Another Pizza Night!

Another cold, but not freezing, grey, and rainy day out there today. March was a cloudy wet month, and April has begun in the same way.

My pap smear yesterday was easier than the time I spent dreading it, thank goodness. It is behind me now.

Attila and I do not feel inspired to outdoor activity today, the weather just isn’t nice enough. Soon that will change, very soon, as April warms towards May’s blooms.

I am about to begin making a series of colour matched washcloths. I have completed three using the single crochet stitch, and now I will create one each with the half double crochet, the double crochet, and the triple crochet stitch. While I am doing this I am going to be learning to assess with more accuracy, the end of one row and the beginning of the next, and the front and back of a stitch so that I can insert the hood under the correct part of the stitch as I go along.

One of the things already learned concerns closing a crochet circle, and preventing the chain from twisting. I discovered that I cannot prevent twisting of the chain visually, the correct edge of the last stitch before moving to the next row is indiscernible. Inexpensive yarn markers, purchased for $1, bobby pins, were used to mark the bottom of the foundation chain, and in particular the last chain was carefully marked. This worked well, except that the bobby pins were long and cumbersome, making them difficult to work around. I am looking forward to using my new yarn markers!

DSCF0511 The bobby pins are the markers that show me the side of the foundation chain NOT to crochet into. A little awkward but it worked. However I am not convinced I am joining the final chain stitch to the correct loop in the first stitch. My foundation chains do not look nearly as clear cut as the one’s in the video’s that I watch, mine are much more ambiguous. The learning will sort itself out in the long term, slow but sure.

We decided that now that is April, and it is cold and raining out here, that we would celebrate our Saturday off with another great homemade pizza with a movie. I found some pizza sauce with half the amount of sodium found in the regular sauce at the store, which means twice as much for me! Flavour, that is what one craves a low sodium, low sugar, low cholesterol diet.

Last night we watched a most depressing film, Tom and Viv. Not knowing anything about the film, we were a good way into it before it was revealed that Tom was T. S. Eliot the poet. Quite frankly I could not get a feel for him, or his wife Viv from the film, the characters, as written in script, were flat. The acting was good, the writing left a lot to be desired. Regardless of that, Viv Eliot’s story is disturbing, and not a happy one. I entertain doubts about the integrity and human decency of T. S. Eliot.

“When Vivienne’s brother Maurice Haigh-Wood, who had colluded in her committal, visited her, he burst into tears. “It was only when I saw Vivie in the asylum for the last time I realised I had done something very wrong,” he told Michael Hastings, author of Tom and Viv, in 1980. “She was as sane as I was. What Tom and I did was wrong. I did everything Tom told me to.”
Source: Not crazy after all these years
October 26, 2001

This was a film we will not watch again. Someday I will read Painted Shadow.
“Carole Seymour-Jones was awarded the Paul Mellon visiting fellowship by the University of Texas at Austin in 1999-2000 to research Vivienne Eliot’s life at the Harry Ransom Humanities Research Center. She is author of Painted Shadow, published this week [October 16, 2001] by Constable & Robinson, £20.00.”

It strikes me, in watching films meant to depict the lives of people who are no longer alive to provide input, that the best that can be hoped for is a skeleton of factual information, dressed in grand style for the theatre, and not necessarily representing the reality lived.

Worldly Distractions


Date: 8:00 AM EDT Saturday 1 April 2017
Condition: Mostly Cloudy
Pressure: 101.4 kPa
Tendency: Rising
Temperature: 0.8°C
Dew point: 0.1°C
Humidity: 95%
Wind: N 16 km/h
Visibility: 19 km


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Bex Crowell

I notice a lot of people use small safety pins for markers in crochet. I got a little box with all sorts of oddments and in it were quite a few different colored stitch markers of two types, which I love. I use them all the time.

Example of my favorite ones:

We saw that movie a couple of years ago I think it was, and it was disturbing, to put it mildly. We also did not enjoy it that much.

We are coming to the end of a series that I’ve had here for ages, maybe a year or two now, called “The Tudors” – oh my! It’s been so good… but very realistic and not for the faint of heart (or is is “feint of heart”?) Two more episodes to go but we are saving them for tomorrow. Four seasons and if you ever want to know all about Henry VIII, this is the show for you.

Bex Crowell

here is the little kit with goodies in it:

Bex Crowell

last one — I wanted to mark where the corners were in this new pattern I started as I’d never done it before so I put the little colored plastic “safety pin” markers at each corner and kept moving them up each row… because the corner was slightly different from the pattern along the row.

TopsyTurvy (Teri)

Sorry your movie was depressing. Sadly, I think quite a few women were placed in asylums in years past, with only a few of them having real reason to be there.

We have bright sunshine, today. Hope you do too and that it’ll help lighten your mood. *hug*

Still the Lucky Few

Viv Elliot would not be the first wife of a novelist to undergo mental problems—remember Zelda? She was F.Scott Fitzgerald’s unfortunate and quite mad wife, who actually gained a great deal of fame throughout her life. And I’m sure there are more…not easy living with an artist who is obsessed!

Stubblejumpers Cafe

And wouldn’t you think that Woolf, who was institutionalized herself at least once, would have been more empathetic to anyone suffering from mental illness?

TopsyTurvy (Teri)

Maggie, I have to disagree with you – with a very strong reason. When I was in university I was in the Honors group, with a CUM of 3.9/4.0. My study was in Psychology. In order to be awarded my degree Magna Cum Laude, I had to do a research paper and defend it to 3 professors. I chose the subject of “The Effect of Experiencing a Loved One’s Death on the Perception of Passive Euthanasia.”

I gave questionnaires to several hundred people, some university members and some not. What I found was that those who had experienced the death of a loved one, no matter how quick or slow, were almost universally more likely to accept hastening the death of someone who was dying, even disregarding suffering or lack of suffering.

Having experienced the death of a loved one had almost universally moved respondents toward empathy, with their not wanting to prolong uncertainty or suffering for another person.

TopsyTurvy (Teri)

My stepdaughter’s school banned peanut butter, as one of her friends came up with a lethal allergy to it. Then we added in a teacher who was lethally allergic to oranges. It’s true, some parents would not (I use “would not” on purpose) be understanding about their child not being able to bring peanut butter or oranges to school. They were angry, in the most selfish terms, over something so small. Fortunately, they were in the minority.

I will admit, though, that even I found the limitations a bit of an irritant at times – but someone’s potential death is much more important than my having to make sure my child’s hands and mouth are cleaned of all traces of peanut butter and orange before she leaves home. And I’m sure other parents actually know that too. It’s just their selfish impulses at being inconvenienced that make the minority vocal.