http://www.ted.com/talks/view/lang/eng//id/519
Whoever happens to be following this blog, or really, anyone alive, should watch this video (linked above). Just one word: in-credible.
Really. Check it out.
On a slightly related note, I've been able to take advantage of some of the quiet-er time during the day when I have just my baby with me to crank out some crochet work. It has been, in a word, FUN. I'll have to (for reals this time) post a picture of my latest project. It's supposed to be a potholder of sorts, but which will, with any luck, morph into a rug or something bigger. Essentially, it's a bunch of crochet 'buttons' done up around root-beer caps. Adam calls them my 'coral polyps'. I have a good 48 made up right now. The only thing holding it up now is that I've used up all caps at my disposal. But, then, I discovered today I can still stitch up the 'polyps' without a cap. It's just a little, uh... limper than the others. I have all sorts of ideas on how to assemble these.
This whole 'thing' is bringing back memories of the summer Andrew was born and I decided that selling my crochet wares (which consisted of an uncanny number of baby hats... even for someone with three young kids) at the Cheney farmers market would just be the best idea ever.
Yes, selling winter hats in the middle of August was one of my better ideas.
Actually, the hats went pretty well. It was the cheap scratchy yarn baby blankets that didn't fare so well. Or the full size adult scarves.
Good memories though. Baby Andrew would sit on my lap in our designated mostly-shady spot from 12-4 every Wednesday afternoon, even now and then disappearing mostly under his blanket to eat. Now and then having to borrow the local thrift store's notorious bathroom to change an occasional (3-4 in a four hour period) diaper.
Hmmm. I really do remember it fondly though. Not sure what I was thinking, but it seemed important at the time.
--one last note: once you get to the link, just press the download button. You should be able to watch the video without any trouble.----
Everyone must breath until their dying breath. (Regina Spektor)
Friday, September 9, 2011
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