First off, I had a MASSIVE realization this week. For me, it’s potentially epic.
Fifteen years ago I was in an exchange program to Austria. When I was there I stayed for a little while with a really awesome family. Actually, I stayed with three pretty awesome families but, in this case, I’m talking about the one in the middle of my exchange. They took me to a family party; I can’t remember the reason for the party, there may not have been one. What I do remember though was the amazingly super sweet grandmother. The party was at her house and I sat beside of her during lunch. We chatted as best we could with my very limited German and her limited English. After food, she asked if I’d like some tea.
I. LOVE. TEA. I used to steal sips of my Granny Boo’s tea when I was a toddler. I’m also ridiculously picky about it for somebody that loves it so much; I only really like black tea, don’t really like added flavors at all, and I drink it straight. If I’m feeling sick, I’ll throw in a spoon of honey but that’s really the only exception. Of course I took her up on the offer for tea! I was stoked to have a hot cuppa in the middle of the day.
While she was inside brewing it, her son told me I was brave because nobody else dared to drink tea with her. This is a guy that took me to a pub so I could win him some free beers by hammering nails into a log with the sharp end of a hatchet…and he wouldn’t drink tea with his mother. She seemed very excited when I accepted the offer because she got to brew an entire pot instead of just enough for her.
She brought out a pot of tea so black that my first thought was maybe she mixed up the words for tea and coffee…but tea is tee so surely neither of us bumbled that one up. It was so strong and so bitter and absolutely amazing. We finished off the pot in no time. She was elated to have a tea drinking buddy and I’ve been on the search for that tea ever since. I’ve bought the strongest teas my local shop offers. I’ve asked for the strongest teas at the amazing tea and crepes place over in Massachusetts; I even drink their samovar teas without dilution. Nothing is quite the same.
Which is where my realization came in this week. She of course spoke English with an accent and I had always thought she’d said it was a type of Russian tea. She didn’t know a brand, just a type. Now, I think I misunderstood her years ago. I think what she actually said was it was a Frisian tea….which, honestly, makes a lot more sense considering the locale and could’ve easily been muddled by accent and my own ignorance. I’ve done a bit of research and think I’ve hit the spot — she did, after all, have rock sugar for it and it’s the only tea I’ve ever drank that was strong enough for me to at least try adding some sweetness on the second cup.
So long story short, I’ve placed an order for some East Frisian tea and am anxiously awaiting its arrival. If it’s still not the same, I’ll continue my search and will still enjoy the black tea!
…and in other news, crafting insanity is full swing here.
I think I’m up to my eyeballs. Not complaining! I’m super excited! I had such a crafting doldrums last year this it’s nice to feel excited about stuff again.
I altered the pajamas pattern and have been churning out pairs. They’re not hilarious fleece skinny jeans any longer and are quite comfy. Hubs wants additional pairs and has also asked that I make him a fleece shirt to match at least one pair. I ordered some fleece from Joann’s holiday clearance when it was 1.50 a yard so at least they’re affordable jammies! I’m sure it’ll be a circus when it arrives and I start bashing my head against the wall to figure out a shirt. I still have to hem and elastic the new “original” pair for me, then I can consider that UFO finished. 🙂
…and the big dog has now taken over the pajama flop from the first attempt. He’s uncrossed the legs and lies between them with his head on the “lap”, just like he does when one of us gets on the floor with him. It’s kind of funny to watch the dogs wrangle the legs around.
I’ve had the amigurumi itch for a little bit so bit and bought one pattern and am also eyeing a free one.
The above is the pattern I bought from lalylala on etsy (and also her photo, but I’ll have my own soon enough!). I mean, seriously, it made me want to stab my eyeballs out it was so cute. I have the stuff to make it as well, I’m just trying to behave and put it off until I finish another UFO.
The free one I want to make is from Amigurumi Today….and is also a cow. Here’s their photo:
I’m a big fan of not the most typical stuff, though I’ve seen some of them grow in popularity lately which is AWESOME! I love gnomes, alpacas and llamas, rhinos and unicorns and narwhals, fauns/satyrs, and cows and cats. I had a llama shirt when I was about 5, so these aren’t new developments. I’m sure there are some other weird things I’m mildly in love to full on obsessed with (sometimes bumble bees make an appearance).
So getting back to other things, I’m still working on the monarch mittens. I didn’t forget you, UFO list! They’re slow going since I’m at four colors and full on intarsia in the round. I still think they’re fun, albeit fiddly when I have to untangle everything. They’ll get done eventually….hopefully sooner than later!
I’ve also got the stuff cut and ready to start making the rugs (#11 on my list). I think I might clear off my ironing board, currently a “wtf do I do with this” pile, and see if I can churn one of them out tomorrow. I have two to make.
…and I’m horribly naughty and joined a Row Along from Fandom in Stitches. It was only a matter of time and I knew I was going to hop on this ship as soon as it was announced last year. It’s Star Trek. Seriously, how could I not?! The designers posted a sneak peak of the photo today on their designer page (I’m only there because many moons ago I made a Captain Hammer block for the site) and oh lawdy, I’m excited. Hubs saw it the mock-up and has already claimed it as his. He said I already have my Spock quilt, so it’s only fair he gets a Trek one too.
I also practiced working with vinyl a bit.
It’s now hanging above my kitchen sink. I can’t resist being snarky and crass at times. 😀
…and don’t worry, it’s not cast iron! Somebody gave it to me as a Christmas gift years ago with a little brownie mix. I have an induction stove and this little pan isn’t magnetic enough to work on it, so definitely not real cast iron. I didn’t know what to do with it until this week.
When I craft, I have massive attention span problems. I’ll get all of this done eventually! So long as I stick to having at least one UFO on the needles/hooks/etc. I’m still good with my goal from the beginning of the year.