Ta-da!  I have been very busy spinning …. and have even ventured so far as plying – woot!  From left to right — a lovely green merino as a single on the wheel; nest is a shot of it plyed and the third picture is a gorgeous blue blend that I bought from The Dye Pot – it is magnificent. I don’t know if the picture does it justice.  A few months ago when I purchased these rovings, I failed to keep any information about them — I have made a vow to change my ways and start keeping detailed info.  Of course, this vow takes effect with any purchases from here on out and does not apply to fiber buys at Rhinebeck (for which I have already lost the info!).

I have failed to mention that Daughter #1 got her license!  This happened weeks and weeks ago.  After the first driving test snafu – where I earned the title of Bad Mom, the second test experience should have warranted its very own blog entry.  It went smoothly and Daughter #1 was all smiles.

Her new found freedom has been an unadulterated luxury – she has been driving her sister and herself to the barn and this has freed up unimaginable amounts of time in my day.  It is pure bliss. 

Daughter #1 is very good about calling when they arrive, which keeps worrying to a minimum.  I also have the assurance of a good friend of mine that Daughter #1 is a good driver ….. it seems that this friend was very late for work one morning and got caught behind Daughter#1 in the neighborhood.  She called to tell me that Daughter #1 made absolutely full and absolutely complete stops at every stop sign.  She obeyed the residential speed limit.  In short she was making my friend, who was already so late for work, even later.  Good for her I say – perhaps Daughter #1 could give this friend some driving lessons!

thanks beancounter fellow rosemary!

thanks beancounter fellow rosemary!

Our favorite Snowball has bought herself a spinning wheel!  And Wendy is getting a wheel too!  Go spinners go!  If you are thinking about taking the plunge, just remember the holidays are coming and you’ve been very, very good this year!

The new wheels have led to some discussion on the naming of inanimate objects.  Do you name things that don’t breate oxygen?

I think we can all agree that stuffed animals and the like deserve names.  But what about other stuff? 

As you all know, I named my car Onslow — it is the very first car I have ever named. Up until Onslow, I thought it was odd when people named their cars . Somehow its strange appearance called for a name. 

I have also named my spinning wheel Proud Mary.  I named it right away, it never entered my head that it wouldn’t have a name.  On the car ride coming home from MSWF that song was playing on the radio and I knew that this was her name.

What you may not know is that many of the pigs in my vast collection are named as well.  Why name some and not others?  It’s nothing deliberate – no policy or anything.  Just some of those piggies need names. 

What is the point of naming things that cannot answer? Am I frivilous to have named my wheel?  I wonder if frivolity is the tie that binds my whole point together — the inanimate things in my life that end up with a name have a certain air of whimsy?  hmm, will have to think about that ….. And I have just noticed that even though I have given these things names, the pronoun situation has not followed suit.  The car is Onslow, but not him – my wheel is Mary, but not her.  However, Martin is always him.

So how about everyone else ….. what do you name?  (all you men out there:  we already know what you like to name …. draw your attention away from your lap for the briefest of moments and see if there is anything else in your life that has a name!)