OFF THE NEEDLES AND INTO THE SOCK DRAWER
Crocus Vernus in Shibui Sock
I had several setbacks with this project, but am glad I stuck with it. They turned out really well, I think! The Shibui color is mystery pink, found two skeins in the sale bin at Yarn Mart which had lost their bands. Excellent find! Will be making another LYS run sometime this afternoon, probably on my way to the Art Center for some clay play. With the holiday Monday, I’ve not been able to get to the pottery studio in a week, I’m having a little bit of withdrawal. I had a couple of things that were ready to fire. Hopefully, they were included in the kiln and since with clay and glazes, what you see is not usually what you get, the suspense is killing me. I might even remember to take some pictures!
Don’t forget to drop in on Tami’s FO Friday blog to catch some amazing FOs.
Every act of creation is first of all an act of destruction. Pablo Picasso
IN THE OVEN
Just a quick post to share a new take on an old favorite: Nutella Swirled Banana Bread. Moist, nutty, with chocolate and banana hints, it tempted me, a dyed in the wool unfan of bananas. Thanks to Girl Versus Dough for blogging this!
Each day provides its own gifts. Marcus Aurelius
ON THE NEEDLES
After the needle crisis last week, complete frogging and after starting the Crocus Vernus socks one more time, all was peachy keen. I was loving my new metal needles, how smooth they were and the way the socks nearly FLEW off them – until it all came to a screeching halt Monday evening. Actually, the screeching was me after finding the cable on my new needles had apparently gotten mixed up with something sharp resulting in microdamage to the cable. Nothing slid any more. Can’t see it, can barely feel it, but it’s there. There to the point of not being able to move the sock past that point in the cable. Frustratus maximus*. I tried to smooth it with an emery board, tried to paint over it with clear nail polish, nothing worked. So, see ya later nice metal circs that I’d been so excited about. Changed needles out, back on the old, reliable Knitpicks Harmonies. At least, no frogging was involved. I think that might have completely driven me ’round the knitting bend – which may be closer than I ever thought, according to my daughter, a really, really dedicated non-knitter person who has never turned down a knitted gift. (I’m just sayin’…….)
Yarn Along/WIPW with Crocus Vernus
I’m linking up today with Tami’s WIPW blog and Ginny’s Yarn Along, pay them a visit, will you? They’re always a midweek treat!
The secret of success is constancy to purpose. Benjamin Disraeli, Earl of Beaconsfield
*Frustratus maximus – a term I just made up to describe the feeling I get when I want to chuck the whole knitting project and move on to something else.
OFF THE NEEDLES
The first Crocus Vernus sock is (finally) off the needles and I’m pretty happy about the way it turned out. If you remember, this was the project that inadvertantly was left behind after the Papoose’s birthday party and had one of the needles pulled out before I could reclaim it. I gave putting it back on the needle a quick try but then decided to suck it up and frog. I made a change or two, mainly deciding to just do three pattern repeats for the leg instead of eight, making it shorter and hopefully not quite so hot on the feet this summer.
I started the second sock yesterday and am on the second of the three pattern repeats on the leg. A FO Friday post seems possible.
JUST ADD WATER AND PLEASE PASS THE SUNSCREEN
Mr. Iknead and I are joining kids and the grands today for a swim and then a cookout. Babydaddy is smoking some ribs and my contribution will probably be something sweet and maybe some deviled eggs.
Saturday afternoon, I began the much dreaded, once every two or three years, search for the perfect swimsuit. You know the one – it gives me the same body that I had 30 years ago, when I could laugh in the face of gravity, and shows off the perfect tan that I slaved over, beginning in March, shivering in a bathing suit but sure it would all be worth it when I heard the gasps, ooohs and ahhhs of envy around the pool. Never happened, never will but I did get two new bathing suits without too much damage to my self esteem. Still, could someone just tell me why the lighting in dressing rooms invariably makes my skin look like cottage cheese?
I have not failed. I’ve just found 10,000 ways that won’t work. Thomas Edison
IN THE OVEN
I’ve gotten a little bit out of the habit of blogging my baking adventures, but rest assured, they continue. I’m trying to keep my cooking/baking obsession somewhat under control but so far, I’ve not been very successful. I made a new cinnamon raisin swirl bread the end of last week which I had every intention of taking to Stuttgart and sharing but, naturally, it got left on the counter in the kitchen. So, we’ve been enjoying it ourselves. The only real rub is that Mr. Iknead and I just can’t eat the baked goodies fast enough and sometimes they go stale or even moldy. I think I might start sharing with the neighbors, would that be too weird nowadays? Growing up, we always shared back and forth with neighbors, but that was then and we knew our neighbors well. Now, though, we don’t, really, just mostly to wave when we see them outside. Could this be a sign to break out of my cocoon and reach out? I think it might be just that. I’m thinking of banana bread today, that would be a good start.
Anyway, I wanted to share this recipe I tried last night that was so good – it was comfort food and crazy easy – Slow Cooker Salisbury Steak. Here’s the link. I fixed mashed potatoes to go with it and it was divine! Real potatoes, too. I know what my lunch is going to be!
Can you stand a few more pics of the smartest, most beautiful grandbabies in the universe? I thought you could!
The Sprout and Me
That’s the Karma sweater I’m wearing. Turned out well, don’t you think?
The Papoose and a Cupcake
Babydiva in her Tutu – How Cute Is That?
Curiosity is one of the permanent and certain characteristics of a vigorous mind. Samuel Johnson
ON THE NEEDLES
No, this isn’t the second Crocus Vernus sock. 😦 In the hustle and bustle of the Papoose’s birthday Saturday afternoon, when it came time to go home, the Crocus project bag was left behind. No problem. Texted Bigmommy, she’d found it and since she was coming to Little Rock Monday, she’d bring it. Still no problem. Got project back. Tiny issue. Looking to make sure that the sock in progress was in the bag, she accidently pulled one of the needles out. Wahhhhh. So, nearly finished Crocus Vernus sock totally frogged and restarted. You can bet I’ll be a lot more careful about getting all my projects in the knitting bag before I leave next time. It’s OK Bigmommy, I know it was an accident.
Still loving the Grrlfriend Market Bag so much I started another.
Still rolling on Granny’s Grab Bag Blanket using my left over sock yarn.
Happy birthday, Papoose. You’re three!
I’m linking up with Tami’s WIPW blog and Ginny’s Yarn Along, so head on over there for more WIPW and book love.
Everytime you smile at someone, it is an action of love, a gift to that person, a beautiful thing. Mother Teresa
OFF THE NEEDLES
If you read my Saturday post, you know my Yahoo e-mail account was hacked, I was locked out of my account and then things snowballed when anything that remotely connected with my Yahoo was locked and by the time I finally was able to get things up and going again, I was pretty close to crazy. No matter, it was fixed and I’m up and rolling again. So, it’s a couple of days late but the Karma sweater is finished and turned out like this:
This sweater was truly a joy to knit, with no seaming (which I hate to do) and super clear instructions. I’m so happy that the yarn is now a sweater that I really love and will probably wear until it falls apart instead of having to avert my eyes every time I open my closet door.
I’m linking up with Frontier Dreams’ Keep Calm Craft On today, so along with Karma, I’m showing and telling this sweet wooden ladder that I found at a garage sale for about 5 bucks, brought home, sponge painted and upcycled into a plant stand.
My morning glories are a little peaked this morning. They look thirsty.
It feels wonderful to post again!
In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: it goes on. Robert Frost