Thunderstorms in the morning
Nothing quite like being woken up by thunder and lightning in the morning. It was really cool to hear the thunder rolling in. After I got up it really started lightning. We had a good soaking rain and it’s suppose to rain or storm tonight too. This is the time of year that I miss Kansas. I miss the big thunderstorms. I even miss being a bit afraid of some of the thunder and lightning in the middle of the night. The threat of tornados weren’t that bad, I did get worried once when I was living by myself in Kansas city and my corner apartment faced southwest. I wondered where I would go with my kitties to be safe, fortunately there were no tornado warnings when I lived there.
I’ll never forget the time that my family, our pets and I had to go down to the basement at 2am. Great Grandma was living with us and we had two cats and a dog, it was an interesting night.
In college, there are two tornado warning memories that I have. The first was freshman year, I was living in the dorms and everyone had to gather in the basement of the dorm. With the dorm being on a steep hill, some of us lived in the basement. So there we were several hundred girls packed into a small area of the basement of the dorm. A lot of girls were crying and quite scared, it was obvious who the girls from Kansas and the other plains states were because it was no big deal to us. I’ll never forget a girl from Illinois crying that she may never see her family again. I just wanted to laugh and tell her, it’s just a tornado warning.
The other tornado warning story from college was sophomore year. I had gone to get my hair colored and cut at the salon. About 10 minutes after the color was put on my hair the tornado sirens started going off, which means “take cover there has been a tornado spotted in your area.” So all of the women in the salon and I gathered in the salon’s bathroom. It was quite cozy in there. While we were in the bathroom, my hair had finished processing, so the stylist had to rinse my head off in the sink. It was quite an experience. Later, when I was driving back to my dorm it was still really blowing, there were street signs blowing around and I was a bit afraid that a stop sign would fly off, come through the windshield and injure me. I managed to get back to the dorm without any problems, but couldn’t go to my room because of the winds. Everyone from the dorm had gathered in the lobby and were waiting until they would let everyone return to their rooms. When they finally did, we had to walk up the stairs. It was a long way up to the 9th floor.
Last night was my last beginning class. It was very touching, my students told me they didn’t want the class to end. I think I have a group of lifelong knitters, though, which is always such a nice feeling. During this past week, several of them didn’t just finish their class project, one of them finished a hat and two of them made some ribbon scarves. I was very impressed. I won’t be teaching at the high school next fall because they didn’t renew my contract due to budgeting. I will miss this class a lot, it’s very satisfying to know that I’ve passed on my passion and that they will most likely continue knitting. Two of them were high school teachers who know each other quite well, so I know they’ll help each other. I have one more class on Thursday and then I’m finished teaching for the summer. My class on Thursday is a project class, so I’m going to miss those students. Some of them have been in my beginning classes and two project classes. I love how everyone has gotten to know each other and I don’t feel like I’m really teaching.
I’m getting quite a bit done here and there on the Clapotis. It just seems to be working itself at times. I’ve managed to drop five sets of stitches so far. I never thought it would be so much fun to drop a stitch or that I would even look forward to it. The Yarn Harlot is quite right when she says that “dropped purl stitches look the same as dropped knit stitches.” Thanks to Erin for letting me know where I adopted this idea from. I read so many blogs sometimes, I don’t know where I get my tips from.
Poor Bryan’s sock. It has become quite neglected with all of the attention that Matilda and Clapotis are stealing from him.
Matilda and I have been spinning madly. I wound the second skein of my wheel spun yarn yesterday. Never did I think I would spin nearly 100 yards in one skein. That means, I spun more than 200 yards. This, in addition, to the 80-some-odd-yard skein that was my first wheel spun. The second skein looks much better than the first skein, I made sure that it was a balance ply before I wound it on to the bobbin. Although, I have to say, the first skein does have a very cool look to it that the second skein does not. Oh well, it will all look nice in a scarf of whatever I decide to make with it. Currently, Matilda and I are spinning some lovely Corriedale Cross that I received with my beginning spindle kit from Inspirations Yarn. It’s spinning up beautifully. I took the small ball that I had spun on my spindle and wound it on to a bombin and have managed to spin the same width on the wheel. I don’t know what I’ll make with this lovely off-white yarn, but I’m sure it will be something small. I may have to order a bit more of the Corriedale from Inspirations Yarn just to get enough yarn to make something.
Well, I must get ready for work.
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