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Back in MoTown!


Montreal, that is!

I've been back for less than 48 hours and already I am rearranging the furniture in just agbout every room in the house. The original plan was to paint the bathroom and get a new shower curtain and mat. Somehow, though , i always end up making more work for myself. Tristan is at Stinky Rice Studios working on the new sci-fi version of Robin Hood, so that leaves me lots of elbow room here at the apartment. It turns out that with the new configuration of furniture, there might be room for a couch! What a novel idea!

As you could easily guess, I am mid-rearrangement as i speak. I find moving furniture so compelling, yet so daunting at the same time, so when I came across a pattern I was looking for to post on Ravelry, I thought heck i'll write a blog posting!

I spent the last week in Hurley with my family and had a great time taking in the country air--and getting car sick (well that part wasn't great but it's just a fact). Mom and knit quite a bit. She made me the fern tree tee, which came out very nice!

She inspired me (and also bought me the yarn for...) a Vogue Knitting Silk Camisole. I've done 2 skeins out of 5 and my goal is to be done by the end of the week. I have an interview early this week so I need something to distract and calm myself with. It's doing the trick. That as well as the Prince of Tides by Pat Conway. I wanted to get the Time Travelers Wife because that's in theaters, but apparently Prince of Tides was also an epic Motion picture and i can get my hands on that for cheaper than seeing a movie.

better keep moving before i grow roots here in front of the computer.

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