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<!--Generated by Squarespace Site Server v5.8.3 (http://www.squarespace.com/) on Thu, 03 Dec 2009 08:16:17 GMT--><rdf:RDF xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:rss="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:admin="http://webns.net/mvcb/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:cc="http://web.resource.org/cc/"><rss:channel rdf:about="http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/my-craft-journal/"><rss:title>My Craft Journal</rss:title><rss:link>http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/my-craft-journal/</rss:link><rss:description></rss:description><dc:language>en-US</dc:language><dc:date>2009-12-03T08:16:17Z</dc:date><admin:generatorAgent rdf:resource="http://www.squarespace.com/">Squarespace Site Server v5.8.3 (http://www.squarespace.com/)</admin:generatorAgent><rss:items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/my-craft-journal/2009/12/2/joyeux-noel.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/my-craft-journal/2009/12/2/christmas-giving.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/my-craft-journal/2009/12/2/finally.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/my-craft-journal/2009/11/29/overheard-at-our-house-on-thanksgiving.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/my-craft-journal/2009/11/29/stories-that-stick.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/my-craft-journal/2009/11/27/confessions-of-a-yarnaholic.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/my-craft-journal/2009/10/29/everyone-has-ideas-what-do-you-do-with-yours.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/my-craft-journal/2009/10/28/life-imitates-art-again.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/my-craft-journal/2009/10/27/life-imitates-art.html"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/my-craft-journal/2009/10/14/sweater-weather.html"/></rdf:Seq></rss:items></rss:channel><rss:item rdf:about="http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/my-craft-journal/2009/12/2/joyeux-noel.html"><rss:title>Joyeux Noel</rss:title><rss:link>http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/my-craft-journal/2009/12/2/joyeux-noel.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Alison M. Rice</dc:creator><dc:date>2009-12-03T04:29:30Z</dc:date><dc:subject>Christmas France Paris Traveling boulangerie decorations fromagerie shop windows triperie</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span class="full-image-float-left ssNonEditable"><span><img style="width: 425px;" src="http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/storage/holiday%20tree%20scene.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1259814783233" alt="" /></span><span class="thumbnail-caption" style="width: 425px;"><strong> Holiday shop window scene in Paris. </strong></span></span></p>
<p>Four years ago, the Cyclist and I celebrated Christmas in a most untraditional way: We went to Paris. With my parents.</p>
<p>The motivation for this trip really started earlier that year, when the Cyclist and I visited Europe for the first time in 2005. After a week in Florence, Italy, we couldn&rsquo;t wait to use our passports again. And with a baby on the way, I thought we better get there again soon, because with the costs of daycare and college these days, I figured it would probably be 18 years before I visited again. (Unfortunately, I have not proved that assumption wrong. Yet.)</p>
<p>Meanwhile, my parents had never gone overseas either and loved the idea of doing something a little different for the holidays, especially if it involved French food, the Louvre, and the Eiffel Tower.</p>
<p>So, the four of us &ndash;or rather the five of us, given that I was five months pregnant with the Little Supervisor at the time&mdash;went to Paris for Christmas.</p>
<p><span class="full-image-float-left ssNonEditable"><span><img style="width: 425px;" src="http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/storage/narrow%20shop.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1259815068145" alt="" /></span><span class="thumbnail-caption" style="width: 425px;"><strong>Many shops and cafes had windows painted with holiday scenes and greetings. </strong></span></span>I could write a short story about our capers, particularly my dad&rsquo;s many, many adventures&mdash;intended and unintended, from Le Marais to Notre Dame, and our sightseeing, but for the moment, I&rsquo;ll stay with the shop windows, which were positively captivating.</p>
<p>I&rsquo;d never seen anything like it. Instead of &ldquo;Sale!&rdquo; or corporately enforced holiday branding, the shop windows of Paris were decorated with festive greetings and holiday images painted by hand. Butchers, boulangeries (bakeries), cafes, fromageries (a.ka. cheese shops, which is nowhere near as fun to say as &ldquo;fromageries&rdquo;), restaurants, and retailers all had them, and it became a visual little treasure hunt as I searched for my next favorite.&nbsp;</p>
<p><span class="full-image-float-left ssNonEditable"><span><img style="width: 425px;" src="http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/storage/triperie.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1259814945353" alt="" /></span><span class="thumbnail-caption" style="width: 425px;"><strong>A butcher shop window features a painting of St. Nicholas, his sleigh, and his reindeer. </strong></span></span></p>
<p><br />&nbsp;</p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/my-craft-journal/2009/12/2/christmas-giving.html"><rss:title>Christmas Giving</rss:title><rss:link>http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/my-craft-journal/2009/12/2/christmas-giving.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Alison M. Rice</dc:creator><dc:date>2009-12-03T03:42:21Z</dc:date><dc:subject>Little Supervisor holiday gift giving</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em>Over Thanksgiving, I decided to start teaching the Little Supervisor that Christmas isn't just about getting, but also about giving. A transcript of our conversation follows.</em></p>
<p><strong>Me:</strong> "So, we need to start thinking about what we want to get Daddy for Christmas this year. What would you like to give Daddy for Christmas?"</p>
<p><strong>Little Supervisor</strong> <em>(excitedly, and without hesitation)</em>: "A big-boy sleeping bag with a monster on it!"</p>
<p><strong>Me:</strong> [speechless]</p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/my-craft-journal/2009/12/2/finally.html"><rss:title>Finally!</rss:title><rss:link>http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/my-craft-journal/2009/12/2/finally.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Alison M. Rice</dc:creator><dc:date>2009-12-03T03:31:03Z</dc:date><dc:subject>Knitting Little Supervisor</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span class="full-image-float-left ssNonEditable"><span><img style="width: 400px;" src="http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/storage/polar%20bear%20hat%20west%20va.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1259811701563" alt="" /></span></span></p>
<p>During our weekend in West Virginia, the Little Supervisor at last let me take a proper photo of <a href="http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/my-craft-journal/2009/3/15/polar-gratitude.html">her wearing her polar bear hat</a>.</p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/my-craft-journal/2009/11/29/overheard-at-our-house-on-thanksgiving.html"><rss:title>Overheard at Our House on Thanksgiving</rss:title><rss:link>http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/my-craft-journal/2009/11/29/overheard-at-our-house-on-thanksgiving.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Alison M. Rice</dc:creator><dc:date>2009-11-29T15:42:59Z</dc:date><dc:subject>Cooking Little Supervisor</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>"Daddy, what you doing to that turkey? That not nice to do to that poor turkey."</p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/my-craft-journal/2009/11/29/stories-that-stick.html"><rss:title>Stories That Stick</rss:title><rss:link>http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/my-craft-journal/2009/11/29/stories-that-stick.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Alison M. Rice</dc:creator><dc:date>2009-11-29T14:46:49Z</dc:date><dc:subject>Albert Payson Terhune Almanzo Wilder Anne of Green Gables Black Beauty Caddie Woodlawn Dread Crew: Pirates of the Backwoods Imagining Kate Inglis Laura Ingalls Wilder Reading Strega Nona Sunnybank Farm These Happy Golden Years Witch of Blackbird Pond Writing</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I discovered Kate Inglis&rsquo; blog, <a href="http://www.sweetsalty.com/">Sweet Salty</a>, last summer, and her lyrical, magical, gut-wrenching stories of being a &ldquo;ghost mother&rdquo; caught at my heart and captured my imagination. She recently published a book (<a href="http://www.dreadcrew.com">The Dread Crew: Pirates of the Backwoods</a>) and <a href="http://kateinglis.squarespace.com/blog/2009/10/13/the-dread-crew-meme-stories-that-stick.html">proposed a meme</a> with questions considerably more challenging than the typical &ldquo;paper or plastic?&rdquo; After way too much thought, here are my answers.</p>
<p><strong>1) You are facing an epic journey. You may choose one companion, one tool and one vehicle from any book or film to accompany you. Or just one of the three. It's up to you. What do you choose?</strong><br />Companion:<a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/07/05/opinion/05kristof.html"> Lad, the collie of Sunnybank Farm</a> and a main character in Albert Payson Terhune&rsquo;s dog books.<br />Tool: Strega Nona&rsquo;s pasta pot so I would never be hungry.<br />Vehicle: I&rsquo;m torn between Nancy Drew&rsquo;s roadster, the Batmobile, and Black Beauty the horse, but I think I&rsquo;ll go for Black Beauty: cars can break down at the most inconvenient of times, and good mechanics&mdash;or <a href="http://www.nypost.com/p/entertainment/movies/item_4LhLvreFmJVmEIFY22duwNI">a Lucius Fox</a>&mdash;can be hard to find.</p>
<p><strong>2)&nbsp;You can escape to the insides of any book. Where do you go, and why?</strong><br />Caddie Woodlawn. This book, which like the Laura Ingalls Wilder books, covers the childhood of a pioneer girl in the Midwest. But unlike the Little House books, which continues into Laura&rsquo;s adulthood, Caddie Woodlawn&rsquo;s story ended after just one book: I always was left wanting to know more. (I did discover a sequel when writing this meme, but I never knew of it until now.)</p>
<p><strong>3) You can bring one literary character into your current life. Who do you choose, and why?</strong><br />Anne of Green Gables. I read this series each summer for years when I was a child. Anyone who can quote Tennyson, die her hair green by accident, and break a slate over a boy&rsquo;s head because he called her &ldquo;carrots&rdquo; is a friend of mine.</p>
<p><strong>4) ______________ is my go-to book. I could read that book fifty-seven times in a row without a break for food or a pee and not be remotely bored. In fact I&rsquo;ve already done that but it wasn&rsquo;t fifty-seven times. It was sixty-four.</strong><br />How can I possibly pick just one?</p>
<p><strong>5) Of all the literary or film characters that made an impression on you as a kid, who was the most enviable?</strong> Maida Westabrook. My father, who has an internal homing beacon for used bookstores, used to bring home novels for me: Frances Parkinson Keyes&rsquo;s historical fiction, Albert Payson Terhune&rsquo;s dog books, and much more. One of his finds was <a href="http://www.ethomsen.com/maida/the-maida-books/">a Maida book, about the young daughter of a loving businessman</a> who helps his little girl create these miniature, child-friendly versions of adult places for her friends and herself: a &ldquo;little shop,&rdquo; a &ldquo;little school,&rdquo; a &ldquo;little island.&rdquo; I found them totally enthralling. I mean, just listen to the description: &ldquo;All of her friends spend a happy summer in Maida&rsquo;s perfect little house with everything a child could wish for.&rdquo; Who wouldn&rsquo;t find that enviable?</p>
<p><strong>6) Of all the literary or film characters that made an impression on you as a kid, who was the most frightening?<br /></strong>Goodwife Cruff in The Witch of Blackbird Pond, who was so suspicious of Kit Tyler that she convinced her husband to accuse Kit as a witch in Puritan New England.</p>
<p><strong>7) Every time I read</strong> <em>Wuthering Heights,</em> <strong>I see something in it that I haven&rsquo;t seen before.</strong></p>
<p><strong>8)&nbsp; It is imperative that _________________ be made into a movie. Now. I am already picketing Hollywood for this&mdash;but if they cast _________________ as _________________, I will not be happy. I will, however, be appeased if they cast _________________.</strong></p>
<p><strong>9)&nbsp; _________________ is a book that should never be made (or should have never been made) into a film.</strong></p>
<p>Answer to questions 8 and 9: Ages ago, I read a book about the making of Gone With The Wind, and it changed my thinking about books being made into movies. So often, readers and fans expect the movie to be a literal translation of the printed page, and realistically, filmmakers just can&rsquo;t do that. Or if they did, it would result in a dreadful movie. There are exceptions, of course: the Harry Potter movies amaze me with their detail, special effects, and fidelity to the books. But most books are simply too complicated to be an effective movie, with their multiple characters and subplots. Think about it:&nbsp; a movie must go from start to finish in 90 minutes to (perhaps) three hours, but a book can take hours or days or months, as a reader digests and considers each plot development in her own time.</p>
<p><strong>10) After all these years, the scenes in</strong> <em><a href="http://www.womenwriters.net/domesticgoddess/kleinalcott.htm">Little Women</a> where Professor Bhaer chastises Jo for her &ldquo;sensational&rdquo; writing and then later proposes to her (which she accepts (!))</em> <strong>still manage to give me the queebs.</strong> How appalling of Louisa May Alcott to create such a memorable, independent character and then marry her off to a quasi-father figure who criticizes her writing.</p>
<p>11) <strong>After all these years, <a href="http://www.scribd.com/doc/14342604/Laura-Ingalls-Wilder-08-These-Happy-Golden-Years">the scene where </a></strong><em><a href="http://www.scribd.com/doc/14342604/Laura-Ingalls-Wilder-08-These-Happy-Golden-Years">Almanzo Wilder gives Laura Ingalls a gold bar pin</a> with a tiny house and lake etched on it for Christmas in <a href="http://www.powells.com/biblio?isbn=9780060885441">These Happy Golden Years</a></em> <strong>still manages to give me a thrill.<br /></strong><br />12) <strong>If I could corner the author</strong> <a href="http://www.rachelsimmons.com/">Rachel Simmons</a>, <strong>here&rsquo;s what I&rsquo;d say to her in one minute or less about her book,</strong> <a href="http://www.rachelsimmons.com/books-and-articles/odd-girl-out/">Odd Girl Out</a>: "Thank God someone finally took girls&rsquo; social bullying seriously."<br /><br /><strong>13) The coolest non-fiction book I&rsquo;ve ever read is</strong> <a href="http://dohistory.org/">A Midwife&rsquo;s Tale</a> by <a href="http://history.fas.harvard.edu/people/faculty/ulrich.php">Laurel Thatcher Ulrich</a>. Every time I flip through it, it makes me want to discover a bundle of diaries and letters and transform them into a book, bringing an ordinary woman back to life.</p>
<p>For more classic books for children and young adults, <a href="http://www.neh.gov/projects/summertimefavorites.html">click here.</a></p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/my-craft-journal/2009/11/27/confessions-of-a-yarnaholic.html"><rss:title>Confessions of a Yarnaholic</rss:title><rss:link>http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/my-craft-journal/2009/11/27/confessions-of-a-yarnaholic.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Alison M. Rice</dc:creator><dc:date>2009-11-28T01:36:31Z</dc:date><dc:subject>Dye for Glory Knitting Little Supervisor Sock Summit Three Irish Girls</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&nbsp;<span class="full-image-float-left ssNonEditable"><span><img style="width: 425px;" src="http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/storage/october%20november%20004.JPG?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1259373323030" alt="" /></span><span class="thumbnail-caption" style="width: 425px;"><strong>A package arrives from Three Irish Girls.</strong></span></span></p>
<p>While everyone forages for day-after-Thanksgiving dinner, I am escaping to the world of <a href="http://www.ravelry.com">Ravelry</a>, where I just discovered that I have 50 (!) different yarns in my stash. Fifty different yarns? How did this happen to someone who is surely the slowest knitter in the world? Mercifully, I generally have just one skein in each yarn, but STILL. I am worrying that my plastic yarn tub (just one, I swear) will explode under pressure, just like Rebecca's overstuffed closet in <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1093908/">Confessions of a Shopaholic</a>.</p>
<p><span class="full-image-float-left ssNonEditable"><span><img style="width: 425px;" src="http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/storage/october%20november%20006.JPG?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1259373337616" alt="" /></span><span class="thumbnail-caption" style="width: 425px;"><strong> The Little Supervisor gets involved.</strong></span></span></p>
<p>The most awkward realization regarding this stash assessment&nbsp;for someone who still has not learned to knit a proper sock? The news that I have a frightening number of skeins of sock yarn in my collection. Given that the Second Sock in my First Socks looks as though it was knitted for someone with a talon for a toe, this is a disturbing discovery.</p>
<p>But I just could not resist the power of<a href="http://www.ravelry.com/socksummit"> Ravelry and its Dye For Glory sock yarn competition</a>.&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;</p>
<p>Organized in conjunction with the inaugural <a href="http://www.socksummit.com/">Sock Summit</a>, Dye For Glory encouraged small and large dyers alike to submit a special colorway for judging by Ravelry readers and for sale at the summit. As we've discussed already, I am no sock knitter (or so I keep telling myself), but these yarns could have persuaded just about anyone to dig out the size 1 double-pointed needles.</p>
<p><span class="full-image-float-left ssNonEditable"><span><img style="width: 425px;" src="http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/storage/october%20november%20009.JPG?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1259373354589" alt="" /></span><span class="thumbnail-caption" style="width: 425px;"><strong>The Little Supervisor inspects "Father Time" and "Alchemy," both by Three Irish Girls.</strong></span></span>Which apparently I&nbsp;will be&nbsp;doing, stat.&nbsp;</p>
<p>"You can knit me some new&nbsp;socks with these?" the Little Supervisor asked as she opened the package from <a href="http://www.threeirishgirls.com/">Three Irish Girls</a>. "Two socks for all of us--Mommy, Daddy, and Lucy?"</p>
<p>Sure, sweetheart. Because Mommmy also picked up a skein each of <a href="http://www.lollipopcabin.com/">Lollipop Cabin's</a> "Laying in the Autumn Leaves," <a href="http://www.knitwitch.com">Knit Witch's</a> "Brewtopia," and Knit Witch's "Portland Rain."</p>
<p><span class="full-image-float-left ssNonEditable"><span><img style="width: 425px;" src="http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/storage/critters%20and%20yarn%20030.JPG?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1259373612612" alt="" /></span><span class="thumbnail-caption" style="width: 425px;"><strong>Laying in the Autumn Leaves by Lollipop Cabin</strong></span></span></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>PS: All three of these packages contained a delightful surprise: a little yarn "lollipop" from Lollipop Cabin, complete with a pattern for an itty-bitty sock; a teensy skein from Knit Witch, and a sweater stone from Three Irish Girls. Charming!</p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/my-craft-journal/2009/10/29/everyone-has-ideas-what-do-you-do-with-yours.html"><rss:title>Everyone Has Ideas. What Do You Do With Yours?</rss:title><rss:link>http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/my-craft-journal/2009/10/29/everyone-has-ideas-what-do-you-do-with-yours.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Alison M. Rice</dc:creator><dc:date>2009-10-30T03:57:15Z</dc:date><dc:subject>Audrey Niffenegger Her Fearful Symmetry Imagining Reading The Time Traveler's Wife Writing</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I may be one of the few women in the country who hasn&rsquo;t read <em><a href="http://audreyniffenegger.com/time-travelers-wife">The Time Traveler&rsquo;s Wife</a></em>, but that couldn&rsquo;t stop me from going to hear <a href="http://audreyniffenegger.com/">Audrey Niffenegger</a> speak Thursday.</p>
<p>In town to promote her new book, <em><a href="http://audreyniffenegger.com/her-fearful-symmetry">Her Fearful Symmetry</a></em>, Niffenegger spoke with Scribner editor in chief Nan Graham in a Smithsonian Associates event. Dressed in a long black outfit with a touch of Goth, Niffenegger talked the influences on <em>Her Fearful Symmetry</em> (nineteenth-century novels and literary conventions), the history of London&rsquo;s <a href="http://audreyniffenegger.com/audreys-photos-highgate-cemetery">Highgate Cemetery</a>, and her creative process.</p>
<p>Everyone has ideas, she said. &ldquo;The question is, are you going to grab one and ask it questions?&rdquo;</p>
<p>That&rsquo;s a valid question in itself. Like many writers, I keep an ongoing story idea file that is perpetually overstuffed with clippings and printouts. I have a digital version in my email, where I tuck away email messages that contain story leads and potential sources for the always-upcoming news meeting. But the size of those two folders--paper and electronic&mdash;is dwarfed by the ideas for articles, stories, books, blog posts, crafts, and goals professional and personal that swirl so frequently in my mind.</p>
<p>Even stories that are fully reported, with their interview notes indexed by source with colorful post-its, can languish in my notebook as I at times lose my motivation to bring that story idea to reality.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.cartoonbank.com/1996/Its-plotted-out-I-just-have-to-write-it/invt/112738">It reminds me of this New Yorker cartoon</a>, which to me perfectly illustrates the crazy synergistic process that has to happen in a writer&rsquo;s mind (or at least my writer&rsquo;s mind) before a story begins to flow onto the page.</p>
<p>But too often we get stuck long before we plot out our project in post-its.</p>
<p>Niffenegger suggested tonight that writer&rsquo;s block is really a sign that a person needs to go back and reframe the question that they&rsquo;re asking.&nbsp; I agree to a point. One of the most valuable newspaper writing seminars I ever attended essentially said the same thing that if you&rsquo;re having trouble writing a piece, you probably didn&rsquo;t organize it well. If you&rsquo;re having trouble organizing, then you probably didn&rsquo;t think through your reporting. And if your reporting is going poorly, then you need to reconsider the initial premise of the story.</p>
<p>However, an attack of writer&rsquo;s block (or the crafting, athletic, or artistic equivalent) assumes you had the courage to risk writing that story in the first place. To me, that&rsquo;s what Niffenegger means when she talks about the difference between people who have ideas and people who ask those ideas questions. The first group is content to daydream; the second is willing to consider what it might take to bring that idea to life.</p>
<p>Which type of person are you?</p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/my-craft-journal/2009/10/28/life-imitates-art-again.html"><rss:title>Life Imitates Art. Again.</rss:title><rss:link>http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/my-craft-journal/2009/10/28/life-imitates-art-again.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Alison M. Rice</dc:creator><dc:date>2009-10-29T02:39:25Z</dc:date><dc:subject>Calico Critters Little Supervisor Parenting</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/my-craft-journal/2009/10/7/there-goes-the-neighborhood.html">Remember Sherwen's encounter with Daddy Bunny?</a>Apparently Rage Kitty does--and so does the Little Supervisor, who actually set up this tableau. (Seriously.) But she also quickly moved to defend her beloved baby panda Patsy and her mommy from the stuffed intruder with the&nbsp;maniacal eyes and disturbing name. "No, Rage Kitty! You can't come in the Panda house!" she declared.</p>
<p><span class="full-image-block ssNonEditable"><span><img style="width: 425px;" src="http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/storage/Rage%20Kitty.JPG?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1256784204010" alt="" /></span><span class="thumbnail-caption" style="width: 425px;"><strong> Don't look now, Mommy Panda, but a giant orange cat is watching you. </strong></span></span></p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/my-craft-journal/2009/10/27/life-imitates-art.html"><rss:title>Life Imitates Art</rss:title><rss:link>http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/my-craft-journal/2009/10/27/life-imitates-art.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Alison M. Rice</dc:creator><dc:date>2009-10-28T02:05:52Z</dc:date><dc:subject>Knitting New York City Purl Bee Purl Soho Traveling</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><span class="full-image-float-left ssNonEditable"><span><img style="width: 250px;" src="http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/storage/A%20Steady%20Rain.JPG?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1256696934277" alt="" /></span><span class="thumbnail-caption" style="width: 250px;"><strong>Daniel and Hugh, as seen on a steadily raining day.</strong></span></span>When I ordered tickets to see Daniel Craig and Hugh Jackman on Broadway in &ldquo;A Steady Rain,&rdquo; I had no idea that the play&rsquo;s title would prove so apt a description for my day in NYC.</p>
<p>It rained. Steadily.</p>
<p>But the soggy weather was worth the trip (via the new Bolt Bus&mdash;leather seats and free wifi for $45 round-trip from D.C.). When I was younger, I daydreamed about living in New York City, which seemed so intimidatingly and thrillingly oversized, from the skyscrapers and the population to the sheer number of taxis and the wealth of museums, theaters, stores, and more.</p>
<p>After years living &ldquo;out East,&rdquo; though, I am no longer quite so intimidated by the Big Apple, but I still find myself thrilled by the city every time I visit. There&rsquo;s just something about the energy of the place, where life happens 24/7 and the locations captured in novels and movies (&ldquo;<a href="http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_ss_0_6?url=search-alias%3Dstripbooks&amp;field-keywords=eloise+at+the+plaza&amp;sprefix=Eloise">Eloise</a>,&rdquo; &ldquo;The Age of Innocence,&rdquo; &ldquo;Breakfast at Tiffany&rsquo;s,&rdquo; &ldquo;Miracle on 34th Street,&rdquo; &ldquo;When Harry Met Sally,&rdquo; &ldquo;Sex and the City&rdquo;) materialize before your own eyes.</p>
<p><span class="full-image-float-left ssNonEditable"><span><img style="width: 150px;" src="http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/storage/Purl%20Soho.JPG?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1256697051176" alt="" /></span><span class="thumbnail-caption" style="width: 150px;"><strong> Purl, in Soho. </strong></span></span>In addition to seeing 007 perform in person, I also took a pilgrimage to <a href="http://www.purlsoho.com/purl">Purl</a>, which was friendly, well-stocked&mdash;and approximately the size of a postage stamp. Purl Patchwork, its sister store down the block, is even smaller&mdash;it is perhaps two-thirds the size of a postage stamp.</p>
<p>Given New York rents, I know I shouldn&rsquo;t have been surprised at the small square footage, but I think my surprise had more to do with the inverse relationship between the shop size and the influence Purl and its blog, the <a href="http://www.purlbee.com/">Purl Bee</a>, seems to have in the knitting community.<span class="full-image-float-left ssNonEditable"><span><img style="width: 150px;" src="http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/storage/purl%20patchwork.JPG?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1256696385018" alt="" /></span><span class="thumbnail-caption" style="width: 150px;"><strong>Purl Patchwork. If only I could make time to learn how to sew....</strong></span></span>&nbsp;</p>
<p>True, Purl&rsquo;s founder previously worked for Martha Stewart Living Omnimedia, but I suspect that experience and connections only represent part of the shop&rsquo;s success.&nbsp; What I encountered was a tiny, colorful yarn shop filled with useful touches and helpful assistance.</p>
<p>A round table displayed yarn swatches the size of placemats. Staffers offered to wind skeins into balls for free. They answered phone calls from panicked knitters about yarnovers and patiently re-taught a novice how to cast on a scarf. Shop windows and walls displayed baby booties and other projects that I&rsquo;d only seen before in the crisp photographs of <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Last-Minute-Knitted-Gifts-Joelle-Hoverson/dp/1584793678">Last-Minute Knitted Gifts</a> or the Purl Bee blog.</p>
<p>Yes, even real-life knitting in New York City imitates art.</p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item><rss:item rdf:about="http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/my-craft-journal/2009/10/14/sweater-weather.html"><rss:title>Sweater Weather</rss:title><rss:link>http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/my-craft-journal/2009/10/14/sweater-weather.html</rss:link><dc:creator>Alison M. Rice</dc:creator><dc:date>2009-10-14T14:15:41Z</dc:date><dc:subject>Knitting Miss Bea's Dressing Up Rowan All Seasons Cotton Tinkerbell Sweater</dc:subject><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>This is how I know I have become a knitter: I have started my first sweater.</p>
<p><span class="full-image-float-left ssNonEditable"><span><img style="width: 425px;" src="http://lisforlatte.squarespace.com/picture/sweater%202009%20007.jpg?pictureId=3459389&amp;asGalleryImage=true&amp;__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1255529902148" alt="" /></span><span class="thumbnail-caption" style="width: 425px;"><strong>Tinkerbell Sweater (in progress) from Miss Bea's Dressing Up. </strong></span></span></p>]]></content:encoded></rss:item></rdf:RDF>