episode 7: a change in the weather

Fall has come to Seattle, and I am loving it.  Okay, the fact that we no longer get any direct sunlight in our apartment is not so great, but I am really enjoying the cool weather and the fog.

I spent this morning watching the fog roll in over Lake Union, and then start to roll out.  My picture-taking skills can't quite capture it, but hopefully you can get some sense of it from this.  So beautiful.

Of course, fall weather also is good for the knitter.  When I was in Colorado a few weeks ago, it was in the 80s and people were gushing about how nice the fall weather was.  That's not fall weather.  Fall weather is when it is cold enough in the morning that you want to wear a nice handknit scarf.  I finished my first of the season, My So-Called Scarf, this past Thursday, and I am already on to my second.

Sweater knitting, however, is not going so well.  Emily left what I thought was the last meow on the blog a few days ago.  Then, yesterday morning, I discovered that the kitties had more to say.  I found parts of Roam (the hoodie I have been knitting) drenched in eau de chat. 

I immediately plunged the sweater in an anti-cat enzyme bath, and I am waiting to see if it will survive pee-free:

But let's just say I am seriously pissed. 

I've been thinking a lot today about knitting as metaphor for writing.  Frogging is actually a useful way to think about what a writer does when she deletes a big chunk of writing and decides to start all over again.  And of course, all writers tink.  But I am not sure what the writing equivalent is of waking up to discover that your cats have peed all over your work in progress.

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Anyhow, this episode is bound to be a bit disjoint if only because I am soon to be Rhinebeck bound.  I leave for New York in a few days, and I'll be busy giving talks and catching up with old friends.  I'll tell you what I've got planned for this episode, but I make no promises about when exactly the posts will make their way to the blogosphere.

First, we'll revisit another 80s song about fashion in honor of Project Runway with the classic eponymous song by David Bowie.  (Can I just say that Kenley's wedding dress almost makes me want to have a wedding, just so I can wear it?)  Then I'll review all the selfish knitting I've been doing these past few weeks, and hopefully have a cat pee update on Roam. 

For my disbelieving friends out there, I'll review Stargate's first six seasons and tell you whether Mr. F has really made a convert out of me.  Next up, I'm working on an essay on revisiting the stash after months of being in Seattle.  But I am still thinking about politics, so the book review this episode will be of Barack Obama's Dreams From My Father.  And finally, Perry and Emily will get the last (hopefully pee-free) meow.

Comments

[Chris]

Hmm, perhaps a hard drive crash that you aren't sure your data will survive?

[Heather Joins The Round]

OH MY GOD! That is SO DISGUSTING! Cat pee is the absolute worst, thank God for the enzyme cleaner. I'm sure it will work, that's great stuff.

Is that really the view from your condo? Fabulous!

I'm sure your man's already told you this, but get used to the 'no direct sunlight', and get ready to not actually see the sun at all for two or more weeks. Ah, Seattle! I do miss it.

[Jodi]

Oh no, that poor sweater!!!! Bad kitties. Man, I should consider myself lucky on that front (although vomiting & #2 outside the box have both taken place here within the past week -- ugh). In fact, Kylie puked on my copy of The Opinionated Knitter -- guess that shows how much respect she has for EZ.

Have fun at Rhinebeck, and good luck with your paper.

[JayJay]

Yikes, that's terrible! I really hope it comes clean. I'm glad you are enjoying Seattle. It looks beautiful. I hope to get around to visiting someday.

[Jamie]

I've come into my office to find partially digested cat food all over my keyboard and my chair. These days I close my office door when I'm not home...