Just when I was starting to back off a little and gain the ability to once again accept what ever is coming, my friend Vicki has to send me a load of pictures of an amazing ranch that she and her friends visited on the outskirts of Yellowstone. Come on, woman! I know that she is just trying to torture me, showing me pictures of wild critters and wide open spaces and no freeway noise. What I want to know, with all of this nature and fly fishing and horse riding is how short the cocktail hour was before people fell face down in their soup! Fresh clean air can be intoxicating enough! Evil woman...I may have to spin something just her color and wave it in front of her face.
So, yesterday. It was all about me, myself and I with the help of the ever present Thundering Herd. 
I figured that it was time to see how much the SpinTech could do for me and so I vowed to get an 8 ounce bobbin of that blue silk/merino filled. Yes, I DID do it but it took me a lot longer than I had planned, simply because I have Pay Attention Disorder. .
Now, if I were once again locked into the house with the windows of the living room papered shut, I might have been able to fire this up in a few hours, but NO! I am sitting with the ST sitting on my grandmother's hope chest, spinning and staring out into the poor garden that was ravaged by the long long long withering heat spell.
Can I just sit there and spin? NOOOOOOOOO...I justify the hummingbird attention span by saying that if I sit and spin on the ST for several hours, my lard ass will turn into a bigger lard ass and I will be crippled from just sitting there feeding fiber into this thing. Fine! So what do I do the rest of the day? I alternate between spinning this silk/merino and digging August baked clay soil (I thought that I had finally softened most of this place...) saying that the ST is going to make me lazy...
Yeah, right...lazy. Just thankful for a freakishly cool day after all of that searing heat. It was so cool (and is again today) that I had to find some socks for my ever present Mephisto sandals. It was a day of spinning and digging and introspection and the occasional plaintive bark of a certain little puppy man that is starting to feel his Oats. Poor kid...he looks at me and gets a weird look on his face and barks, simply because he has NO idea what is going on with a certain part of his anatomy. Oy. Knock it off...I know that you love me but let's go chase a ball. (see, another reason that it took me so long to spin that blue stuff...these dangly bits are going to have to go, soon...poor baby. Poor Tank!)
The sleeves from hell are almost a matched pair, people.
Oh, my friend Brenda has finished and released her Shoal Waters Cardigan pattern, which is a wonderful vision completed with my Seaglass colorway and Sheila's buttons. I just know that it will be a big hit because the design will be wonderful for all shapes and sizes...not just Brenda's narrow figure. :o) I hope to get my pile of patterns from her soon. so that I can take them to King's Mt . Hmmm, time to fire up some more of that yarn. :o)
Pay-Attention-Disorder....hmmmmm...I like that. I've always thought of it as "Libra disease."
Posted by: kim | August 16, 2005 at 09:16 AM
See, only a Libra, especially one who shares my birthday could get away with that. Hah!
Posted by: Lisa S | August 16, 2005 at 09:28 AM
I too like the term pay attention disease. I think my children would agree that I have this disorder and I'm a sagitarius;-)
Posted by: elizabeth | August 16, 2005 at 09:50 AM
Lisa, the blue really is just stupidendous, and the matched set sleeves are your usual brilliant work. Talk about pea green envy - that stuff just comes right out of your head and onto the needles. Oy! Glad to hear the Tankinator is doing well, too! :-)
Posted by: Sam | August 16, 2005 at 09:52 AM
Oh, Sagittarians...I seem to be collecting Sag friends by the fistful these days. Yummy, warm, cuddly and shirt off of the back people. Some of my very favorites. My stepfather was one, my MIL is one, my grandson is going to be one! Not to mention, Sheila and Elizabeth and Kerry and Vicki and Vicki (future daughter in law). See? It's all good...Libra and Sag understand one another.
Yeah Sam...right out of my head, which is why the are the sleeves from Hades. My head was not pooting out more than worry and concern, which can certainly block that brain to needle connection. Ugh. On we go...
Posted by: Lisa S | August 16, 2005 at 10:13 AM
There's a very good liklihood that Brenda's FIRST pattern was ordered by me. Ask her if my guess is correct. Anyhooooo... I do love it in seaglass. You've hugged me, so you know my size; how much seaglass do I need?
Helen
Posted by: Helen in NH | August 16, 2005 at 12:53 PM
Helen, I KNOW that you were the first one because Brenda was very excited to tell me. I have no idea how much you are going to need...you will just have to wait and see what SHE who designs things sez. I'm just the dyer...
Posted by: Lisa S | August 16, 2005 at 01:01 PM
Hey, love that description--we Sagittarians are glad to claim you as an honorary one, too, if it involves a description like that. Thanks, Lisa! (And you didn't even know you were letting me pat myself on the back like that.)
Posted by: AlisonH | August 16, 2005 at 01:07 PM
Ohhh the color on the wheel you are spinning....looks soooo warm and nice!
Hehe...Pay-Attention-Disorder...he...okay, i'll buy that one...i think!*GRIN*
Poor Tankie! But i agree with you, that it's best that the bits go!:-)
Posted by: Helle From Denmark | August 17, 2005 at 02:26 AM
so that's where my lard ass came from ;-0
count me in as another sag! helen's bday is right next to mine.
Posted by: vanessa | August 17, 2005 at 03:29 AM
Ehhh...when is it Lisa's birthday.....?? I gotta know that Lisa!!!*GRIN*
Posted by: Helle From Denmark | August 17, 2005 at 05:36 AM