I’ve been sort of hit or miss with blogging these past few weeks, and I’ve missed sitting down and putting my thoughts in order and then onto paper or into my iPad. I’ve been too busy painting or drawing (these are new things for me) or reading or knitting or baking or gardening or art journaling or throwing pots or grandmothering or any of the other things that grab my interest. Here’s the perfect description for what I’m blessed with – an embarrassment of riches. According to (all-knowing) Wiki, an embarrassment of riches is an idiom that means an overabundance of something, or too much of a good thing. All these things do more than keep me occupied – they feed my soul, I guess you could say I have an embarrassment of blessings. With all the above said, I think what I really mean is “Thanks, God, for everything”.
Now, moving along…
ON THE NEEDLES
A pair of Los Manos Locos or Crazy Monkey Socks, a twist on Cookie A’s awesome Monkey Socks, toe up and purl-less.
This colorway is called Java Jive and I’m loving how it’s knitting up. You can find out more about this yarn here.
The least of things with a meaning is worth more in life than the greatest of things without it. Carl Jung
ON AND OFF THE NEEDLES
I finished the Sideways Grande Hat last night, just in time for today and earned the Mr. Iknead Seal of Approval.
Don’t know the reason for the odd look, there’s no telling. At least my mouth is closed. It seems like every photo has me with my mouth open, either talking or eating and sometimes (I’m not proud of this) both at the same time. Anyway, I think the hat is way cute and it was a quick, easy knit.
I’m nearly finished with Meg White’s Cabled Hat, ready to start the crown decreases and am now browsing through Cookie A.’s Knit.Sock.Love. On an expedition into the stash the other day, I ran across some awesome Shibui sock yarn that just begged to be transformed into a pair of socks and, well, I aim to please.
We finally finished all the electrical work this week, which turned out even better than I had hoped, just to have the washing machine bite the dust. I’m waiting on the repairman now. There’s something busted about the spin cycle, when it hits that part, it starts making an awful banging noise and shuts itself off. I’m not talking about the I’m unbalanced thump, this is the I’m getting ready explode and scatter shrapnel banging. Here’s hoping that it’s an easy fix and not the arm and a leg and my firstborn child sort of fix. Anything under $250.00 would be good. Here’s hoping!
Check out Tami Amis blog for more awe inspiring FOs. You’ll be glad you did.
Hope springs eternal in the human breast. Alexander Pope
bake something today, even though Mr. Iknead and I are in Fayetteville visiting the Papoose (Susannah to the uninitiated). This means I must make a trip to the grocery store because Lindsey and Clefton (dear daughter and son in law) don’t bake, so I need to stock them up on flour, sugar, eggs, etc. etc. so I can make a cake.
Since it’s FO Friday, I’m going to post the very, very first sock I ever made, Cookie A’s Monkey. Don’t ask me how long it took me, I know it took me about a week to knit the cuff. I’m still proud of them; they say you always remember your first. ; )
My camera skills weren’t very impressive then, thankfully, they’ve gotten a little better, though not much.
When your work speaks for itself, don’t interrupt. Henry J. Kaiser (1882-1967)