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Like a hen revolting

I finished knitting my Elizabeth Zimmerman sweater during the last Stitch ‘n Bitch! My sweater held my fellow stitchers hostage until I seamed up the sleeves (I crocheted the seam) and weaved in the ends. Basically, the stitchers starved with me (living off vending machine food) or fended off a husband until I was 100% finished. We were on the brink of madness.

If you don’t know who Elizabeth Zimmerman was, she was essentially a knitting guru who always had an awesome tips about sweater proportions, construction, and more. This particular sweater is called the Hand-to-Hand sweater.

Wearing it proud!

Wearing it proud! This is the back of the sweater…if you can’t tell.

If you’ve never knitted from an Elizabeth Zimmerman “pattern”, what you should know is that it isn’t your typical pattern. She speaks more of general construction of sweaters, and she might give you stitch patterns, but she basically lets you figure out specific techniques. It’s akin to someone telling you how a bridge is constructed but it’d be your job as an engineer to figure out the appropriate materials, techniques for creation, etc.

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Front of the sweater!

I actually have the “pattern” to this sweater in one of my Elizabeth Zimmerman books. It is only two or three pages in large font. I think I read those paragraphs for 4 hours over the span of a few days before even starting because I am paranoid about failure.

I was like a proud little hen walking around in my sweater. I was like a hen that has somehow taken over reign of the yard by wrestling the rooster to the ground and revolting. I basically feel as though I stuck it to the man in some way.

It was a wet spring day in Vancouver today and this sweater was all I wore. I mean, I wore pants and all, but I didn’t wear a jacket. I’m really glad it’s made of Fisherman’s Wool. It’s slightly water repellant, and I know it to be wet-dry-warm.

I am clucking over here.

Ma’am, please refrain from frenching the public art

Heavy rain in Vancouver the past two days and I believe it’s going to continue into next week. The galoshes are out in the city! Myriad of colours crossing paths, reflected in puddles. I love seeing them meet and I imagine them saying, “How do you do?”. It’s very “What a Wonderful World” a la Louis Armstrong — civilized and such. Despite their mild manners, I change out of them and into my loud obnoxious blue velvet shoes once I get into the office.

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From mild mannered, to loud and obnoxious. These shoes do not get along.

Honestly, the rain doesn’t stop me from doing what I’d typically do on a rainless day. Such as snap a photo of public art. Public art in the rain? Basically, same as public art in the sun. Check out the photo I took of the headless body statues by Broadway-Cambie station yesterday.

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I think Vancouver Public Art is peculiar. You can hug them, but no kissing them on the lips.

A little peculiar, no? You can hug them, but I’m not sure how you would french kiss them. Maybe don’t attempt the latter. Because THAT would be peculiar.

Shortly after attempting to french kiss these torsos (kidding), I met up with my sister, Krys. We went for tea and green onion pancake at Bubble World — which isn’t the best place for this, but we were cold, wet, and hungry. Actually, we came from her car with heated seats, so if I were to tell the truth, we were warm and I was hangry (angry from hunger). I think I may have even been HULK HANGRY!

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Tea and Green Onion Pancake

Speaking of green onions, did you know that you can regrow whatever you have left after using up the green parts? I stuck mine in a glass of water, and in two days, look at how much it has grown.

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Actually, the growth is not that impressive, but I am saving myself at least 35 cents.

Sorry, I went off on a tangent there. I was trying to save you 35 to 75 cents. It’s a neat experiment regardless.

Shortly after, Krys and I had food, we played our usual game of 15-minute-Walmart. To participate, you give you and your buddy 15 minutes to shop at Walmart. When we created this game, it was to basically buy only what we needed. The reality is, with 15 minutes, we buy whatever we can get our hands on. “Twenty foot foldable ladder? IN MY CART YOU GO!” Worry not, we end up returning half of what we buy a week later.

Rainy days in Vancouver? The city waits for no one. Carpe Diem.

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