It means I will move this blog to my own server, permanently. We all know how I feel about Google, and Google WiFi in particular... I could go off on a rant about the Goodness of People, and especially Corporations. Nobody is motivated by anything but their own self preservation. Maybe it comes across as cold-hearted and depressing, but it's what I believe. And I'm allright with it. Privacy is a personal matter to me, and not something I give away just for some measly free internet.
That doesn't mean I don't like to knit for people. I love it. It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy, and that's my reward. It's worth it.
After curbing the insane list of Votive Sleeve Christmas Present Recipients, it's down to the core family, and they are DONE!
The latest fun part of this project was making up names for the different color combinations. Marrakesh with turquoise, golds and blues are for my Gramma. Her favorite colors. Light dusty purples, browns and golds spell Victorian Harem. It's such an oxymoron I love that combo. The spherical candles look a little like boobers too, or maybe it's the picture composition...
Going to Pismo tomorrow. 3 hours of uninterrupted knitting, if my mind allows me.
Holiday is fucking over. It is there, and then poof it's gone. G.O.N.E. The months leading up to it with endless hours of work, then going through it, waking up every morning checking everything, sitting on pins and needles WAITING for shit to break. I'm glad it's over, now it's time to decompress, and I'm not entirely sure I know how to do that. But if we're lucky, we get to repeat it next year!
I mean to take this picture every year, this apartment complex do the tackiest Christmas decorations, but at night with the pool reflections, it is so nice... So California...