Here's a 6 x 6 mosaic of some recent flickr favorites of mine. You can click on the image to go the flickr page where all the links are to each individual photo.
And the third 6? Well, Kyrie tagged me for the 6 weird things about me meme. And seeing as how she's probably in labor, like right now, I thought I would oblige. It's tough, though. As she noted, you get used to yourself and stop thinking that things about you are weird. Are these?
1. Certain numbers seem very right and others not. This is somewhat affecting my knitting designs, since if I need a person to cast on around 45 sts, more often than not I'll go ahead up to 47 (an auspicious Star Trek number). Or I'll go out of my way to have a cast on be a double digit, like 11 or 22 or 33. These are always the best numbers, 11 in particular. When I was nearing labor and heading out to the hospital on May 10th, I knew Sebastian would be born the next day because the 11th was a good day to be born. I am suspicious of 4.
2. I still watch Star Trek Voyager every night. Sometimes two episodes a night. I'm wearing out the disks. Did you hear that people? Wearing. Out. DVDs. They will no longer play. As my friend Melissa said about her 2-year-old taking her books out and putting them back all day, "It's like the ocean."
3. We get dressed in the basement. We have a whole beautiful dressing room down there, with a metal bar that goes from the dryer around the room like a dry-cleaner's rack. Our house is just so small and this way we don't have to carry clothes up and down. Our house is so much neater now that we built this.
4. For one year, in 1998 I think it was, I recorded everything I worried about, typing it all out onto a long piece of parchment paper on a vintage typewriter. My husband would wake up and hear me banging away in the living room, worrying about shit like "cat could have cancer" (not even remotely a problem at that time, and still not).
5. I was on a synchronized swim team as a little girl, and I still miss it.
6. I once built a
10' tall mound out of interoffice envelopes. Not to mention my
25' foot fountain of garbage. It didn't feel weird at the time, but looking back I could see how it might seem strange. And I'm tired, so I'm taking the mound and the fountain as my freebie. :-)
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Mama K! I hope we meet your little Birdie soon.
