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September 26, 2005
day off
Ha! I had a whole day off. I didn't have to work, I didn't have to go to the theatre, and I didn't have to do anything I didn't want to. In fact, I lazed around and basically just did whatever I felt like doing. It was great.
Posted by Kate at 11:25 PM | Comments (3)September 23, 2005
boobs! yarn!
I think there's a little something for everyone in this post.
First, I went up to Dark Garden to get fitted for my corset. It was extremely cool, and everybody ooh'd and aaa'd over my new, tiny waist. It really was amazing. I just looked at myself in the mirror and couldn't believe it was me. Just wait until the real thing gets made. It's the world's most beautiful fabric.
Then I made my way blissfully down the Peninsula and eventually wound up at work. The Rowan HAD ARRIVED, but hadn't been entirely unpacked. I did get to see the new sparkly Kidsilk Crack, and several new delicious colors of Cashsoft. Besides the Rowan, there was some new Debbie Bliss. Alpaca Silk DK. I thought I'd died and gone to heaven. Anyway, here's another teaser:
After the yarn fondling, I plunked myself down on the couch with all of the girls for a bit of female bonding. When asked what I was working on, I explained, then ran and tried on the sample sweater. Rebecca screamed, "I have to make that!" and nearly plowed me over trying to get to the Cashsoft to pick a color. Geez. It's not THAT hooty.
Okay, maybe it is.
Posted by Kate at 10:56 PM | Comments (12)September 22, 2005
It's not easy being green
We've had a pretty mellow, but nice week at work. Here is some Actual Knitting Content for all you suckers who still think this is a knitblog.
First, here is a picture of me warming my cold neck at La Bamba with my orange scarf, still on the needles. It's really, unbelievably beautiful up close, and is one of my favorite things I've ever knitted. (And it isn't even finished.)
Next, we have a very bad photo of Nathania trying on the incredibly hoot-tastic Katrina Rib sweater. I am making it in a luscious rose-pink shade of my new favorite yarn, RY Cashsoft DK.
Still with me, girls? Here's the payoff (and a tease). We've been expecting our fall Rowan shipment every day, and today Nick the hot UPS guy brought us a little appetizer.
With Chloe for scale, here's what three boxes of Rowan looks like. We are expecting 21 more boxes, like tomorrow. We warned Nick to get in and out of the store as fast as he could with the rest of the shipment if he didn't want to be drowned in a fog of estrogen.
And that's all I've got. Must work on my Katrina sweater. I need to get past the yoke so when I visit the store (day off, but I'll be going in) I can have one of the GOOD knitters help me adjust the boob area of the pattern. I'm making the S/M size, since it fits me perfectly, except that it's a little too stretchy in the bust. I'm also giving it slightly longer in the hips and sleeves. It's gonna be great. I can't wait to have this yarn next to my skin. Just knitting with it gives me that Special Feeling, and that's all I'm sayin'.
Posted by Kate at 11:28 PM | Comments (4)September 20, 2005
it's alive!
It's been an extremely busy week, and I haven't had much time to post, and I still don't have a computer.
But I am still alive, the show opened successfully, we had a great cast party, and I have been working on my scarf, which is fabulous. I'll try to take some photos of it and be a better blogger.
Posted by Kate at 11:12 AM | Comments (3)September 15, 2005
augh! tagged again!
Evil, Evil Madalyn has tagged me.
Ten years ago: The Mariners were kicking ass, and Rob and I were at least "dating", if not shacked up.
Five years ago: I was working at TiVo, the bubble hadn't totally burst yet, and we still thought we were going to be stinking rich. Ha ha ha.
One year ago: Was SM'ing at Palo Alto Players and starting rehearsals for Scapino! - my hair was red then.
Five snacks: (not necessarily in order of preference)
1. Pringles
2. Plain Lay's
3. Beef jerky
4. ridiculously dark chocolate items
5. Chips and really good salsa
Five songs I know all the words to: (well, these are some songs I like. I know a lot of songs.)
1. "Kiss" - Prince
2. "Stupid Mouth Shut" - Hem
3. "The Sound of Music"
4. "Norwegian Wood" - The Beatles
5. "Dream a Little Dream of Me" - Mamas & the Papas
Five things I would do with $100 million:
1. Get the fuck out of Fremont.
2. Spend like a drunken sailor. (Yarn, shoes, clothes, La Perla underwear, a personal trainer, trips to the spa any time I freaking wanted it, and a couple of cars (to go with my various outfits))
3. Pay off all of my debt.
4. Pay off all of my parents' and sisters' debt
5. Donate to worthy causes.
Five places to run away to:
1. London
2. France (all of it, especially ze south of)
3. Disneyland
4. Amsterdam (if you know what I'm talkin' about)
5. Big Sur
Five things I would never wear:
1. short skirts. The world does not need to see my legs.
2. halter tops
3. pants with pleated fronts
4. dolman sleeves
5. Ferragamo flats. yuck.
Five favorite tv shows:
1. Lost
2. Entourage
3. Curb Your Enthusiasm
4. House
5. Arrested Development
Five biggest joys:
1. Making people laugh
2. knitting
3. cooking
4. brilliant conversation
5. theatre
Favorite toys:
1. TiVo, duh.
2. the Phat Noise thingy in my car
3. the wooden swift at work
4. any of my Addi Naturas
5. TiVo.
Okay, the unwilling victims are Bob (he likes to be first), Margaret, Grace, Miss Buttonwillow, and anybody else who wants to do it. I'd tag the Grumpster, but she'd be all Grumpy.
Posted by Kate at 12:20 AM | Comments (5)September 14, 2005
bad knitting! no biscuit!
The FBS was being very, very naughty, so I gave it a time out. I've started a new, better behaved scarf made out of RY Cashsoft DK and the ever popular Cracksilk Haze. The former is in a lovely coral-y orange, and the latter is in a vibrant marmalade. These two yarns combine into a lofty cashmere-merino-microfiber-mohair-silk blend in the most wonderful sunny orange EVER.
And it's cabled!
Sorry, no pictures. Nyah.
Posted by Kate at 11:58 PM | Comments (0)September 11, 2005
beneath the moon and under the sun
Crazy busy weekend. Saturday morning was all about the theatre, with all the drama one might expect. I returned home, totally spent.
After I caught my breath, Rob and I drove up to Marin and picked Michael up. We drove around the city, stopping for drinkies and oysters at Zuni. Then we took Michael up to Twin Peaks. I love it up there. It's so clean and open and exposed, and the wind blows so hard you have to concentrate to be able to stand up. It was especially difficult that day. I just opened up my arms and let nature have its way with me.
Then we went to Rose and had a scrumptious meal, then went to City Lights. I was eventually dragged, kicking and screaming, away from the poetry section.
Today was our load-in at Renegade. I was sore and exhausted and wrung out, but I made it through the day and eventually got to relax for a bit. I'm still achy and worn out, though. Perhaps I'll get some sleep tonight.
I took this picture of myself on the top of Twin Peaks. I think it perfectly sums up my weekend.
And here's the rest of the pictures that got taken on Saturday.
Posted by Kate at 10:37 PM | Comments (2)September 10, 2005
such great heights
I had a really good day today. I got measured for my corset, which is going to kick ass. It was surprisingly fun getting measured. Alyscia, the lovely girl who took care of me, was kind and sweet, and made me feel totally at ease.
And then I hung out with my dear friend Michael, whom I have not seen in five years. He was familiar and different at the same time, and I felt simultaneously homesick and at home.
Sometimes it sucks to be me, but it didn't today.
Posted by Kate at 12:16 AM | Comments (6)September 8, 2005
Kateus Interruptus
So my laptop is apparently dead, dead, dead like spam. I'm blogging now only because Rob got busted out of his poker game and has loaned me his PowerBook. My posts may be infrequent for a bit, but don't think I still don't love y'all.
random updates:
The FBS is coming along very, very slowly, but the pattern is starting to show, which is super cool.
HE2 still hurts some, and the nighttime halo it creates is awful. It makes driving very unpleasant.
We're watching that "Rome" show on HBO. Boy, there sure is a lot of sex in it.
My little tiny brain is feeling a lot less crazy.
All you need is love.
Posted by Kate at 11:40 PM | Comments (2)September 7, 2005
night and day
ack! laptop meltdown! using rob's mac! please send help!
also, can't fix mistake in FBS! must focus!
Posted by Kate at 11:03 AM | Comments (1)September 4, 2005
I just can't seem to drink you off my mind
warning: this post contains hooty pictures, TMI about my little tiny brain, and has precious little knitting content. (And please don't send me off to Betty Ford. I know this is going to sound like I need to dry out, but I've got it under control, I really do.)
So I've had a pretty suck-tastic week. So suck-tastic that Friday morning I found myself laying on the living room floor, crying so hard that it made a puddle. The sight of the puddle was so pathetic that it was briefy comical and it made me rush for the phone to call my doctor to see if she could give me something that would make me stop weeping so much that I was damaging the wood floor.
Anyway, she gave me some Atavan. I'd only had it once, when I had some teeth pulled, and BOY, did I like it. So I thought that was pretty cool. I took one and was able to mostly get through the rest of the day. Then later that night I was feeling really sucky again, and I took another Atavan with, of course, some wine. (Well, the label didn't say NOT to!)
So then Saturday morning I got up and I felt pretty okay. I was expecting a bit of a hangover, since the "some wine" was actually "a lot of wine". But I felt okay. However, there was a strange thing in my room. It was Rob's tuxedo shirt. I asked him if he knew anything about it, and he said he didn't. It was laying fairly neatly in the corner near my stacks of unread books. I had ABSOLUTELY NO recollection of having retrieved it from the garment bag where it usually lives.
So anyway, the rest of the day sucked colossally. I had a couple glasses of wine, and Rob made these really kickass carnitas tacos for dinner, so (since I was out of wine), I made myself my new favorite drinkie - Odwalla Summertime Lime, club soda and a splash of either tequila or vodka. Obviously I chose tequila. Oh, and an Atavan.
ANYWAY, strangeness followed. I woke up in the middle of the night and discovered that I was in bed with my pajamas and earrings on. I remedied the situation and went back to sleep. Later I woke up and reached for my glass of water, and was very surprised that the glass was full of my lime/club soda/tequila drinkie. And it gets weirder. This morning the phone rang at 10:30 and woke me up out of a very, very sound sleep. This is odd, because I deliberately don't keep the phone in my room. After grilling Rob, it turns out I'd gotten a phone call late at night and taken the phone upstairs with me. I have no recollection of this whatsoever. And then I found my pants and my bra in a strange (but tell-tale) place - on the stairs. While in the shower, I demanded a re-telling of the night's festivities. Apparently there were some, and I remember almost nothing. Oddly, however, I woke up entirely un-hungover. I was a little dizzy, but my head felt great.
After I showered, I tore downstairs and went through my sent-mail folders and discovered that I hadn't drunk e-mailed anybody. (Although I did find an AIM window that shed some light on the situation) My credit card was laying on the ottoman. I asked Rob what I'd bought, and he said it had something to do with the Flying Spaghetti Monster. I have no recollection of this. I'm just going to wait and be surprised.
And then I saw my camera on the couch. Rob said "I don't think you took any pictures last night." HA. Was he wrong.
Anyhow, that was that. We went out and were running errands, and then all of a sudden it hit me. When I'd had Atavan when I'd had my teeth pulled, I remembered the whole operation part, but I'd napped a little on the way home and afterwards remembered ABSOLUTELY nothing after leaving the dentist's office. Apparently it makes me forgetful. So that made me feel a little less like a junkie.
We went to Santana Row and poked around at Borders, then Rob nicely let me go into Anthropologie. I tried on a bunch of hoot-tastic shirts (I let Rob into the dressing room, but he was not much help in the choosing. I think he was traumatized by a dressing room as a small child.) Since I never rely on mirrors, I whipped out the camera to see if I thought a particular shirt was too hooty.
It was, so I bought it. Then we trucked on over to Tom and Gail's for the commuknity barbecue shindig, which was lots of fun. I didn't bring my knitting (because I'm mad at it), but Chloe and Nathania and Juanita all did. I took some pictures which I'll post later, but I will share this one of Chloe disguised as the Unaknitter (or was it Knitabomber?).
We had a really nice time at the party, and now we're home watching the Mariners. And I'm drinking lots and lots of water, just to make up for all the wine.
Posted by Kate at 11:36 PM | Comments (8)September 1, 2005
Violets Love Dew
I don't have much to say tonight, so I'll keep it brief. I've been sorely neglecting a bunch of stuff that I really need to get done, but I just don't have the strength to do any of it.
The Slytherin scarf is bound off, finally, and Nathania helped me cast on the FBS today. I've got a couple inches done, but it's the kind of work I can't do in the dark, so I can only do a little at a time before it hurts too much.
But then, everything else hurts, too.
Posted by Kate at 8:26 PM | Comments (4)