Tuesday, June 02, 2009

Rose Colored Glasses

I would like for everyone to know that, in spite of pulling a tushy muscle doing the workout this afternoon, I made Cornish hen for dinner. I also made roasted zucchini and tomato which I garnished with lots of freshly grated Parmesan because everyone knows that anything becomes edible once you cover it in cheese. Even vegetables.

A pulled tushy muscle has nothing whatsoever to do with cooking dinner, even if it's Cornish hen. But I wanted to mention both things and this seemed like a handy way to kill two birds with one stone. (the bird I ate for dinner had already shuffled off this mortal coil so I didn't have to do anything in the killing category there) For that matter, cooking dinner has nothing to do with knitting (the alleged theme of this blog) but I've never made Cornish hen before and wanted to brag about it.

We won't even go into how a Cornish hen is really nothing more than a tiny chicken and not all that complicated if you consider the fact that I've cooked about eight thousand chickens over the years...

There. Now that I have that out of my system, I can talk about the knitting. When last we left our intrepid Sheepie, she was basking in the glow of about having figured out Magic Loop and ignoring the fact that there is really nothing much to figure out there. It's not the most fun way to knit, although a marked improvement over dealing with two circs and the wrangling of danglies that requires. My hands still hurt after I knit for a while, another fact that I am ignoring because lots of things seem to be hurting my hands lately. We don't want to contemplate the reason for this and are attributing it to poor form combined with over use of the digits.

I am willing to accept the what looks like early onset menopause. I live with the fact that I have measurable decreases in bone density. I shall not quibble with the approach of my mid-forties. But I don't have to acknowledge the inevitable arrival of arthritis if I don't want to. Until they can show me actual test results, I don't have to worry about it.

And I just don't take the tests anymore...






I see naught but perfectly roasted game hens and Magically Looping things that may or may not be sleeves. That's it.


And where some might see an interfering feline, I have a different view of things.



I prefer to think of him as my temperamental and somewhat overly proprietary set designer.


Sure, it's a drag not being able to tear down the set so I can sit on the couch to enjoy some dinner and television. But that's the price you pay for good help these days. He decides when the strings and sticks can be put away and woe be to she who tries to remove them before he is ready to let them go. In this case, "woe" can be defined as a vicious tug-o-war with the knitting and no one really wants that.



We'll just change our perspective a bit and say we have a Stalwart Guardian Of The Stitches. That looks much better to me...



SA

11 comments:

trek said...

Dollar $tore acrylic is hard on the hands. When are you going to knit a Dishcloth (with sleeves) in wool?

Kath said...

It really is all about perspective isn't it? :)

And you know what makes veggies like zucchini even more palatable than cheese? Breading, a trip through the deep fryer, and a side of ranch dip! Oh - but perhaps you wanted to maintain ALL the health benefits of the veggies? Hmmmm.....

=Tamar said...

Mid-forties? that's much too early for measurable decreases in bone density unless you're getting very picky measurements. Get that calcium into you! More cheese! More bone meal and vitamin D! Even, believe it or not, more green veggies (I am informed, perhaps correctly, that spinach has calcium in it).

Circular needles do tend to stress the wrists a little more than straight needles. I have no idea why. But then I'm a dpn user.

Julie said...

It's always a safest to wait for your set director to give the okay to break down the set.

Donna Lee said...

I feel your hand pain. I ignore it mostly but it's hard to ignore the little bumps on my knuckles. Some advil and I'm usually good to go. I really don't want to take any more medicine.

Lynne said...

A Stalwart Guardian Of The Stitches is so much better than "Momma, thees yarnses iz soo much funs, I iz gonna play forevuh and evuh! [long pause] Help, momma I iz tangleded!!"

Knitting Linguist said...

Someone with a title like Stalwart Guardian of the Stitches clearly needs his own coat of arms, no? We'll have to work on that...

crzjane said...

Cornish Game Hen sounds really good, much better than plain old chicken.

He is one handsome kitty. Think he knows that?

Carrie K said...

He's clearly a Guardian. Guarding.

Wool would be better for a dishcloth w/sleeves. At least the knitting part.

That's it! Don't take the tests! An easy cure. You need to make an infomercial.

mehitabel said...

Beautiful kitty. He just gets prettier and prettier! (Simon and Hi-Hi send headbonks.) He does make a Grand and Glorious Guardian.

Cooking anything more than pasta with jarred sauce is beyond me these days, so I applaud your culinary accomplishments. Yay you!

catsmum said...

don't care for Magic Loop and still haven't tried the 2-circs-at-once thingy [ and since my favourite Sheepie doesn't like it, I may never try it ] so I'll just stick with my old fashioned dpns.

I showed AGK to the visiting grandkittens - they think he's kinda cute. Sophie and MissC still think that they're wrong ... AGK is VERY cute!