Knitting

It’s Tuesday morning and I’m just coming down from my busy bee-ness over the weekend.  I got a lot of things accomplished and have maybe an unhealthy fixation on crossing things off my to-do list, but it works for me.

I finished Mr. Iknead’s socks, he loves them and I love that he loves them. 

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Along with the abovementioned socks, dear S-I-L, Clefton, had requested a tea cozy a few weeks ago.  Being raised pretty much in the U.K., he likes his tea and this is what I came up with –

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If it looks familiar, it’s because I used my leftover sock yarn from Mr. Iknead’s socks and liked the farrow rib so much, I used it again.  So, at the risk of repeating myself (which my dear children tell me I’m doing more and more often), I used Patons Kroy Sock Yarn, in Cadet Colors.  Turned out well, don’t you think?

Baked three loaves of bread and tried my hand at Salted Caramel Brownies, a nifty little sweet that seems to be the flavor of the day right now.  I made them Saturday afternoon and they’re already history.   The thing about that is that it’s only Mr. Iknead and me at home now, and that’s a short time for two people and a pan of brownies.  Self control? Not so much.

Fear less, hope more; eat less, chew more; whine less, breathe more; talk less, say more; hate less, love more; and all good things are yours.  Swedish proverb

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Knitting

The one where my cold


has finally starting packing up and leaving.  The weekend was rough, but I did go to the doctor on Friday and got antibiotics and cough medicine, I feel much, much better.

I did manage to make a big pot of from scratch spaghetti sauce so even though I was puny, neither Mr. Iknead or I went hungry.  Honestly, I think we could eat just out of our pantry for a few weeks if we ever needed to.  Chances are we wouldn’t always be eating what we wanted to eat, but going hungry is not something we need to be concerned about.  Every week I tell myself that I’m going get the pantry back in order, but every week, something much more fun comes along and that project is abandoned without a backward glance.

I found a picture today of what Mr. Iknead swears is the best pecan pie ever, so I decided to share it

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Mr. Iknead’s Best Pecan Pie

3 eggs

1 cup sugar

1/2 tsp. salt

1 cup light corn syrup

1/4 cup butter, melted

1 tsp. vanilla

1 cup pecan halves

1 unbaked pie crust

Preheat oven to 350 degrees F.

Beat eggs slightly in mixing bowl.  Blend in sugar, salt, corn syrup, butter and vanilla.
Add pecans.  Pour into pastry shell.  Bake 45 to 50 minutes or until knife inserted in the filling comes out clean.  Makes one 9 inch pie.  Refrigerate any leftovers.

Live a life as a monument to your soul.  Ayn Rand

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Knitting

The one where my cold


has finally starting packing up and leaving.  The weekend was rough, but I did go to the doctor on Friday and got antibiotics and cough medicine, I feel much, much better.

I did manage to make a big pot of from scratch spaghetti sauce so even though I was puny, neither Mr. Iknead or I went hungry.  Honestly, I think we could eat just out of our pantry for a few weeks if we ever needed to.  Chances are we wouldn’t always be eating what we wanted to eat, but going hungry is not something we need to be concerned about.  Every week I tell myself that I’m going get the pantry back in order, but every week, something much more fun comes along and that project is abandoned without a backward glance.

I found a picture today of what Mr. Iknead swears is the best pecan pie ever, so I decided to share it

IMG_0345

Mr. Iknead’s Best Pecan Pie

3 eggs

1 cup sugar

1/2 tsp. salt

1 cup light corn syrup

1/4 cup butter, melted

1 tsp. vanilla

1 cup pecan halves

1 unbaked pie crust

Preheat oven to 350 degrees F.

Beat eggs slightly in mixing bowl.  Blend in sugar, salt, corn syrup, butter and vanilla.
Add pecans.  Pour into pastry shell.  Bake 45 to 50 minutes or until knife inserted in the filling comes out clean.  Makes one 9 inch pie.  Refrigerate any leftovers.

Live a life as a monument to your soul.  Ayn Rand

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Knitting

The one with the current WIP Wednesday


project post, Farrow Rib Socks, designed by Nicole Okun.  I’m actually a little further along than the photo shows.  I’m on the instep decreases, on the home stretch to the toe.  These are for Mr. Iknead, who likes to wear woolly house socks during the colder months.  These are replacing the Jaywalkers he’s finally worn out.

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Happy WIP Wednesday!

The man who trims himself to suit everybody will soon whittle himself away.  Charles Schwab

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Knitting

The one where the threatened


cold from Sunday has definitely moved in and set up shop.  I can’t remember the last time I even had a cold.  A couple of years ago at least.  This is not because I am a fanatic about handwashing and what have you, I think just have a really, really stubborn, healthy immune system.  But today, I’m an unhappy camper with a scratchy throat, runny nose and lots of sneezing and coughing.  Yuck.  Here’s the suspected carrier –

  IMG_0367It’s impossible to turn down Susannah kisses, so I took a chance.  Totally worth it!  Now I have a date with Dimetapp and a box of tissues, but again, totally worth it.

Millions saw the apple fall, but Newton was the one who asked why.  Bernard Baruch

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