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Jun. 23rd, 2008 11:51 ami had a really nice weekend.
friday ross and i had susan over. we watched some old house episodes and had italian food. watching house with susan is really funny. everything bothers her from a medical perspective – but it doesn’t make her hate the show. it just makes her yell diagnosis at the characters…which are sometimes right, but not often. i love it.
saturday i got up early – just on my own, and headed over to the stitch n’ bitch at como park. there were a bunch of spinners there – including one who offered me lessons, but since i have a source for free lessons and hers are not free, i will not be taking her up on that. they were all very encouraging. i have discovered that my clapotis is off on my stitch count, so i am having to frog it back to where it makes sense again.
the good news is that afterward, i met up with rebecca – a lady from the knitter’s pallete group – and she helped me figure out what i am doing wrong with ross’s brioche hat. progress is being made.
ross and i went for a bike ride. really saturday was lovely.
and yesterday was a whole lot of relaxing. sometimes i feel like i should be going to a museum or something with my weekend…but it really is nice to be able to just relax too.
i am reading the bostonians by henry james….and i hate it. but i am tremendously enjoying figuring out why i hate it. so far i’ve got two reasons. the first has to do with the 1st person narrative. the narrator is not a character in this book – he’s just present and he’s present in an extremely annoying way, inserting opinions of what is going on without ever introducing himself or establishing the validity of his presence. it pisses me off. i like frame stories, but there has to be a REASON for the outside perspective to engage me and make it worth it to me to put up with a stupid, distracting, peanut gallery. i like forming my own opinions, thank you.
the second thing that bothers me about james is that it is full of naval gazing. james is a master of suggesting things and allowing psychology to create tension…but nothing HAPPENS. it’s all just what’s going on in these characters brains ad nauseum. and i really like knowing a character’s motivations, but i do not enjoy listening to characters mentally masturbate. it’s boring. he does it very well. but it’s still boring.
today i will be going to the grocery after work today and picking up stuff in preparation for ross’s surgery on wednesday and for myself the wednesday after. we need a humidifier. and baby oil. and popsicles and ice cream and gatorade.
also i am still at 100 crunches. go me!
friday ross and i had susan over. we watched some old house episodes and had italian food. watching house with susan is really funny. everything bothers her from a medical perspective – but it doesn’t make her hate the show. it just makes her yell diagnosis at the characters…which are sometimes right, but not often. i love it.
saturday i got up early – just on my own, and headed over to the stitch n’ bitch at como park. there were a bunch of spinners there – including one who offered me lessons, but since i have a source for free lessons and hers are not free, i will not be taking her up on that. they were all very encouraging. i have discovered that my clapotis is off on my stitch count, so i am having to frog it back to where it makes sense again.
the good news is that afterward, i met up with rebecca – a lady from the knitter’s pallete group – and she helped me figure out what i am doing wrong with ross’s brioche hat. progress is being made.
ross and i went for a bike ride. really saturday was lovely.
and yesterday was a whole lot of relaxing. sometimes i feel like i should be going to a museum or something with my weekend…but it really is nice to be able to just relax too.
i am reading the bostonians by henry james….and i hate it. but i am tremendously enjoying figuring out why i hate it. so far i’ve got two reasons. the first has to do with the 1st person narrative. the narrator is not a character in this book – he’s just present and he’s present in an extremely annoying way, inserting opinions of what is going on without ever introducing himself or establishing the validity of his presence. it pisses me off. i like frame stories, but there has to be a REASON for the outside perspective to engage me and make it worth it to me to put up with a stupid, distracting, peanut gallery. i like forming my own opinions, thank you.
the second thing that bothers me about james is that it is full of naval gazing. james is a master of suggesting things and allowing psychology to create tension…but nothing HAPPENS. it’s all just what’s going on in these characters brains ad nauseum. and i really like knowing a character’s motivations, but i do not enjoy listening to characters mentally masturbate. it’s boring. he does it very well. but it’s still boring.
today i will be going to the grocery after work today and picking up stuff in preparation for ross’s surgery on wednesday and for myself the wednesday after. we need a humidifier. and baby oil. and popsicles and ice cream and gatorade.
also i am still at 100 crunches. go me!