Please excuse the absence
It has been a long time since my last post, and I wish I had been better about keeping up with what has been going on. May was overwhelming because I had to finish up the academic year and my prelim portfolio for my program. This included putting together a syllabus for a class I want to teach, writing lectures, and revising papers on the theory and methodology in my area of psychology. Luckily, I found out last week that I passed, and the prelim is now officially behind me. I needed the good news last week, too-- June didn't quite turn out the way I had expected, because my grandmother got sick and was admitted to the hospital, and last week she passed away. As a result, I was in Cleveland quite a bit, and then back in her hometown in Pennsylvania. I got back to Ann Arbor this past Sunday, and I'm still settling back in. It feels like I had been gone for a year, and I'm glad to get back to my work and knitting.
It hadn't really been an occasion for picture taking (or celebrating, though I did have a lovely birthday celebration with my family last week). But I did have one funny knitting related story to share. I've been working off and on for a while now on another scribble lace scarf, with a deep violet (almost eggplant colored) mohair yarn and a shiny green, brown, orange, and white yarn making up the scribbles. When my grandma was in the hospital and my family was staying with her all day and night, it would get a little rough sitting in the room for so many hours not doing anything. I finally decided to pull out my project and get a few rows done, and looked for an empty chair in her room to sit in. All the chairs were filled, so I sat in the extra wheelchair in the corner of the room. I didn't think much of it, but my uncle Joel saw me sitting in the wheelchair and knitting, and cracked up-- he thought I looked just like a little old lady and offered to wheel me around so I could show everyone what I was working on. I suppose it was a funny sight, and we all needed a laugh. I did make some progress on the scarf, though it has a ways to go. I've found it hard to knit such fine, slippery yarn with the big, dull bamboo circular needles. Slow and hard, but worth it in the end-- I love the scribble lace I made last year for my mom, and can really picture myself wearing this one in the fall.














