June 2, 2005 at 6:09 pm
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A few decades ago, the boy who would become a man, marry my mother and several years later would become my dad was born on this day.
He grew up in Colorado and Kansas. He attended the University of Kansas where he received his Bachelor’s and his Master’s in Journalism. He met my mom in a jouralism class. I’ve always loved hearing about their first date.
Another story that I love hearing my dad tell is about our first argument. He told this story at my wedding reception. 
I was a small kid and we were traveling. I got up in the front seat with my parents and was standing on my mom’s lap. There was a huge full moon in the sky and I said, “Ball.” My dad said, “No, Erica, moon.” So we went back and forth arguing whether it was the moon or a ball, since I was convinced that it was a ball. My dad loves to tell stories about me as a kid and even though I might seem embarrassed, I still love listening to them.
My parents still live in Kansas where my dad works for the same newspaper group that he started with after he received his graduate degree.
One memory that I might not have shared with him is my faint memory of him walking me down the aisle at my wedding. The aisle wasn’t more than 25 feet long and I wanted it to last, I just remember him walking too fast down that aisle. :)
I may not say it often enough but I love you and I miss you a lot too.
Happy Birthday, Dad!
I’ll post a photo of my cranberry merino later tonight.
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June 1, 2005 at 10:15 pm
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I’m trying to write more than once or twice a week. I didn’t realize just how long my recent posts were getting until I read them looking for a reference to when I actually started spinning the Sandy’s Palette yarn.
As I mentioned yesterday, I started spinning the cranberry merino yarn. This morning after Bryan left for work and before I went to work, I just had to sit down and spin for 10 minutes. I felt a lot more comfortable with the merino than I did yesterday. I’m still not used to the short fiber length, I keep having to stop when the yarn gets too thin, let what I’ve already spun unwind a bit and then add a few more fibers to the yarn, so that it’s a bit more consistent. I know it’s just a matter of getting used to the fiber but I got so comfortable with the Corriedale. It’s like learning to knit with size 8 needles and then wanting to make something with size 3′s, they feel so small while your hands seem so big and clumsy. The yarn is spinning up beautifully, I’m so impressed with myself. It feels cool to be impressed with myself again since the knitting projects I have going on right now aren’t making me feel too impressed with myself, although they might when I finally finish them.
July 23rd is going to be a very cool day. Two people told me about this class yesterday, a coworker and Dawn, at Wool, Warp and Wheel. It’s a class in fiber dyeing – yarn and roving – with Sandy from Sandy’s Palette. I’m so excited because I just finished spinning some roving from Sandy’s Palette (the green and purple yarn from the previous post). I’ve wanted to learn how to dye yarn but don’t want to do it in the apartment for fear of dyeing not just the yarn but also the countertops. So I figure best to learn somewhere else and once I get it I can do it on my own. I’ll take some yarn to learn with and also some roving. I’m very excited!
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