Comments | libbilu: Where is my German when I need it?

libbilu

Where is my German when I need it?

Aug 11, 2007 16:14

Okay. Here's the deal. My mother was born into a family of German-speaking peoples. They brought the language over with them in the early 1900's, and spoke it even thru the anti-German sentiments of the 1920's. Then the US went to war with Germany again, and my greatgrandfather announced to the family that we were good Americans and German would ( Read more... )

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illuviel August 12 2007, 16:53:44 UTC

Stricken!

mit kleine Nedeln? (is that even the right word?)

Erm, sorry. My German just gave out, too.

Dangit.

But yes gorgeous knittingstuff that way, and I have the urge to put some string on some itty bitty needles in part thanks to wearing the cotton shawl you knitted me ... lovely weight for warming the shoulders here indoors {where the a/c will freeze what the sun fries -- it went with me church-ladyin' this morning .. yee ha. Any service that ends with a rousing rendition of "Rawhide" and people giggling, guffawing and chuckling is a good one ... next week the minister comes back and things are a tad more serious, but still joyful. A happyplace with people in it; who'dathunk it? But I digress}.

I think I have the brainpower, again, to attempt knitting lace, and I have the string and sticks for it (oh, question: can I knit socks with thin cotton thread like you made my shawl of? I've still got a boatload of that thanks to Gram.)

libbilu August 12 2007, 17:53:13 UTC

The only reason I can still tackle lace is because of the muscle memory - kinda like knowing how to play the piano after years of practice. I know my days are numbered (my daze are numb-ered) but still I persevere. I belong to 7 Yahoo groups dedicated to shawls and lace (2 of which are German). And let's not talk about the whole tub I have of sock yarn ( ... )