The Incredible Shrinking Woman
Wednesday, August 03, 2005
      ( 10:20 AM ) Melody  
Vanessa and I have bought a house in the historic Garfield Park South neighborhood in Indianapolis. It's beautiful. We've had the hardwoods refinished, and we're putting carpet back in two bedrooms. Quick description: 1935, bungalo-style, 3-bedroom, 2-bath with enclosed front and back porches, partially finished basement, fenced backyard, 2-car garage, and full attic. It's perfect. The house is everything we wanted. The yard is manageable. The neighbors are both friendly and watchful. We love everything about the neighborhood. It's a block and a half to the oldest and probably the largest park in Indianapolis.

Never before a fan of yardwork, I have my first vegetable garden and harvested my first two zucchinis this week. I should have 2 more by the weekend, and my tomatoes and basil are doing well, too. We're having whole wheat pasta with fresh zucchini and homemade pesto for dinner tonight. I'm planning to make zucchini bread this weekend. I love eating things I've grown. Next year I've got plans for a more extensive garden that incorporates peas, green beans, potatoes, and soybeans, too. #


Wednesday, April 13, 2005
      ( 10:01 AM ) Melody  
Powerful Stuff

Andrea Dworkin has passed. I remember reading Dworkin in an Intro to Feminism class I took in college, and she definitely had a significant impact on my feminist consciousness, whether I held with everything she had to say or not-- kind of in the same way that Adrienne Rich's essays helped shaped me both as a feminist and as a lesbian, making lesbianism, in some ways, a feminist stand for me to take. It became much more later, but the beginning, the kernel of it, was in Rich's essays "Split at the Root" and "Compulsory Heterosexuality and Lesbian Existence" from her book Blood, Bread and Poetry, which I suddenly think I need to read again.

Susie Bright has an accurate and moving eulogy posted on her blog that will tell you something of who Andrea Dworkin was and what she means to the world we live in now. #


Thursday, February 03, 2005
      ( 2:17 PM ) Melody  
Knitting by the Numbers

I love the percentage method. I've been knitting this sweater for about a week and a half, and I'm already almost done. I think I'll have it finished by the end of the weekend. And it's turning out great! Can't wait to do my next one. Maybe I'll incorporate some cables.

So many things I want to knit right now, though. I was planning to do a bag next, but I've had so much fun with this, I think another Elann order for sweater yarn is in my immediate future. #


Wednesday, January 26, 2005
      ( 7:58 AM ) Melody  
Seeing Red

I did it. I went red. I cut off all my hair a few months ago, but lately I've been getting kind of bored with having the same style every day. I can't make it grow by inches overnight, and I can't go much shorter without shaving it, but changing the color's easy enough. Now I'm Cherry-Cola-- at least for the next 3-4 months. I'm kind of enjoying life as a redhead, although it certainly restricts the wardrobe.

Unfortunately, I finally started knitting a sweater for myself out of Elann's Peruvian Collection Highland Chunky wool in a rusty red and oatmeal brown, and the red is just one or two shades off my hair. I don't think I'm going to be able to wear it unless I go brown or back to my natural blond. So I guess I'm knitting Vanessa a sweater now.

In case anyone's interested, I'm making up the pattern if I go along using the percentage system that I learned about on Knitty in Julie Theaker's great Knit by Numbers piece. It's incredibly easy, and I feel like I'm learning a lot more about knitting by doing this than by following a specific pattern. I mean, this is the way knitting was done in the Middle Ages-- except women in the Middle Ages probably didn't have the benefit of circular needles.
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