This Moment

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Knitting Progress

A few weeks ago I met a lovely woman at my new favourite mother-meeting spot – Winslow’s Home, which seems to be a great place to bump into other people who like homely little stores and coffee with their babies.  It was a lovely sunny day, so we were all sitting outside, I was entertaining Kazuo and attempting to make a little more progress on the only thing I have managed to knit him this year.  She had an inquisitive two-year old who wanted to see the baby… and so we got chatting about our fledgling knitting skills.

I started really knitting last year after several not terribly successful forays earlier in my life, including the time Dianna helped me rather disastrously adapt a cardy pattern for myself, and the sleeves ended up with big bulbous bat-like underarms… NOT a good look.  And when I say I started really knitting… well, I do just mean dabbling in baby clothes.  Knitting for a newborn is encouraging as even a total slowpoke like me can pull something together in a few weeks if they really try.

It was lovely to have Kazuo in a few things I had made myself last winter – and he has been really lucky that my mother, her friends, my aunt and my sister have all click-clacked away on his behalf too… so no chance of him getting cold!  This winter I even had stashed away a cardy that grew as I knitted it (though think it will have to wait for next winter actually) and he even still fits a couple of the 3 – 6 mth jerseys and hats I made.

But I was determined to eek out a few rows here and there so that he would have something new this winter from me.  And here it is, finally!  I sewed it together today as he napped and he wore it out when we went to the Schlafly Bottleworks for a tasty lunch.  It’s a roomy pattern, so I am hoping for some winter wear next year too and the wool is 100% natural NZ wool… sourced by my Mother, from a charity shop in her town.  Yayy for freegan knitting!

My knitting at night causes a bit of concern for Akira, a film buff who (understandably, but don’t tell him I said that) finds my noisy hobby a little distracting.  But tonight I was so exhilarated by FINALLY completing this project that I just had to skein up some glorious blue wool our friend Dave’s fiancee Julia sent me in October… and start knitting a hat for the wee guy.  I don’t know when I will get it done, but it is actually kinda fun to have something ongoing on the needles, and I seem to have found my (somewhat slow) knitting mojo again now it is cold.  So I was grateful that Akira found us something to watch (This is England – grim… but compelling) that meant I could make a start.  Something to do on quiet moments (???) on the plane.

Film

It took us several months to get life into enough of a rhythm that we didn’t get to the end of each day and just fall exhaustedly into bed.  But once we had reached that happy place, it was obvious that we needed to reintroduce the joy of film into our lives.  We had dispensed with the telly… so what better way to spend our lovely evenings than by watching film?  So we signed up for Netflix and it has revived our quiet evenings.

One big change though… I cannot sit through a whole film anymore – so your standard 90min feature has become like a short series, and anything over two hours is like a soap opera – where we choose the cliff hangers based on whether or not I can prop my eyelids open.  But at least we are getting there, and by the end of most weekends we have watched at least one new film… we are slowly plowing through our carefully crafted list of desirable films (Akira has devoted happy hours to rating the hundreds of films he has seen) and I may even find time to give you some reviews in future.

In the meantime, it has been a long old week, I am grateful to have made it to the end – but tonight my eyes will not stay open past 10.30pm – so we have begun watching the very enlightening and engaging Persepolis… hoping to catch the end of it tomorrow night.

persepolis