3. The photo above shows the progress I've made on my latest Tulip Cardigan. It also testifies to why one shouldn't knit when brain-impaired due to a cold: I puzzled about why the body was so much shorter than the pattern suggested it should be by the time I got to the end of the stripe sequence, but shrugged and simply added more rows of the seed-stitch hem. Only when I was casting off the sleeve hem today did I get that flash of memory (from the last time I knit this very pattern) -- I was supposed to repeat the stripe sequence until I got to the desired length. A better person than I would undoubtedly have frogged the i-cord edging, the seed-stitch trim before that, and then added at least another two colours to body and sleeves both. But I really, really want to cross this one off my list, so I'm counting on that extra hem length and on blocking the heck out of it. As long as it will fit 'round the baby, mom can think of it as a cropped sweater, no? Actually, I don't think there will be too much discrepancy, and you won't tell, will you?
4. And finally, this little tidbit that I'd copied into a potential post weeks ago and then left dormant. It's from Stephen D. Brookfield and Stephen Preskill's Discussion as a way of Teaching: Tools and Techniques for Democratic Classrooms which I've gradually been working my way through. I like it because it succinctly articulates my efforts to destabilize, really, students' positions. Perhaps the opposite of what many of them think that I should be doing -- they'd like me to be delivering units of authoritative, reassuring information, intellectual capital for their banks, deposits in the c.v. Instead, I hope, with Brookfield and Preskill, that:
5. And finally, something that might make you laugh given my occasional pretensions at knowing anything at all about style: I'm going to throw my knee-length down parka on over my pjs, jam a hat over my bad-hair-day hair, put on whatever boots are by the door, and try a little bit of a walk with the dog. One of the beauties of this island is that I won't even raise an eyebrow on anyone who sees me.