Thankful for Photos and for Hand Knits
A couple months ago, HWWV swung our duvet over his head while we were changing the bed and managed to knock down our faux antler chandelier, damaging it ever so slightly. In fact, one of the faux antlers literally broke off except its electrical insides stayed intact and the antler, along with its cute little lampshade turned down toward the ground due to gravity. It's a good thing he didn't swing with all his Chi intact (because he's a black belt times three or more, don't get me started about the first time I saw him fifteen years ago there in the dojo swooping up through the air doing some sort of fancy high kick, his waist-length hair swinging around his back and just about hitting him on his right cheek as he let out a whoop! that stopped my breath. I fell in love with him at that moment and he fell in love with me [or so he says] about two minutes later when I sat down on a chair by the wayside and took off my purple Doc Marten's and announced to the room that I needed to get into my Gi, first of all, and second, I needed to get to know that guy who just flew through the air and who happened to be wearing khaki-colored bikini underwear that showed through his karate pants).
Whew! Must start my thought again.
At any rate, he helps me take the photographs. And now, after taking pics of all my yarn and all my stuff and all my blog thingys the guy has started a new life as a photographer. I met him when he was a student from London (by way of Southeast Asia) and who came to California for college. In those days, he only dated Swedish girls . . .or Norwegian girls. (Heh. He thinks I'm sort of exotic, but I hate to break it to him: I'm both Swedish and Norwegian.)
I only say this stuff because I need to take a minute and mention that many of the pictures in this blog are ones that he takes for me. He takes them for me late at night or on a weekend when he'd rather smoke a cigar and listen to his music in the backyard. He'd rather do a lot of things instead of take pics of yarn, like take a run or sleep on the couch. Instead, he takes pictures for us.
On other news, I went to Yoga today. I was sick the past few days; I didn't tell you about it because I always feel guilty when I get ill. But I was sick. I'm well now and made my way to the class and while I was walking across the parking lot two yoginis got into a fuss in the busy parking lot and next thing I know, there they are, wearing fancy Los Angeles-type yoga gear and shaking fists and reaching into their car windows to honk their horns at each other and yell obscenities. Oy. (Or should I say, Ohm?) Next thing I know, I'm settling down for my class and the gal, the one with the louder of the two horns, settles down behind me with about 16 props. We're talking about three cashmere blankets, two or three things I can't even name, three layers of foam, two eye pillows; one in a brown, another in some sort of linen (yes; I stare), and I kid you not: a special neck pillow that she never used. She did, however, wave down the teacher and ask her for an extra rub of the lavender essential oil.
I wonder if her grandma knit for her like mine did.




I've been reading your blog for aaaages, and I've ALWAYS had a crush on HWWV ;-)
Posted by: Nadine | January 30, 2008 at 11:43 PM
Is there a picture of this great guy on your blog anywhere? My husband used to take pictures in his past life (before the Army that is) and happens to be Pacific Islander. :)
Posted by: Angelika | January 31, 2008 at 03:44 AM
Thank you HWWV for the fabu photos you take!
Geeze, I had no idea people had that many accessories for Yoga. Sorta takes the Zen out of it.
Posted by: Debbie | January 31, 2008 at 04:07 AM
glad your'e feling better and great news that hwwv is finding himself in a new career and one he loves and is so good at and thanks for the bio too...very entertaining. now that he is getting a new life perhaps we can meet him. we're all dying to you know!
Posted by: gay | January 31, 2008 at 04:28 AM
You have a faux antler chandelier? Awesome.
I've nominated you for the You Make My Day award, since you really do.
Posted by: Christabel | January 31, 2008 at 04:31 AM
Congrats (and good luck) to HWWV on his new career - it always makes me happy when I hear about people that are able to do what they love for a living.
(also really enjoyed the anecdote about your "love at first sight" meeting. My husband and I had a sort of similar encounter when we first met. Except no one was flying through the air.)
Posted by: Terra | January 31, 2008 at 06:16 AM
Too funny.
r u sure ur well?;-)
Posted by: MX | January 31, 2008 at 06:23 AM
I don't know about anybody else, but I ***love*** living the LA-yoga-scene vicariously through you. I can almost guarantee that that lady did not have a Norwegian grandmother who knit her an orange-and-brown striped crewneck for Christmas in 1977, like mine did. (I am sorry I never wore it.)
Posted by: Jen | January 31, 2008 at 06:35 AM
All of the photography on your site is very beautiful, HWWV is clearly very talented and has a great eye for compostion and capturing light. I can't seem to get a photo of anything in my yarn stash that reflects its actual color!
Yesterday, in my yoga class, I sat next to a woman who had a yoga mat for her yoga mat so that it wouldn't touch the floor. I would have assumed it was for extra cushion, except that she took the time to tell me this while she meticulously lined it up with the floor boards.
Posted by: meaghsb | January 31, 2008 at 07:45 AM
Hand to God, I think that chic was in my yoga class last week. Only I live in NYC, so maybe not. But wait, she's probably bi-coastal, so yes, I think she was in my class last week. Kudos to you for not taking her out (and I don't mean on a date).
Posted by: RebeccaD | January 31, 2008 at 07:56 AM
HWWV is a very talented photographer.
And I'm with Jen, I love living the LA-yoga-gym-scene vicariously through you. Very entertaining.
Posted by: Cheri | January 31, 2008 at 08:12 AM
Do you ever come out of yoga relaxed? I wouldn't! I don't get the props. But I guess some people need them for everything. We used to separate the good actors from the hacks by the amount of proppage they demanded. Although one good one hinted that extra props helped her get through rough scenes.... Maybe it's all related.
Posted by: Jennifer | January 31, 2008 at 08:23 AM
Thanks for starting my day with a smile and a laugh! I'm excited for HWWV's new career. He definitely has a eye for photography!
I'm glad you're feeling better. I have one that's been sick with a fever for days. With 7 of us in the house, I know we're in it for the long haul!
Posted by: Tammy | January 31, 2008 at 09:00 AM
I always enjoy your photos, they aren't just pictures they have a special flare to them. Also, I love the whole LA yoga scene its hysterical, really!
Posted by: Kathleen | January 31, 2008 at 09:04 AM
I love reading your stories... you have a great eye for the ridiculous!
Posted by: Marlena | January 31, 2008 at 09:48 AM
I still think you married Rodney Yee (snerk). And when you say "us" I'm assuming you mean all the loyal blogfollwers.
Thank you HWWV!
Posted by: Dusa | January 31, 2008 at 10:04 AM
I nominated you for the Make my day award!
Posted by: Wanett | January 31, 2008 at 10:09 AM
Congratulations to HHWV on the new career. I'm sure he will do really well.
Posted by: Mellanie | January 31, 2008 at 10:53 AM
Wow. I so did NOT need to hear that story about how you and HWWV met. I *already* lust and covet him (and GF and Chuck and your stash. . .)
Posted by: MonkeyGurrl | January 31, 2008 at 10:56 AM
Ok, that Rodney Yee (from Dusa, above) was hysterical. Unless of course you actually are married to Rodney Yee in which case, whoa....
I love your 'how we met' story! The most you've ever revealed of him is his feet (I think). Does he still have the long hair? Does he still fly through the air periodically just to keep the romance alive? :)
Posted by: no-blog-rachel | January 31, 2008 at 12:05 PM
Ah los angeles..crazy :)
mind you, Sydney is getting more and more that way every day.
By the way, I kinda twigged HWWV was the guy behind the lens ;)
Posted by: Carson | January 31, 2008 at 01:56 PM
She dosen't want her yoga mat to touch the floor?
Posted by: Scrapper | January 31, 2008 at 02:03 PM
Scrapper, the woman clearly had a cooty phobia of some sort....and she seems to be a regular in that time slot. I just smile and nod.
Count me among those who suspect that Wendy is really Mrs. Yee!
Posted by: meaghsb | January 31, 2008 at 02:49 PM
Great way to meet your husband and I have been wondering who took those great pictures on your blog. :o)
My Swedish grandma knitted tons of scratchy socks, mittens and cardigans for me as a child (I am born and raised there but live in the US now). I loved getting the socks and mittens. It was harder with the scratchy cardigans.
Seems yarns are so different now 30 year later.
Posted by: Yenni | January 31, 2008 at 02:52 PM
He still has long hair but I think the last time I saw him kick was about a week ago.
Posted by: Wendy | January 31, 2008 at 03:10 PM