Dear Flannery


Hi there, Flannery! I hope you still remember me; we met at SAFF in Asheville, NC, a few months back. I didn’t get much of a chance to chat back then, as it was a fibre festival and there were silk fumes and all. However, despite all the Oooh Shiny around us, you made a big impression on me, and I just wanted to let you know I’ve been thinking about you ever since we met.

I didn’t even get a photo with you. HOW LAMEOID IS THAT?

Here’s a photo of me, in an attempt to set the balance of the universe right again.

selfie

I thought that since I haven’t posted in a while, it might be fun to start off the new year with a gratitude: Even though we only had a few minutes when we met, Ms. Flannery, that few moments with you made a big difference for me; my first gratitude of 2015 is therefore for a young woman named Flannery who lives somewhere in the NC area; I think you know who you are. I still smile when I think of you.

alpaca chullo

This little dudette also makes me smile. She has two chullo hats just her size. Note the ear openings…

 

You see, meeting you helped to personalize this blog thang that I do, or rather don’t do as much as I might like. Real people read these words. Some people, not knowing what happened to me after I left Interweave, have spent considerable amounts of time looking for me, and they send me delighted emails when they find this blog. And I am so sad that 2014 has largely been one big huge Writer’s Block for me. I’ve struggled with this quite a bit, as most of you know, and it’s getting to the point where I feel like part of me is missing because I am not posting.

Gotta admit that I am rather tired of that particular feeling. Plus, my trip down south introduced me to Flannery, and a few others whom I’ll introduce to you as we go along; folks who reminded me that when I let go of something that is a joy for me, I am, in a way, abandoning the friends and family around me who connect to that joy as well.

The main floor of the arena at SAFF/NC. Yes, I am taking the photo from the second story of booths. Yes, it is HUGE.

The main floor of the arena at SAFF/NC. Yes, I am taking the photo from the second story of booths. Yes, it is HUGE.

However, new year, new possibilities. I realized today that I was starting to pull back into my winter hermitage, and that was certainly no fun last year, so I’m trying something different. I’m making a calendar for myself for blog post topics, and There Will Be A New Post Once a Week. I will pick a publishing day-of-the-week, and try to stick to that as if I had my editor standing at my desk, pointing at her watch, tapping her foot, reciting “blueline, blueline” in a pseudo-patient voice. (“Blueline” is when the staff of a magazine get the proofs from the publishing house and have their absolutely last chance to get things corrected or inserted before the copy goes to press.)

We’ll see how it goes. My intentions are (gently) focused on that goal, and I really think any efforts in this direction are going to help. Better than not trying, right?

Goodbye 2014

It’s been two months solid of zoomzoom here at Chez Sandita, and here January 1, 2015, was five days ago, and I would very much like to know where the heck December 2014 went, if you don’t mind me asking.

I think I missed December. Plus, I'm getting my new purple coat all wet.

I think I missed December. Plus, I’m getting my new purple coat all wet.

I vaguely remember doctor appointments. And the UPS folks constantly ringing our bell. Windstorms. Wearing two pairs of socks day after day, only to have yet two more pairs develop Holes in them from overuse. (I think I must have Velociraptor claws on my heels.)

I got The Flu on Dec. 23, which is a brilliant way of guaranteeing one’s Christmas will be spent on the sofa with not only one box of tissues, but a backup box under the table, as well as a bag of menthol suckie candies and approving Cat Overlords draped on top of one (“STAY, human, stay. You are finally in your proper role as Cat Mattress Heater. Never get up.”)

I was too sick to open presents. I ate a little turkey, a little homemade cranberry sauce, a little pie, then it was back to the sofa with me.

I slept for five days straight. Even now, ten days later, if I try and do much of anything, like, oh, go to church, or have lunch with someone, I end up falling asleep on the sofa again afterwards. Apparently, this flu is the Popular Flu going around this year, and the sleeping thing just goes on and on for a couple of weeks or more. (Imagine my elation upon hearing this.)

I slept through Christmas, more or less. The first time I felt conscious enough to open the gifts under the tree was New Year’s Eve, in fact. It was kind of a fun way to spend NYE, what with the dog and cats playing with the coloured paper, and TimCat and ZoëCat having to personally inspect every box-like item.

a fine tree indeed

We have an adorable tree, one which ended up decorated in a “woodland/farmland animal” theme, with hedgehogs and sheep and moose and mice and bears; even the above needle-felted alpaca I bought at SAFF found herself a place on the tree.

alpaca hedgehog moose

All right, 2015, here we come. Hope you have some goodness in store for all of us this year.

Chispas

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About sandi

Knitter. Spinner. Quilter. UFO Wrangler. Sometime bead artist and weaver. Almost 2-yr-old kittens, 1 permakitten, 2 grownup cats, 1 beloved dog angel, 1 spouse, 1 crazy life. I suppose that the 5 cats make me 1 crazy cat lady; OTOH, apparently, yes, I do need that much feline supervision.
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16 Responses to Dear Flannery

  1. molly says:

    welcome back! and you are quite right about that house being scary…even my grand daughter thought it was ‘icky’… may the new year bring you good things!

  2. Julie F says:

    Happy New Year! Great to see you posting!! The kitten therapy was fantastic. 🙂

  3. Happy New year Sandi,
    So glad to have you back! Sounds like 2014 was not a stella year for you. Know the feeling and vowed that 2015 will be better. Yours will be too!!!!! It is hard
    to focus on the new opportunities when we let something near and dear to us go but we have to believe that they are there for us. THEY WILL FIND US! Take care of yourself and get rid of that nasty flu.
    Pat aka westies

  4. Mary Lou Seaward (Daftcrafter) says:

    Hi Sandi,
    A posting from you always feels like a special present that I enjoy unwrapping! Your humor, knowledge, and insight help and inspire me as a knitter/crafter as well as a person who has friends dealing with depression and/or illness. Your words are more important than you realize!
    Thank you and best wishes for 2015!
    Daftcrafter

  5. MarySue Moore says:

    Welcome Back, Sandi!

    Editors do have a purpose, even internal ones. Setting a schedule, publicly, makes your goal more concrete and therefore easier to focus on. Nicely done!

    Remember there is a season for everything under Heaven. A time to withdraw, a time to share. A time to be still, a time to be a lap. A time to inspire and a time to be inspired.

    I am looking forward to hearing more from you. I have missed you. Be well.

  6. MarySue Moore says:

    Yay!

  7. Barbara says:

    What a great way to start the 1st full week of the new year! Seeing your name in my inbox this morning made me smile (no small feat at 5:45 a.m.). Looking forward to more frequent visits from you. You were missed!

  8. Simone says:

    Happy New Year. I missed you!!!

  9. Martha Donley says:

    Sandy, So sorry I missed you at SAFF. I always love hearing from you. We met at Abby’s
    Stringtopia weekends, I am llamaleader. I don’t post a lot, more of a stalker. Yes you are being stalked 🙂

  10. Flannery says:

    Happy New year Sandi! It was a great highlight of SAFF to meet you, and I’m so pleased that the memory of our meeting makes you smile as it does me! (Even if I felt like a fangirl!)

  11. Holly says:

    Happy New Year, there is nothing like a kitties purr :-

  12. knitwit56 says:

    Happy New Year, Sandi! No guilt allowed – your posts bring a lot of joy, we all hope you share in that joy. My “blog” has been sadly neglected for months, and none of my 4 subscribers have complained…

  13. Tamara says:

    Happy New Year Sandi! I can’t believe you dug and crawled into a hole for that picture–THAT’S dedication to your fangirls! 😉 I’m so glad to have discovered you are posting again (stupid WordPress is NOT sending me notifications of your postings, but I have your URL in my Chrome quick bookmarks bar, so your name is front and center).

    Hope you have recovered from that horrible flu, I’m so sorry you got it over Christmas, but think of the stress you saved! 😉

  14. Arla says:

    May the new year of 2015 bring you many blessings!!! You bring so many to us with your bloggings that we cannot begin to thank you enough. Although I will say thank you for who you are and what you have given us from the time we first met at Interweave to the present…You are loved and appreciated…for your humour, candidness, and your flair!!!
    Thank you again…

  15. Yes, Sandi, I AM REAL (what an appropriate phrase for the post-Christmas season!). And, my winters err on the severely blue side as well. And while you are feeling your blueness, I want to remind you that you are the medicine for my own. Maybe if your own condition keeps you from the keyboard, you will think of me, sulking miserably around the Pacific Northwest darkness crying out, “Oh where oh where is Sandi my friend?” Crazy thing this electronic contraption of 1s and 2s. It connects us across worlds and gives us the courage to carry on!

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