Good news for anyone who wanted in to fall Yarn School but didn’t make it in time: openings!
We have one small private room, one shared double, and a few group room slots. If you register for both sessions (Yarn School + Felt School), you get a bonus session in the Dye Lab with the marvelous Adrian of Hello Yarn, she of the penetrating dyes!
I love the very beginning of the month before Fiber School! I’m wildly excited, but not yet utterly stressed out. I just ordered the fiber, and I went a little crazy and tried a bunch of new fibers for the shop & dyeing.
I’m re-shooting the Caranaby reknit today for knitty. But this is all I can safely show:
That could be anything!
My 40th birthday came and went with little fanfare and with much sulking and bursting into tears. I honestly didn’t expect to have any emotional reaction, but the day started with my parents waking me up to laugh at how old I am, which I imagine was supposed to be hilarious, but coming before I was really awake, it had the opposite effece and kind of set a bitter, depressing tone for my whole day. My birthday unluckily fell in the PMS zone, which always makes me act like something of an embarrassing stereotype, and yesterday was no exception. Yay. The sucky part is, I’m still 40. Man. I’m seriously not handling this well at all.
Think happy thoughts, think happy thoughts.
Families can do dumb things even if they are your family. The 40s will be great, take my word for it. The only age that’s better is your 50s.
Someday I’m going to make it to your school, but the job won’t allow it this year. It seriously looks like fun.
Have a happy birthday week!
Happy Birthday! Just celebrate that you made it another year, and don’t concern yourself with the number :)
If you email me your address I’ll send you a gift!
The actual birthday day usually sucks, so I take a day to myself later in the week. Maybe you can do the same. Wishing you a happy birthday anyway.
Oh Nikol….so sorry for your tears around your birthday! I had a really bad time on my 50th. My father passed away that year and I just flat out felt old. You rock as far as I’m concerned! And there is something to be said for wisdom acquired with age. Take care my friend and I hope to see you one of these days.
Happy belated birthday. The 50s are better. Just think of people who never see their 40th birthday. Count you blessings and you are certainly blessed with creativity and intelligence. Have a great week.
Seriously, the 40’s are great. The 50’s are even better emotionally, but physically you start to fall apart and your energy/focus levels get wonky (menopause, among other things). In the 40’s, you’ll have most of the ‘I know who I am’ centeredness that you’ll have in spades in your 50’s, but your body is still pretty much your own. Best of both worlds!
As for what Beverly says… well, she’s right, really. The fact that turning 40 seems like such a negative deal to you shows that you have not yet faced a serious life-threatening crisis… terminal disease, having your home blown down by a tornado or hurricane, etc. That’s good! But if you *had* dealt with such a thing, you would be very happy and excited to have reached your 40th year. Life is short and precious. You will never have this exact time again, so do everything you can to live in – and appreciate – the moment.
And give your parents a little slack, if you can bring yourself to do so. I know they weren’t being the most sensitive people in the world… but they were there, and they are still around. Like I said, life is short and precious – appreciate the folks for who they are, while they are still there to annoy you. They may not be perfect, but they love you, and there’s a lot to be said for that.
(I dreaded turning 50, I thought Half A Century sounded so old… until I was diagnosed with terminal cancer at age 49. Then I was really grateful to turn 50, and now 51. Some days are really hard, but boy, do I appreciate the heck out of the days that aren’t too bad!! Not because I’m so smart or spiritually advanced, but simply because I know those days won’t be there for long, so I HAVE to make the most of them. I wish I’d known to do that decades earlier!)
Take care of yourself, treat yourself a little bit every day – eat the dessert first. And have many, many more happier birthdays!!