Thursday, June 30, 2005

We have a decision

Nate came home early today, and since we had not heard from the repair shop yet, we jumped in the truck and headed down to see what was going on with my car.

The only thing the guy had to say was that there's a hole punched in the coolant reservior and until he fixed that he couldn't tell us amymore. Personally, I think he's looking at my car as a cash cow. Little does he realize we just want it running well enough to drive it down for a trade in. If it's even worth doing so has yet to be seen.

Nate and I (finally) agreed on a car. Nope, not telling yet. Care to guess? They are asking a heck of a lot more than the other cars I've been looking at, but Nate assures me that it's do-able. That, and Nate wants it paid off in 3 years. Again do-able. It'll still be a bit less than his truck payment was, and we managed then.

Still...


Hey, before y'all duck out to celebrate the 4th, (or should a say those who have not already done so) you need to wish Carma a Happy Birthday. She'll be celebrating her 28th on the 4th. Happy (early) Birthday, Sweets.

Wednesday, June 29, 2005

Waiting for the Word



Das Auto ist weg. It's actually been towed to the shop. They are to call me this afternoon with a damage report.


Yesterday, Jess and I had to run a small errand. I noticed on the way back things were running hotter than normal. We pulled off and let the car cool down. I then noticed a coolant leak. After letting a few obscenities fly we started for home, hoping to make it. We did not.

The car died In the middle of the Route 6/Highway 149 intersection. Some very nice, burly men pushed me into the gas station parking lot, and, thank my lucky star, my neighbor just happened by. He picked us up and brought us home.


So, now Jess and I are stuck in the house for the day. We'd go outside to play but it's friggin hot! So it's going to be an indoors day. Jess is not pleased. Stuck inside with an unhapy three year old and no escape. There is a reality show in there somewhere.


I've linked my yarn stash in the sidebar. It does not include works in progress. I can think of at least half a dozen. But I do have a couple to show you.





This is a baby blanket for Jill's shower in mid-July. I had four skeins of bernat cotton tots and no plan. I decided to start it from the center out and do random stripes. How random? I've dug out my D&D dice and I am using them to determine the number of rows per stripe. Now I just have to figure out how I'd like to edge it.






I've cast on my my sock pal. I'm going toe up, because I find it much easier to custom fit a sock than cuff-down.

Our sweet neighbors have offered me use of their car while they are away for vacation. I was so taken aback by their generosity, I just might have to knit them something.

Tuesday, June 28, 2005

Monday, June 27, 2005

Splitting headache.

The guitar strap is completely done.

As soon as I can get Nate to pose with it I will submit it for your viewing pleasure.

Progress shot of the Trinity flowerbasket shawl in Denim.

purdy, no?...well, it will be, I promise.

Stash documentation starts today. As long as Jess remains pleasant.

We've had a rough morning. It involved the lobbing of a toy cash register at my head. To make matters worse, the register no longer works, which was a whole 'nother fight this morning. When does school start back up??

Ok, see that great big gap between the post title and the actual post? How does one get rid of that? I vcan't seem to find the problem.

Saturday, June 25, 2005

The yarn speaks its mind

Dear Erin,
We never plan these things, I know you were so counting on a pair of "Denim" socks, but socks were just not me. Oh how I long to be something lacy. Listening to that snotty bamboo yarn go on and on was almost unbearable. "I'm going to be a Flowerbasket shawl, I'm going to be beautiful." I was jealous I admit.

I'm telling you I need flowerbasket. I promise to be good, to behave, to be beautiful. Aunt Ida needs a handknit shawl. I can make her very happy.

I know how disappointed you must be to not have socks, but don't forget my kin in that yarn bin. "Lipstick" is ready and waiting.

Yours,
Trinity in Denim.

Friday, June 24, 2005

short post.


Look what Erin made! Feel free to join your fellow Yarn Hos.
I'm hoping to redo some things here in the next couple of days, so *Excuse my dust*, so to speak.
If you'd like to see some pictures of our little farewell to Kristen, jump over to Jen's site.

YHA

Hi, My name is Erin...and I'm a Yarn Ho.
I seriously NEED TO STOP BUYING YARN. So, my solution is setting up a chapter of YHA (Yarn Hos Anonymous)*

*this is meant stictly as fun.
I respect the Anonymous programs and the good that they do. Please no hate comments*


1. We admitted we were powerless over yarn
—that our lives had become unmanageable.

2. Came to believe that a Power greater than
ourselves could restore us to sanity.

3. Made a decision to turn our will and our lives
over to the care of the Yarn Goddess as we understood Her.

4. Made a searching and fearless inventory of our stash.

5. Admitted to the Goddess, to ourselves and to others
the exact nature of our wrongs.

6. Were entirely ready to have the Goddess remove all
these defects of character.

7. Humbly asked Her to remove our shortcomings.

8. Made a list of all persons we had harmed and became
willing to make amends to them all.

9. Made direct amends to such people wherever possible,
except when to do so would require gifting discontinued yarn.

10. Continued to take personal inventory and when we could use yarn from our stash and not buy any new, promptly admitted it.

11. Sought through meditation to improve our conscious contact with Yarn Goddess as we understood Her, praying only for
knowledge of Her will for us and the power to carry that out.

12. Having had a spiritual awakening as the result of these Steps, we tried to carry this message to Yarn Hos and to practice these principles in all our affairs.


So, No more yarn purchases, until all my yarn fits in one storage container, stash documentation coming soon, and maybe even a contest or two to liberate some yarn from my stash.

Thursday, June 23, 2005

Any ideas? Anyone?

Ok, this is my sock yarn:

It's self-striping, but I'd like to make them a bit more exciting. I cannot decide on a sock pattern. Maybe y'all can help. (Please?)




I finished another ballet top. This one is made from some very fun ribbon yarn (called Jungle?)I bought at Sit n Knit. The only piece of advice I have if you decide to run out and buy some to play with, Blunt needles. My pointy 15's snagged a bit.

Speaking of Sit 'N Knit, Jess and I are meeting Jill and heading up there today. Then we are having Kristen's going away party tonight. Kristen is moving to California and, although I'm happy for her, I kind of hate to see her go. She cracks me up.


Today I will be leading another naive knitter down the felted purse path. *head thrown back* Mwhahahahaha! I'll be helping Jill with her first Sophie bag. Gosh, it's fun corrupting others *fingers tented* Excellent.

Wednesday, June 22, 2005

Midweek catch-up

I know I promised camping pictures, but after looking at them, I don't think I would like to ssow them to the world. Sorry.

I can tell you we had a good time. Jessie loved it. She learned to squat outside, and that to only do that WHILE CAMPING.

I feared she might try that one at home. I do not think the neighbors would approve.

We drove home on Saturday. The trip was pleasant, but I was happy to be home. I have spent this week trying to get caught up with everything.

I did knit on Monday night with the girls. We had fun, as we always do. Except for inadvertantly offending a group of elder women who had the unfortunate luck of sitting at the next table, it was a good night.

Tuesday, Jess and I had lunch with Tara. Again fun as usual. Tara gave me a gift certificate to Sheep'sfor helping her fix a dropped stitch and twisted cast on in her capelet, which she REALLY did not want to have to frog again.

Jess and I went to the knit shop and bought the sock yarn for my Sockapaltwo-za. Now it's just a question of what I want to sock to look like.

The car search continues, I have found a car that meets all my requirements, and I like. Nate has now decided to be difficult. (Hey, Carma, Boys =PU)

Tuesday, June 21, 2005

"Yup, still dragging the vacation out, Folks."


Ok, Monday and Tuesday were spent with the whole Vaughan clan at Spring Mill. It was mostly rainy with some sun. This meant we could not go into the caves, but we did spend some time at Pioneer village.

The Mill:

Tuesday, Nate and I walked back down to the village, just the two of us. While there he took the following pictures for me.








Tuesday afternoon we headed back to Ohio and spent some time with both my in laws. This gave me plenty of time to finish my flower basket shawl, and re teach my niece to knit, and aslo teach my SIL to crochet.

Promised Knitting content:
(sorry for the crappy pics.)

Finished Flowerbasket shawl made with Bamboo yarn from the Southwest Trading CO.

Mom's socks.

Peaches 'n cream knitted dishcloth.Actually I made the dishcloth Thursday, when we camped out at the "Big E" which is my FIl's place in Connersville. It pretty much consiss of a one room "cabin" a barn and a pump in the woods, by the river. we did not use the cabin, we opted instead for camping riverside.

Camping pictures tomorrow.

Monday, June 20, 2005

See ya on the river!

Alright well, I don't think I'll get a chance to post again before I'll be leavin (on a jet plane?) so I just wanted to say BYE! And pass the posting "torch" over to E :) Because I'm going to be away from all electrical anything... heck, I'm not even going to be too near showers on a regular basis. Yeah I'm odd but that doesn't sound like too bad a time to me. Hey, we're ALL going to be stinky right? ;) Well all you crazy kids have a great week and I'll be back, more than likely sunburnt, sore and with poison ivy. ;)

Spring Mill and the Bedford ER

ok, now where was I? Oh yes, I remember.

Sunday.

Sunday we all piled in the car and headed out To Spring Mill State Park. Lunch was at a Frisch's Big Boy. I had no idea that these restaurants still existed, so lunch was a happy little nostalgic trip for me.

We arrived at the Park, got our rooms, and unloaded the car, before the rain started. Then we waited.
See, travelled with my FIL and BIL, and we were to meet my MIL and other BIL and family. (Note to Self: Young children bore easily in lodge lobbies.) It was raining, we were all waiting in the lobby and I was doing my level best to keep Jess entertained. It was not working.

I had bought her some pick-up sticks in the gift shop and that had seemed to appease her. She sat quietly on the couch and played with them. I then decided to head up to the room and grab my knitting.

Now before I go on, I would like to show you something.

Please ignore the bewildered Brother-in-law. I want you to look at the couch. They were pretty nice, comfy, but please note the wood frame and top trim. Thank you.

Anyway, I headed to the room, grabbed my knitting and took a pee. As I was just about to push the down button to the elevator, when I heard it. Imagine being three floors up and hearing your baby scream like she was in mortal danger.

I was about to bolt down the stairs when I realized the screams are getting louder. They were in the elevator. The doors opened and Nate was cradleing Jess, who is still screaming, and he is holding her head. We enter our room, when I see the blood.

Jess had thrown a fit in the lobby and when she lunged back to throw herself down for a proper temper tantrum, she had hit her head on that top wood trim of the couch. As we cleaned her up, we see that, along with a pretty sizeable goose-egg, she has a 2 inch cut on the back of her head.

Nate gets his Dad, who gets directions to the nearest ER (Bedford) and pulls the car around. We pile into the car and leave Jon behind to wait for the rest of our party.

The people in the Bedford ER were great. Jess only needed stitches. They brought in three nurses and Nate to hold her down while the Doc sewed her up. Jess was pretty peeved about that until they gave her a Safety pop, then all was forgiven.

Not too bad for our first ER visit. Stitches didn't slow Jess up a bit, but she was plenty mad when we told her she could not go swimming. Hopefully she's learned her lesson.

Knitting content to come...promise

Sunday, June 19, 2005

A Darn Fine Man

While I'm sure all (or hopefully most anyway) of you have wonderful fathers. In honor of today, a wee bit of a tribute to the man I'm proud to call my dad.

My dad is pretty amazing. He (along with my mom) managed to raise me and my 3 older brothers. Believe me if you knew all of us you would know what a mean feat that had to have been.

He did all the "sterotypical" dad things, kept us fed, clothed and with shelter all without making us feel like he "HAD" to do it. And he did this even though his job caused him to travel a lot.

He taught me the phrase (& the philosophy), "If I HAD to do it I wouldn't" (ie, Dad, you don't have to _________).

He's pulled these chestnuts out of the fire; emotionally, financially, and physically more than once. All the while why saying, "if I HAD to do it I wouldn't".

He gave me lots of really great memories. The one that currently comes to mind is him dancing in the kitchen and the living room with my mom. Oh yeah and the way he makes up his own words to songs.

But the number one reason that I'm really glad that my dad is my dad?
He really gets the whole unconditional love thing.
Happy Fathers Day, Dad. I love you.

**And happy father's day to all the other dad's out there too**

It's good to be home.

I've decided to break the trip up in parts or I will forget a bunch of stuff, and spend far too long trying to decide what pictures to include. Plus this way you will all realize when I actually remembered that I did bring a camera along. (For those of you who are wondering, it was Tuesday morning. Yup, I'm a dork.) Luckily, my FIL took loads of pictures.

Friday...
...was spent at home. Friday afternoon Jess and I dropped Animal off at Gegee's and came home to waitd for Nate to get off of work. He was expected by four-ish.

Nate arrived at home at 6:30 pm. Jess was screaming about how she wanted to go see Pataw (Nate's Dad), and I was at my wit's end. (Note to self: Do not inform a three-year-old of plans to see a grandparent until you are five minutes from said grandparent's house. It's just easier that way.)

We decided that since the wedding was a 5:30pm, we would just leave in the morning.

Saturday...

...Jess awoke at 6am and proceeded to get our lazy butts out of bed and on the road. A five hour drive resulted in arriving at Pataw's house and spending a very nice afternoon visit. We changed for the wedding and Pataw insisted on taking our picture.

Mind you, it was 90 degrees and so humid it was hard to breathe. Normally, we are far more animated.

After a lovely wedding ceremony, we attended the reception, caught up with some relatives of mine that I hade not seen in at least ten years, and then cut out early.

Jess does not seem to care for Shania Twain dance remixes, nor the Electric Slide. Really, who can blame her for that?

The 11th was Knit In Public day. I worked on my Mom's second birthday sock. Pictures to come.

Next post: Spring Mill and the Bedford ER.

Friday, June 17, 2005

Travelin Light

Well Erin eluded to my canoe trip so I should probably spill it. but before I begin.

I was going to post about the two latest babies in my life complete with pictures but I can't figure out how to save the pictures I have from my email to my neighbor's computer for posting here. And my neighbor is taking a nap and I don't want to wake him up for that. So yeah... Check back for cute babies at a later time (teaser, we have a boy and a girl).

Speaking of my neighbor's, seriously they are the only reason I'm sad about moving out of the ghetto (shaddup, we have those in Iowa... ask erin), it's going to suck not living next to these two. But they are going to be moving relatively soon too and it's not like I'm moving THAT far away. They do rule though... I'm using their cable modem becuase well, dial up sucks, AND I'm burning a ridiculously cool CD for Nathan (& probably me too) all while Ben naps in the other room. Oh, and since Crystal left us for the weekend Ben and I will also be going out for libasions later. :) Seriously could you ask for any cooler neighbors?

Alright onto the canoe trip story. This year is the third annual Iowa Project AWARE
Project AWARE is a trip with the Iowa DNR where we essentially spend a week (or part of a week) as volunteers canoeing down various waterways in Iowa cleaning them up and raising awareness of how important these waterways are for the people and various other being of Iowa and pretty much everywhere else. The first year was a river in Eastern Iowa (yeah I will completely screw up the spelling so I'm not going to try). Nathan didn't find out about that trip until it was over. So last year he kept an ear out for the 2nd one... And we spent the 3rd week in June splashing around central Iowa waterways. We were supposed to do the Des Moines River from just north of Fort Dodge to Des Moines but flooding kept us off that river so we did some tributaries of the Des Moines, the South Skunk River and some prairie restoration around the middle part of the state. Yeah some of you could be thinking that I'm off my rocker, and I might very well be, but I think it may have been one of the greatest vacations I've ever taken. I've never been so filthy and so happy before in my life. And that's saying a lot from a girl who, growing up, thought "roughing it" was a hotel without a pool (this could explain why my family didn't go on a lot of vacations). It was really great, we met a lot of great people from ALL walks of life and while I was completely tuckered out when we got finished it was a relaxing vacation. I mean you can't get much further from your day to day existance (for me) on a river. No computers, no cell phone, no TV. Ah paradise.

Anyway, we had so much fun last year we decided to do it again this year. This year the river being tackled is the Little Sioux WAY over in Western Iowa. I was going to meet Nathan over there (with the help of some friends we met last year, see? Good people) tomorrow and we were going to the whole trip. But that's not in the cards so the guys at the DNR (again good people) are letting us meet up with them on Tuesday night at a school where they are taking everyone to shower (because there are literally no campgrounds with shower facilities in Western Iowa). They are being really great. Brian, the guy that runs this show, gave me all the information on the school so I could call and very politely ask if they minded my car being parked in their lot for a week. And he has told us numerous times about not worrying about what time we get out there someone will send a shuttle from the campground to the school for us. I know these are "special" circumstances but they don't have to be so great and it's really nice that they are. (And my mom would about kill me for the horrid grammar in that sentence, but yeah, when I have ever been the grammar queen?)

So THAT'S where your ol' pal Carma will be from this Tuesday until Saturday. Then Sunday I'll more than likely be scrubbing the filth, suntan lotion, and bugspray from my tired carcass (remember very few showers at the campgrounds along this river). Oh yeah and airing out/ washing everything else.

Don't worry I'll have my lifejacket on... because NOTHING is sexier than a PFD tan. ;)

Alright off to pack some more (and hopefully get to drinking with Ben.. who is still sleeping... no, Cara, you can "accidently" pelt him with stuff just because you want beer). I'm sure I'll have time to post at least a little something before I leave.

:)

***Blogger isn't being real helpful with the spellcheck so please ignore the fact that my father's an engineer and I inherited his lack of spelling ability** :)

Tuesday, June 14, 2005

Alright Alright Alright

Before I bring us back to our regularly (ha!) scheduled blogging program I would like to thank all of you for the kind thoughts you are putting out there for us. I appreciate more than you will ever know.

Now back to our program before I get maudlin.

Wow, sooooooo many things to catch y'all up on.

I apologize for possibly getting this all out of order (damn short term memory).

I'm involved with a ROAK over at ICK. And lemme tell you, Secret Pal, I LOVE you! A week or so ago I got home from work and there was a package waiting for me! I, like everyone else, LOVE getting mail. I open it up & there it was. A homemade REALLY cool needle case, complete with pocket.


All wrapped up.

My secret pal included some really cute stitch marker along with several other knitting goodies (as an aside whomever dreamed up the tape measure in a CASE is freaking brilliant!).



But my favorite? Yeah the postcard. Seriously cool. I have never seen anything like it but will definitely be keeping my eyes open for them.

"Q. Who's going to kick your ass?"

"A. A girl."

Ah ha! I owe you all a sock story... But first a picture of some happy feet in the sunshine. :)

Please excuse the GLARE from my white legs.

So Erin gave me my socks on the Saturday of Memorial Day weekend (along with some stitch markers, including a Statue of Liberty one... Does Erin know me or what?). I happily wore them about my brother's house pretty much the rest of the weekend. As a note, handknit socks are a WEE BIT slippery on slate kitchen floors. I slid and very nearly took out my little niece. Thankfully I had the presence of mind to pick her up and let her slide along with me. My brother wants me to make him a pair now... Yeah we'll have to think about that. I have dinky feet (the same size as Erin's) and my brother... HUGE feet. Not Nathan's size 15's but... big enough. But on that very Sunday I stopped by Erin's house and picked up this...

That's SOCK yarn in that thar bush!


Yup SOCK yarn from her very stash. (yeah I now have another sock yarn story but I'm saving that one for later this week.. no point in shooting my whole proverbial wad at once).

Yup apparently I'm going to attempt to knit socks. And I MAY knit Cari a pair too in an attempt to convert her... but I might not "have" to. (The other sock story will explain it all in due time).

Ok, in non-knitting news. I'm in the process of moving. I have to be completely out of my current place by July 4th (my birthday no less) but thankfully already have the key to the new place. Monday after work I borrowed a carpet cleaner from my boss and shampooed all the carpets & Sunday during the day I went up and cleaned nearly everything. That is everything but the fridge (it's already clean but yeah doing a once over anyway) and most of the bathroom. My boss/new landlord is going to be removing the late 70s era shower doors and believe you me I'll be scrubbing the HELL out of that tub once they come off. It's not really health department dirty but there is some serious hard water ickiness and, well, this is where I'm going to be cleaning myself so, yeah, would like that to be clean. That and I really like to take baths and as it is right now... um, no. Once I get the place all nice and purdy (and for the 40 seconds it stays that way) hopefully I'll remember to take some pictures so y'all can see Casa de Carma.

And now I leave you with a bumper sticker I got a few weeks ago (Nathan and I have already mentally added David's name).

Until next time. ;)

Monday, June 13, 2005

:(

OK, this time I have a reason for being slow to post.

Nathan's brother passed away yesterday. He's in California and we're not. Nathan is in Western Iowa for the prosecutor's convention so he's pretty much unavailable (IE his cell doesn't work there) so I can't "check in". I just hope he's ok, emotionally, etc.

David was a pretty great guy. I mean he had his quirks but, honestly, who doesn't? I'm really glad I got to have him in my life, even if it was just for a little bit.

Think of Nathan and David for me, k?

Thanks.

Thursday, June 09, 2005

A bit of catch-up

oh, where to start?

Shell's shrug...

...Sent home to her through my Brother, who stopped by Monday to talk.

I had two skeins of this (lionbrand suede) So, I made a smaller version for my Kid Sister.

(No photo. Picture the top photo, only smaller.)

Tuesday I dropped off a bouquet of flowers and a card to Shell's while they were at the services.

Then I made an orange shrug out of some chunky alpaca for which I am having a severe case of yarn lust. It's beautiful stuff.

I've got a couple more in the works. I won't bore you with more shrug photos, when I finish them, maybe I'll do a group photo.
Why all the shrugs? ONE skein, easily memorized pattern, and a lot of things on my mind.

It's been hot and sticky here (What a perfect time to knit with chunky alpaca, huh?) I have not yet begun to open our pool, so I dug out Jess' baby pool out of the shed and we've been playing in the back yard.

We've had a blast.

Look what I got in the mail yesterday. My Bead It Two person sent me these adorable mice stitch markers, In honor of "Miss Gengis". She writes that, yes, they are mice and not hamsters but it was the closest thing she could find. They are very cute. And she included some notecards.

I have to admit that as the Bead It folks finished their partners markers I would pop over to their sites to check things out.
Yes I'm a total slacker and have not posted pics of those I have made. That is because, dork that I am, I packaged them up and sent them out before I even thought of it.

I had popped over to Christina's Attic last week and thought these markers were too cute, not knowing they would find their way to me.

Remember how I said I was giving this to my mother-in-law? The more I've looked at it the more I have decided that she would prefer one like this instead.

This purse has been done, felted, and awaiting handles for some time now. I had forgotten it completely, until I unearthed it yesterday.

So I'll be keeping the red one and giving her ths blue one. If you are wondering, the red one is Joann brand Licorice, and the blue is one strand of lamb's pride with one strand of silk garden.


Yesterday was Jess' last day of school. She is NOT too happy about that. Friday we'll be leaving for our Ohio/Spring Mill/Ohio trip. We'll be back on Father's day. Maybe Carma could throw out a post or two before her canoe trip. (ahem) :)

Monday, June 06, 2005

Worrisome.

"Nana" Smith was not my Nana. Nor was she Jess', although she was thought of and treat as if she were. She was actually my sister-in-law's mother. She lost her battle with cancer.

My sister-in-law, Shell, is an only child, and has always kept her mother's health to herself. She didn't want to talk about it, I never pushed her. I just occasionally asked how she was, if I had not seen her recently and left it at that. (In fact, when I asked last week, I was told she was doing "fine", so the news of her passing was a bit of a shock.)

Shell doesn't want to talk to anyone. She doesn't want us to attend the service. I cannot even pretend to imagine what she is going through. I am worried for her. I have offered any help that I can. I have not heard from her. Have I mentioned that I'm worried?

Ok, I need a bit of distraction. I have posted the bonnet pattern in the sidebar. I am missing one number. It isn't crucial, it's the number of picked up stitches around the bottom. I gave the bonnets away already, or I would count them out. Once I finish another bonnet, I will put that number in.

I finished my Ballet Tee.

It's still far too holey on the 11's. Oh well, I can wear a flesh-colored undergarment and make'em stare.

I have a SNB meeting tonight, that I am hoping to make.

I decided Friday that a week is plenty of time to start and finish a Flowerbasket shawl, and a top for my OTHER sister-in-law. Yes, I know I am delusional.

I am just about finished with the shrug I promised Shell. (The one skein wonder) I'm hoping to finish it today and stop by to deliver it tomorrow. (Not checking up on her, just dropping off something. Not too imposing, I hope.)

Sunday, June 05, 2005

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I was going to post a picture of my Ballet Tee today.
I was going to update my sidebar.
I was going to post the bonnet pattern.
I was going to blog about my self-imposed, impossible deadline.
But I'm not.

"Nana" Smith passed away Saturday morning.

Friday, June 03, 2005

To a Tee

Yesterday, I cast every other project aside, to start a ballet tee from Loop-d-loop. THe pattern is easy as pie, but I hit a snag. The way the pattern is written, the little girl directions are the same as the women's. The only differenece is the girls is worked with 2 strands of cotton fleece on 10.5 needles, and the women's is 2 strands of cotton fleece on 15 needles.

As I swatched for the women's (I was getting spot on gauge) I realized there would be no way I could wear this thing by itself. I would need to wear a tank under it, and if I'm making a tee shirt to wear this summer, why do I want to layer it?

I instead made Jess a tee yesterday. It came out quite cute, and she seems to like it. The fabric is far more ideal when knit with the 10.5 needles, so I think I'll just have to adjust the pattern.

I'm heading out for lunch with Tara and Ilikelimes Lisa this afternoon. It should be a blast. It always is. Afterward it'll be *dum dum dum* swimsuit shopping. I might need to stop off somewhere for a good stiff drink before I do that though.

Wednesday, June 01, 2005

For a loop

Ta-da.

Two bonnets same pattern, different yarns (The red one needs to be blocked) I will be posting this pattern in the next day or so.


Also, one (nearly) finished sock, for my mother. Her birthday is in July but I figure I should finish these before starting my own so I am not rushed.

I've decided to just buy a top to wear to the wedding. No point in making myself crazy by trying to crank out another top before then. Although This top is calling my name. I bought the book tonight. Although there are a few things that really make me scratch my head in bewilderment, there are still quite a few items I would make. Some just because they look like a very enjoyable knit.