model on sale for $99!). It’s one of my favourite house purchases — up there with the washer & dryer and the new windows, but a small fraction of the price. Pretty, so effective, not intimidating – just useful and easy.

Sadly, in June, the back right wheel started falling off. It didn’t really affect the effectiveness of the mower, but we kept trying to screw it back in because the poor thing looked so lopsided. We both thought some ungracious things about sale prices and attendant bother, nothing being as easy as it seemed, etc, and then sort of just kept ignoring it. Kevin tried to find hardware to hold it in place, to no avail, and I finally dug up the warranty and managed to find time to call during the short window (midwest time) that the service dept was open. The lady was extremely helpful – apprently they’d been using the wrong drill bit for a while and so one of the holes was too big. Oops. She mailed out the replacement part right away (shown here with a night view of the kitchen herbs, happy in their window – look how big they’re getting!!):

So, knock on wood, we should soon be back to our balanced, efficient lawn-tending experience and I can go back to wholeheartedly recommending it to anyone in the market for a mower!!

P.S. Kevin just satisfied his urge for engine-powered lawncare by buying a weed-whacker (Sears was having a sale — $40!). It’s electric (a plus), corded instead of recharging (major plus, from a power perspective), noisy (a minus, but I think it makes him happy?), and all of our borders are now *perfect*. Beats hours of pulling up crabgrass. 🙂

PPS. We’re considering replanting the top shelf of our yard with Woolly Thyme. (Currently, that part of our yard alternates between deep moss in winter and 2′ tall grass in summer — I’ve been weeding constantly with minimal effect. The Woolly Thyme is treadable, low-growing, fragrant, and in theory can help keep weeds at bay. Anyone have any cautions for the pacific northwest? I haven’t been able to find any online, but just checking. Also, any ideas how best to seed it? I’m thinking of growing trays of seedlings and then transplanting them since it’s such a large area, but I’m open to other suggestions.