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September 13, 2018


pre-hurricane unraveling
posted by soe 1:45 am

Pre-Hurricane Unraveling

Yarn is starting to noticeably disappear from the center of my shawl balls, so I imagine I’ll only do one or two more repeats before I hit the 80% mark that signals the next part of the pattern and the decreasing. The prospect of a finished project is exciting.

I started Ashley Herring Blake’s Ivy Aberdeen’s Letter to the World this evening and am finding it charming. Artistic Ivy, age twelve, her teenage sister, her parents, and her twin infant brothers lose their home to a tornado in the second chapter of the novel. This external force will cause repercussions during a time of adolescent stress and runs the risk of disclosing secrets Ivy hasn’t yet fully revealed even to herself.

We’re two chapters from hearing the end of A Conspiracy in Belgravia and I have two dozen short chapters left to listen to in The President Is Missing. I’m excited to hear the resolution to Lady Sherlock’s current woes in the former, and will be pleased to be done with the latter, in which none of the problems have yet to be resolved (but which I have no doubt will occur in quick order).

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September 12, 2018


book bingo: final
posted by soe 1:39 am

Pardon the ugly appearance of the book bingo, but I was having technical difficulties deleting things and changing the colors of things and ultimately decided just to go to bed instead.

2018 Book Bingo Final

By moving things around, I did manage a single book bingo, which surprised me, since I’d expected not to find one at all. And since I read 20 books this summer, regardless of their ability to fit onto my sheet, I’m counting it as a win!

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September 11, 2018


‘we lived happily during the war’
posted by soe 1:45 am

This is from the poetry collection I bought yesterday, Fifty Poems for Our Time, selected and introduced by Tracy K. Smith, Poet Laureate of the United States:

We Lived Happily during the War
    ~Ilya Kaminsky

And when they bombed other people’s houses, we

protested
but not enough, we opposed them but not

enough. I was
in my bed, around my bed America

was falling: invisible house by invisible house by invisible house.

I took a chair outside and watched the sun.

In the sixth month
of a disastrous reign in the house of money

in the street of money in the city of money in the country of money,
our great country of money, we (forgive us)

lived happily during the war.

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September 10, 2018


rainy weekending
posted by soe 1:42 am

Everything Happens for a Reason

Our weekend was jam-packed and packed with jam.

Our Friday evening plans got rained out, and then our rain contingency plans got thrown out when the 2.5″ of rain that came down in an hour seeped into our apartment.

Flood protocols in place, Rudi headed off to work on Saturday, and (several hours later) I headed out on some errands. In the afternoon, I went up to the Petworth neighborhood where they were having a street festival. I bought some handmade cards, refrained from buying handmade jewelry, and ate Indian food from a local restaurant. I found their local hardware store and bought lightbulbs for the track lighting by our door that had gone out and returned home to replace them and put on warmer clothing, before heading to the ballpark.

Jayson Werth, who retired earlier this year, was being honored by the Nationals, with a funny and poignant ceremony in which he razzed his teammates and his teammates presented him with a rocking chair for his old age. He teared up (and then the entire ballpark followed suit) telling his mom, who was there with him and to whom he credited his athletic work ethic, that he’d left it all on the field. He then threw out the ceremonial first pitch, but because they’d placed the podium on the front of the pitcher’s mound, it’s clear that they planned on his throwing from in front of it. He was having none of that, though, and just threw his strike (in to his teenage son crouched down at the plate) over the podium instead. While it was long obvious to locals that he was a favorite with the fans (endearing himself early on when one of his batting songs was the theme to Game of Thrones), it was clear that everyone who worked at the ballpark liked him, too, and you could see him throughout the game popping up in various sections for selfies and to chat with employees.

The Wind(ing) Up

This morning, we slept in before ambling over to the farmers market, where we bought a ginormous bag of yellow Romas, which Rudi later turned half of into soup. We watched some cycling and then braved the rain to go to the 40th anniversary Adams Morgan Festival. We listened to some live music, supported some school kids, signed a petition to get the alcohol permit revoked from the Trump hotel, and ate Nepalese momo dumplings. We sampled three homemade jams — strawberry habanero lime, orange vanilla lavender, and blueberry basil lemon — and liked them so much we bought all three. (You’ve been wondering since that first paragraph, haven’t you?) We wrapped up the day with a trip to one of D.C.’s indie bookstores, where they were having their quarterly member sale. We each came home with things we’d been looking for, including the new cds from Paul McCartney and Paul Simon and a collection of poetry, so it was a good way to conclude the weekend.

The week ahead holds a lot of rain (including potentially a hurricane), but today our landlord dropped off some sandbags, some sandless sandbags, and some more towels to help us cope. And we have a lot of fun activities planned, too, including meals with friends, volleyball games, and a concert. I hope you have things to look forward to, as well.

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September 9, 2018


rain delay
posted by soe 2:28 am

Rain Delay

This was taken just around midnight, when a rain delay went into effect. We planned to stay until they either called the game or resumed it, but eventually the bike valet called and told Rudi they were leaving and that he had to come get his bike, so we were forced to leave. (Technically, I could have stayed, but then I would have had to bike home alone, and that didn’t seem like fun.)

The game eventually resumed, they played the final scoreless inning, and the Nationals won. By that point, we were home with hot tea, so, really, everyone won.

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September 8, 2018


two days to fill!
posted by soe 1:45 am

I’m back to only two days off, so I’m going to have to not plan a bazillion things to do this weekend. Maybe just a million. 😉

Tomorrow is looking like the clearer of the two days, which is good since we have a baseball game to attend tomorrow evening. Prior to that, I’d like to get to a festival in the Petworth neighborhood (that’s where I was on Monday, drinking horchata and taking photos of clouds and swimming in the pool). I also have some errands to run, like procuring quarters for laundry and finding new lightbulbs for our track lighting. (I think there’s a hardware store in Petworth, so that may work…)

Sunday is Adams Morgan Day, the annual festival in the neighborhood to our northeast. There’s usually good cheap Indian food to be had, and there’s a new ice cream shop I’d like to try and other eateries to investigate (it’s the home of the local popsicle shop, a coffeehouse, and a good bakery). Plus, there are usually some artisan vendors, so it’s always a good place to look for pottery and the like. I also need to hit the farmers market, since I used up all our onions (again) making more pasta sauce.

Somewhere in there I need to head up to the bookstore where I’m a member, because they’re having their quarterly sale. Ideally I like to tie that to a trip to the pizza place, but I suppose I don’t have to do that…

There’s also laundry to wash and cleaning to do and vegetables to roast and sweets to bake (cooler temps and the rain forecast for Sunday make that way more appealing than it was last weekend or even yesterday, when I made the sauce). There are knitting projects to work on and books to read and bicycling through Spain to watch and new cds to listen to after we go to the bookstore.

Should be a good weekend!

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