My name is Iris and I live in RI with my husband and three angora rabbits.
I’m a piano teacher – been doing that since I was 12, and a medical transcriptionist – just got called back to work after being laid off last November – yay!
I’m surprised I’m not a Gemini because I seem to be two people in everything in my life, my jobs, my hobbies, my moods, etc. But no, I’m a Capricorn, a mountain goat; apparently one that keeps climbing and then reclimbing alternate paths to the peak of the mountain that is life.
I have a son and a daughter in their 20’s – he lives in Brooklyn and does IT for a PR firm, loves to bike and loves all kinds of public transit.
My daughter just spent a day (out of her usual job as a jewelry designer) doing a photo shoot for Berroco, and the featured patterns are being introduced one at a time right now. Both my kids have long-term significant-others but no one is in a hurry to marry which is just as well.
I’ve been knitting since forever but will sometimes be passionate about it, and then at times not knit at all, alternatively for years at a time. I could only recently afford the really nice yarns, so I might have gone a little crazy this last round of knitting fever. I also have been a spinner for 30 years.
My husband took up spinning two years ago and weaving one year ago and he’s really enjoying himself. He was spinning a fleece a month his first year. Now it’s more like a fleece in three months, and a major weaving project each month. He’s been using spinning to get himself unwound each evening after a stressful day at work, and as an alternative to hanging out on the web each evening getting riled about U.S. politics. Let’s just say, spinning got him through the final days of the Bush administration.
Iris's Lime Green Square
Gosh, about the squares – they were in my hands and then out of here so quickly, I have to scratch my head to remember what I made. And I forgot to take pictures. But I think I made them both out of Dream in Color Classy, a maroon mitered square design and a lime green simple lace pattern.
There’s a story about the Dream in Color: two years ago I accompanied my husband on a business trip to Chicago and at the time I was obsessed with the Tulip Jackets that the Yarn Harlot had made out of that stuff. The yarn was as yet unavailable anywhere around here. So I spent one afternoon in Knitwerks mixing and matching skeins of Classy for baby sweaters and wound up buying a skein of each color. It’s all in a big bag that I loan out to friends from time to time to make whatever multicolored project they wish. So far the bag has produced seven baby sweaters and several other little items.
Somehow on that Chicago trip I got ill with what became a double pneumonia and I was pretty sick about two weeks later when in my delirium one night I dreamt I had died but had not yet designated a recipient for my piano, my stash, and specifically the Dream in Color. So the next morning I quickly emailed my daughter with my final wishes. They still tease me about that.
Iris's Burgundy Mitred Square
Zoom, I found you online awhile back while hanging out on Ravelry, and I fell in love with your sense of humor, and Duncan. I was actually born in Canada to parents who were emigrating from Germany, so things (and people, and cats) Canadian are dear to my heart.
I also enjoy learning about your local and national politics. And what with our intense health care debate at the moment, I’m also very interested in hearing of your current experience with your medical care. It doesn’t sound very different from our own. Except that you don’t have to fight with your insurance company over treatment. And just today when I visited my own breast surgeon I had to hand over a new insurance card since my husband’s company just changed insurances, which required a few extra minutes of the clerks’ time, and then my surgeon had to compare my coverage with this company versus coverage with the old one, and then he had to fill out the appropriate paperwork required by the new company for upcoming diagnostic testing. Waste of his time and mine. But I got a clean bill of health and that’s all that really matters. (Lumpectomy three years ago for abnormal cells, no further treatment necessary.)
I was glad to read about your clean bill of health today. I don’t have an opinion on Tamoxifen, although my personal philosophy is always, less is better. It is certainly a wonderful thing for those with more aggressive cancer histories where you want all the help you can get. My uncle is taking it (or a relative thereof) after having been treated for a very aggressive breast cancer a year ago. Anyway,
I have a LiveJournal account: http://beetsie.livejournal.com/ but I don’t post very often.
I guess that about sums me up.
I’m thrilled with the final outcome of the afghan and I’m very glad you like it. I’m also quite grateful to the wonderful ladies who got together and did the sewing. And most of all, I wish you and yours many years of good health. Give Duncan a rub on the neck for me.