It was a full weekend. Friday night I was pretty tired so I only watched a movie on Netflix and worked on some knitting (Kalta):
I am working the last repeat of chart 2 now and the pattern is emerging.Saturday I heard the rain on the roof starting about 5 am. I got up around 7, started soup in the crockpot, and took some packages to the post office. Then I joined the local Women's March. It was difficult to stand around waiting for the actual walking to start. There was only one speech, by the organizer, but it was very long. My back started to hurt from all that standing on concrete, but at least the rain had stopped by then. People were friendly, outraged, motivated. After that I took my car to the next town over to have the annual emissions test it needs before I can renew the registration next month. On the way home I went to Kroger to buy groceries.
Coming in to my house with the groceries, my excellent Ethiopian neighbor stopped me and asked me to lunch. He's been asking for a few weeks and since I had a few hours free, this time I said sure. It was a fun opportunity to try Ethiopian food at an authentic restaurant with him, and I did enjoy that very much. We had a huge vegetarian platter with an extra beef and onions dish, and as much injera as I could eat. I was not as impressed by the passenger seat belt in his car that didn't latch properly; probably I should have insisted that I drive, but I really don't know my way around and I was afraid his directions would be bad. Then he used about half of our meal to prostelytize because he's very upset that I am agnostic/atheist. That was uncomfortable. I liked it much better when he was telling stories about life in Ethiopia and the many different jobs he had when he first immigrated to the US. Additionally, lunch went so long that I completely missed the family video call.
So we finally got back to the house, and I ate a little of the soup I had prepared for dinner. The rest of the evening I watched another movie and worked on Kalta.
On Sunday, I finally wound the yarn for On the Spice MarketI bought this yarn (it's Valley Yarns Huntington) five years ago. I'm rather comforted that it was always there, waiting for me to be ready, even when I was unable to even think about knitting. Now I'm ready and it's just as beautiful as ever. I started with Arctic (that's the blue one) and knit the first section. I knit it twice, actually, because I misread the kfbf in the pattern as kfb the first time.
Sunday evening I went to the Velvet Note jazz club with friends. We heard a great vocalist and ate dinner in the dark. The show was very good. No time for knitting after I got home, but I'm pleased with the amount of progress I was able to make on several projects. While I was away, my neighbor left a Christian treatise of some kind at my door and texted me a link to his church's sermon. I like him, but this is a problem for me.








