Knitting

The one where I’m waiting


with bated breath for 5:30 p.m., at which time I’m officially on vacation.  I’ve several things to do after work that I’ve been putting off this week.  I have to go to Target and pick up sunscreen and maybe a new sun hat.  News Flash!  We got our yearly bonus checks today at work.  This means I can get the boots I’ve been lusting after sooner rather than later.  Here’s a pic

HYDE PARK BOOTS

Beautiful don’t you think?  They’re on the short list to do tomorrow.  It reads – buy boots.  So I am.  Doesn’t say much for my impulse control, does it?

These boots are made for walking, and that’s just what they’ll do.  One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you.  Nancy Sinatra

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Knitting

The one where my baby


boy turns 27.  Oh, I know, he’s grown and has been taller than I am for at least 15 years, but he’s still my baby boy, about to become a parent himself next March or so.  How about that?  We raised two, count ’em, two responsible adults!  Life is still good!

Finally!  Constanze cowl is blocking.  Take a look –

Buttons will finish it up, wooden, I think.  Since we’re going to be on vacay in Destin and I know there’s a yarn shop there, I’ll probably splurge a little on them and call them souveniers.  Tomorrow is my last day before vacation and I’m getting very, very antsy.  Ten more work hours and then our trip.

Happy birthday, baby boy.  I love you!

Precision is not reality.  Henri Matisse (1869-1954) French painter, sculptor

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Knitting

The one where once again


I comfort myself with a trip to Yarn Mart, which is having their once a year sale.  Work has slowed on the Constanze cowl, but continues.  I started a drop stitch shawl while in DeQueen last week and for right now, it’s getting the majority of my knitting attention.  Here’s are a couple of my newest aquisitions.

First up is Trendsetter Yarns Flamenco, colorway 200.  Here’s how the directions read: Spread open mesh.  Turn mest sideways.  Turn end back to hem.  Knit through open woven box at edge one hole to one stitch.  The sample in the shop was a really loopy and soft scarf.  This has potential, I think.

Up close and personal

Next is Sock-a-Licious Kollage, color 7808.  I love the soft grays in this

I have great plans for these babies; quite possibly Christmas stuff, but only if I don’t fall in love with the projects before then.  Odds are about 50/50 right now.  Mr. Iknead and I, along with the little Ikneads are headed for a week at the beach starting on Friday.  This means I have to make some decisions on which yarns and projects will be vacationing with us.  It’s so hard to choose!

Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another: What!  You too?  I thought I was the only one.  C.S. Lewis  (1898-1963), British writer

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Knitting

The one where one entry may


not be enough to cover what’s been happening in my life over the last several days.  To say I’ve been on an emotional rollercoaster would be the understatement of the year.  My dad passed away Friday morning after a short but vicious battle with lung cancer.  We knew he wasn’t doing well, was less responsive, weaker and more short of breath every day, so when his caregivers called Wednesday evening (a week ago today) telling us that he was very close to the end, we weren’t surprised.  We were with him all day and all night Thursday; I told him over and over again how much I loved him and how it was OK for him to go, how we’d miss him terribly but his loving spirit would be with us always.  He slipped away from us at 11 o’clock Friday morning and I’m grateful that he at last is at rest.  He deserves it.  RIP Daddy, I love you.

OK, in a completely different direction, here’s my WIP Wednesday, Drop Stitch Shawl, Version 2, from Ravelry

The reward of a thing well done is to have done it.  Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882)

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Knitting

The one where once again she was ready


for WIP Wednesday a little ahead of time.  Here’s the Constanze cowl so far.

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It’s a little more than half done, I hope to have it in next Friday’s FO post.

You can never step into the same river twice; for new waters are always flowing on to you.  Heraclitus (c.484-c.475 B.C.), Greek philosopher

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Knitting

The one where I finally remember


to post a little about a to-die-for recipe I found here on WordPress, Nutella Cheesecake Layer Bars, from the blog of The Moonlight Baker.  Forgive me if I’m repeating a post, but they’re totallly worth revisiting.  Hard to not love anything made with Nutella and cream cheese.  I wish I’d thought of taking a picture, but didn’t, but you don’t have to think too hard to get a mental picture, they’re exactly what the name says, Nutella, cream cheese and a chocolate graham cracker crust.  I highly recommend them, you just might want to double up, that’s how fast they disappear.

Dishcloth progress here

Thinking ahead for a second week, amazing, I know.  Getting my WIP ready for its photo op for tomorrow.

Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty in every age of life really never grows old.  Franz Kafka (1883-1924), Bohemian novelist

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The one where she’s exactly


one half and two rows finished with the Constanze scarf.  I’m trying to save posting it until WIP Wednesday.  I really like the way it’s turning out.  I also got a few rows done today on the feather and fan dishcloth.  This one’s not quite as fiddly as the scarf, so it’s a good project to work on at work when  I need a little break.

We got beach pictures of the Papoose today.  A bathing beauty without a doubt.  She and her mom and dad just got back from a week at the beach, DSIL’s family owns a beach house in Grayton Beach, Florida and they have a family reunion there every year the first week in July.  He is the youngest of five kids so with parents, siblings, spouses and kids it’s a crowd.  I think the Papoose is number 11 in the grandkid line up, so I’m sure she didn’t starve for attention while there.

Here’s all the grandkids

The Ikneads are planning on going there the first week in August for their vacay.  If you ask me, it can’t get here fast enough.
Always be a little kinder than necessary.  Sir James Matthew Barrie (1860-1937)
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