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I went to a two week class at this place. (Click on the image for a larger one if you want to read the sign.) Iris and Mark flew out to spend the second week with me. I emailed a picture of the sign as it appeared from the road so that Mark would recognize the turnout. He emailed back, ‘You went halfway around the world to go to Malibu?’ Well, it was like Malibu, only without the armed guards on ATVs running the riffraff off a public beach that the public paid for. Well, this is an entry about our trip, not about local LA politics.

After the class, we took a ferry from Corsica to Italy. The only sad part about our trip was when we left Iris’ beloved kangaroo sweatshirt somewhere on our trip.

Missing: reward for our little Kangaroo

Since Iris had a growth spurt and Mark packed clothes that fit Iris last year, we had to go shopping. Everything was so expensive because the dollar was weak relative to the euro. But Italian yarn is a real bargain when bought in Italy. So I went to a mercerie and got these.

And here is Iris wearing the WIP back home in our sewing/crafts room. I was going to crop the photo, but remembered Crazy Aunt Purl’s admonition to show more of one’s home in blog entries. Not only is it good for net voyeurs, lazy thieves can also case joints in their jammies!

Iris made and launched this today at the FOGE.org LA kickoff event. Each kid decorated and named their own rocket. The guy reading the launch manifest couldn’t believe that someone would name a rocket ‘Rosy Hearts’ and read ‘Rosy Heat’ instead. Iris was not as upset about that as the fact that the rocket went suborbital.

She said that it was a fake rocket because it didn’t go into outer space. And the rocket was so small, it could only lift an ant. She thought she was going to make and launch a real rocket. Mark said her rocket attained an altitude of ~100 ft at the apex of the trajectory.

I let her go to preschool late one day last week so that we could watch the Space Shuttle launch. I guess the really big rocket made quite an impression on her 4 year old mind.

Why does Barbie always reminded me of rockets? Could it be the missile-like boobs? Iris picked out the fat quarter of pink batik and the Burda pattern for the dress.

Maribeth and I attended the Crocheting the Hyperbolic Plane workshop at Machine Project last Sunday. We met Daina Taimina in person and learned how to make some hyperbolic planes. I, of course, went for the most crenulated one for which I increased in EVERY stitch. This took forever. When Iris asked me when I was going to be done, I said it would take a while. So she went and got a teeny, tiny one from the shelf and said, ‘See how cute this is? You could make yours cute and be done.’

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