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I made a goal list for the month over on Team CrankyPants. I confess that I included stuff I had already completed, but they were still part of my plans for the month. I even kept something on the list that I knew wasn't going to happen, but making it through the deciding on the matter counts for me. I also missed putting some things on the list over there that I will put here. I hope this helps me get stuff done. Oh, and because I try to have a picture in every post, that's me after the Veteran's Day parade in the shirt and badge I made and the beads I received.
- Baby Shower--as you know, this one is done and dusted
- Veteran's Day--we went to the parade, it was something else--Facebook and a strip club were in the parade, and yes, I got beads
- Wedding--we decided not to go, and I think that was the right choice
- Mittens--I have a feeling I will never be done with mittens--ah, the loveliness of mitt-vember!
- Pick up stitches on my sweater--it can be for a sleeve or the front, but I want to resume progress on this
- Knit tiny things--because I want to, because I have a list, and just because
- Baby Visit--this might be tough to make happen, and if we can't I need to mail the gift
- Doctors' Appointments--We have questions and hope the docs have answers and/or a plan
- Thanksgiving--We have an invite for out-of-town that we would love to take but don't see a realistic path for it, but Thanksgiving will happen, and we'll need to prepare wherever we're celebrating
Today was the baby shower. It was...a lot. I think we had very nice results for our efforts. Others with more precise expectations could tell about what was missing or did not go as planned, but if you didn't know beforehand, you couldn't tell anything was amiss. The hostess certainly has the mostest, and I'm glad she was pleased with my help with things. I'm sore everywhere and I think I smell like a mall pet store, so I'm going to hit the shower and get off my feet.
This pile of ends has been forming for more than a week, and some of the ends have been waiting to join it for much longer than that. But that's not the point, now is it? We've made it through another week, and acknowledging that we're still here is a good thing. Survival is not always easy.
This week has been pretty full. We've had all the stores, birthdays, a Veteran's Day program, and the return to standard time. The weather has been up and down, and it is about to dip down even further. Maybe I'll even wear my new mittens.
Next week is going to be full, too. We've got a baby shower, a wedding, and a trip to The Magic City. Did I mention it is going to get cold? I think I might return to knitting a shawl I started long ago. Last month I figured out where I was on the pattern. It is pretty big now, and snuggling beneath it while I work on it seems like a pretty solid plan.
So, how was your week? What does the week ahead look like for you?
The good news is that I finished the thumbs. The bad news is that I need to rip and extend the tops of the mittens. I was concerned that they were too short, and now I know that's a fact. While I am not thrilled with ripping back, at least I hadn't woven in ends already, so that makes the process simpler. Score one for the time that leaving the ends undone was a good idea, eh? The additional knitting is not tough to do, and there won't be much of it. I just want to get these done quickly because it is getting much colder this weekend.
In other unfinished news, another round trying of getting September's storm damage repaired has begun. We have the roof, and that is good. What we don't have repaired is the gutter/soffit/fascia/whateverelsetheycallit that came down during the storm, blocking most of the garage. You know, the reason we called in the repair people. The folks that signed on to do the work want us to pay someone else to do this portion of the job. They say that they cannot complete this portion of the repairs for what they are being paid. They say they are willing to refund us a sum that I suspect is likely inadequate to hire someone else to complete the repairs. We're trying to take a moment to catch our breath and then move forward, but it isn't easy. It seems like this company is not doing right, and that doesn't feel good.
Thanksgiving is on the way, but thankfulness is for every day. Today, I'm thinking about something for which I am thankful.
Chocolate.
That's really all that I need to write about that, but I will expand on this idea for just a moment. Yes, there are deep, meaningful, important things for which we are thankful, and reflecting on them is good. It is also good to feel that thankfulness for the simple, everyday things in life. Noticing the good stuff and being thankful for it nourishes and sustains us.
I made some "m"peach badges recently and have been wearing one on my shirt and have one affixed to my purse as well. I've given them away to anyone who wants one. I try to keep a couple with me to give away when we're out and about. When we volunteered to help register voters at Rocket City Pride, we gave away the rest of that batch. So I made more, and I'm ready to give them away, too.
I'm closing in on completing my nephew's mittens. I need to close the thumb on one, work the thumb on the other, and then it's just the finishing work. Ideally, I'd like to have them done by this weekend, and that is a realistic timeframe. I just need to sit down and do it. There are a few other things grabbing at my time and attention right now, but I think it might be good for me to get these done. Being able to cross something off the list feels nice, and it can inspire me to keep going to get other things done. Besides, c'mon, this is a pair of children's mittens worked in worsted weight yarn. I can do this.
It is only the fourth today. That doesn't seem possible. It really has been very full already, and it is unlikely to clear out anytime soon. I'm trying to get things sorted. You know the urgent, it can pop up and look like a lot like the important. I think I will work on a goals list for this month. Until then, let's just play Unconscious Mutterings, eh?
- Cancel :: Relief
- Optimistic :: Hopeful
- Surrogate :: Campaign
- Tickle :: Elmo
- Amber :: Gris
- Stuffy :: Nose
- Chaos :: Theory
- Desktop :: Icon
- Dynamite :: Idea
- Holidays :: Too Soon
There are mittens I am avoiding, and I'm going to try to make myself finish those, but that's not what we're talking about today. Today, we get to see a pair of mittens I finally finished. The knitting was done quite some time back, but still, they languished in a state of almost. Colorwork pieces might look fine before their bath, but a nice soak really does wonders.
Back in January of 2016, I was trying to choose colors and tweeted out a picture of two yarn colors. A lot has happened since then, but now they're done, and I'm really pleased with them. They're also so nice, that I feel like I'm just going to look at them and never wear them. It seems a shame to let something that I put so much work into just sit there, but I also don't want them to get dirty or worn out either. I'm sure I'll figure out something, but for now, I'll just admire my work.
That's what today was around here. I'm helping fulfill someone else's vision for a baby shower. I went to seven stores today, and this is what I have to show for my efforts. I could try another location or two this week to find more of the flower dealies, (she wants twelve more besides these) but seeing as how I have committed myself to other tasks as well as actually attending the shower, I might let others continue the search.
It's kind of funny to be part of this, as it is very much not my thing. I realize that part of it is my introversion that makes me think that a cake, punch, and a notebook for writing down the gifts (if one absolutely must open presents at the party) should be quite enough. I also want to look for the exits when trying to make someone feel special on their special day. Ah, but this is not about me. The shower giver and shower recipient are creating and having what they want, respectively. I can pitch in and do my part, right?
( edited to add photo once blogger sorted itself)
At least that's how it is supposed to go. Long, long ago, a microburst came through our neighborhood and bit our home. Actually, it was just back in September, but the way time is going, and dealing with a damaged house, insurance, and contractors, it does seem very long ago. Well, at about a quarter 'til seven this morning, the repair work began. As you know, roofing is a noisy endeavor, and noisiness is not one of my favorite things. While it's not good to have the roof off of the house when it is freezing outside, it will be good to have this behind us.
We started our Labor Day morning with the best of intentions. We were going to do a little bit of yard work before the heat made it unsafe work outside. However, not too long after beginning the weed-eating, my foot found the perfect little uneven dip, and down I went. I twisted my ankle, I don't have a good story for the injury, and I didn't finish my chores. So, now I've got a boot (a big boot, as they only had small and large sizes) to support me as I heal. There doesn't appear to be a break, so that's good.
I know that there is no good time to have an injury like this, but it is especially inconvenient right now. I kind of take care of a lot, and I'm not sure how I am going to do what I need to do. But, as is made plain to me on a regular basis, I am not in control of everything. I will make the best of this, and figure things out as best as possible.
While I sit here with my leg propped up, maybe I will knit a little.
The final season is finally here, and I'm ready for it. I bought the special edition Oreo cookies for us to eat while we watch the premiere. I've re-watched all the episodes in preparation. I even convinced others to re-watch some of them with me so they could better remember what has happened in previous seasons. I stitched some sigils along the way. I even tried my hand at stitching on a t-shirt, so there's my viewing outfit ready, too.
I do feel a bit of sadness that the series is ending, but there you go. I can use my dishtowel sigil sampler as a giant handkerchief to soak up my tears over all the deaths and the end of the show. After it's all done, I'll just go back and re-read the first five books while waiting for The Winds of Winter. Besides, I still have sigils to stitch.
That's right--I'm the Winner-Winner-Chicken-Dinner of a Kindle Fire. I'm still snuggling up with it to find all the ways to have fun with it.
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Remember that little sweater I knit? Of course, you do. All that I knit, document, and write here on the blog is of endless interest to you and completely unforgettable.
Anyway, when I first spotted the pattern's incorrect chart, I popped on over to Ravelry. I checked to see other projects, and one noted that the chart was wrong. I wrote to that Raveler, but, alas, that knitter did not have a corrected chart for me.
I also wrote to Knit Picks. I received a quick response, that yes, the chart is wrong, along with a promise for corrections when the design team fixed it.
In the meantime, I started to work on the problem myself, and as you saw, I solved it. So, I took some pictures, and I wrote back to Knit Picks. In that note, I wrote something to the effect that they could go as wild or mild as they wanted to with the sampler of Palette that they would send to me for my help. And you know what? They did, and they even complimented my suggestion of sending me yarn.
Being appreciated and acknowledged rocks!
Has your Groundhog Day been great? I hope so. It has been pretty good here. I made it outside and enjoyed some beautiful weather. Bits of green are poking their way through the dirt, teasing at the possibility of flowers arriving soon-ish. I even managed to knit a bit.
Little, by little, I'm getting the sweater to the point I want it to be by Monday night, but even if I don't get it there by then, it will be alright. It would just be nice to have it joined below the armpits for a very long Tuesday.
I get ideas. It's probably for the best that some of my sparks of inspiration extinguish themselves as quickly as they ignite. Occasionally, however, I see some of them through. In this instance, I only saw part of it through, (although the other parts are more tangential, and certainly don't matter for the rest of this story) and past the deadline, of course.
Last year, I purchased a pattern collection with some birthday money. Not that I disliked the rest of the book, in fact, after flipping through, I can see myself knitting several of them, but I really only bought it for three of something like thirty patterns. Anyway, at first glance, I thought one of the patterns resembled a scaled-down, miniaturized, simplified version of a sweater a friend had knit for herself. There you are, millions of miles away through all of those tubes of the internet, and you see where this is going. You know me a little bit, and you know if I see something like this, I will feel compelled to knit this for my friend.
I cast on, and slowly, I made progress. Why so slowly, you wonder? Well, I quickly spotted a problem with the pattern, and I didn't want to have to fix it. The closer I got to the error-riddled section, the more I slowed, and the less I worked on it. I occasionally looked at the clearly wrong colorwork chart and tried to figure out how to fix it. I thought I had an answer. The chart is worked over twenty-four stitches for thirteen rows. It looked as though it should have been worked from stitches thirteen through twenty-four and then one through twelve. It made me tired just thinking about it. To compound this, I ought to mention that for this section, you are working back-and-forth instead of in the round, so odd rows of the chart are read right-to-left and even rows left-to-right. I think it is accurate to say that working this chart in this manner while trying to compensate for these errors is probably a greater burden than I should place on my will to live. So, I copied the chart, cut it up the middle, and made the first half the new second half. You know what? Yep, it wasn't right, either. At this point, I already had the chart copied, cut out, and cut in half, so I tried something else. I made the first half of the chart the second half, but I rotated it 180 degrees, and it worked. I don't know how they made the error that they did in putting together this pattern, but there you go.
While I knew that I would not make my self-imposed deadline, I moved on with the knitting and thought of my friend. When she knit her sweater, that pattern had many problems, too. She worked through them, and the sweater looked great, but I'm pretty sure the pattern remains on her "Would Not Recommend" list. I composed the note to accompany this many times in my head while I knit. I shouldn't do that. It so often paralyzes me as I try to find the right words, and by the time I to put pen to paper, my note has morphed into inky awkwardness, something I will feel embarrassed about whenever I think about it over the years.
So, while it isn't exactly a miniaturized replica of the original, people-sized version of the sweater, it kinda rhymes.
In a surprise move, I went ahead and mailed this off instead of waiting until the end of the year. I know, shocker, eh? Hey, I had to try to do something as right as I could this year. Speaking of, how is your year thus far?
I wove these a while back. They've just been waiting to be hemmed. I could probably ctrl-c, ctrl-v those first two sentences into my draft folder and use them over and over again because I am terrible about getting to the hemming. I could try to build up excuses for me by saying that I had to buy matching thread, but it's not much of an excuse. If I did offer that up, I would immediately have to follow up with the fact that I bought the thread in October, and I just got around to hemming these recently.
Anyway, these are new washcloths. I was inspired to weave them after the linen facecloth WAL over on Yarnworker. Yes, that was a while ago. The yarn is Red Heart Scrubby Cotton. I'm not too proud to admit it. The weaving went well. They washed up fine. I had a little trouble hemming them. Some of that was due to the fabric, but mostly it was due to me. I improved as I kept going with it, so the last hem is better than the first, and I'm OK with that.
Now it is time to put them through their paces and see how they hold up to use. I have hopes--not high hopes, but just hopes. I like making things we can use, and it would be nice to make a new pile of washcloths, but I won't weave any more of these until I see how this batch wears.
Well, that's the end, kids. We made it to January 6th, so it's now or never for the tree's show-and-tell. I like how it turned out this year. I think it was worth it to sew the tree to the red background and used dowels to hang it. For extra decoration, I added the balls for the Knit Ball Pit, though they did not get to spend too much time together with the tree. I just added a strand at a time as I completed them, and then it was time to get them all in the post.
Will I really take it down, now? Probably not just yet. Bruce likes the added insulation it gives. I might need to weave something for that wall for the rest of the year. Speaking of the year, Happy New Year! Do you make resolutions, intentions, goals, wishes, or anything else this time of year? Me? Not so much. I guess I make them all throughout the year, and usually shorter-term ones. I suppose that many of them have connections to longer-term goals, but I find it more helpful for me to not spend too much time looking at those. Anyway, whatever you do or don't this time of year, I just want to say that I'm glad you're here. xoxo
I unstrung them from where they had hung beside the Christmas tree, took their pictures, loaded them into a box, and took them to the post office. And just like that, my time with the Knit Ball Pit was done. It was fun to be a part of a group project. I had hoped to make more. My very ambitious goal was fifty, and then I dropped it back to thirty with hopes of having one for each day of NaBloPoMo2018, but that did not work out, either. In the end, I contributed twenty-six. I think that is a decent offering to the cause. I know the group goal was set at one thousand, and the last I saw, there were over nine hundred, so I think that goal will be achieved. Anyway, here they all are.
Right now, they are neither here, nor there, but should be there tomorrow. I hope the recipients like them, and that they can bring a little joy into their days.
Sew, I've been sewing a little bit. It started out with a free pattern/tutorial for a sleeping bag for L.O.L. Surprise! Dolls. Do you know what LOL Dolls are? It really isn't important to this conversation. What matters (wait, I'm pretty sure none of this matters, but we carry on, nonetheless) is that I decided to sew some for the two youngest nieces. Of course, you see this is where the auntly dilemma begins, as I felt if I did that, I ought to sew something for the youngest nephew, and if I was going to do that, I ought to sew for others. I decided that zippered pouches would be a good choice. I found a few free patterns on the same site but ultimately decided upon one from a different site. I started with the sleeping bags, and when that didn't kill me and I seemed to have something decent to show for my efforts, I moved on to the bags. My first pouch turned out well, and so did the second, and then it was time to make the ones intended for gifts. Then one of the first trial projects became a gift for my mom. I sewed and sewed, and sewed and sewed some more.
The pouches substituted for stockings and I filled them with random goodies like lip balm, tissues, hand sanitizer, and candy canes. I meant to put the sleeping bags in the pouches too, but I forgot them in another pouch at home. I also forgot to capture a photo of them before I gave them all away.
Most people didn't realize I had sewn the pouches, but someone who did mentioned she could use some. I knew I would be sewing more, and soon. I just didn't realize how many more I would be sewing. Next thing you know, I'm sewing goodie bags for brothers-and-sisters-in-law. I made a few changes along the way. I added a little handle. I changed the placement of said handle. I varied sizes. Here you can see some of the bags I have sewn and some (I momentarily lost one) of the sleeping bags (small knit dog included for scale, I guess, but you probably don't know its size, either). I think I made thirteen of the zippered pouches.
I had fun. Most all of the fabric came from the remnants bin, so it was a relatively inexpensive endeavor. I scored a good deal on the zippers. I learned. I tried different types of fabrics. I used special, prized fabric that had been waiting for its turn. I mailed off a bag filled with treats that will arrive only one day late. I gave gifts I did not have to wrap and that could continue to be of use once the contents were gone. I did not burn myself on the iron. I'm going to go ahead and call this a win.
So, you know that each year there's an annual Mochimochiland holiday pattern, right? The pattern is free with any $5 purchase. I've been waiting for this year's offering, and my patience has been rewarded. The pattern is for Sugar Plum Fairies, and I adore them so!
I have more to say about sugar plums, but that is for another day. Today, I'm showing you my offering for the Knit Ball Pit. I used the Sugar Plum Fairies pattern to adorn one of the balls I had already knit. I think it turned out pretty well.
I stuck with a style this week. Decorating these was super-easy and super-quick. I certainly need more of that, as I have a lot I am trying to do right now.
Since some of the family has travel plans later this month, our Christmas gathering is a bit early. By that, I mean it is Saturday. I only have to buy for one more person, so that shouldn't be too hard. I do have a plan to sew some zippered pouches and put small prizes in them, but I will wait to buy the prizes (candy cane, lip balm, Reese's tree, pocket tissues) until I see if I can sew them all.
Maybe it beats a picture of soaking mittens? I'm not sure. I'm unsure of many things. I think I may have missed the mark on something, and the feelings of insecurity and confusion might be bleeding over to other parts of life. Of course, it's one of those things I probably can't do anything about, and can only hope that the thought can be what counts. If not, it won't be the first or last time I embarrass myself, and if it goes sideways rather than just missing the mark, well, it won't be my first shunning, either.
Anyway, I couldn't show a photo of the mittens soaking, as I have only completed the thumb on the first mitten. I gotta tell you, my enthusiasm is not where I would like it to be. That being said, a lack of interest can work for me when it comes to finishing things. I won't be looking for that spark for embarking on something new; I can just plug along. I just have to get going on the work and let some version of autopilot operate. At least that's what I'm trying right now with these mittens, as well as with other work I need to do, and I do have a lot of work needing to be done.
Well, like many a wearied NaBloPoMo-er, I took off the first of December. I'm pretty sure I wrote an entry for each day last month, but I'm not putting up a badge to celebrate.
Anyway, I set a goal, and so far, so good. This week I decorated seven of the balls I had knit for the Knit Ball Pit. I think those are the only royal blue ones I knit, and I don't plan to make more in that color. It gave me too much trouble adding the face on those. I enjoyed working on these, and I think I'm improving. I liked trying out different things, and the more I tried, the more ideas popped into my head.
It was nice to see that the goal of completing seven each week is achievable for me. I want to do so much more, but I'm trying not to get ahead of myself.
So, there have been some sales lately, I have many upcoming gift-giving occasions, and I need to be prepared. What's that you say? You're super-curious about my shopping?. Well, I did manage to score a sweet deal on hand sanitizer for the stockings. I'll stop there before you become overwhelmed with jealousy.
Ah, but now you are wondering if I saw many things I would like, too? You bet. However, I do not have limitless funds, and besides, I was really looking for gifts for others. That does not mean I was totally selfless; I did pick up some things just for me. I bought some markers, and that's a treat just for me. I picked up some deodorant, and that's a treat for everyone. Then there's this other thing I bought myself. Well, I can use it to make things for others, but you understand what I mean. Anyway, even though it was not a time-limited sale, it was still a good deal as it was on clearance, and you know you need to snap up those clearance bargains when you have a chance.
Ta-da! The waves of jealousy return, no? I mean, who doesn't wish for five pounds of polyester fiberfill? I actually did need to get more of this stuff(ing), but seeing as how I mostly use it to fill those teeny-tiny knits, I may have achieved SABLE status for this. Maybe I just need to knit a bunch more for the Knit Ball Pit. Those need much more stuffing to fill.
Yeah, this was what I was waiting on delivery for yesterday. The package of markers is included for scale. They were delivered separately yesterday. The whole thing is more amusing to me than it should be, but we all have to find our ways to cope. Anyway, I'm a little concerned about opening the box because of the potential for expansion issues. Maybe I need to have a Space Bag ready.
Yeah, that kind of sums up my Thursday. Actually, that mostly just reflects my feelings. I did many of the things I was supposed to do yesterday, but the things I did not do are glaring at me, arms crossed, feet a-tapping. Mostly, it's that trip to the post office that is crossest at me for skipping it. I was waiting for a delivery. I saw that the package was on the truck and out for delivery in the wee hours, and then I waited. I actually received a delivery from that carrier this morning for something not predicted to be here until Saturday. Then, it was after six o'clock, I checked the tracking, and I see it is back at the facility, scheduled for delivery tomorrow. Well, there you go. I could be annoyed, but I really just have to laugh. I wonder if it was on that first truck, they missed that I had an additional package, and then they weren't going to go back to this end of the route when they realized what had happened. Also, it is kind of comical. I'll show you what I mean when it all arrives.
Anyway, so that's a lot of nothing to see here. I'm working the thumb on a mitten. I started watching The Handmaid's Tale, but now I need to wait for my mom. She wants to watch with me. I've only watched the first episode, so it isn't a big deal. I may watch a couple more to get through these thumbs. I don't mind re-watching. Besides, I'm not absolutely sure she will enjoy the show so it might be good if I watch ahead to check out things. It is nice to have a bit of a viewing line-up ready for her. Soon we will re-watch GOT in anticipation of the new season beginning in April.
So, what do I have to show for my Thursday? Well, I already put away the laundry I did. I know you're totally disappointed. I was going to turn it into an Unconscious Mutterings post, but there's not a list this week. Well, I wasn't about to finish the mittens that quickly, so I threw up my wings and drew a little owl.
By that, I mean embroidering on the thumbs of a mitten is either more difficult or exactly as difficult as you think. Although in the end, it was totally worth it. I say that not because I did such a great job with it, but because the little bird looked like an ugly blob without the embroidered details. Now, it kind of reminds me of a lumpy version that jerk chickenhawk in the cartoons, so, improvement?
Anyway let us go back in time to the knitting days of yore. The pattern: Bird in Hand by Kate Gilbert, the knitwear designer who spread TheClap to so many. I admired it and considered getting the pattern and knitting a pair, but I did not. Fast-forward, and a different Pattern Fairy sent it to me. Then I began knitting these, and then they sat. I cannot account for my time. I did not document. Life, the world, and just generally being me, m'kay?
For the yarn, I chose this color combination. It is somewhat similar to the only pair of gloves I've ever knit. That's right, I already knew that the colorwork would not be very clear and I did it anyway. Not only that, I mixed alpaca and wool yarns. I love how soft alpaca is, but it is kind of dead in comparison to wool's liveliness. So, that's going to be an enjoyable and winning combination for knitting colorwork, yeah?
I guess what I'm trying to get at, is that I'm finished making these. For a pair of mittens I like so well, I sound really negative, eh? These are really nice, warm mittens. The softness of all those alpaca floats is very nice, and adds to the wearing experience. Also, there is a small bird on each thumb!
With the completion of the first pair of mittens, I've decided to work on the thumbs for the other long-unfinished pair. Hey, at least this time all of the components are already together. Since I haven't finished them and I already gave you an unimpressive picture of soaking mittens yesterday, I'll spare you the progress shot. I will tell you the major part that holds me up when it comes to finishing these (and almost any, but mostly colorwork) mittens--picking up the stitches for the thumbs. I don't know why I get such a mental block about it, but I do. I mean, the thumb is such a small amount of knitting, but transferring the live stitches from waste yarn to needles (confession: that's as far as I've gotten on the next mitten) and then picking up the rest of the stitches drains away my will to live, and we all know that is a constantly dwindling resource on my best days. Oh, well, I'll get through it. Until then, here's a picture of a tiny figurine the son gave me. I think it was a gift he received in Japan but does not want. That's fine--I love it!
There I was, innocently popping over to Ravelry, where someone had shared a gorgeous hat (and mitten) pattern. I instantly adored it but tried to talk myself out of it by saying that it wouldn't fit my big head. Besides, my unfinished mittens were right when they objected from their bags. So, I backed away from the pattern (Confession: I left the tab open) and moved on with my day. Then I decided to do a bit of thumb wrestling. Yep, it was time.
Imagine my surprise when I opened the bag and found only the needles and one mitten and none of the yarn for finishing it. Now why I had bagged up only one of the mittens and not the other and the yarn is a mystery to me. The good news is that the location of the other unfinished mitten and yarn did not remain a mystery. The even better news is that I finished them. The bad news is that you only get this non-photogenic picture of them soaking.
p.s. Even more good news? The pattern fairy sent me a gift of the hat and mitten set!
You know how you start a plan and set a goal and then run off on it the very next day? Well, maybe I did that with yesterday's plan, or maybe I just needed to get out of the house for a bit. It was tree and gingerbread house time today at my sister's, so I popped over there for a little bit to be a part of the fun.
Sure, I still have hope that increased experience will translate to increased speed, but right now, I am just slow. Yeah, that could apply to many things, but tonight we're talking about decorating the balls I have knit for the Knit Ball Pit. I have only finished a few, and I haven't even attempted any of the elaborate ideas I have. And to make matters worse, I don't feel like they look as good as they should. I even snipped and reworked one, but I'm glad I took the time for that because I would not have felt right sending it.
Anyway, I'm thinking about making a bit of a schedule for the finishing work on these. You know, something like embellishing a minimum of seven each week. That seems doable and will give me time to get them off in the post before the end of the year. Yes, it might be bumping up against being ambitious, but I think once I really get going with it, it will help me keep going. Ah, if only I had set November goals, maybe I would be in a better place with all of this.
Is it better to do the Unconscious Mutterings list when you can focus, or when you can't? Any guesses as to which I am right now?
- Hack :: No, it's a tip
- Unimpressed :: Tired
- Garden :: Variety
- Saliva :: Spit
- Ache :: Everywhere
- Elect :: Choose
- Format :: Improper
- Temper :: Tantrum
- Snail :: Pace
- Holidays :: Home
It may not be original to say that Thanksgiving is a favorite holiday of mine because of the focus on thankfulness, but it's true. And I have so many reasons to be thankful, and thinking about them makes me feel even more thankful. I'm not going to list them all, but I'll name a few, and I'm starting with you. I suppose if I were a better writer, I might be able to express how and how much the connections, relationships, and inspirations I've had from blogging have added to my life.
I'm thankful for my family, and writing about that is even more challenging and complicated than writing about blogging. I had a wonderful time with them today. I had hoped to get more photos, but this was it. These three occupied most of my time today--in fact, it was someone else's turn to come home with us, much to the sadness of the two others.
I'm thankful for all of the quiet hobbies I've explored that keep me company, give me comfort, provide an outlet, and engage my mind. I closed out the evening drawing animals with my niece, listening to the Hamilton soundtrack together. A couple songs in, and she was wondering what this music was from, and that she needs to tell her mom about it. It might not last long, but right now, if I ask her, "What's your name, man?" she responds, "Alexander Hamilton."
On Thanksgiving Eve, all through the house, well, there isn't a poem to go with this, but you get where I was going with it. We started our Wednesday making our main goals--flu shots for each of us. Then it was off to one of our Wednesday Family Meals (not every Wednesday, and not just Cracker Barrel anymore, either). We finished eating, and Bruce made one of his regular pitches--let one of the niece-nephew crew come home with us and spend the night. Well, finally Bruce is feeling well enough for this to happen, there is no school tomorrow, and Aunt Sarah is a pushover, (and she loves spending time with the kids, too) so we got an overnight guest.
So prep for tomorrow has not gotten as far as I had hoped. We did mostly finish the S'more Pies, with the exception of making the whipping cream to top them. I'm fortunate to have a great assistant to help me with that.
Now I have the much to do in the morning, and with a little added luck, get a shower before we head out to my brother's house. I hope the rest of the house sleeps in late because we are all up way too late and I doubt I will get much sleep. However, I have gotten to play a lot of Nintendo, heard fascinating anatomical pronouncements such as, "Your skin is there so you don't have to see what is under your skin because everything under your skin is the most disgusting thing ever," and fielded questions like, "Do you pee in Heaven?"
I already have so much to be thankful for, every day.
There has been so much talk amongst so many in the family about limiting carbs, but I just bought fifteen pounds of potatoes for Thursday. And you know what? There probably won't be any leftover mashed potatoes. Ah, but it's all good. I'll make the S'More Pie and Squash Casserole on Wednesday, and the mashed potatoes just before we go on Thursday. Maybe I will make gravy, but I haven't yet decided. This year my brother is bringing in a turkey from a barbecue place some friends own, so we'll see how that goes.
Everything seems to be coming together for a good time. I think we have our wild cards limited to three, and probably only one of them would cause enough of a disruption to be a real problem. I think that's pretty good for a family. That being said, I help out in the kitchen and with kiddos, so that usually means I have a great time.
Now, I just have a bit more time to lie about like that sack of potatoes and do as little as possible. I'm really just so much more tired than I would like to be right now, but I'm not worrying. I probably just need to rest a bit.
Not me, surely. You've got to be brave to play Wii tennis and baseball with the 5-6 year niece-nephew crew. Yes, it has been an afternoon of auntliness here. We had a good time, and the good times kept rolling so long as they were constantly being entertained and/or fed. I kid. They're good younglings. They ask Alexa to flip a coin to settle disputes and to set a timer for taking turns.
We even managed to end the visit without tears. They left without taking all of the weaving treasures they discovered; instead, they were satisfied with snack size M&M's, and I got to finish knitting a small chicken. If that's not a successful day, I don't know what is.
Be afraid; be very afraid. When we're talking about knitting sweaters next year, I should be afraid. I have last year's NaKniSweMo sweater sitting around here with probably less than three inches of it knit hoping it will have its time. And, if I'm being sensible about this, it should. But, hey, friends on the internet bullying encouraging us to knit sweaters next year is not the time for being sensible.
I think I'm supposed to blame Cheryl for this adventure, but Squish is upping the crazy for me. She reminded us of the Less is More pattern from Amy. I kind of feel like this is my kind of crazy and that I should do it. I also feel like it might be a terrible idea, and I should do it. I also feel like it is too complicated for me, and I won't be able to do it, but I'm also having some trouble concentrating right now, so perfect time to sign up, eh?
We went to go see the new movie, Fantastic Beasts: The Crimes of Grindelwald today. We liked it, but probably need to see it another time or three. Also, why can't the next movie be here now, because we have questions. Follow up question, why isn't there a book for us to have already read?
I won't bother to ask why the popcorn and drinks are so expensive. We enjoyed the movie and had a nice time, and that makes it all worth it to me. I hope you did something nice with your Saturday.
Today, due to vomit headache.
We've been out in the world, far from home, but we are back now. It was a pretty good trip, if I do say so myself. The only thing I missed while I packed was a pencil sharpener, and that bothered me much more than it should have, but that's just me. We won't even think about the ways that I overpacked.
We had a relatively laid-back adventure, but it still took a lot out of us. Now there is laundry, unpacking, and Thanksgiving prep. Also, and quite importantly, it seems we're all well enough to go get out flu shots! So, fingers crossed for us that we can cross this very important healthcare to-do off our list!
It's the last night of the trip. I finished the last bits of knitting I planned to complete, and I cannot sleep. The son is snoring on the couch, and Bruce's PLMD is really going. So, here I sit, listening to and watching them while I try to figure out what to do.
I can hear a bit of rustling from the knitting bag, a crying out for attention, if you will. I'm tempted--I could be making good use of my sleeplessness, and it is getting colder. Those mittens will have their time, but the middle of the night, knit by headlamp while everyone else sleeps is not that time. I'm just going to eat clearance Halloween candy, listen to podcasts, and maybe scroll twitter. Don't judge me.
I like these little sheep so much, that it could make me question why I didn't get the pattern sooner. However, things can work out in their own time, and my not having it let me receive it as a gift. Anyway, when I sat down to knit these, I decided to go for a colorful flock to start.
While I did pack well with my knitting for this trip, little sheep ended up being the sum total of my knitting. One of these has magnets inside and will be surruptitiously placed on the side of the son's refrigerator as we leave. I wonder how long it will take him to notice it. Last year I left the small, magnetic, knit turkey in the cupholder in his car as we left, and even though we clued him in to its being and location, it is still in the car.
I hadn't played in a while, but it seemed like a good idea to give it a go. I might have been wrong.
- Notification :: Text
- Vote :: Early and Often
- Simmer :: Boil
- Biology :: Chemistry
- Constant :: Companion
- Nail :: Polish
- Filter :: None
- Curls :: Natural
- Sensation :: New
- Strap :: On
I didn't know whether to bother digging into the past to pinpoint when I knit it. It was years ago for someone I had never met, with just a person in common. Anyway, she was getting married, and it seemed like the thing to do. Over the years I heard some of the high- and lowlights of her life, but over the last bit, the updates have only been of the latter, and this last bit has lasted longer than many had guessed, but now it is over for her.
I don't know if she ever wore the shawl, if she liked it, if it made the cut as she packed and moved from state to state, or if it still exists in the home where she lived. If it is still there, will it go to her mom now, will it go to her daughter, will it be thrown away, or shoved into a box that no one can ever get rid of or open?
I don't suppose I'll ever have answers to those questions, I'm certainly not owed them, and I don't think I really want to know.
Maybe it is time to put a new face on things.
I did another WAL over on Yarnworker, and I felt like I was behind from the start. We wove rugs and covered two different patterns. The two selections from Handwoven Home are the Two-Color Krokbragd Rug and the Fabric Stash Rag Rug. Well, I didn't have all the materials for the Krokbragd, so I went for the Fabric Stash Rag Rug.
It was a fun weave. My biggest stresses came from my own error following the pattern, but it worked out just fine. Then I had another oopsy and could not continue weaving, and it actually made my previous mistake something that worked very well. I like it so much, that I haven't put this on the floor to be used. I need to get over that.
As always, I learned a lot through this process. I want to weave more rugs, and maybe even get a temple. I enjoyed this weave-along so much and learned enough that I decided to tackle a bit of Krokbragd, but that's a story for another day.
I am, of course, talking about packing knitting for a trip. It's always the same questions, always the same plans, always the same ideas. Why must we make this so complicated? I suppose it is not for the "monogamous" knitters. They just bring the current project, and possibly whatever is next in the queue. But that's not me, so there is rumination, wishful thinking, superstition, and good intentions "helping" me decide. I mean, for a moment, we will even set aside issues of space, and it really doesn't simplify things much.
So, what am I thinking about when I think about packing my knitting for a trip?
- The UFOs
- How many can I quickly remember?
- Can I find any of them?
- Do I want to finish any of them?
- Bringing nothing but these will definitely make me finish one or more.
- The Teeny-Tiny Mochimochiland patterns
- How much stuffing do I need?
- Physical or electronic patterns?
- How many different colors of yarn should I bring?
- Should I try to knit all of one pattern or a variety of different patterns?
- Wouldn't it be neat to knit one for everyone I see while there and one for everyone I miss while I'm away?
- Gifts
- What if I only work on gift knitting?
- Gosh, I don't have much gift knitting planned this year.
- If I really keep at it, I can make something for everyone.
- Maybe I should just skip gift knitting this year.
- How Much Do I Think I Will Really Knit?
- There are about 16 hours in the car, round trip.
- Oh, but I could be driving part of that time.
- Then again, I might just be sleeping--I'm already very tired.
- Superstition
- If I bring a lot of knitting, there will be no traffic problems.
- If I bring my knitting with me everywhere, we will stay so busy doing such fabulous things that I will not have time to knit.
- If I have my knitting, my mental wellbeing is assured to be stable.
Hrm...maybe I should just bring the Kindle and its charger.
