PSG minus 14 days 14 hours

Getting close, peeps.  We’ve got the camper open and airing, and the water tank disinfecting.  The faucet has a leak, but we’ll worry about that after the trip.  Sarongs are washed and ready to wear, and my new dresses arrived.  My croning staff has had the bark stripped and is ready for some sanding, then sealer.  staffI’m going to mount a stone in the top.  Moonstone, amethyst, garnet?  Which one?  You can’t see in this picture, but the top has a small fork in which to mount the stone.  I’m leaning towards moonstone, since I already have one.  I was also thinking of mounting a couple of marble in some little outcroppings at the sides.  More pictures to come.

Also needed is a chair to serve as my throne, and a crown.  I’m not ashamed to say I feel a little silly having a crown and a throne, but I won’t be the only one so, so be it.  I have a chair that I’m going to paint.  Here’s the designs I’m using as inspiration.

chair4 inpiration






chair1 chair2






The purple paisley is the top contender. Although I love the moon on the table.  The chair is very similar to the bottom right chair, but with two slats instead of three. No arms.  I have to decide today and get the paint.  It will definitely have purple and black and red.  It will also be a work in progress, since I can’t hope to finish it in two weeks.

The crown is another thing altogether.  I’m hoping to find something once I get to Stonehouse.  I’m sure some vendor will have something.

I’m knitting, of course.  I have a pair of kilt host that were commissioned awhile ago, and I need to finish them very soon. One is almost done, and should be finished today.  The other will be started tomorrow and hopefully done by next weekend.  They’re going to be beautiful!  They would make awesome boot socks, too, with a sweet lace cuff you could fold over the top of the boot.  The yarn is Nature Spun by Brown Sheep in Ash (720S) and the pattern is Highland Scottische Kilt Hose, by Nancy Bush.

kiltsocksNot a great photo, since I’m in my office and it’s raining outside.  They’re an easy knit, other than the decreases to shape the calf.  That was tricky since you’ve got two lines of lace that converge on a third.  Other than that, though, they’ve been a fun project.  The book is awesome.  Along with the patterns you get some knitting history on the socks, something Nancy Bush excels at.


Get the book.  Even if you don’t knit, it’s a great read.


On a Personal Note

tumblr_msmojqYPa41rly3kto1_500This year I turned 56.  Sometimes it seems young and other times it seems old.  Mostly it feels in between.  My hair is gray by my own wishes.  I won’t color it again.  I wear almost no make up.  I rarely wear a bra.  I know, TMI.  I have a bunch of saggy parts and I’ve lost a lot of body strength, although that could be regained through exercise. I wear what I want, when I want.  Sometimes I sleep naked, and I no longer worry about my husband seeing all the saggy bits. After all, he has a few, too.

I express my opinion more and more, with far less concern about how other people feel about it.  I hope I don’t offend people, but if I do, so be it.  I feel clearer than I’ve ever felt before, and I have less tolerance for bullshit.  I feel like there’s not enough time for crap.  Don’t believe in climate change?  How do you feel about gravity?  Because it’s not a belief kind of thing.  Don’t like gays?  Then we should probably not be friends, because if you write off a whole group of people because you don’t agree with how they live their lives, then I’ll be applying that logic to you, personally.  Don’t like people who don’t believe in your God?  Also should probably part ways, since your religion is your business and mine – or rather my lack of belief – is mine.  I’m pretty sure you’ll get what’s coming to you when you die whether I believe or not.

I know I’m being deliberately confrontational here, and that’s fine.  Because that’s who I’m becoming.  For the first time in my life I am starting to feel strong.  I’m even beginning to see my tendency to cry when angry as a strength, and not the weakness I’ve been taught that it is.  I feel that my point of view is at least as important as anyone else’s, and possibly more important than some – those who take for truth everything they’re told by the biased media, and refuse to find out for themselves what it’s all about.  If that’s you, then maybe we can’t be friends anymore, either.

I’ve spent the past 50 years of my life keeping my own council, staying in the background, and putting everything and everyone before myself.  I have valuable opinions, informed opinions, and often controversial opinions, and now I’m going to be expressing them more.

I’ve stopped expecting people to know what I want and started telling them.  If I need something to be a certain way, its my responsibility to either make it so, or let people know that’s the way I want it.  The kitchen rug needs to be vacuumed?  I used to wait until someone else noticed and did it.  Now I do it myself, or ask someone to do it.  I actually may just get rid of the damn rug and eliminate the problem altogether.  The same with all the crap that needs to be dusted.

All of this is to say that I’m moving to a new stage in life.  I’m crossing a bridge, so to speak.  I’m moving from the me that is all things to all people, to the me that is just…me.  I’m working towards liking those parts of me I agree with, and letting go of the parts I’m not ok with.  I’m acknowledging that if I don’t do something, it’s ok, but the consequences are mine to own.  Slept all day and didn’t do laundry?  Ok, but that might mean the next day is spent doing whatever I blew off to sleep.  I’m’ owning my decisions.

Part of crossing this bridge is acknowledging that I am no longer young.  Not really old, either, but definitely not young.  The world looks at me and sees my gray hair, my well padded body, and my laugh lines and dismisses me as being less vital.  That part is not ok, but I can’t change our society.  I’m actually more vital than I’ve ever been, in my opinion.  I feel more alive than I have at any point in my life.  I could say I just FEEL more than ever before in my life.  In a good way.

In celebration of this change that has been taking place ever so slowly over the past 10 years, I am participating in a croning ceremony at the Pagan Spirit Gathering this year over the Summer Solstice.  A croning ceremony marks the final stage in a woman’s life – something that in ancient times was common, and among more “primitive” cultures still exists.  There are pagan, Jewish and many other croning rituals.  For me, at PSG, the week will be spent preparing with meditation, a sweat lodge, challenges, and other activities, culminating in the ritual at the end of the week.  I’m also selecting a new name, to embrace the “new” me – Macha.  She is part of a triple goddess, the Morrigan, representing war, fertility, earth, and protection.  I feel that this gives a true representation of my self, as I see me.

I only wish that certain people could be there with me – my sisters Laura and Vicki, and my closest and best friends: Cheryl, Susan, Tina, and Teryn (who I haven’t seen in 22 years but is often in my heart), and my daughters and granddaughters: Kaitee, Susanne, Brooklyn, Callie, Charlotte, and Harley, and my daughters-of-the-heart: Meghan, Ashley, and Jenna.  These are the women in my life to whom I hope I am a blessing, and who are a blessing to me.  I hope by embracing this new phase of my life, I can show them not only who I am becoming, but also what great changes await them in the fullness of their lives.



Knitting as fast as I can…

I have so much to knit and so little time to do it.  I’ve been busy with Legend of Zelda hats and mitts, socks, a coat, a baby beret, sock monkey booties, and a whole list of stuff to work on.  Here’s a few pics to show you…


SharePoint Socks (finished) and three other pair in the works.

Yarn is KnitPicks Felici (SharePoint Socks – discontinued), Paton’s Kroy Socks FX (top middle – love this yarn, thick without being bulky, colorway is Cameo), Neon Now, by Plymouth Yarns (bright pink – not as soft as I would like, purchased at River Knits in Lafayette, Indiana, colorway is 001), and the top left is Patons Kroy Sock, in Sing N the Blues Stripes.

Here’s the soon-to-be-knitted baby beret for Baby Autumn.  The pattern is from Plymouth Yarns.  The yarn is from a very cute little yarn store called Knitterly, in Petaluma, CA.  You don’t need to go all the way to California to shop there, either.  They have an online store, too.

Autumn's Beret

Autumn’s Future Beret

A sweater coat for Cheryl.  The pattern is Aran Duffle Coat by Judith L. Swartz from the Fall 1999 Interweave Knits magazine.  Pattern is available free on Knitting Daily.  I’m using Knit Picks Wool of the Andes in Bluebird.  I have 2/3 of the back done so far.

Cheryl's Coat

Duffle Coat

And a scarf for the Diva.  Red Heart Sashay Mini.  Neon colors – Glow.  Pattern is from the label.

Diva Scarf

Diva Scarf

Like I said, so much to knit and so little time to do it!