Megint csomag - Packet again

(I wrote this on saturday and even posted it but then took down as i wasnt satisfied wwith it. It's rewritten a bit now and bearable :)

It's really not good that i have more inclination to write when i'm melancholy then when i'm happy. Bad girl.

On friday morning i was running late - luckily as i was heading to the door (already 5 minutes late) the bell ring and i could take the package!! Yeay :)

But could not open it :( It was sitting behind the door all day 'till i came home, and i felt well enough only hours later to actually open it. And these waited for me patiently inside:

Lots of yarn - merino and alpaca and squashy wool and everything fine :) Plus a tin of cinnamon candies - goodness, they are spicy! i was surprised, i think i never tasted concentrated cinnamon before :D And a bagful of bonbons and little chocolates - another surprise, as Fiat is a car brand for me :D but they turned out very tasty a chocolte too. Thank you (not) secret (anymore) pal :)
Its all lovely, i just have the problem now to decide which yarn to use and for what project! I recently figured out what will i do with the baby merino from my first package - matching fingerless gloves for my mum and me - and i'm running out of ideas. Winter is long here but not really cold and if i make something even slightly too warm i just can't bear to wear it as it makes me feel like being in sauna, so i had to be smart (which is a rather hard thing from someone as silly as me) . I really have to learn lace as it will make things less toasty.
Ehh, this sounds like complaining but it is not - i'm very happy that i have to do this kind of thinking :)
And another thanks for my spoiler Typesetter for writing all the history and local pieces about the yarns - they all have a story, unlike those mainstream yarns anyone can get in any yarnshop. For example the big blue skeins are from a very old mill in Milano - which will close soon :( So, it really feels like a piece of history.

Now i'm going to finish the package for my spoilee, and then finish the socks - 10 cm of cuffs left - and then mum's vest - 6 inches left (aka eternity) - and then i will do lots of mitten and hat and scarf knitting.
With some sewing in the meantime, and i'd really like to do some spinning too - it's a lovely thing, the problem is i need lot of room and preparation, so all the fiber and the spindle are just laying around in the corner for weeks now :( I wish i could do all these in the same time - sometimes i just stand over my yarn stack, the sewing mashine and the fiber, plus some books, and just can not choose. I 'm so grateful that this is one of the biggest problems in my life :)

Könyvmoly - Bookworm

Well i guess Jane Austen and vintage radio comedy does not go well together, just like heavy metal and knitting, but whatever. No one is so unlucky to have to put up whit me, so i can be as queer as i wish :)

So, four full watch later, short - sleepwise - with 2 hours, i'm on page 232 now (still p&p, now paper and ink format) , and of course i know myself enough so i bought two more books as well for next week. Now that i'm almost at the end, and also having been read Persuasion in english, and Sense and Sensibilty both in english and hungarian, i think i really like Jane Austen and she would be my favourite writer ever - - if she would be covering history and/or fantasy as well and wouldn't concentrete on girly topics, though for this i complain only when i'm not reading; when i'm reading, i'm perfectly contented with the books :) I'm insatiable i know, an old fault of mine. My other would-be fav is Neil Gaiman who has fantasy but i miss the female thinking and delicacy - obviosly as he is a male... And i love 'Mrs Murray' too, but more her books then her writing (if this makes sense).
Now, i'm not a high-strung literature critic, i'm just looking for a soulmate writer :D I used to write myself for my own entertainment but since i live in england and consequently use english in a big part of the day, my writing skills are all but gone. A few days ago i did not use a word in a text message to my cousin - in hungarian - because i wasn't sure of the spelling. This had never happened me before. Ever. Not even in primary school, i was always very good in spelling (as i always read a lot once i learned it...) It was painful. My english is getting better, but i feel the price, and in a very unexpected way, as everyone is always talking about homesickness and stuff, but i never heard anybody mention the loss of the mother tongue. Ok not loss, but the decreased quality. So to make up for this, i'm on a constant lookout for someone who writes like i would if i could :)

I'm an oddball, anyways so shouldn't be surprised :)

Huhh

Just watched Pride and Prejudice. The 1995 bbc version. The whole series.

Twice.

o.O (giggling away.... :D)

Dolgok - Things

2. világháborús repcsik kötelékben (mind a kettő, aztán amég két másik keresztbe, kicsit lemaradva); a városközpontban füstszag, a mentőállomás teli kocsikkal, most meg helikopterek. A boltban kirakva - egy hete, már a szülinapom előtt - a karácsonyi pudingok és sütik. Nemcsak hogy saláta, szendvicskrém sincs ecet nélkül. Veterán a bolt előtt adomáynokat gyűjt én meg majd elsüllyedek mert mi a másik oldalon voltunk. A felső lakás lépcsőjén két akkora ventillátor - falkiszárítási célból - ami elég lett volna hogy az egész gyárat lehűtse a nyári hőségben. A zuhanyzót naponta kétszer pókhálózom, mégis egyre több van belőlik, de soha nem tapasztalt mértékű ellenszenvvel gondolok a vegyi fegyver bevetésére, így még küzdök egy sort a partvissal. Büszkeség és balítélet dvd-t úgy vinni a pulthoz mintha szégyelnem kellene, hogy romantikus filmeket nézek.

Nehéz az élet.

:D
...

2nd ww airplanes flying in formation (both of them, the other two crossing left and right a bit later); smell of smoke over the town centre, ambulance station full with vans, and now helicopters. The shop - a week ago, days before my birthday - already stocked with christmas pudings and cakes. Realizing not only salads, but sandwich toppings also do not exist here without vinegar in them. Veteran in front of shop doing collection, and upon seeing it i want to sink into the ground as we were on the other side back then. On top flat's stairs two fans - drying the wall - big enough they could have cooled the whole factory during this summer's heat. Cleaning the bathroom for spiderwebs two times a day now and there's just more and more of them, and for never-before -so- big guilt i'm still holding back the chemical weapons and struggle a bit more with the brush. Taking Pride and Prejudice dvd to the till like i should be ashamed for watching romantic movies.

Life's hard.

:D

Amivel nem haladok... és a háttérben ami miatt ez van.
The thing not too well in progress... and in the background the culprit.








Ezt még azelőtt készítettem, hogy megvettem volna a varrógépet. Kézzel varrva. A szabómesterség a génállományomban van, csak sajna egyelőre úgy varrok egyenesen, ahogy anno anyu szántott: görbén :D (Túl alacsony volt, így vagy kinézett a traktor szélvédőjén, vagy lecsúszott a pedálokhoz...)

I made this before i bought the machine: completly hand-sewn. Tayloring is in my gene pool only problem is making straigth lines - i make just as 'good' lines as my mum did when ploughing: crooked ones :D (She was too short for the tractor so she looked out, then slid down in the chair, steered and used the pedals, then up again...)

Varró-da - Sewing

Szabadságon, tegnaptól hétfőig!!! Jejejeee :) Pakolászok a két szoba között, ééés tesztelem az új varrógépet :) Vasárnap vettem.

I'm on holiday from yesterday till monday!! Ye-ye- yeahhh :) Still moving stuff between the two rooms, aaaand practicing with my brand new sewing machine :) I bought it on sunday.

Meglepődtem, milyen hamar belejöttem és hogy mennyire ugyanolyan minden varrógép, de legalábbis az a kettő, amivel valaha is varrtam :) Két nagy különbség van köztük: ezen a talp-emelő nem hátul van, hanem az ív alatt, jobb kézre. Nagyon szeretem a gépet, úgyhogy valahányszor föl akarom emelni a talpat, végigsimítok a hátulján bal kézzel, az emelő helyén - ott, ahol anyu gépén van - meg az összesen, amit ismerek, ideértve a nagyapám/nagynéném profi Singer-jeit is. De ezen nem, ezen jobbra van, bal kézzel el se érem.
A másik, hogy a hátramenetet lenyomva kell tartani. Fura nagyon.
Ó, és az a tárcsa - az öltésválasztó - az böhöm nagy. Muris :D Olyan játék-szerűvé teszi az egészet, mintha nem egy 120 fontos komoly háztartási cucc lenne.
A gázpedáltól tartottam még nagyon, mivel anyu gépe pedálos, és vezetni sem tudok, de nem olyan vészes. Bár még nehezen találom el a sebességet.

I fund that all sewing machines - or at least the two i ever used - are pretty much the same. Only two main differences are: first, the position of the foot lever: this one has it under the bow, right hand side from the needle. Every other machine i know - including my granddad's/aunt's professional Singers - have it on their back, to be handled with left hand. So every time i had to lift the needle, i stroke the back of the machine with my left hand, than say grrr, and search for the lever with right hand...
The other thing is the reverse button which has to be kept pushed down. Weird.
Oh and that pattern selection dial is biggggg. Funny :) Makes it feel a bit toy-like :)
Also, my mum's sewing machine has a foot treadle, and i can't even drive, so i was a bit afraid from the speed pedal but it's going well. Only i have difficulty with choosing the speed...

Ezt alkottam vele még vasárnap:
Lövésem nem volt, mit fogok vele kezdeni - de ma kitaláltam! Vasalóalátét :)

I made this on sunday, and had no idea what the hell could i use it for. Now i figured it out: ironing board substitute :)