Junk TV

Tomorrow is my birthday. Since I live far from my family we have a tradition of sending presents for our birthdays. I started it sending flowers to my mother, and she and my sister continued it over the years.

The presents were mainly flowers: something that you can order from anywhere but it doesn’t travel far because it’s prepared close to the recipient. The tradition was working fine… until today. I got a wonderful orchid and a TV.

I had two orchids and the oldest and most precious died during the moving from Belgium to Madrid. I guess it froze and nothing could be done regardless of all my care. So this new orchid was very well welcomed since it was a phalaenopsis, like that one. But the TV… well, I’m not those people that think TV as evil, like those parents forbidding their children to watch TV. I just think it’s useless. I watched a lot of TV during my childhood, because it was the only way of enjoying movies and series at home. Nowadays we have internet and we can watch whatever we want and whenever we can. I don’t need a TV for that. Since I lived in Belgium I got used to not watching regular TV. And when I say that, I mean not waiting for my favorite show or not listening to some shouting contest program. I am happy with my peace and happy with my right to choose what to watch in my laptop, which has a wonderful screen and nice loudspeakers. And we have a beamer for special days.

Have I ever mentioned that we moved to a very small apartment and that, even I try, I am not great at organizing? Don’t get me wrong, I love the apartment and the area, but I was used to live in bigger places and I accumulated a lot of junk over the years. I had to throw out and give away a lot of things, and a TV is not something really small that won’t pass unnoticed. I had to make place for it, but I haven’t plugged it and don’t intend to. I’ll look at it as it is for a couple of days, to see if I really feel the need of using it.

I’m feeling guilty and ungrateful, but since I got the call in the morning to tell me about the delivery of the TV I’ve been quite cranky without a clear reason. I can just think that I’ve always said that I did not want a TV and now this black thing is looking at me and saying “Can you imagine how much wool could you get with the money spent on me? You see? you had to move your antique mandolin so that I could be here? And I do nothing, I’m just a junk TV. ”.

Butternut Scarf

Wow! It’s been a while since I published something here. Summer was finally too hot and a I took a little break in my knitting and went temporarily back to crochet. Sadly I didn’t finish anything and it seems that when I turned to knitting I did it for good.

Even before the Summer ended I started knitting again, but I became freaking lazy to post anything or even to upload my pictures (I know that my family is still waiting for some pics to be on my Flickr). The reason is that many days I work from home. That means that I spent almost the whole day at home in from of a computer. That doesn’t leave me with a lot of energies to do more useful stuff in front of my Mac after work. So, very ashamed, I have to admit that most of what I do at home after work is watching series in an almost a compulsive way. This is what you get in Autumn: shorter days, cold, rain and a lot of knitting while watching something. Oh, well, yeah, I’m also doing some sports to fight this laziness, but that’s a subject for another occasion.

Just before leaving for our Summer trip to Algarve, I finished the Butternut Scarf. I was after that project for a while for my mum. I have already mentioned her surgery last year, and her need to wear scarves to conceal her scar (I should make a post one day about all the scarves I’ve made for her). It’s true that overtime the scar got less evident, and in Summer she even decided to show her chest again let it go.

I fell in love with this scarf since the moment I laid eyes on it. What I needed then was the perfect yarn for the perfect scarf. And I liked the idea of making it in yellow, similar to the original. After looking and looking in several shops (what’s with the lack of yellow this year?), I came across the perfect yarn at Tejeme, a yarn shop from Asturias with great stuff and a website for online shopping. There I found Malabrigo Lace Pollen. It was a bit pricy, but I was impatient to feel all the good qualities Malabrigo is famous for.

A few days later a small package arrived, beautifully wrapped, with a handwritten note and a marker as a gift. The yarn felt immediately soft as silk in my hands.

The pattern seemed a bit of a challenge at the beginning, but after some repeats it stuck to my head and I didn’t need to walk around with the instructions anymore. Every stitch came naturally to me. Here you can see the scarf at its beginnings with the little marker the folks at Tejeme sent:

After some days the scarf was finished and I gave it to my mother when they came to Madrid for our trip to Portugal. I am very proud to say that I saw her wearing it several times during our Skype calls. It feels so good when you make something they like.