Seriously, I am waiting for door paint to dry. I put on the second coat and it's still tacky so I can't close it just yet. Grr.
This weekend was door weekend. The Husband helped The Dad take off the old doors and put up the new ones. They are pretty, if you could call a door "pretty," let much more light in, and do not look at all like the grate for some sort of fortress.
I'm a bit behind starting for Ravelympics Summer 2008 due to said doors. My stash also lives in the closet that was blocked during the work. If I had realized how long it would have taken I would've pulled the yarn out sooner.
Photoshop decided to be a brat last nite and killed a design flow that I was quite pleased about. Non-working programs are quite problematic. Luckily the parts saved and I have the sketches though my sketches others don't oftrn decipher. I'd be working on that instead of on here but I know if I get on a roll it will be time to close said door and finish errands.
I keep looking at sweater patterns thinking I'd actually start one. Start being the key word since I have too many WIPa now. Plus I'd have to figure out measurements and I'm not sure if I own a measuring tape. I've used tape measures for stuff before but it's a but different when it's something you are spending hours upon hours to make.
I'm a firm believer in clothes are made for a size for a reason. Too many times have I seen people with some aspect of their body squished out or hanging out of their clothes. Same with people wrapped up so tightly that the fabric becomes see thru or rouches when there isn't any intended. It's not like you are at home in comfy or whatever clothes but in public. I think it's from watching the makeover shows on TLC etc. One size larger = great looking outfit. I know it's a pain for even one sized bigger because I've had to deal with it. (Being set in one size for years and then being one size up does make you go what? wait a min.)
Little Cat and Big Cat are on the desk next to me. They are playing nice for the moment. I am awaiting the yowling mass of fur to start. It woke me up this morning as well. A day I can sleep in luckily meant sleeping in a bit. If they had woken me up way earlier that wouldn't have been fun. Sometimes I think they watch wrestling when we're not home due to the crazy moves and pins these two goofs do. Speaking of goofs, the dogs are quiet. I better go check on them.
Monday, August 11, 2008
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
As I realize it had been a month for posting....
as well as that I STILL haven't taken pictures of the intended.
I've learned that making dishclothes/washclothes work incredibly well with public transportation. Small, easy pattern, not alot to lug around. It all started as an attemped to make a blanket for in here - the office - as well as decrease the stash a bit.
I got almost beened in the head with a cone of yellow blend cotton yarn about a week ago. That could have been bruise inducing.
I can see it now...
Person: Oh wow, what a nasty bruise on your head. What happened??
Me: Yarn fell off the closet shelf and hit me.
Person: (tries to keep from laughing) You got hit in the head with yarn and it left a bruise?
Me: It was a POUND CONE of yellow sugar and creme yarn... there's cardboard in it too!
The Raverly olympics start in two days. It's working out well timing wise to make a doll blanket for my cousins daughter. Since I've started knitting the family tradition of the doll cradles has had a knitted blanket included. It'll be fun and easy to complete in the amount of time. I just need to decide on the yarn. Right now I'm thinking a mix of hot pink and white that is in the stash. The last one was light pink/white.
I've learned that making dishclothes/washclothes work incredibly well with public transportation. Small, easy pattern, not alot to lug around. It all started as an attemped to make a blanket for in here - the office - as well as decrease the stash a bit.
I got almost beened in the head with a cone of yellow blend cotton yarn about a week ago. That could have been bruise inducing.
I can see it now...
Person: Oh wow, what a nasty bruise on your head. What happened??
Me: Yarn fell off the closet shelf and hit me.
Person: (tries to keep from laughing) You got hit in the head with yarn and it left a bruise?
Me: It was a POUND CONE of yellow sugar and creme yarn... there's cardboard in it too!
The Raverly olympics start in two days. It's working out well timing wise to make a doll blanket for my cousins daughter. Since I've started knitting the family tradition of the doll cradles has had a knitted blanket included. It'll be fun and easy to complete in the amount of time. I just need to decide on the yarn. Right now I'm thinking a mix of hot pink and white that is in the stash. The last one was light pink/white.
Saturday, July 5, 2008
see image here...or not
I was just on Ravelry and realized I REALLY need to take pictures of my WIPs and stash.
Perhaps it's another inspiration to go through boxes...
++ looks up towards stairs and sighs ++
Perhaps it's another inspiration to go through boxes...
++ looks up towards stairs and sighs ++
Boxes be GONE!
The internet connection at home has been on the fritz lately. I think though that it thinks it is a turn signal due to all of the constant blinking. The tech support person was supposed to come last weekend but he never showed. I'm guessing either the job request didn't go through correctly or the giant hole in the one front hedge ate him/her.
The Yarn Harlot event was a total OMG moment and it would have been blogged about if only the stupid internet.... There is something "odd" and amazing at the same time to be sitting in a room full of knitters listening to someone talk about knitting making it all not seem so odd anymore. I could see The Husband in reactions regarding knitting. I laughed. I cackled. I waited to meet her, have my book signed, and got to hold The Sock. It was great and I am grinning like an idiot in the picture w her reminicent of a 3rd grade class photo of me.
I beat a migriane to do all of this as well. A migraine. I know! The nonfrequency of them made it one of those noooooo moments. Of all days that I had been waiting for it was that day. (I often fret a bit about one appearing on days-a-migraine-is-not-wanted, ie wedding day, camping/hiking trip ((will speak of that later)) and whatnot. Ok back off the tangent train.... Nixmusic and I waited in line, a LONG line but it was totally worth it. (While waiting in line, I blabbled - I think - when I saw Franklin from The Panopticon and that he was leaving.
I got a picture w him. I said hello. What else I said? I don't know. I was caught offguard that he was on his way out, didn't want to delay him if he had to leave. What I should have said was something along the lines of I read you're blog, plan on buying your book and I think your comics/drawings are hilarious. Oh well. Perhaps there will be another time.)
I'm currently in a semi war w the shrubbery out front. At the end of the walk are two shorter bushes/evergreens that don't try to scratch off your skin/not sure actual name if you couldn't tell. They were far from equal in size/shape/height so I attached them w THE Hedgehog a ways back. They look better but not "done" yet esp since the one that needs to be a smidge shorter has a big BLECH of dead in the center. You can tell they were left to grow and not trimmed down often by the old owners. I'm hoping they do something growth wise.
The other semi war is the boxes. Oh the boxes! They stare at me. They keep me from working on my WIPs. There is a weekend decree that by the end of the weekend the boxes will be gone through/repacked/moved from the living room/cursed at frequently. Though there is excellent natural light in here so being able to sit and knit/read/watch the cars go by will be nice.
We'll just have to start looking for furniture... again. I KNOW the couch I want is out there. I am being patient. It is out there... all nice and currently free of cat hair. lol.
Nixmusic had given me a washcloth pattern a ways back. ACK a washcloth but NOOOO it will be a blanket. A nice bannaberry - yellow to deep blue multi yarn is the start. I'm thinking a nice bright yellow as smaller panels/pieces then a deep blue/mid blue elsewhere.
The Yarn Harlot event was a total OMG moment and it would have been blogged about if only the stupid internet.... There is something "odd" and amazing at the same time to be sitting in a room full of knitters listening to someone talk about knitting making it all not seem so odd anymore. I could see The Husband in reactions regarding knitting. I laughed. I cackled. I waited to meet her, have my book signed, and got to hold The Sock. It was great and I am grinning like an idiot in the picture w her reminicent of a 3rd grade class photo of me.
I beat a migriane to do all of this as well. A migraine. I know! The nonfrequency of them made it one of those noooooo moments. Of all days that I had been waiting for it was that day. (I often fret a bit about one appearing on days-a-migraine-is-not-wanted, ie wedding day, camping/hiking trip ((will speak of that later)) and whatnot. Ok back off the tangent train.... Nixmusic and I waited in line, a LONG line but it was totally worth it. (While waiting in line, I blabbled - I think - when I saw Franklin from The Panopticon and that he was leaving.
I got a picture w him. I said hello. What else I said? I don't know. I was caught offguard that he was on his way out, didn't want to delay him if he had to leave. What I should have said was something along the lines of I read you're blog, plan on buying your book and I think your comics/drawings are hilarious. Oh well. Perhaps there will be another time.)
I'm currently in a semi war w the shrubbery out front. At the end of the walk are two shorter bushes/evergreens that don't try to scratch off your skin/not sure actual name if you couldn't tell. They were far from equal in size/shape/height so I attached them w THE Hedgehog a ways back. They look better but not "done" yet esp since the one that needs to be a smidge shorter has a big BLECH of dead in the center. You can tell they were left to grow and not trimmed down often by the old owners. I'm hoping they do something growth wise.
The other semi war is the boxes. Oh the boxes! They stare at me. They keep me from working on my WIPs. There is a weekend decree that by the end of the weekend the boxes will be gone through/repacked/moved from the living room/cursed at frequently. Though there is excellent natural light in here so being able to sit and knit/read/watch the cars go by will be nice.
We'll just have to start looking for furniture... again. I KNOW the couch I want is out there. I am being patient. It is out there... all nice and currently free of cat hair. lol.
Nixmusic had given me a washcloth pattern a ways back. ACK a washcloth but NOOOO it will be a blanket. A nice bannaberry - yellow to deep blue multi yarn is the start. I'm thinking a nice bright yellow as smaller panels/pieces then a deep blue/mid blue elsewhere.
Friday, June 20, 2008
Yarn Harlot event: take two
I'm gonna keep this short since it's late and that stupid migraine is still lingering. Yes, a migraine on YARN HARLOT DAY! (I kept muttering to myself "But it's Yarn Harlot day?!" in the Empire Records styling of "But it's Rex Manning Day?!"
Lists are good. Lists also help keep an eye on Little Cat who wants my Southern Style Chicken sandwich from McDs.
- I attain my first victory against a migraine.
- Once again it rained. No downpour but it rains.
- I laughed my butt off. She is hilarious.
- I got a picture w Franklin from here - http://the-panopticon.blogspot.com/ thanx to the lovely Nixmusic going over there.
- I got a picture w Stephanie aka The Yarn Harlot aka omgitstheyarnharlot
- I got to hold the sock.
Ok more later include lizards, sand, and the 11 mile hike in AZ + pix. My head hurts so sleep it is. Once I get The Puppy and The Dog to stop harassing each other as well as the cofee table.
Lists are good. Lists also help keep an eye on Little Cat who wants my Southern Style Chicken sandwich from McDs.
- I attain my first victory against a migraine.
- Once again it rained. No downpour but it rains.
- I laughed my butt off. She is hilarious.
- I got a picture w Franklin from here - http://the-panopticon.blogspot.com/ thanx to the lovely Nixmusic going over there.
- I got a picture w Stephanie aka The Yarn Harlot aka omgitstheyarnharlot
- I got to hold the sock.
Ok more later include lizards, sand, and the 11 mile hike in AZ + pix. My head hurts so sleep it is. Once I get The Puppy and The Dog to stop harassing each other as well as the cofee table.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
dpn... don't point north... or rather point everywhere
I need work w the dpn adventure. I say adventure because I thought that 9:30 on a Friday would be a good idea to start learning. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Um, nope. I found a pattern that looked cute and somewhat beginner - oh baby baby booties on Ravelry. I just need to get a hang of them. Good thing that Baby G isn't due til end of summer. I found a cute gender neutral color too. I found some adorable lilac baby yarn but alas even if the royalty spin is used, some dad's wouldn't been keen on that. Now if I do Cubs ones for them, he's loved it. I don't think she'd honestly care.
I've always found it amusing the color choices/turn offs of people. I, for the longest time, hated pink. I'll blame grunge and my ever present favors towards greens and its fellow cool colors buddies. I learned one thing when I first started making scarves for people.. ASK before you think you know what to buy. It saved me from navy yarn when a friend wanted hot pink and black stripes. Either would have turned out, but a gift always works when you know the person will wear it. THAT is also why some patterns I keep finding to save for later. Later = when there is no more unpacking and painting to be done.
I've realized I didn't realize how much stuff I had until I moved. True, we've had the house for awhile now but there is still quite a bit that I need to unbox/de-crate/de-bag. (Hey, you use what you can when overstuffing your car w tidbits you didn't realize you still had yet during packing you thought you still needed.) The MIL has a table in a future church yard sale. I'll be there selling some stuff, incl the outdated encyclo-factoid books the previous owners left here in the house. Hmmm this yard sale may result in more yarn. Hmmmm. I can't believe I didn't think of that. My stash isn't huge, though mismoshed most def. I found Target dollar section dark sky blue/lightest more blue than green teal yarn that I had "lost" in storage. I had planned a light scarf with it and still think it will be a good idea. (The fact that it was TOO COLD FOR MAY this morning seconds that as well.)
Big Cat has decided his new place to sleep is under my bedside table. I don't mind this too much since the evolution of his sleeping places were a.) above my head b.) on my hip c.) right next to my feet so turning over became interesting. You have to also remember this cat is over 18lbs. (Kitty diets are slow to provide results.) I looked up some cat beds. Some are really cute. I have a feeling he'll be the "oh look something for me, I'm not going to use it."
I've always found it amusing the color choices/turn offs of people. I, for the longest time, hated pink. I'll blame grunge and my ever present favors towards greens and its fellow cool colors buddies. I learned one thing when I first started making scarves for people.. ASK before you think you know what to buy. It saved me from navy yarn when a friend wanted hot pink and black stripes. Either would have turned out, but a gift always works when you know the person will wear it. THAT is also why some patterns I keep finding to save for later. Later = when there is no more unpacking and painting to be done.
I've realized I didn't realize how much stuff I had until I moved. True, we've had the house for awhile now but there is still quite a bit that I need to unbox/de-crate/de-bag. (Hey, you use what you can when overstuffing your car w tidbits you didn't realize you still had yet during packing you thought you still needed.) The MIL has a table in a future church yard sale. I'll be there selling some stuff, incl the outdated encyclo-factoid books the previous owners left here in the house. Hmmm this yard sale may result in more yarn. Hmmmm. I can't believe I didn't think of that. My stash isn't huge, though mismoshed most def. I found Target dollar section dark sky blue/lightest more blue than green teal yarn that I had "lost" in storage. I had planned a light scarf with it and still think it will be a good idea. (The fact that it was TOO COLD FOR MAY this morning seconds that as well.)
Big Cat has decided his new place to sleep is under my bedside table. I don't mind this too much since the evolution of his sleeping places were a.) above my head b.) on my hip c.) right next to my feet so turning over became interesting. You have to also remember this cat is over 18lbs. (Kitty diets are slow to provide results.) I looked up some cat beds. Some are really cute. I have a feeling he'll be the "oh look something for me, I'm not going to use it."
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Happy Mom's Day to the moms out there
I am having one of those weekends.
One of those weekends where anything that can fall when you are in a hurry decides to, The Puppy pees right before you can get her crated so you can go out of the house, and deodorant decides to explode out of the plastic applicator when you need to be at your parent's house for Mother's Day in 10 minutes. I was about ready to start looking for the hidden cameras in the house. (Maybe one was hidden on Little Cat. He was extra affectionate this weekend.) Best of all a weekend when your perfectly good cell phone has an identity crisis, thinks it's a dirty sock, and takes a trip to washing machine land. Being overtired yet wanting to be productive is NOT a good idea. So now I am the "proud" owner of a new Blackjack II. A perfectly good new phone, a quite pretty one at the moment but money spent that could have been spent of better things, like yarn.
So I park my butt at the kitchen table w the laptop, 90s Janet Jackson music playing - an odd choice but her Ms Nasty era has that don't mess w me element that is working well, and the latest sugargy goodness discovered at the dollar store...Toffifay. Whole hazelnut in a caramel cup w chocolate. Can't go wrong w chocolate. It works so well when you'd rather be knitting but I've found being aggrivated and knitting equals much frogging later. THEN I check Raverly and LO and BEHOLD!
"753 people are ahead of you in line"
YAY! Happy dancing, whislt sitting ensued. Not as happy as the eeping squeeking when I found of the Yarn Harlot is returning when I will be able to attend. The Husband of course laughed because he doesn't understand. He understands that knitting is my thing. He plays paintball. That's his thing. I've gone to the paintball shops with him. It is interesting but after awhile my eyes start glazing a bit and he'll realize this and we'll leave with him to return to the shop w/o me later. I don't mind at all. I have not taken him to a knitting shop. He's survived Michaels mostly due to the other items in the store that he can look at whilst I'm in happy lala yarn land. I don't think he'd have fun at a yarn shop as I ooh and ahh over the multitude of goodness. He runs around shooting little gumball sized bits of pigment at others, I sit w two needles and make things. To each their own, and it works.
Speaking of two needles, I did pick up sock needles set. I have a set of 2 size 3 double points that were my great-grandmothers but the patterns I've found are smaller. I'm thinking to try a sock. Try being the key word. I have the monster scarf that has been on the needles for over a year. It's taller than me so there's a bit of allowance for that but mostly it's being lazy/bored with it and wanting to start something new, the wedding/house/moving, and pretty much being lazy. It's gotten so huge that it fills one of my knitting traveling bags. I should just sit down one night and finish it. I did find the mini notebook w the pattern in it in a box this weekend. I think it is a sign. Ditto w that I need to work on my stash better. Little Cat though the gorgeous more expensive that I usually get yarn splurge yarney goodness was the perfect skein to pull out of a bag - up top a ton of stuff w the thing folded over - to play with. Luckily he didn't wreck it but he did get a yelling at... speak of that cat. He has just invaded my lap.
One of those weekends where anything that can fall when you are in a hurry decides to, The Puppy pees right before you can get her crated so you can go out of the house, and deodorant decides to explode out of the plastic applicator when you need to be at your parent's house for Mother's Day in 10 minutes. I was about ready to start looking for the hidden cameras in the house. (Maybe one was hidden on Little Cat. He was extra affectionate this weekend.) Best of all a weekend when your perfectly good cell phone has an identity crisis, thinks it's a dirty sock, and takes a trip to washing machine land. Being overtired yet wanting to be productive is NOT a good idea. So now I am the "proud" owner of a new Blackjack II. A perfectly good new phone, a quite pretty one at the moment but money spent that could have been spent of better things, like yarn.
So I park my butt at the kitchen table w the laptop, 90s Janet Jackson music playing - an odd choice but her Ms Nasty era has that don't mess w me element that is working well, and the latest sugargy goodness discovered at the dollar store...Toffifay. Whole hazelnut in a caramel cup w chocolate. Can't go wrong w chocolate. It works so well when you'd rather be knitting but I've found being aggrivated and knitting equals much frogging later. THEN I check Raverly and LO and BEHOLD!
"753 people are ahead of you in line"
YAY! Happy dancing, whislt sitting ensued. Not as happy as the eeping squeeking when I found of the Yarn Harlot is returning when I will be able to attend. The Husband of course laughed because he doesn't understand. He understands that knitting is my thing. He plays paintball. That's his thing. I've gone to the paintball shops with him. It is interesting but after awhile my eyes start glazing a bit and he'll realize this and we'll leave with him to return to the shop w/o me later. I don't mind at all. I have not taken him to a knitting shop. He's survived Michaels mostly due to the other items in the store that he can look at whilst I'm in happy lala yarn land. I don't think he'd have fun at a yarn shop as I ooh and ahh over the multitude of goodness. He runs around shooting little gumball sized bits of pigment at others, I sit w two needles and make things. To each their own, and it works.
Speaking of two needles, I did pick up sock needles set. I have a set of 2 size 3 double points that were my great-grandmothers but the patterns I've found are smaller. I'm thinking to try a sock. Try being the key word. I have the monster scarf that has been on the needles for over a year. It's taller than me so there's a bit of allowance for that but mostly it's being lazy/bored with it and wanting to start something new, the wedding/house/moving, and pretty much being lazy. It's gotten so huge that it fills one of my knitting traveling bags. I should just sit down one night and finish it. I did find the mini notebook w the pattern in it in a box this weekend. I think it is a sign. Ditto w that I need to work on my stash better. Little Cat though the gorgeous more expensive that I usually get yarn splurge yarney goodness was the perfect skein to pull out of a bag - up top a ton of stuff w the thing folded over - to play with. Luckily he didn't wreck it but he did get a yelling at... speak of that cat. He has just invaded my lap.
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