Flickr. Flickr. Flickr. If you've been wondering where I've been, wonder no more. I've been here, on my nascent, newborn, busy-watchin'-its-Baby Einstein-developmental-videos, still-in-diapers Flickr site. (And yes, I saw that movie, and yes, I actually thought it was funny, sometimes.) I've been adding contacts and tagging photos and trying to avoid feeling overwhelmed by the sheer bigness of it and the talent represented therein. Also, I have been setting up a new group with the lovely Nikki for those who would like to post photos of Wonderful Wallabies. If you don't know the Wallaby, you should, and Nikki's photographs will definitely push you over the edge. It's a super-versatile knit- the handknit version of the hooded sweatshirt. I've finished my first (KnitPicks Swish), I'm working on my second (Peace Fleece) and planning my third (Blue Sky Organic Cotton). I got into Flickr because I wanted a place to store my Project 365 set, and the above photo is yesterday's entry. It has an interesting (if brief) story behind it. Go check it out! Also on Flickr, for those of you who feel the snack love, I have one word for you: CUPCAKES (thanks, Walt).
I am so afraid of failing at this hat. So much so that I delayed beginning it. So much so that I almost let the yarn talk me out of it. So much so that I think I have lost all perspective and I have no idea, currently, whether it is working out or not. This hat is for someone very special, see. And also, it requires that I learn a new technique, which is something I sometimes avoid for fear of failure (are you reading, Mom?). But as you can see, I have started it, and I'm doing okay with the two-handed thingy, but I'm really, really hoping that the whole severe blocking thing works out. Really, really hoping. Oh, and I knit past the place where I should have joined the lining. Am I ripping back? Hells, no. I'm thinking of doing this instead. If you have done this and have clear directions for me, I'll be your best friend.
You'd think these would be the bad, but they are actually the Truly Awful. If this were the SSAT, the analogies section might look like this:
Bad: Julie's Nightmares
a) irritant : Rush Limbaugh
b) weird : David Lynch
c) vast right-wing conspiracy : the resurgence of "preppy"
d) plump and delicious : these cupcakes
Now if you remember from your Kaplan SSAT books, the correct way to approach analogies is to make a phrase that connects the two words. In this case, that phrase would be "..does not even begin to describe.." So now you clearly see that the answer is "all of the above," which of course does not exist because we're talking nightmares here, people, and in nightmares, the correct test answers are invisible. Or the test itself is blank. Or you forgot to ever attend the class in the first place, but still must take the test, which is blank, which you notice at the same time that you realize that you are, of course, naked as a jaybird.
All kidding aside, I have had some truly awful nightmares lately. This is only natural, of course, as events of the past few months have brought into focus some terrible things- death, loss, grief, finality, how fragile we all are. But these dreams. Where I can't save my child or myself. They have to stop.
I remember once Mr. Frick was trying to develop more patience with a particularly irritating (in the above sense) co-worker, and he decided to visualize handing the man a red balloon. "You can't stay pissed off at someone when you're picturing yourself handing them the string to a red balloon," he said. And it seemed to work. Maybe tonight before I go to sleep I'll check out Flickr. Your world just can't come crashing down when there are cupcakes to be had...right?