Sunday, March 04, 2007

Payback...

I don't care what anyone says. My truck is, in fact, sentient and is planning to drive me utterly mad rather than just to and from work like it is supposed to. The good news is that it has finally decided to turn off the battery light. It has accepted the fact that I am not going to address this behavior any further than I already have.

The bad news is that it rained.

And we all know how this delicate piece of steel feels about being wet. It has never forgiven me for not selling my condo and purchasing it a heated garage. It does not care for the elements and rain brings out its diva-like qualities to the highest degree imaginable. Once the poor little thing gets a little of the precipitation on its oh-so-sensitive surfaces, it reacts with immediate hysteria and the flashing of the engine light. And the bucking and shaking. It's nothing more than a tantrum, really. But a giant pain in the hindquarters of a certain Sheep when she needs to be at the Maine Academic Decathlon bright and early on a Saturday morning to assist with scoring.

I put on my most grim "Mad Mommy" face and told my truculent truck to suck it up and get me where I needed to be. I've been fooled by this before. I will not be forced to a panic state yet again by a gross overreaction on the part of an engine. It is water. And, given that a vehicle does not require respiration of any type, drowning will not kill it. An irritated Sheep who has fallen victim to her truck's little ploys for attention one too many times, on the other hand....now that could be dangerous. The truck was convinced to put the rubber to the road and behave itself. In fact, when I drove home around 6:00 last night it was running like clockwork.

I'll get Poor Widdle Precious some dry gas to soak up the last of the water and she'll be fine. I actually meant to do that this morning when I went to the grocery store for my weekly Getting Of The Things That I Forgot trip. But I forgot...it wasn't my fault. The bakery had just put out the black & white cookies. They were warm and as big as my face. You can see where I might get a little distracted. For the record, I bought two.

Enough of that...let's look at some yarn.

The fibers have dried and, while poorly skeined, are still looking mighty purty!






I guess this calls for a, "Tah-Dah!"
This is one of the larger skeins. Having convinced myself that I could just eyeball the fiber amounts while spinning and then learning that this is just not my "strength," I was left with somewhat uneven amounts on the bobbins. I gots big skeins, I gots little skeins...I have one cute little wee skein!
When you toss the unskeined yarn on the counter for an artsy-fartsy kinda shot, you can clearly see that I was less than consistent with the spinning. While I can live with it and love the yarn, I'm thinking that I may be just a bit out of practice here!

Still pretty, though...



For a freebie, this finished yarn is really quite a success. The wool was a gift from a co-worker who had no use for it. I rainbow dyed it with what I had on hand and am really quite pleased with the results. This is a very soft and silky fiber which took to the wheel quite happily. I haven't really decided what it wants to be when it grows up but, for the time being, am content to just gaze upon it and give it the occasional squeeze. It deserves the love. It behaved itself and did what it was supposed to do.
Maybe I will take a couple of the skeins to work with me tomorrow. They can sit in the truck for the day and perhaps model some better ways to earn Mommy's love.
SA

14 comments:

kmkat said...

Very, very pretty. I think I hear that yarn saying, very softly, "I want to go live with kmkat when I grow up..."

Teri S. said...

Ooh-la-la! That's some gorgeous yarn! I particularly like the way the colors do their color thing. Since the spinning is a bit on the artsy side, a hat or a scarf might be nice.

Mouse said...

Gorgeous! I realized early on that I can't "eyeball" fiber properly and started splitting it into even bundles right off the bat so that I can get semi-accurate plying results.
Would you like to join me in buying stock in dry-gas? My car sucks the stuff up like a child with KoolAid.

Julie said...

Very purty yarn!

Way to go showing the truck who's boss :)

April said...

Oooo, I love that yarn! I think lace, lace would be good.

I once had a VW Jetta that tried to tell me it had NO oil. I misunderstoond and thought it was trying to tell me it was time for an oil change. It's amazing how much an engine for a Jetta costs.

trek said...

You're hoping that the yarn can teach the truck to behave...

Note to April - you'd not believe how expensive an engine for a '76 Buick was back in '86 either.

Beth said...

Your yarn looks great! You did such a nice job on it.

catsmum said...

oh no kmcat, you misheard. I'm sure it was whispering "catsmum". y'know they DO sound kinda similar.
Having not created enough yarn to actually have reached the plying stage I have no idea yet if I can eyeball amounts. It looks pretty fine to me :]

Lazuli said...

That's beautiful yarn! I love th eblues mixed in with all the other colors.

Brenda said...

Beautiful yarn! The colors and luster are so pretty.

I hope your truck learns to behave. I tell appliances that misbehave that they can be replaced. They aren't very smart, that often works as a threat.

Anonymous said...

Your yarn is beautiful!!
I suggest driving your truck past a few car dealers. Ooh and Aah over the new models. Take a ride past the junk yard. It'll take a hint.
Karen
http://nothingbutknit.blog-city.com/

Lorraine said...

I feel much better now, after the fiber fix! Lovely yarn! I'm having an exclamatory day!

debsnm said...

I actually saw some Dry Gas at the Pep Boys last week. I thought of you, since you're the only person I've ever heard even mention it.

knitseashore said...

Beautiful yarn! It would make a pretty wrap to put around you (or the BFKitty) when it's cold...

I am so relieved to see that you survived Dr. deSade. I was worried about you. :)