I was left to my own devices for a few days and I took full advantage of the opportunity. I haven't been empty nesting long enough that I don't wallow in the joy of alone time. I honestly do not understand how anyone can be bored.
My mission...to create something wonderful from all this lusciousness. I have found the best outlet for zippers and I can have as many as I want for 25 cents each. I spent time at the second hand book store and lugged home several website design books and an incredible Kaffe Fassett book. His photographs are like poetry for your eyes. I know, I know, it sounds soooo trite, but pick up a copy of Passionate Patchwork, have a glass of wine, and let the colors pour over you. Trite or not, it is a treat for the spirit.
I was lucky enough to be at the right place at the right time to collect some awesome sample books just as the designer was about to load them into the dumpster. I cut them up and will add those zippers to make some gift card pouches. I hear the bells on Santa's sleigh already!
Then there is this yummy pile of yarny goodness that is the booty from a Ravelry "So You Think You Can Dance"swap. I had Jeannine and I have loved finding sweet woolen treats on my doorstep each day. So what will I knit first...too much yarn, not enough time...
BTW, there is another season of SYTYCD already on air. I used to wait with great anticipation until the new season began each summer. In fact, it did not feel like summer until I heard Mary Murphy screaming like a train whistle on the Hot Tamale Express. I loved knowing that each summer I could expect to see remarkable dancers on my very own television. I am so disappointed that the producers in Nigel land have chosen to suck the specialness out of one of my favorite shows.
Project Runway is my other favorite show and you know what those producers did.
Old Age Alert
Do you remember when The Wizard of OZ used to be broadcast once a year on network television? We waited all year for the flying monkeys to terrorize us as they carried Dorothy and Toto off to the Wicked Witch's lair. (OL E O. OL E O.) If you were lucky enough to have a "colored tv" you could invite your friends and family over to watch the screen change from black and white to technicolor as Dorothy stepped out into Munchkinland. (We represent the Lollipop Kids...) Now, our family did not get a color set until 1968, so we would beg for an invitation to the neighbors' house for that magic moment.
By the time my children were old enough to enjoy the terror and the wonder of the color change, everyone had color tv. In fact, you could BUY a tape of the Wizard of Oz and children everywhere could watch the movie - and fast forward through the scary part - anytime they wanted. Sucks the romance right out of Oz, and SYTYCD, if you ask me.
Which you didn't.