One of the wonderful things about living in Costa Rica is the unexpected finds. Last week, on my way back from the grocery store in the middle of the afternoon and in the center of town, cars stopped to let a cow cross the street.
The cow walked in front of me and looked at me with it's beautiful brown bulgy eyes and then kept on going. Fortunately, I had my camera. So I have proof that a cow took itself for a walk.
I swear I haven't shaved my head donned a brightly colored robe and now spend my days giving away free hugs at airports. To be honest that doesn't sound too bad, although I would miss my bouncy curls. But think of the money I could save on conditioner alone. I wonder if Anthropologie makes a cute robe perhaps with bright plastic buttons and an embroidery peacock.........hmmmm.
You see why I haven't been blogging?!? Lately I have the attention span of a gnat with tendency to let my mind wander. And not in a good way either. So no knitting has been done. There has been plenty of baking, cooking, traveling and jewelry making (I have the cracked nails and calloused fingers to prove it).
Which leads me to one of my latest thought and slightly brilliant thoughts, a name change! Like Prince becoming a symbol or Octavious dubbing himself Augustus Ceasar. I want something that better reflects where I am today. No, not a phenomenally talented musician or a Roman ruler but just a gal who cooks, crafts and takes a fun trip from to time.
And so I christen the blog, "Craft, Eat, Travel, Sleep.....Repeat."
I hope you enjoy what's to come.
The corner of Cordoba and Scalibrini Ortiz in Buenos Aires marks the entrance to knitter nirvana. Here a knitter can enjoy a soul satisfying afternoon wandering from yarn store to yarn store. When your reserves get low a quick stop in a cafe for coffee and a pastry to ensure you have the energy needed to power on through.
There is something for everyone; knitters, machine knitters, crocheters, newbies and even people looking to use yarn with mink bobbles! The variety of fibers, colors and project ideas is unlike anything I have ever seen.
Nubes has incredible window displays. The kind that make your mouth water and stoke your creative juices. Sadly, inside the store a far less satisfying experience awaits you. The store has loud muscicm poor lighting and even worse customer service. The clerk seemed bent out of shape that I was interested in cotton. He was even more upset when I asked for assistance in calculating the number of skeins needed for a short sleeve cropped sweater. Customer service in Buenos Aires is normally top notch. But at Nubes the clerk felt the need to be openly rude. Finally, I explained that clearly it was my mistake to think that it was his job to assist me then tossed the skeins at him before walking out. I don't recommend this store.
If you want a great yarn selection and incredible customer service check out Yanabey (http://yanabey.com/). The staff were kind, helpful and had a fantastic sense of humor. When I sheepishly asked if I could take a picture they said no problem. Then we had a good laugh when the cashier asked the clerk weighing the yarn if he needed lip gloss. In the end the clerk recreated the weighing of yarns.
Yanabey's yarn selection was phenomenal almost overwhelming. It was three walls of floor to ceiling cubbies filled with yarn of every color and fiber. The urge to touch was incredible and so I did. I gently rubbed a few skeins and squeezed others with the kind of enthusiasm that would have made Mr. Whipple furious.
Eventually, I settled on three skeins of a nice cotton yarn for a baby blanket for Sarah Joy's soon to be born bundle of joy. I can't post a pic because she reads my blog and I wouldn't want to ruin the surprise. I also picked out a breathtakingly gorgeous vegetable silk yarn. I have no idea what I'll make but I am sure it will be gorgeous.
After three hours of unadulterated bliss in the yarn district my adventure came to an end. Instead of catching a cab, my yarn shoppers high propelled me the five kilometers home. I hope to have chance to do it all again in the future.
Despite, drinking caffeinated tea for breakfast I cannot dream up a clever opening line. It seems the colossal laziness that lead to running out of my precious decaf Earl Grey, not knitting a single stitch in weeks and abandoning my blog has finally seeped into my gray matter rendering me a boring scribe. It is my sincerest hope that big words will make me interesting once more.
I didn't exaggerate I have been over taken with laziness that borders on unbridled sloth-dome. Some days I don't bother bathing until just before lunch. I wear sweats about 75% of the time. I crave naps or time in front of the telly have watching half doing nothing. I am just phoning it in at yoga class. I am just bleh, blah, blech.
I do obsessively manage Koshka's on-going illness and symptom of the week. Poor girl she truly feels the bleh, blah blech. This week she a cough and her front paws are swelling. Though she may feel awful she is wearing a styling sweater.