Tuesday, July 29, 2008
The bird came together first and looks oddly cute and perky. Then Prince Charming called out to be made so he could send a hug down to a friend in Georgia. Both came together on the same day in about 6 hours total. I will definitely be making more of these!
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
I am tickled to death about my very first knitted sock! Made from purple sheep's wool from my deceased grandmother's trip to New Zealand, it's warm, cozy, and hideous!
And yet there is beauty in it's holes and awkward seams. Each represents a learning curve. Somehow it fits like a dream and is now my most treasured sock because I made it (not quite all by myself, thanks Becca!).
at 4:34 PM
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
(First, apologies to any animal lovers, I can vouch for the happy life of the second sheep, but unfortunately the first is a story I'll never know)
Ahh...the joys of being a married biology major. One minute your dissecting a sheep eyeball, carefully separating the muscles from the sclera, disconnecting the lens from the ciliary bodies, and slicing around the iris, not through it! The next minute your slicing and dicing another part of a sheep, but instead of throwing it into the bio-hazard bag, you throw it into your skillet.
So there I was cutting the fat off of some lamb shoulder for dinner. And this was NOT Mary's "little" lamb. This lamb must have looked like one big, rotund, squishy hairball with four little legs sticking out and not touching the ground. This lamb had FAT!
I entertained myself by trying to name the various muscles and tendons, figuring out where they had been attached, and contemplating the God who made such incredibly intricate things. After about 30 minutes of cutting fat off of 3/4 lb of lamb and still struggling (profusely sweating), an enlightening verse popped into my head:
What God has joined, let no man separate.
I've never understood that verse so well :)
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Tuesday, January 15, 2008
I was reading a blog set in Norway and dreaming of my ancestral homeland, with out of the corner of my eye I spied a quiet flurry of white. Day dreams do come true! And now I must quickly get away and walk in this second time of snow. All baking projects are ceased to enjoy the perfect afternoon delight!
....................................................Edit to update: You know you are a southerner when you grab your camera to go for a simple two hour hike in the snow and come back with 100 pictures of snow... just snow. To top it all off, somehow I found 20 short videos of it snowing. Yeah, nothing was going on but snow. Yeesh, I either need to get used to the snow or get a life. But it was fun!