Ice Cube Wars

Believe it or not this is a picture of one of those trivial sources of frustration in marriage, at least in my marriage. 

I just went to fix myself a nice tall glass of iced tea. We have SIX ice cube trays. And in 5 of them there remained only a single ice cube. Is it asking too much for my otherwise perfect husband to fill the trays as he uses the ice? 

We have very different ideas about how to handle the ice situation. I maintain that once the tray is no more than half filled it should be refilled. And certainly a tray with one mini cube should never be returned to the freezer without filling. He claims to do so before all the cubes have been used is "wasting ice" -- Neal, the only shortage of ice is in our freezer!! 

So I filled all 5 of them, which ordinarily I wouldn't do because I am just a wee bit passive aggressive about such things and would have taken satisfaction from letting him find all the ice gone. But then where would I be?


View from another window

My knitting is kind of scattered these days, a little on this project, a little on that one and oh maybe I'll start this one. You know -- a little unfocused. So no pictures of the knitting today.

But I do have a project I'll introduce you to. I have been thinking a lot about how much I enjoyed my photo a day from my window project. I generally sit right across from another window, this one out onto the Common, a lovely park right here in the heart of town. So I have started taking pictures of my view from this window -- not as spectacular as the view from the other window, but kinda nice anyway. And it isn't as intense and regular a project -- more like a few pictures a week. The view is roughly to the west looking toward Main St. in Belfast. Here are a few from the past week or so.




No, it didn't take that long...

No, it didn't take me 3 weeks to block the finished Snowflake Peacock. But blocking was an interesting experience. I made a more-than-a-circle version without realizing how much more than a circle it was when finished. There was just no way to make points around the bottom because it overlapped itself twice. Bad blogger that I am, I did not take pictures of it drying. Suffice it to say that my friend, for whom it was a birthday present, loves it and insists that I no longer call it The Pink Thing.

Free of you-know-what, I developed an acute case of startitis. I need a stole for my son's wedding in August. I like Hydrangea but I am also in love Amille, knitterain's wedding shawl. So using the same lilac cash/silk, I started another:


And I think this is what I will go with.   Unless...

I decide to wear this one:


which is the beginning of Osetra from Goddess Knits. The color is not true in this photo. It is actually a soft sagey green cashmere/viscose lace weight with crystal beads.

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