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I know 2009 was a hard year for many people. I feel so thankful and fortunate that it was a good and full year for Tomory & myself.
2009 was the year I really taught myself to sew, as evidenced above: my first garment ever that I made myself!
For 2010 I hope to develop my sewing skills even more.
This little guy, my youngest friend, celebrated his first birthday and grew so much this year.
Maybe 2010 will be the year that brings Tomory & I a little guy or gal of our own.
Tomory and I (finally!) tied the knot. I look forward to our first wedding anniversary in 2010.
We went here for our honeymoon...first time in Paris for both of us.
Hopefully I will be going to London & Prague in the spring of 2010.
I changed jobs and cut off all my hair in 2009 (it's good to take risks).
In 2010, I am growing it long again, and hope to transition out of nursing altogether.
In 2009 I opened my online store, and sold my first collection of clothing!
In 2010, I hope to present additional collections, and keep the store going. Who knows where it will lead?
Above: New Years Eve, 2008.
It was spent in the company of very good friends. To ring in 2010, T & I will be at home together (he has a cold) and then driving off to the desert for some R&R tomorrow.
** Don't forget: You have until Midnight tonight (PST) to enter to win a cowl I'm giving away. As of this writing, your odds are 1/17 that you'd win. Pretty good odds!
I'll post the name of the winner tomorrow 1/1/2010.
A Happy, Healthy, and Blessed New Year to you all!
I originally intended this cowl to go into the shop before Christmas, but time got away from me. So, instead of just letting it go to waste, I'm giving it away!
It's 100% hand-knit by me, made from very dense, soft and warm 50% Wool, 50% Alpaca.
Perfect for the winter that is still ahead of us. In a nice, deep, classic red.
Just leave a comment under this post about what you are looking forward to in the New Year;
you have until 12 Midnight (PST) 12/31/09!
I'll announce the winner (drawn at random) on New Years Day, and unlike the goods that were in my store, I'll ship this cowl to any location in the world.
Good luck!
El Paso Saddle Blanket Bags.
$30 (!)
via Bird
I love books.
I used to be such a good, voracious reader,too.
No more.
I think it all started to change around nursing school, when all the reading I had time for was comprised of textbooks, textbooks, and more textbooks.
Now, trying to get back into visual art and design, I buy books that I don't read so much as look at: craft books, sewing manuals, artist's books. Like the above books (all Photographs courtesy of Powells). It would be amazing to own those books.
It's shameful. I read one book this year. One. It was good. Not great but good.
Maybe two. I'm not sure if I read The Road this year or last.
But I am currently reading a great book: The Anthologist by Nicholson Baker.
Who knew a book about poetry could be so funny and entertaining? Of course it's about other things too...I came across this passage yesterday, that I thought would be good for this post, because if you are like me, you have so many books sitting on your shelves, that you haven't even really read:
"If we could just-just stop. For one year. If everybody could stop publishing their poems. No more. Stop it. Just-everyone. Every Poet. Just stop.
But of course that's totally unfair to the poets who are just starting out. This may be their "wunderjahr."This may be the year they really find their voice. And I'm telling them to stop? No, that wouldn't do.
But wouldn't it be great? To have a moment to regroup and understand? Everybody would ask, Okie dokie, what new poems am I going to read today? Sorry: none. There are no new poems. And so you are thrown back onto what's already there, and you look at what's on your own shelves, that you bought maybe eight years ago, and you think, Have I really looked at this book? This book might have something to it. And it's been there, it's been waiting and waiting. No squeaky wheel. It's just been waiting."
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