Well, just because I haven't posted any knitting projects, doesn't mean I haven't been knitting. Here are a few projects I've completed lately (as in the last few months)
How I woke up this morning:
ReRe told me yesterday that if the baby doesn't know how to dance, then we'll have to dance and just pick her up and show her how. I asked him if that was how he had learned how to dance, and he said, no, he just knows how to dance. Duh.
Hey, remember back in June when I said I couldn't stop listening to K'naan's new CD, Troubadour? Well, you are going to hear a whole lot more of one of the singles I mentioned, Waving Flag, because it is going to be remixed as the anthem for the 2010 World Cup of Soccer! Ya for K'naan!!!! It sounds like they are going to be re-writing the words, to make it more "uplifting", since the lyrics are pretty bleak, but either way, it is such an awesome song. I am so excited to hear it all over the World Cup next summer. Well, except as the theme song for Coca Cola ads, but I'll overlook that.
More proof I need to curtail my son's exposure to pop music: he asked yesterday if he could listen to the "Bubble-Raunchy" song. He meant "Paparazzi". He also told me that Madonna is like a really old Lady Gaga.
Wow, I never knew what people were talking about, until now. I am now in my 35th week of pregnancy, and woke up with the urge to wash, fold, sort, and put away/give away every piece of clothing in the house. Given my cold/flu, and the inability to walk up and down stairs more than a couple times without a break, I managed to get all the bed linens changed, the bed rails taken off my son's bed, and finally remove the change pad from his dresser. His room is finally a little boy room. He practiced rolling off the bed, just to demonstrate 1) the prematurity of my actions, and 2) his need to make sleeping in our bed between us a permanent solution to nocturnal gravity.
The other day I showed ReRe a picture in a magazine of a couple kids roasting hotdogs over a fire. He looked concerned, and said they shouldn't be camping without their parents.
Now, there are few consumer items in the world that I will plug, since I feel like we could all get along with a little less, but there is one purchase I made recently that I wanted to share. I was invited to a Pampered Chef party at my friends' place, with plans to only replace my cheese grater. I had ReRe with me, and he was getting a little bored, so the woman who was doing the demonstration invited him to help her cut up strawberries for the recipe she was making. I looked at her like she was crazy, giving a knife to a 3-year-old, until she pulled out a knife called My Safe Cutter, which is duller than a butter knife (literally, no cutting edge) but serrated in a way that cuts through many fruits, breads, and other softer foods that kids could cut themselves. ReRe cut up a whole slew of strawberries with it, which impressed me, and got me thinking about when his sous-chef training could start. The other thing is that it is only $5, well made and guaranteed, so if it breaks, Pampered Chef will replace it. ReRe knows exactly where it is kept in the kitchen, and uses his to cut his pancakes, bananas, toast, and whatever else he feels like trying.
There are so many things I haven't taken care of yet, and I'm at week 32 of this pregnancy. I haven't cleaned out my office to make room for the nursery, I haven't sorted out ReRe's baby clothes to see what to keep and what we won't likely use again (e.g. sleepers that were cute in the store, and almost impossible to put on a squirmy infant), and I haven't made a clear plan for how I'm going to get ReRe fed, dressed and off to school in the first little while after our new baby arrives. If I don't start making plans, this baby is wearing boys clothes, whether s/he likes it or not, starting off in Pull-Ups, and sleeping with ReRe.
I can post this knitting project now since it was knit for my sister, and today was her birthday. This isn't just any kind of cardigan; this is a Cowichan sweater, named after the Cowichan First Nation from Vancouver Island who learned how to raise sheep and knit their wool from Scottish settlers. These sweaters are almost always knit with naturally coloured yarn, from unspun wool (practically still roving) and usually have some sort of First Nations motifs worked into them in a symmetrical and stylized way. Having grown up on Vancouver Island, this type of sweater never seemed exotic to me (just like smoked salmon) so I was shocked when I saw one in a souvenir shop for $500!
