Knitting

The one where she casts


on her newest project, Minnowknits Pinafore Dress.

I’m using Jil Eaton Cottontail, #7520, Aqua. 

I can see Susannah in it already.  Come on Spring.

On the subject of Spring, it’s hard to believe that about 48 hours ago, Little Rock was in the middle of a snowstorm, with temps in the 20s.  Today, when I left work, the sun was shining, birds were chirping and the temp was around 50F.  That’s Arkansas weather for you, if it doesn’t suit you, wait 30 minutes because it’s going to change. 

I think cupcakes are going to be the project this weekend, haven’t decided what kind, for some reason, cupcakes are ringing my bells tonight.  Maybe a nice yellow cake with strawberries incorporated some way.  Hmmm…

You cannot be mad at somebody who makes you laugh – it’s as simple as that.  (Jay Leno (1950 –    )

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Knitting

The one where the long neglected


Quickset socks pass out of the realm of the wip and into the heaven of FO.  I wish I’d known how quickly they’d be finished, they probably wouldn’t have languished as long as they did.  No matter, I now have a new pair of beautiful, fit like a dream, socks.  As soon as I find the ball band, I’ll share yarn specifics.  Check these out!

 I give up.  Feeling optimistic, I launched an assault on my stash, no go.  The ball band has gone wherever ball bands go when it seems imperative that they be found and posted.   Somewhere, a ball band is laughing….

Back to the real world tomorrow, snowmaggeddon has come and gone and work awaits.

If you want to make peace, you don’t talk to your friends.  You talk to your enemies.  Moshe Dayan (1915-1981)

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Knitting

The one where the pressure


is off re: Snowmaggeddon.  It started snowing about 7 a.m. today and snowed hard for a solid ten hours.  Mr. Iknead measured it about 4 p.m. and according to his ruler, we had about seven inches.  Needless to say, life as we know it has come to a (temporary) skidding halt and will probably stay that way through tomorrow.  Here’s what happened at my house today:  I baked another Topsy Turvy Apple pie and have nearly finished the Quickset socks;  I decided to kill two birds with one stone with the photo today –

and made a pot of baked potato soup.  Very good on this cold, snowy day. 

I took these pictures looking out the front door about 10 a.m.  Amazing –

Hide not your talents, they for use were made.  What’s a sundial in the shade?  Benjamin Franklin (1706 – 1790).

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Knitting

The one where she’s


still obsessed with the weather.  Snowmageddon is scheduled to descend around 1 a.m. tomorrow.  Rats, all this means is that I’ll be up every hour on the hour to peek out the window and see what’s happening.  I’m thinking snow day tomorrow just on lack of sleep alone, with checking and all.  Patting myself on the back all afternoon for going to the store yesterday.  Yes!

OK, I’m ready, got yarn, got computer, got food.  Bring it on!

Reality continues to ruin my lift.  Bill Watterson (1958 –    )

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Knitting

The one where Snowmaggedon


is predicted.  OK, Arkansas has had more snow in the past two weeks than the years previous.  I get that compared to someplace like Minnesota, Maine, Canada, etc., we’ve not had even a drop in the bucket.  I get that, but, since this is Arkansas and all the weather guy has to say is maybe, possibly or, could but probably won’t, everyone and their dog decides that They Must Go To The Grocery Store Immediately, If Not Sooner and they don’t dare take a chance on running out of frozen pizza, ice cream, chips or any other junk food items even for a few hours.  So, it’s been forecast that “Snowmaggedon” will arrive sometime Tuesday, my grocery list has already been started and I’m debating whether to try to beat the crowd and go tonight after work or take a chance and wait until tomorrow.  Flip a coin.

I caved and went to the store after work.  Had to get butter, eggs, cream cheese, bacon, health food you know.  Now they’re predicting 8+ inches for us.  Wow.

I picked up a pair of socks that I tossed aside about six months ago when my head was turned by a cuter pattern and prettier yarn, but unearthed the sock project accidently.  The pattern is Quickset Socks by Megan Marshall and who knows about the yarn.  That wasn’t unearthed during my initial wip excavation.  If I find it, I’ll post it.  Here’s the stitch detail –

Machines take me by surprise with great frequency.  Alan Turing (1912 – 1954)

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Knitting

The one where the Eternal


Legwarmers are no longer eternal.  I finished weaving ends in about 30 minutes ago and think they turned out to be really neat.  Like I said in another, earlier post, I love the look of legwarmers, I hope they like me as well.  Take a look

I took another photo that I like better, but I don’t know how to rotate the image.  That’s something I’ll figure out tomorrow. 

Besides finishing these, I made sourdough today.  It’s an all day undertaking, not difficult, but requires a lot of time and patience.  I just took the loaves out of the oven, they smell heavenly!  Sourdough toast tomorrow a.m., mmmmmm.

Americans will put up with anything provided it doesn’t block traffic.  Dan Rather (1931 –      )

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Knitting

The one where she may be getting


a little weary of the cold weather that’s been blanketing Arkansas the past week or so.  Today, it’s been alternating between sleet and snow since about 8 a.m. or so. Even though it’s really cold, like in the 20s, it’s been nice having my schedule cleared, being able to take my time, piddling around the house and doing some baking.  I made some Sugar Donut Mini Muffins that turned out to be very tasty, just like, duh, sugar donuts.  It’s a keeper I think.  I pulled the recipe from the internet, www.copykat.com, one of my favorite recipe sites.  Quick pic –

Legwarmer update:  Five inches to go!  The end is in sight!

To be content with what one has is the greatest and truest of riches.  Cicero (106 BC-43BC

Knitting

The one where she wants


to be anywhere besides where she is, which is at work.  Swear, the clock says 4:44 p.m., but my body says midnight, at least.  All I have to do is hang on for another 45 minutes.

I did manage some legwarmer photos and decided to have the WIP one share the stage with her big sister, the FO.  OMG, am I actually assigning gender to a knitted item?  Now that’s odd, even by my standards.  Here they are

 

 

 

 

Everything is funny as long as it is happening to Somebody Else.  Will Rogers (1879-1935)

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Knitting

The one where she admits


defeat, frogs back the entire Eternal Legwarmer and starts the whole thing over, clean slate and all that.  Here’s what I have so far

Only 15 inches (more or less) to go and it gets on FO Friday, but until then, it’s WIP Wednesday.  Might as well laugh.

I thought I had an appetite for destruction, but all I wanted was a club sandwich.  Matt Groening (1954-   )

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Knitting

The one where she figures out


that the Eternal Legwarmers may indeed be eternal, especially when I looked them over today and saw that at some point last night, I had totally and irrevocably screwed up at least four inches of them and had to frog them back at least that much.  Frogging back cables is next door to crazy but that’s what I did.  So, it’s two steps forward and three steps back.  I tend to be a process knitter more than product driven but come on, this is ridiculous.

Joy is found not in finishing an activity but in doing it.  Greg Anderson

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Knitting

The one where she heaves


a huge sigh of relief at being back at home, in her own bed and in her own kitchen.  Visiting the Papoose and family is always a treat, but I’m a homebody at heart and besides that, I miss my dog, Josie.  I don’t think I’ve posted her, so here she is –

Precious, spoiled Pug baby. 

Gossip is the art of saying nothing in a way that leaves practically nothing unsaid.  Walter Winchell (1897-1972)

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Knitting

The one where she knows she must


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)

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