Insubordiknit

Gifts and home improvment

How freakin' cool are these? The first one says dye fiber, dye and the second says dyed and spun to death. I got them in the mail from an amazing woman named Therese (that I met at spinning camp) in exchange for a coupla monster faces. They're so rad I can't even decide where to affix them so I've just been pinning them on whatever I'm wearing at the time. I wish she had a website, if she gets one, I'll be sure to post it!

In another amazing show of kindness, a woman that bought many monster hats from me sent me some of the most delicious bath products evah! I've been walking around smelling like a pumpkin pie for days! Shwoomp!! Check it out and smell good!

Photo spin (where I spin and take pictures) of my new, dedicated, fiber studio. B-ill took his guitars and hightailed it outta here and I worked on it for days! There's the carding station (which comes complete with the lovely Bettina), the roving and computer station, and the sewing/textile shelving station (which comes complete with kazoo playing Little Bit). I'm pretty happy with it and am hoping that all the fiber hides the atrocious walls, which were like that when we bought the house. Half torn off wall paper, exposed drywall backing. What's a girl to do? I've though about ripping off all that I can and then putting a thin coat of plaster over the whole thing, adobe like, then painting it warm fall tones. Any other ideas? I love a good house project that I can do myself.

Speaking of house projects I can't do myself... These past two weeks, my nieghbors must think I've started running a brothel, or at least the best little whorehouse in baltimore, though I'm missing the particular grandiosity of Dolly Parton, you know...the hair...But the steady stream of estimators resemble good ole Burt in one important way, mustachios! Yep, apparantly they're making a comeback, all big and solo (no beard) on the doughy pink-faced man. In and out all day they are. Finally it's over and the work will commence this weekend. First the roof! Which for me means no more bowls placed around the kitchen whenever it begins to precipitate outside. Then the bathroom, ahhhhh, the bathroom. A dream come true. This is no indulgance, people. We tore out the bathroom the first week we moved in (almost 2 years ago), down to the studs! No walls, no door, no floor, no shiny white objects used for bathing or washing or uh...eliminating. For almost a year we bathed at friends houses, and peeed in the basement stage toilet. Then the amazing b-ill (with help from my Charm City Kitty Club's jody, aka Lucky Baltimore) put a floor in the bathroom, and finally a toilet. He also installed a stall shower in the basement -- it's cold and dreary, but at least I've got pumpkin pie salt scrubs to make it nice. The real bathroom is still without walls, a door, a tub, and a sink, but all that's about to change! Yep. After several estimates, I've settled on a local little old man with his own little old company. He'll get started as soon as his broken hip is all the way mended...should be the first week in decemeber.

As for spinning news, there's been tons around here. Lots of it experimental. I'm trying to come up with just one new way of spinning a month, though I'm not sure I've reached any...unless naked counts. But I do have lotsa funky new yarns. Sorry about the lack of a Sunday update, I needed to replenish my stock and also had several custom jobs to do. This sunday it'll be big and exciting.