Monday Blather

Did I say I liked March? What the hell was I thinking. I woke up Sunday morning to two inches of new snow. It's been in the 20s. I am not happy. I think I was remembering Marches long past ... when I was growing up, March was much milder. But then, winter started much earlier, too. The seasons were more 'normal' then ... October was crisp, November was the beginning of winter; in March spring really began. It seems to me that the seasons have shifted oddly ... October is still quite warm, this year November and even December were quite mild. Yet winter lingers through March, and the cold damp weather continues into June.

Odd. But anyway ... I've been in a bad weather slump. I'm getting the winter blues, cabin fever, sick of the cold and snow. Way more than ready for warm weather.

Sunday I was in such a slump, I slept (off and on) till noon. Then, feeling particularly slack-ass, I made myself get up and go for a walk - yes, an actual walk, out of doors, in the snow. After that the Dread Reverend took me out to dinner. That was the extent of my activity for the day. Otherwise, I barely made it through the 4:00 episode of Midsomer Murders, and went to bed by 8:00. Sad.

I did convince myself to do some project work this evening. I was getting tired of being such a slacker. I got out the light box, and traced the embroidery pattern onto the second half of the pirate shirt front opening, and began the embroidery. So that's moving along. I didn't even do any sewing Sunday, so the Mamluk tunic is behind schedule. Hopefully in the coming week, or at the least this weekend, I'll get back to it. That's going to be some intricate embroidery, so I need to get started on it soon, to get it done by the May event.

Log cabin is spiraling along. It's getting big - big enough for a lap blanket now, but noooo, that's not good enough. I'm determined to make it at least full-bed-sized. Right. What started as a 'simple little project' to get me through a Celtic Icon slump has turned into my life's work. The larger it gets, the longer each patch is (of course) and it's really turning into a large project. But I'm desperately in love with it ... the bright colors, the soft fuzzy comforting feel, the idea of looking at such a large thing and realizing, I made each and every stitch. Myself. One at a time. Amazing. This is definitely going to become a favorite knitted thing. I just didn't think it through too much when I started it, and didn't think about how large it was going to be. Probably a good thing ... had I thought about the idea of knitting a whole entire blanket, I may have thought twice about it. I'm glad I didn't.

I guess I have nothing else useful to say, so I'll go now. Hopefully project progress will ensue throughout the week, and I'll regale you with pictures, at some point.