Knitting

The one where she thinks

March 27, 2011 mud&stringLeave a comment

she may have had as close to a perfect few days as she’s ever had. I did most of the things I love to do – I baked bread, went yarn shopping, worked on my Catnip Socks and made a pot of soup (shrimp bisque if you must know). On the sock front, I have only an inch or so left before I start the final ribbing on the cuff. I could probably finish them tonight, but tomorrow is a work day and I know myself, if I stay up later that I know I should, I’ll pay for it tomorrow night and Tuesday, so, I’m putting the brakes on tonight with the intention of finishing them tomorrow. I do have my next project picked out – another Minnowknits dress, this one called Brittany Jumper – here’s a pic

I may use this yarn –

It’s Fibranatura Cottonwood, 100% organic cotton, the color is called Cindy, #41109. It’s more of a coral color than it’s pictured.

National Knitting Blog Week kicks off tomorrow, I’m going to give it a try; I enjoy blogging and reading other’s blogs. Should be really cool. I’m always interested in seeing other’s blogs. I can always learn something.

What would you attempt to do if you knew you could not fail? Dr. Robert Schuller

Knitting

The one where the pressure

February 9, 2011 mud&stringLeave a comment

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).

Knitting

The one where she figures out

January 23, 2011 mud&stringLeave a comment

that she really doesn’t like using the dough hook on her Kitchenaid and doesn’t plan to ever use it again. Here’s why:

I rely on how the dough I’m kneading feels to know when it’s ready to rest and rise. Since using the dough hook instead of by hand took the “feel” away, the dough was way overkneaded and so the texture of the cinnamon rolls left something to be desired. Fortunately, they’re delicious and since the family has never let a little think like texture stand in the way of enjoyment, they’ll probably be gone by tomorrow morning at the latest. They’re also quite ugly, no food stylist here, but again, they’re tasty. See what I mean?

I made lentil soup today. I’d never had lentils, had just about every type of bean besides those, being from the south, but they were good. It was a vegetarian recipe, which was a departure for me, but turned out well. A keeper I’m pretty sure.

When a thing is funny, search it carefully for a hidden truth. George Bernard Shaw (1856 – 1950

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Happy Friday

January 15, 2011 mud&stringLeave a comment

Down to weaving in ends and kitchenering halves of scarf together, called, btw Lovely Leaf Lace Scarf by Joelle Hoverson. After all is said and done, I have just enough of Twinkle left over to put it together. Tomorrow I block and hopefully will get some pics up. Even before blocking it’s really pretty, so I expect great things tomorrow. I have a mild case of startitis and have decided that I cannot make it one more day without a pair of cabled legwarmers so tomorrow, I will commence the hunt for the perfect pattern and then the perfect yarn.

Since the weather has turned so cold, I’ve been wanting to make soup; today I fixed a really tasty (if I do say so myself) chicken and corn with orzo. Can’t beat hot soup on a cold day.

Tomorrow is baking day, probably something chocolate. I’m thinking brownies, but cookies are a strong contender. Who knows, maybe both.

Heard at a meeting: It’s either a lesson or a blessin’.