Dear Sir
Dear United States Customs Officials, I know that it is unlikely that you have a grudge against me or that you spend your days dreaming up ways to make me unhappy. Unfortunately, your actions of late have made me realize that there is a difference between things that are unlikely and things that are impossible. If you don't stop holding my packages hostage I will be forced to conclude either that this is personal or that you are using your power to feed your uncontrollable lust for wooly goodness. Please release my packages and restore my faith in humanity. Yours [...]
Testing?
In a testing sort of mood? Go volunteer over on ravelry. All three of the mitts inspired by the house painting blues are ready for someone else to beat them up. Each of the three patterns is super quick (maybe 4 hours per mitt) and takes less than 100 yards of fingering weight yarn per pair. They're perfect for your leftover sock yarn bits. And, on the off chance you're a Christmas knitter and have started to panic, these will totally knock some names off your list. At the moment I'm most entertained by the yellow ones, but I'm fickle [...]
Keen
Today was the first really crisp day of fall. It was absolutely lovely. I even put on some wooly socks. The timing is excellent...since yesterday the air conditioner decided to go on strike. I'm sure this will be convenient and inexpensive to fix, because home repairs always are. Sigh.
Short Attention Span
The painters are still banging. Now please don't get me wrong, they're doing a good job, and they're doing a job I don't want to do. I'm very glad that they're here and scampering over the roof. But oh my poor pulverized brains is it loud. It has rather dramatically cropped my already short attention span. But in a totally uncharacteristic move, I've taken the crazy and done something with it (other than whine). I took the three scraps seen here the other day and have turned them into three different quick little mitts. And they are all different. Different [...]
Cast of Characters
The Chez Violence Home for Wayward Knitting Props has a new resident. It started with Alphonse. Then he was joined by Percival. These two hard working gentlemen have now been joined by Millicent. I think I've mentioned (and I'm sure you've seen in the odd picture here and there) that I have giant man hands. I just do. And I don't really mind (which is good because there's not much I can do about it). For most things, Percival works great. But he is actually a bit bigger than my hand, so if I'm doing something fairly close fitting (or [...]
Moving Target
The goal had been to take a picture of the little yellow bit of knitting. See? Yeah. I know. I hardly see it either. I'm too busy being gobsmacked by Barry and his magical kitten magnatism. Once you're done making eyes with Barry, if you can bear to look away, you'll see a wee bit of yellow in the bottom. The knitting bit of that is all done, and I'm about to do the making up part of it. Should be cool. But not nearly as cool as Barry. Because right now, nothing is as cool as Barry.
Creep
I'm suffering from project creep. It started with 'hey, I bet I can learn this cast on.' Yesterday's wee red mitts were the result of that little fit. That led to 'oooooh, you know what else would be cool?' That thought tipped me elbow deep into the short bits bin to dig out that blue yarn you see right there. Then I had a 'well, three of something is a collection, right?' Which sent me scrabbling back into the very same bin for the yellow yarn and the two buttons (buttons!) What do you think, do those three colors go [...]
Hush
So eventually the banging stopped and the painters went home (get your mind out of the gutter). A blessed hush descended, and the idea of doing something that required more than 45 seconds of sustained attention seemed less daunting. This wee tiny cuff was the result. You'll have to pardon the poor lighting in the photo. It's early morning, my office is dark, and the painters are back so I'm not dragging it outside to photograph (yarn and paint don't mix). It started because I was fiddling around trying to get the hang of the Italian cast on. That led [...]
Bang
Having brawny lads scampering all over your house (banging and scraping and banging and climbing and banging and thumping) is rather more distracting than I had expected. And I had expected it to be distracting. I just hadn't expected it to drive me stark raving mad. And I hadn't expected it to go on for days. What I did expect (it's an old house, it has trained me well), was to find some sort of lurking problem. Don't get me wrong. I love my old house. It's pretty, and it's well made, and it looks and feels like a house [...]
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