as well as can be expected, really
Jun. 26th, 2021 04:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ironymaidenoh lawd it's hot, we're sitting in the dark as still as possible. (no air conditioning, it's 98F right now and it will be hotter tomorrow and Monday. the last time it got this hot here was in 2009.) the dog is at daycare in the ac until later in the evening - they're not doing any afternoon walks today because they're worried about burning pupper feet on the hot sidewalk. i got a haircut this afternoon, and impulse-bought gelato for C and me on the way home. it was a race against time - with a cup of gelato in each hand, both melting and dripping like mad, me licking up what drips i could while walking home as fast as i could and trying not to get chocolate on my clothes.
fortunately there was someone in the elevator to punch buttons and C had the door propped open to the hall so it wasn't TOO hard to get home and shove the cups into the freezer before i washed my hands. i suspect there's gelato all over my keys and in my purse, but it was worth it. C had Theo chocolate and Hawaiian macadamia hazelnut, and i had lemon meringue pie and bourbon vanilla.
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i haven't written for a while because i didn't want to write about my dead parent feelings. i was able to talk about a nice memory of Dad without getting upset while i was getting my hair cut today, so that was good and getting better, i think. (C tells me that he got surprise grief every so often for a few years, so i will just need to roll with that.) the memory was that before i was in school full time i used to go along with Dad when he got his hair cut - old school barbershop where you walk in and then hang out and shoot the shit until a chair is open for you. they always had comic books, and those are my first memories of reading comics.* all this spurred by my stylist's Barbicide jar which appears to be completely unchanged in the intervening years.
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i spun a self-striping true three-ply yarn from two space dyed braids of BFL wool, which i was not really skilled enough to do and will probably not attempt again for a long time. it involves a lot of weighing and being extremely consistent...and ultimately being willing to break the plies and edit when things just aren't lining up. but it's done now and in the ball it is very much what i hoped, the kind of gradual transition between the color bands that you get in Noro but a three-ply. i probably should feature it in a sweater since it will wear hard, but i'm looking at some sideways shawls that i'm more likely to wear.
*and the ubiquitous Hostess ads which apparently dates me pretty exactly
fortunately there was someone in the elevator to punch buttons and C had the door propped open to the hall so it wasn't TOO hard to get home and shove the cups into the freezer before i washed my hands. i suspect there's gelato all over my keys and in my purse, but it was worth it. C had Theo chocolate and Hawaiian macadamia hazelnut, and i had lemon meringue pie and bourbon vanilla.
***
i haven't written for a while because i didn't want to write about my dead parent feelings. i was able to talk about a nice memory of Dad without getting upset while i was getting my hair cut today, so that was good and getting better, i think. (C tells me that he got surprise grief every so often for a few years, so i will just need to roll with that.) the memory was that before i was in school full time i used to go along with Dad when he got his hair cut - old school barbershop where you walk in and then hang out and shoot the shit until a chair is open for you. they always had comic books, and those are my first memories of reading comics.* all this spurred by my stylist's Barbicide jar which appears to be completely unchanged in the intervening years.
* * *
i spun a self-striping true three-ply yarn from two space dyed braids of BFL wool, which i was not really skilled enough to do and will probably not attempt again for a long time. it involves a lot of weighing and being extremely consistent...and ultimately being willing to break the plies and edit when things just aren't lining up. but it's done now and in the ball it is very much what i hoped, the kind of gradual transition between the color bands that you get in Noro but a three-ply. i probably should feature it in a sweater since it will wear hard, but i'm looking at some sideways shawls that i'm more likely to wear.
*and the ubiquitous Hostess ads which apparently dates me pretty exactly
