There are many things that stink about having to wear specs full time. Nobody ever talks about these things.

1. Smudges. Where do they come from? Even if I never touch my specs or go near anything gacky or sneeze or walk past a sticky child, smears appear.
2. Rain. What the hell am I supposed to do when it rains? I've settled for hiding behind my hair and tipping my head forwards and putting a hat on, and if the shower is heavy enough putting my specs in my bag for a bit (increasing the chances of smears, see above). Bloody rain.
3. Reading in bed. The only acceptable way to read in bed is head on pillow, lying on side, one hand stuck out to hold book, doona snuggled up over ears creating g a glorious snuggly head cave with hole for eyes. The only acceptable way. Specs make this Very Difficult. Special bed Pince-nez are starting to look attractive to me.
4. Hurty parts. Specs take some time for eyes to get used to. Nobody talks about other parts having to get used to specs. Sides of the bridge of the nose for instance. Or dear god the sensitive thin skin over cartilage at the back of the ear. The skin that really can't take much abrasion before the burny hurty sensation makes the spec wearer tetchy then ragey. That has had a week to toughen up and is still as wussy and hurty and complaint as it was the day it met the specs.

I can see better. I suppose that is something.

 

Hooray hooray it's le Tour de France time again and this time I'm in a country that shows le Tour on the telly. New Zealand, I'm looking eastward at you and squinting my eyes at your lack of Tour coverage...

And le Tour de France equals the Tour de Fleece, a spinning event hosted on Ravelry. Every year I enter and I haven't made it to the end yet, but this year I'm trying really hard.

Day 1 - merino fibre, I don't know it's origin or its colourway, purplish, spun crazy fine on my Ashford Teaditional wheel. I've been spinning this on and off (well, mostly off) since February and my Aura was still in transit, and crazy fine is my comfort spinning. Another couple of sessions and I should have 100g of singles over two bobbins ready for plying. Maybe it will grow up and become a shawl or something, it is destined to be lacy.

 

Day 2 - a very busy day here at Casa de Venus, so not too much time for spinning. Today's spin was a mash up of two spinning swaps I've played in recently, a fabbo new spindle from NZ, it is made of Kauri timber and I love it, and some Dorset fibre, from Gnomespun Fibres, colourway It's not Easy Being Green, and I love it. I've never spun Doeset before, being from the end of the earth where everything seems to be merino or merino cross and slinky and slippery, this Dorset was a huge change. It is crunchy and crispy and sproingy soft and squishalicious. It creaks as I draft it. So much fun. I'm thinking it might grow up to be a three ply yarn and then some socks, but don't hold me to it, I am fickle and can change my mind whenever I like.