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Bitch bitch moan moan
Sep. 22nd, 2005 05:42 amStill cranky. And I seem to be taken by the feeling that I can't grab hold of anything solidly right now, and that things are slipping through my hands because grabbing onto them takes too much effort. I get enthused about something, but the slightest little bump or hesitation has me saying, "Well, I'll just let that go then, and let somebody else decide. Why do I have to be the one to decide anyway?" Essentially, I'm whining. And knitting. And knitting and whining.
Speaking of, the red alpaca scarf is progressing nicely. I'm almost done with the first skein, and as it gets to be a longer and longer scarf, I just want to cuddle it. I told Bemo last night that at this point, it wouldn't matter if I knitted swastikas into it - people would still want to wear it for its deliciousness. I haven't done too much with the hand-dyed wool skein, but the few inches that I have knitted up show that it will be an extremely pretty thing. I'll try and post a picture or two later.
I'm also reading a very interesting book on Victorian attitudes about love, courtship, and sex, done by a person who extensively researched existing love letters. There's a lot of truly steamy stuff, some of it far more explicit than I thought. There's a particularly delicious exchange between a fifty-something gentleman and a forty-something woman he was courting and eventually married, which does a lot of role-playing, exchanging of dominant positions, and straightforward erotica, all couched in the very sentimental but very effective writing style of the day. The book also goes a long way towards dismantling the standard "Victorians thought sex was gross and icky and they were so repressed OMG" attitude, replacing it with a more nuanced exploration of social attitudes of the time.
Anyway...back to work. I'm picking my project of inventorying and photographing the silver utensils again, and am currently pushing my way through a forest of sugar tongs. The fun never ends around here!
Speaking of, the red alpaca scarf is progressing nicely. I'm almost done with the first skein, and as it gets to be a longer and longer scarf, I just want to cuddle it. I told Bemo last night that at this point, it wouldn't matter if I knitted swastikas into it - people would still want to wear it for its deliciousness. I haven't done too much with the hand-dyed wool skein, but the few inches that I have knitted up show that it will be an extremely pretty thing. I'll try and post a picture or two later.
I'm also reading a very interesting book on Victorian attitudes about love, courtship, and sex, done by a person who extensively researched existing love letters. There's a lot of truly steamy stuff, some of it far more explicit than I thought. There's a particularly delicious exchange between a fifty-something gentleman and a forty-something woman he was courting and eventually married, which does a lot of role-playing, exchanging of dominant positions, and straightforward erotica, all couched in the very sentimental but very effective writing style of the day. The book also goes a long way towards dismantling the standard "Victorians thought sex was gross and icky and they were so repressed OMG" attitude, replacing it with a more nuanced exploration of social attitudes of the time.
Anyway...back to work. I'm picking my project of inventorying and photographing the silver utensils again, and am currently pushing my way through a forest of sugar tongs. The fun never ends around here!
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