My tweets

• Sat, 20:25: And I very much appreciate that we did not make it to 73. Gimme cool, cloudy and rain, plz. thx. https://t.co/yixvoNfI8p
• Sat, 20:41: ok this @ravelry thing is getting serious. i can take a 5 minute down but ruining a saturday night?? thatsnotrite

Hot again but, hopefully, temporarily

It was at least really really pleasant and cool while waiting outside for the gym to open this morning. But then the sun came out. Oh well.

I came straight home after my swim and had some breakfast and hit the sewing room. I did laundry while I finished my latest shirt. And then I remembered that I hadn't washed the fabric.

You are supposed to wash fabric before you cut it out to sew with it. I used to never do it but it really is better to know how the fabric is going to work when it is washed. So, right now, I'm washing the rest of the fabric. My clean clothes are on the bed so that they must be folded and put away or I can't go to sleep.

I saw a top on a woman yesterday that I cannot forget and cannot remember the exact details of. I need to start taking pictures of people who's clothing details I want to remember. I'm fascinated by an odd collar or a different hem or seam or fabric placement. I rarely notice the people carrying around the fascinations but their garment architecture? Absolutely and obsessively.

I got some A4 sized paper so I can finally print out patterns that are made for non-US standard letter head. It's possible to make it work but not that easy and the A4 paper was easy and not expensive to get. Thank you, Amazon.

The ballgame will be starting shortly. And I think I'll have it with some cheese and crackers and apples.

So Susan, Who is someone you miss?

I really miss my friend, John. John was my age and died in 2004 (when he was 55) of an undisclosed hereditary disease/condition called hemochromatosis (he had a build up of iron that no one knew about - completely treatable had anyone figured it out before the autopsy).

He and I worked together at IBM in two different locations. We worked for the same guy and did a lot of traveling together for work. He had lived in Seattle in the 70's and always talked about it so fondly that when I was deciding where to go, Seattle popped into my head and here I am.

We met in Minnesota and then moved to Northern California. Neither of us knew anyone in California nor had we ever been there. So we made it our mission to discover it all and we had a great time. Then when I moved to Seattle, John was a frequent visitor. He spent every Christmas here with me for many years.

He was tall and really good looking and had a really soothing deep voice. We shared a love of food and discovery and fun. We were never intimate. And we never discussed it. I never questioned it. We each had romances of different strengths on and off but we were more like siblings with each other.

He had the driest sense of humor of anyone I ever knew. He could drop a syllable with a tone in a situation that would just send me into pee-in-your-pants hysterical laughter. We had good good times. We played a lot of gin rummy. And olympic Jeopardy. And we had adventures. He dared me to bungee jump so I did. One day we went to Victoria, BC for lunch in a float plane.

He was always there with good advice and kept me in line when I needed it.

He retired from IBM in 2004 and bought a condo in Newport Beach, CA but I think he was leaning towards spending a good part of his years in Sydney, Australia with this woman he'd fallen in with. But, he had some kind of mysterious thing going on he wanted to get fixed first. Three months later, he was dead.

I miss his laugh. I miss his fun. I miss his counsel. I just miss him. But, I am so very grateful to have had him in my life.



Here we are in Invecargill on South Island of New Zealand in 1994